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Once upon a time, a young unmarried couple lived in a
makeshift bungalow behind one of my relative’s one-storey apartment. The gentle-looking
male cohabitant bore a Yoruba name while the fair bosomy lady was later declared
to me as a Calabar woman by our nosy domestic assistant. At that time, I was
squatting in a room that stood adjacent to the zenith of the fence separating
both compounds.
Since my room was architecturally positioned to poke
its nose near the roof of the young couple’s wooden cottage, my ears were
sometimes put in the midst of their verbal conflicts. This usually happened on
evenings when PHCN interrupted power supply and our residential generator was
yet to come on. Ordinarily, I had no intentions of listening to any of the loud
conversations flying past my window pane from the next yard. In fact, their
words were nothing less than persistent distractions that profusely begged for the
attention of every eavesdropper.
But my options were limited by two things. First was the
absence of power supply that could provide illumination and artificial
ventilation. Second was the presence of biting insects that would attack me if
I chose the option of visiting the quiet garden downstairs. The gloominess of
the room was caused by the shades from nearby trees and the generator was not
going to be switched on until enough persons needed it. So, I just had to work upon
the desk in my room and mentally manage the noises that were intruding my
privacy from outdoors. Besides, I would merely be enjoying the common benefits
of nature if allowed to keep the widest window in my room open and its curtains
unfolded.
One day, I was pulled into another of the couple’s conversations
while working on my laptop. Usually, it was an outspoken fuss from the lady about
other persons that formed the basis of their rambling talk. But this time, the
story was different. It was not about their neighbours. It was not about their
landlord. It was about themselves. From the discussion, the guy already knew that
his lady cohabitant was sleeping around with other men within the estate and
beyond. The young man that was attending to domestic work in our duplex
apartment had mentioned this to me before and I had decided to be extremely
careful whenever our paths crossed in the neighbourhood. I was surprised to
know that sometimes, the young man would even offer the lady (with her own
consent) to other men for sexual relations in exchange for favours and two of
them still cohabited. It was an excellent instance of symbiosis.
But this particular day, I heard very strange words
and moved over to the window to have a look and even wondered if I would have
to alert our security guard. I guess the guy was feeling extremely horny while
the lady was not in the mood at all. The guy wanted sex right away and the lady
had gone to grasp a stainless knife to prove to him that it was not going to
happen. The guy acted out machismo, overpowered her and they found their way
into their house. For me, the theatre movie became a radio program – there were
no more visuals. But I heard sounds of heavy plastics falling off, body parts hitting
wooden surfaces and unintelligible ramblings that sounded offensive. Then,
there was vast stillness and I returned to my work. While I believe that the
lady did not file a lawsuit against the guy who was not legally recognised as
her husband, I wanted to know if the question of rape could arise within an
intimate relationship that is legitimate.
The next day, I
asked a lawyer friend over phone if it was possible to accuse a man of ravishing
his own wife. I believed that her bi-facetted status as a matured female and qualified
barrister made her eligible to give an answer. So, I asked her if a woman could
count an unwelcome sexual activity forced on her by her husband as a rape and
whether or not one such action is punishable under the Nigerian law. She
informed me that, considering the definition of rape as the use of force or
lack of consent by one of the parties involved in a sexual activity that
includes penetration, it is possible to say that a man raped his wife. Again,
this is possible because a woman could be in a physical or mental state that
rendered her unprepared for sex with her marital partner.
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