Memoirs – Chapter Seventy Nine

What kind of disrespect is this for a man to enter another man’s yard and have the nerve to even go close the gate behind him like it’s his? Worse this so late at night with the intention of sleeping with the man of the house’s wife, in his own yard and in his yard? Either this man was built like a wall or he was just born plain stupid. It did not matter though because either way I was going to teach this man a lesson, I was going to beat him up until he could tell me why a hyena can laugh yet it can’t even smile! Hate me for my own indiscretions but I had not gone to another man’s house and committed them. Usually it is generally agreed that you can’t really hate the person your wife is cheating with because they are not the problem but with him I was going to make an exception! He had balls of steel! He had entered my yard with the point of doing what? Lol, yes I must laugh because this man….

I walked up behind the car and the way this man was so comfortable he was not even bothering to check his mirrors to see what’s behind him. I swung the bat so hard and when it crashed into the driver sides window he jumped in his seat as the glass flew his way. Shutter proof my ass! Ti was certain that the glass would cut him as he had had no chance to cover himself. At the moment I did not care though! How door he disrespect me like this! That’s the problem with most people, allowing other to walk all over them like. Not me! Not today. He had not seen this once coming. I was not even shouting. That was for him to do. I used the point edge of my bat to jab him hard from outside the car as obviously I could not swing it as long as he was in the car. The third attempt at jabbing hit the spot as I I got him right in the rib. That must have hurt. He came out of the car screaming what on earth was I doing. He said he was here too see my wife and I asked him why. He hesitated and to show I was not playing I swung my bat hitting him on the arm. He whelped and jumped up in pain but I did not care. I told him to sit down, keep quiet to calm himself down to tell me what happened after the party.

I told him to be very careful how he answered me because I already had some of the answers I wanted. I also warned him that Asthandile would be joining him there on the driveway very shortly so he better talk quick. Yeah when you have a weapon in your hand you look very scary. He was in too much pain now. He said that Asthandile was at the party and they had gone home together. I asked him if he was not married. Where was his wife! He explained that she was in Jhb and begged me not to kill him because he wife was pregnant with his second child. I think he thought that would draw sympathy but it did not. Made me even angrier! I hit him again and told him that was for cheating on a pregnant woman. I spit into the ground and said sies! A pregnant woman for me is vulnerable and must be protected. Even the harshest of men stand up and give up their sits on the bus for a pregnant woman because we take care of them. Most men cheat on their wives when they are pregnant which really is unfair! Fuck, I hit him again for that!

“Did you fuck my wife! I want you to answer carefully. A yes or no answer. Any word that is not yes or no will get you a beating!”

I said standing full upright now! This was the moment of truth.
“Yes! Yes sir I did!”

I was now sir! This loser had fucked my wife. I lost all the energy in my body. I had intended on hitting him again but that yes just punched the air out of me! I acted as though I was going to do it again so I could ask him my next question.

“Was that your first time?”

He did not even hesitate to answer as the fear of my bat was a great motivating factor.

“No it was not sir. We have been sleeping with each other from the first week she started working at the company!”

There you have it. We both had not heard Asthandile come from behind. Infact we only knew she was behind me when she said,

“You stupid moron how can you tell him that! Baby I am sorry I can explain…”

She said running towards me! I raised my hand and backslapped with my hand. With her momentum (as she ran towards me) and mine that sent her flying to her man on the ground. I never wanted to hit my wife but the anger and the frustration in me from all this made me do it instinctively. From the first week imagine, she could not even close her legs for one week!

“Go report to the police, do whatever you want but do not get into my house because I will kill you!”

I dropped the bat and I walked away towards the house. She was screaming baby I am sorry even when I closed the door and went inside!

****The End****

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Michael Nkululeko Maphoto

Dear Mike
I have been fascinated by these revenge vs walking away stories your readers have been debating. This is an opinion letter. I am male. I believe that as long as women sit back and wait for their men to cheat on them with usually dumping him as their option they will never get us in line. I used to cheat on my wife with quite a few people. I don’t know how she found out but she did not say anything. She gathered her evidence including texts and nude pictures one of the woman I was cheating with had sent me. Then one day she cheated on me with a so called friend of mine that was actually quite close to me. When she had done she came and told me that she had cheated on me and she was not sorry. She told me it felt good to have a new man inside her etc. Imagine my anger. I wanted to strangle her. She then took out her evidence and much as I was angry at her (probably still am) I realised that I had opened the door for that in our marriage. I can testify before anyone than in the five years since that I have not cheated on my wife. I pay attention to her because that pain I felt knowing that she was capable of doing exactly what I could do was too much to bear.

This brings me to my point, there will be people who will say her cheating too makes her like me or that she used her body to be a slut etc. I saw this in the letter of the girl who slept with brother of the guy and best friend. Firstly it’s her body. Why do we judge how someone uses their body as they please? How many men will you dump and date before you realize that this cheating business is a pandemic of which at some point you will have to settle for either being alone or that one man whom you will try and fix etc. How many guys will you have slept with to reach that conclusion? My wife I am ashamed to say slept with that one guy and yes even talking about it hurts but to this day I tore the line. Most men cannot even picture their wives cheating because she simply ain’t that clever to hide it or she is too much of a saint\church person to even contemplate it. This is what we as men tell ourselves. I am the boss of her that’s why I can get away with. Women in turn allow men to do this because even the ladies who will read this letter some of you have allowed a man to cheat on you and all you did was either dump or forgive without consequences. It has become a vicious cycle of which mostly on the receiving end is you the woman.

My wife said to me the day she cheated and I will never forget this,

“That anger and pain you are feeling is how I felt when I found out about the other two women you have already cheated on me with!”

Thank You

J.R.M.