Posted by The death of Oluwarotimi Akeredolu, the former governor of Ondo State, will grieve her husband deeply, according to his wife, Betty Anyanwu-Akeredolu.
In her eulogy for her husband, the widow said that the public would make fun of her in every way once Akeredolu died.
Because of his love for Betty, her late husband was thought to have been a wimp by many, especially those who were supposed to be close to him, according to Betty.
Her clan and her and Akeredolu’s affection for each other, she said in the tribute, made her despised by the state’s inhabitants.
It’s me, the charming Betty. Out of nowhere, you abandoned me! Badly, it hurts. It is painful
Now I’m on my own to deal with the ridicule from both my friends and enemies.
Some others even went so far as to call you a coward just because you liked me. Abego! Are weaklings possible for an Amotekun generalissimo? Oh my! Nau, that just doesn’t make sense.
“Oh, my! Do they understand love, by the way? Not in my opinion. They watched as their mothers were treated like doormats in their households as they were growing up. Floundered around like squatters.
They took the model and proceeded to treat their spouses like disposable furniture.
In many cases, the oppression was accompanied by physical violence, and the community chose to ignore and be unconcerned as gender-based violence was prevalent across the country. Even a governor faces jail time for beating his wife in civilized countries.
People from Nigeria are in awe of a man’s ability to love his wife. Only Oyibo men are loved by them. The fact that a Yoruba man can love an Igbo woman has enraged them. How is it possible? My god, lasan! It’s Igbo!
Only Oyibo men love them, they say. We were hooked from the moment we laid eyes on each other, baby. Juju, no! Please, darling, cross the Niger River for me. It was a genuine and unadulterated love at first sight. It was something you said with pride. Displaying it made you proud. You were even more pleased to inform the residents of Ondo State; moreover, we worked together as a unit. Telling your people that “you voted for one but got two.” was quite bold of you.
However, there was one point where we disagreed. Religion. You were devout and flaunted your religion. Not me. I make no excuses. Frustration washed over you. Still, we were able to solve the problem by utilizing our communication abilities.
Respecting my pragmatic approach and accepting my stance on religion, you came to an understanding with me. We created a tranquil household by loving each other unconditionally, accepting each other as we are, and celebrating our unique quirks.
“That you were brave and courageous is now a catchphrase that everyone is talking about.”