From a wife: My husband loves okra soup, but I don't like okra soup so I don't cook it. My friend came to spend a night with us one day, and I suggested that she cook okra soup for herself and my husband since they both loved it. She did. And after dinner, my husband thanked her. He said: " if not for you, I wouldn't eat 'good' food tonight." He said that to her smiling, and my friend too was there smiling. I responded, what about me who told her to cook it? I expected him to acknowledge my thoughtfulness, after all she won't cook the soup if I did not tell her to. He said i wasn't the one who cooked it, so no gratitude. All that my friend was there, smiling. I got angry, went to the kitchen and threw the remaining soup away. My friend saw my reaction and got angry, she left the next morning. My husband and I settled and I thought the okra soup chapter was closed when we agreed " no more okra" in our house. Months later, I saw the slime line of okra soup on his singlet, I thought he had bought it outside until I checked his phone and saw that my husband has been sending money to my friend every week, to cook okra soup for him. Every week, he would go to her house to eat. I feel betrayed and disrespected.
