Temmie poured out her heart, ladened with a mix of sorrow and remorse, as she pondered how an outsider had torn her marital bliss with Ex-hubby, and how she tried to make amends but was too late for her

On her Twitter page, a Nigerian woman expressed her sorrow over the passing of her estranged husband.

Interestingly, they had mended their relationship on his deathbed, just hours before he breathed his last.

Temmy Omoileri, a Nigerian woman, has evoked strong emotions across social media platforms as she shared her poignant tale of reconnecting with her estranged husband, Adewale, on his deathbed.

In a lengthy tweet, Temmy recounted how she got a call informing her about her estranged spouse’s illness and hospitalization.

According to her, when they met, their emotions for one another rekindled, and she humbly apologized for the pain she had caused.

Astonishingly, her estranged husband, overjoyed by her presence, requested her to prepare some food for him.

After leaving the hospital, she was taken aback when she received another call revealing that he had passed away.

She wisely cautioned people against involving outsiders in marital matters, emphasizing the unmatched significance of a person’s spouse above all else.

Temmy Omoileri post reads;

“I was summoned suddenly to the hospital after almost three years of separation. He was on the sick bed, seeing each other again, reminded me of the many dreams I’ve had about him and how i was the one telling him I don’t have anything against him again.

I did the same, he was calm, he responded positively to everything I said to him, I apologized for the wrongs I did, which was to call the cops, I told him the devil did us great evil and we can start all over again.

I asked if I should go home and make food for him, he said yes, oh, what a joy! I miss cooking for him, 😢 I told him, our kids are fine and standing by him on the bedside was my 13yrs old, and I said, I never fought you back, I’ve been waiting and hoping that all this war will end oneday.

The SW said he was okay that I came,

There’s a me that’s feeling hopeful that he’s going to come back home and all shall be well again.

Only for me to be called again late night that he died. I was confused, I ran to the hospital confused, my sight became blurry, and I couldn’t imagine me seeing him dead. I was hoping we would talk about everything and how much I had learned and suffered alone with the kids.

I was hoping I would get the opportunity to tell him, he hurt me so much and made me suffer like a criminal that I wasn’t. My head went blank.

I had bladder loose.

I couldn’t comprehend anything. I was numb.

I was summoned to pick up his body. Where do I go from here, koyemi.

I was handed over all his house keys, car keys, credit cards, everything!!!

Still in shock, I visited his home to move his stuff back home, and my heart kept breaking as many things were being revealed at that time.

He has different types of concoctions sent to him from nigeria by his families that he’s been taking, which led to his kidney damage.

I realized I’m the one who often scrutinized his intakes.

12 years of marriage, he never visited the hospital or had any course to be admitted.

I began to hear many things.

I have questions I couldn’t answer.

It feels like the enemy planned it all out. During his burial, I saw his eyelids moved, oh, I was going to say, “Prince, oya get up, let’s go home.”

I realized that despite all that happened, at the end of it all, he was my responsibility to care for after he died.

I said to myself, where are all the people who encouraged him to wage war against his only family? They are nowhere to be found.

We are by ourselves now! Me, him, and his kids.

This is family! Never allow anyone in your marriage. When it’s all done and clear, it’s gonna be you and him and your kids. There’s no one else again who’s as important as your wife/husband. Only my signature was accepted, I was told you’re his next of kin, and he didn’t change anything despite his rage.

My heart kept aching.

Nobody else matters at this moment, but his family. Please don’t let love and forgiveness diminish from your home, no matter how bad the situation looks. We only know the beginning of war, but we never know the end of it.

I thank God I was able to speak to him, I told him, I never fought you, despite all that you did to me.

He was quiet, I told him, “I do call you, but you don’t answer my call.

But, it’s fine, let’s forget all that happens and move on. But he chose to go REST from it all.

Adieu Adewale”

See Tweet Below; 

I was summoned suddenly to the hospital after almost three years of separation. He was on the sick bed, seeing each other again, reminded me of the many dreams I’ve had about him and how i was the one telling him I don’t have anything against him again.

Peoplesmind