The Eleven Million Naira Wedding Wahala

The wedding of Chukwudi and Amaka was the talk of the entire village in Anambra State. From the dancing masquerades to the endless plates of jollof rice and nkwobi, people said it was “the wedding of the year.” When the last guest had gone and the drummers finally stopped beating their ogene, the couple sat down in their new sitting room, exhausted but excited. Amaka brought out a big Ghana-Must-Go bag filled with envelopes. “Darling,” she said, adjusting her gele, “it’s time to count the blessing God used our friends and family to shower on us.” Chukwudi grinned. “Amaka my love, today you shall know that I am a son of the soil. My uncles alone filled three envelopes each!” They tore open envelopes like children opening Christmas presents. Soon the table was covered in cash. After hours of counting, the final figure stood tall—₦11,000,000 (eleven million naira). Amaka’s jaw dropped. “Chaiiii! Honey! Is this real?!” Chukwudi leaned back on the chair, sweating from excitement. “Ehen, you see now? We only spent ₦800,000 for the whole wedding, but look at what entered our hands. This is business, not marriage!” Amaka’s eyes started to water, not from sadness, but from joy mixed with calculation. She grabbed her husband’s hands and whispered, “Honey, you’ll need a second wife.” Chukwudi nearly choked on his malt drink. “Eh?? Amaka, repeat what you just said before I call your father.” Amaka blinked innocently. “Darling, think about it na. If by marrying me alone you made ₦11 million, imagine marrying one more wife. That’s ₦22 million straight! If you marry three wives, that’s… ah! Honey, we will be billionaires in no time.” The room went silent. Chukwudi stared at her as if she had just confessed to being a member of the money-doubling MMM of 2016. He finally shouted, “Amaka! So you want me to marry wife number two because of money? What kind of business plan is this? Is it marriage or oil company?” Amaka pouted. “Honey, don’t be angry. I was only suggesting. You know Anambra women, we always have business sense.” The husband threw his hands up dramatically. “God of Abraham, if this is how profit-minded my wife is on day one of marriage, what will happen when we open joint account?” The neighbors heard the argument and laughed from outside. The story spread like wildfire, and by the next morning, everyone in the village was gossiping about *“Amaka’s second wife business idea.”* -----------------Questions for You 👉🏾 If you were the husband, what would be your response?👉🏾 As a wife, can you suggest such a thing to your husband?

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