It’s been ten years since I finished college and secured a well-paying job in Nairobi with a multinational clearing and forwarding firm. Life has been fairly good — I earn about KSh 120,000 monthly and was fortunate enough to marry a beautiful, intelligent woman who was then in her final year at Moi University.
At that time, she was completing her last year at the university, living comfortably because I took care of all her expenses. Almost every weekend, I would fly or drive to Eldoret to see her, though sometimes she would visit me in Nairobi whenever my schedule was too tight for me to travel.
Our relationship flourished perfectly. I considered myself blessed to be in a loving, stable, and financially secure union. Friends often admired us, calling us the “perfect couple.” My wife was happy and focused, and I was eagerly waiting for her to complete her studies so we could start a family together.
Then came that unforgettable Saturday. I boarded a flight to Eldoret as usual, eager to surprise her. After landing at the airport, I took a taxi straight to Naivas Supermarket to do my routine shopping for her — something that normally cost me around KSh 12,000. But inside the supermarket, what I..TO READ MORE, TAP HERE
