By Shem Kosse
Residents of the lakeside city of Kisumu were treated to a free broad day light drama cum shock when a jilted woman, rained a hail of stones to her husband’s new model sleek Subaru legacy packed outside Kisumu hotel, over an alleged ex-marital love affair.
The woman who was breathing and spitting fire and appeared to be acting on a tip off after mounting a well oiled intelligence network, caused a traffic snarl up along the busy jomo Kenyatta highway daring any one to close in on her claiming that she is the one who bought the vehicle and the husband is ‘’misusing’’ it.
It all started when her hawk eyed informants phoned her that her elderly “libidinous” husband who is a renowned insurance expert in town was spotted chauffeuring a lady saloonist that all along has been rumoured to her was the main cause of her latest budgetary and conjugal deficit, in the house.
Still unsatisfied with the state of the vehicle that she had heavily pelted with stones and coupled with the fact that she could not access where the two new found love birds were having there “good time”, the heavily bodied woman reached her hand bag and fished out two well sharpened Somali swords and literally knifed the tires, deflating them instantly.
The two new swords seemed to have been purchased purposely for implementing the terror mission.
Not even a contingent of a full combat gear of a local private security firm tasked with the provision of security of the hotel could deter her insurgency to the lawfully and properly packed “innocent” silvery Subaru of KAN series:
“this is the cell phone number of that prostitute! Call him now and tell him am damaging my car!” ranted and raved the woman to one of the security guards as onlookers were watching helplessly the unfolding ugly scenario, of the love triangle.
“He is an embarrassment to the family! And yet have sired big children with him” she thundered further over the duo’ blossomed love affair, while wreathing her way out of the stunned crowd.
Panting and sweating heavily, she bordered the motorcycle and sped off in an alarming speed leaving the vehicle at the mercy of the sweltering heat with the “wazee” club lying inside it defenselessly-a weapon a husband would have used to clobber his “errant” wife and defend himself and his brandy sweetheart,successfully.
And in a bid to stamp her authority and greatness, the woman toughie whose attire was covered with blood as a result of the cuts she sustained from the spillover glasses of the vehicle’ windscreens, turned at the scene walking with her head high and chest forward to witness the vehicle being towed.
And aftermath, she inspected the scene of the “accident” to ensure no any “valuable” car parts remained.
Ends .