Humans of Lagos Episode 7

My loving husband is a politician, and all our children got wedded while we were serving an elective position. It was great fun having big occasions, receiving gifts without spending personal money to make such events successful. Contractors, politicians and multinationals do compete to drop gifts for my family.

We got publicity without paying, attention came rolling in on my family and we loved it. Numerous times, I was privileged to host important personalities at our parties. I remember customising wines from France with my name boldly inscribed on its bottles. Living large became natural with me.

My aged parents and the father of my husband all died while we were in government, and we painted the town red while celebrating their transition to what I believed will be glorious. Different musicians performed during their funerals, and these dead beings were buried in very expensive caskets with a golden tomb. We created employment for security guards watching over the tombs in the process.

Few months to the end of my hubby's tenure, yet my mother-in-law won't die. So few days to the re-election date of my husband I killed the woman so that her dead may enjoy the freebies. Funeral arrangement was made, and date was fixed for after the election.

Alas, my husband lost out in the election, we were massively voted out by the masses. And the date of my mother-in-law's funeral approached yet nobody gave any gifts as usual. She was buried on a low key, as my husband won't just spend his remaining looted fund extravagantly.

I think my husband's mother's ill-luck.