He would buy clothes for her and the only thing his wife would say was that the husband was fulfilling his duty as a Man. The man would buy a dress but in reply, the woman would mock at him, because the dress was of low quality. The man would smile at his wife and tell her, "one day, I will be rich and I will buy for you all the expensive things you need."
The woman would never make any phone call unless she was requesting anything from her husband and once her request was not granted, all she could do was to quarrel for days, sometimes fight.
One evening, the man was coming home from work. He bought a kilogram of meat. Happily, the poor man was expecting to surprise his wife. He reached home and showed her the package. Then she shouted: "Eh! You call yourself a man? Which husband, apart from you, do you think comes home with just one kilograme, but no cooking oil, no any other ingredients? You better leave it, you are a good-for-nothing husband."
Then she threw the meat to the bush. The husband felt low but he never let down his love for her.
One day, the husband felt pain in his left foot. He found a tumor appeared on the foot, it was growing big and painful. He went to the hospital after several months of pain and was told he had cancer. He was poor to have a better medical treatment. Though he was sick, he tried as much as he could to provide for his family.
Two years later, the condition worsened and he was admitted to the hospital and his foot was removed. Unfortunately, most part of his body was already affected.
At last he called his wife and told her, "LOOK AFTER MY CHILDREN, I feel I can't live any longer though I'll always be with you in spirit, may God be with you"
He then breathed his last and died.
The woman and three children cried days.
Two months later, the wife was bowing down on her husbands grave as she said these words:
"My love, you did all the best for me, you treated me well and gave me all you could, but all I could pay you, was endless quarrels and fights. I never realised your importance and your love until you are gone.
I remember I threw your one kilogram of meat, but now I have nowhere to get even half a kilo.
'THE GOOD DIE YOUNG'. That's why you died when you were still young. A husband whom I could mock at, but you only smiled at me. The husband who could care and had unending love.
I know you are listening to me and I ask you to forgive me for not appreciating all you did for me when you were alived.
We are all missing your presence as your youngest daughter Diana is always crying and asking when you'll be back.
But you will never leave our hearts
until we join you. May you Rest in Eternal Peace."
Moral of the story:
* Always appreciate what you are given, whether small or big.
* Love is not all about how much we have,
but it's all about how we share the little we have.
