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Emotions Run Deep
Published Jul 2, 2013


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The Sequel to The Struggles of a Wife: Mohala's story.

Please read "The Struggles of a Wife" series before reading this story.

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The Sequel to The Struggles of a Wife: Mohala's story.

Please read "The Struggles of a Wife" series before reading this story.

Enjoy...

Much Love
xoxo
Iím Neko OíHannah and you may know me from ďThe Struggles of a WifeĒ series. The last time you heard from me was when my wife, Mohala, left me because of my infidelity. She and I havenít seen each other since; I donít know where she is, but Iím determined to find her. You see, Mohala and I have been together for five years now, that is -until she ran away. I met my wife at one of my gigs as a DJ. We were at a college club called The University XD; she was a senior in high school, but managed to get her way inside. She was sitting at the bar when I approached her; when I saw her for the first time, I knew this was going to be my wife. After that night, she and I talked and dated for a year or so. At her high school graduation, I purposed to her before she got off the stage to accept her diploma. The crowd went wild when she said yes. After that we got married and moved in together. Then Mohalaís sister, Noelani, who had a husband and son, decided to move to Sun Set Valley; since Noel was Mohalaís only family and I had none, we decided to move closer to them. Moving from Simwaii to Sunset Valley was not so bad; I had more gigs as a DJ and Mohala was happy to be so close to her family and old friend, Vera Wynn. Life was good and things were great; our problems only started within four years into our marriage. Mohala wanted kids and she wanted them now, but me, I didnít. I wasnít ready to share my wife just yet. Plus, gigs were coming in by the boat loads for me, I was becoming that DJ everybody wanted mixing at their parties, clubs, weddings and etc. I wasnít ready to give that up to help around the house and take care of a baby; Mohala didnít understand that. Everyday seemed like an argument about us having a baby, and in the end I would constantly tell her No, we were not ready. It had gotten so bad that she pulled her family into the discussion, which didnít make it any better. I started to pull back from Mohala and our relationship began to go south. Then one night while I was Dj-ing at Club Sky, a group of women began to flirt with me all night. I told them I was married, but they didnít care. Then the next night, and the rest of the nights afterwards, one of the women by the name of Kimberly began to continue to come by the club to see me. We became good friends. One night she had gotten so drunk at the club that I had to escort her home. When we made it to her house, she asked me to check the inside for her because she lived in a bad neighborhood; I did. After I finish checking her house, my plan was to give her a hug and say goodbye then head home, but the hug lasted too long and we end up kissing, which lead to other things. Now I know I was wrong for cheating on my wife and just because we were having problems didnít mean I should have. After that night with Kimberly, I made the decision to never do it again. I wasnít happy about my mistake, and I felt absolutely awful afterwards. My plan was to never tell Mohala about this situation because I couldnít bear the thought of losing her. I promised myself that I would just make our marriage work and I would do anything to make her happy, even if it meant giving her a baby. For a while, Kimberly didnít come to the club to come see me; I guess she knew that it was a huge mistake for us to sleep together. Mohala and I were still on bad terms, but I was determined to make us better. Months passed and there were no signs of Kimberly anywhere; it was not like I was looking for her, I was just curious. Then one night, Kimberly showed up to club Sky sporting a belly. My first thought was ďOh Crap, please let that be her just gaining weightĒ; I was wrong, she was 8 and half months pregnant and the baby was mine. I told Kimberly that I would help her with our son, but it did not mean I was going to leave my wife for her; she understood and said thatís all she wanted. So for the next half of a month, I spent my time going to check on her and give her things she needed to prepare for our baby. I didnít tell Mohala right off the back because I wanted the timing to be right. I know there is never a right time to say you cheated on your spouse, but there is nicer way to say it. I had plans to take her to the beach, which is her favorite spot, and tell her as we walked along the beach, but plans changed because Kimberly called me and told me she was in labor. I dropped everything including my gig at the club and rushed straight to the hospital to go see my son being born. After Neko Jr. was born I spent the whole night holding and being with him. Seeing his little face made me forget about all my troubles; he looked just like me. I was amazed to see Kimberly give birth to my son; once he was here I didnít want to leave his side. Time slipped away from me and I wasnít trying to pay attention to it since Jr. was born. By the time I checked my phone, it was another day! A WHOLE DAY HAD PASSED and I didnít contact my wife at all! I knew when I finally got home; I would have to face an upset Mohala. When I got home, I found the house empty, which I was relieved by. This gave me a chance to come up with something that wasnít a lie, but it wasnít all of the truth. I waited for her to come home, but she never came, I began to worry. My first thought was that she was at her sisterís, but telling from the message that Noel left on the answering machine, Mohala had not been there. Then I thought maybe she went to visit her friend, Vera, but Vera end up calling the house saying she was looking for Mohala, herself. Then it dawned on me, she was at her favorite spot to clear her mind. I rushed to the beach and saw that Mohala was sitting under an umbrella staring straight ahead at the ocean. I walked up on her with a positive attitude, hoping she would do the same. I talked while she yelled about my whereabouts, but in the end I told her I took a drive to clear my mind and I came to the conclusion to start a family with her. She wasnít excited how I thought she would be, but she was still pretty happy. That night my wife and I woo hooed; I was hoping she got pregnant that night so I could enjoy the small moments with her that I couldnít enjoy with Kimberly, for example the first movement of the baby. Time passed and I was living a double life; during the day I was being the good husband and spending time with my wife, and the afternoons I spent with my son and then I was off to work at night. My schedule was busy and there was no more room to fit anything else in it. Then one morning, I woke up and began making the bed, while Mohala was in the bathroom brush her teeth. She came in the room and I addressed her as the nick name I gave her ever since we met, My Flower. In Hawaiian Mohala means ďflower in blossomĒ, so I started calling her my flower, But this is not important. Anyway, Mohala came in the room saying that she accidently grabbed my phone off the coffee table and that someone had called and their contact name in my phone was Keiki, which stood for baby in Hawaiian. I automatically knew that it was Kimberly and I was busted!!!! Mohala began to tell me what she knew, I was devastated. I had to tell my wife about the double life I was living. I didnít want it to come to that, but I was forced to tell Mohala the hard way of me cheating on her and to tell her that I had a son. I told her my story, which was not a pretty one, and after she heard what I had to say, she put me out. I donít blame her though, because I was wrong for cheating and having a baby on her. The hurt in her eyes when I told her about Jr. will always hunt me.

