My ex-husband’s mother died. He didn’t tell me about it but I got to know through other people. I called him and gave him my condolences. I knew how much he loved his mom and how he would do anything for her. Our firstborn was even named after her.

We had been divorced for a little over a year. Our divorce was bitter but it didn’t stop me from telling him he could call me whenever he needed a hand.

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Right after the divorce, he went around with a certain lady he told people was his new wife. I wasn’t really bothered. I would do everything to help because his mom was very good to me.

I went to the funeral on Thursday to help with dishes and other arrangements. When I got there, he took me to a hotel near their family house so I could be reached easily.

All through Thursday I was with the family, helping with cooking, planning, and deciding who would do what. He came around and saw me but didn’t say much to me.

It was on Friday that I saw the lady he paraded around as the new wife. When she came, it was me who tried to get her involved. She was really happy to offer help.

I was on my feet all Friday until his mom was laid in state around midnight. Once the house was quiet, I decided to go to the hotel and freshen up and rest a little.

Not long afterward, I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and it was my ex-husband in full funeral cloth, crying like a boy. “How could Mom do this to me when she knew she was the only one I had left in this world?”

Proper tears and wailing ooo. I opened my door and welcomed him in while I tried to console him and put him at ease. He was crying as though his mom’s corpse was lying on my bed. I asked him to relax so I could get ready and we would go to the funeral grounds together. I was in the bathroom when this man entered. “I’ve missed you. These tears are not only for Mom but for you too.”

He wanted sex.

Someone who came crying. I quickly covered myself while he was stripping to join me in the bath. “Oh don’t do that. Your girlfriend is here. Why don’t you go to her if that’s what you want?”

I had to fight my way out and later push him out so I could get ready without interference.

All through the funeral, I avoided him. I locked my door and asked who it was before I opened it. On Sunday when I was leaving, he drove me to the station.

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Can you imagine this man hasn’t said anything to me since after the funeral? Not even thank you or even calling to ask about his kids. So what was that for? Is he not the same man who said the tears were for me too? Someone whose mother was lying in state wanted mourning rounds.

I’m shocked but then again, isn’t he a man? What else can’t a man do?

—Manuel 

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