So I spent the next few months at a hotel, giving Mohala her space. Then I decided to go home and work it out with my wife. At first she wasnít trying to hear me or anything I had to say, until I began to literally beg her to try with me. I convinced her that Kimberly was not a factor in my life and that she was the only other person who had my heart, other than my son. I told her that she and my son were family and I want them to meet. She didnít want to do it at first, but I talked her into in. Everything I told my wife was true, She and Jr. were the only things I lived and love for.
So the night she met my son was the worse night of my life. The plan was for her to meet him and fall in love with him immediately, but it was the complete opposite. She didnít really want to interact with him and when she did, she stared him down and said she didnít like him. I was speechless; I couldnít believe that Mohala would say such a thing about a baby. To top it off, Mohala said it as soon as Kimberly entered the room, which made Kim go off. I was in Hell. Mohala apologized about what she said about our son and then she decided to leave. She said that it was too much for her and she could not deal with the fact that I cheated on her and had a baby on her. I understand where she was coming from, I was asking for much. After she said what she said, she ran out the house and went home and packed her stuff. She left her wedding ring and a note on the kitchen table saying that she wanted a divorce. That night I cried, because I failed as a husband and that was not acceptable. So I dried my tears and made a promise to myself to find my wife and make it up to her.

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#1xx.JusttBoredd.xxJul 3, 2013

oh great! i really want to know what happens to Mohala.

#2tamyaglassJul 3, 2013

ooooooh I can't wait for more!!!! I've been waiting to read more about Mohala !!!

#3SimplySweetJul 3, 2013

The truth comes out about where he really was when he disappeared for a day- He was actually at the hospital with his son.

I'm glad you bring Mohala back, can you bring back Vera? Vera was my favorite wife!

#4mastazenJul 3, 2013

Great story , but how in the word do guys think there is a right time to tell someone you're having a baby by someone else. WTF. i wanted to smack him.

omg Good story

#5mastazenJul 3, 2013

This dude failed as a husband the night he cheated! SMH!

#6starmoonlightJul 13, 2013

omgosh this story is awsome it is i cant wait for more i love this book its 2 awsome u should be in the records mohaloa ahould have slapped the white off him and turned him black when i found out he cheated i wanted 2 do that plus throw his stuff out the window and put it on fire \:mad\:

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