Memoirs – Chapter Eighty Four

I can’t remember much more that happened that dinner. Who cares about it anyway I had bigger fish to fry! I made lots of conversation that’s for sure and pumped them with alcohol. In fact the dinner finished towards midnight. I had cigars I had gotten from a client and I am not a smoker but what the hell. We all went outside by the pool and took a puff or two. The guy she had come with suddenly had to leave. He got a phonecall, I won’t speculate from who and he said his goodbyes. Khanyi had ridden with him when she came but we insisted she stays. Maybe he was going in the wrong direction because she did not argue much on going with him. When he was gone and only the three of us were left again I thought of confronting the two of them on what they had been doing but there was no point to it. I actually needed to consult a good divorce lawyer as I had never been an expert at breaking up. I loved too much to be a heartbreaker. They started asking me about Paris of which Khanyi asked my wife if she could come visit. My wife obviously feeling like the woman of the hour was making all sorts of promises. The wine also had taken its toil so it was good funny conversation but no matter how much I drank I was still incredibly sober. I was pretending to be happy with them but I was not. These women thought I was a fool.

When my wife went to the bathroom to pee, I stole a kiss from Khanyi and fondled that ample bottom. She was wearing a longish skirt, one of those that go just below the knees and it was loose fitting meaning I got to enjoy the full jiggle. She did not protest at all and in fact was the one to say my wife was coming let us stop, we will do it again when she goes. So she was still in? What was her game plan this woman? My wife came back and said that they wanted to go buy water at the garage. It was not far, probably 400 meters away. I was not going. I told them that if they wanted they can go out on the town even but I was not leaving. They can drink water from the tap, it won’t kill them. There are people who think tap water is dirty but it’s only in their heads. My wife was one of them. For someone who grew up in Mdantsane were burst sewage was a common occurrence she surely felt herself a bit too much! They left. I did not call because I was relieved even after 20 minutes they had not returned. I slept so peacefully that night. I knew she would probably have been out there celebrating a victory she had not even achieved but now she knew she had to kiss my ass. The problem with most of the best laid plans is that usually something always happens to stop it… simple as that!

In the morning I did not ask were they had gone. I think I heard them come in about an hour after I slept but you know with sleep time is often muddled up. My wife begged me not go to work that day but I just looked at her. I think she thought I was angry because they had disappeared. She immediately said that they had gone to Khanyi’s to pick up a change of clothes for her for work. So Khanyi was here again? She said that she had a hangover though and called her boss to take the day off as well but later on was going to pick up a sick note! I told her that I will at least work half day because I had things to do. Paris won’t happen if I stay at home so I must be seen to be putting in an effort. I made sure that again I did not eat her breakfast which she had so painstakingly made. No matter how modern we get, women are still judged by the cooking. We can speak equal rights, CEO women etc but not being able to cook in a woman is a no no. Yeah I said it! The brave ones will call it sexist but the realists will ask, if you can’t feed your own children by your own hand then what’s your worth. Asthandile was putting effort into her cooking for me lately but didn’t really give a rats ass, she must go cook for her boss!

When I got to the office I waited in the parking lot for another car to arrive. Lindiwe’s car! It was time we had a conversation and I was prepared for it. Whatever she had to throw at me I was ready. She had too much drama! Sitting in the car my wife called,
“Love I am really sorry for what I did. I messed up big time and I know you are still very angry at me. I love you. Please find it in your heart to forgive me. I am handing in my 30day notice at work.”
She said. I just said ok because Lindiwe’s car was pulling in. As soon as she parked I walked to her and knocked on the window which startled her in the process. She was pretty annoyed by it. I asked if I could come in and she said in a snappy tone.

“Lindiwe what’s wrong? Why do you like this cloak and dagger nonsense everytime you want to see me?”

I asked her. I had a point. This woman behaved as though she was a spy. She could never be upfront or make an appointment.

“It’s how I am. I needed us to talk about something important. I am sorry about how I approached it!”

She said. I told her it was ok I was here now so let’s talk.

“I think I am pregnant and because you the only person I have slept with in eons you are the father!”

The first thing that came to my mind was that my wife should never find out! Why?

I had not even started punishing her. I was not even worried that I had made another woman pregnant!

Lindiwe started crying!

Women!

When we had sex you were not crying yet when you get pregnant you cry? Like wtf!

****The End*****

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Michael Nkululeko Maphoto

Dear Mike
I was a married man and am 37. I had been married to my wife for 8years and twice that I know off she had cheated on me. Once when our only child was three I came back early from work. I normally got off at the bottom of the road on the taxi (soweto) but that day I got off at the top. I found her sitting in a car with some man and his hands were on her thighs. I beat the crap out of them both because I knew the man as her cousin (which I am certain was a lie). She had me arrested for assault then dropped the charges. The second time was two years back. There was a street party. I was supposed to work night shift but something was broken at work meaning I was not needed. I had left at 5 and was supposed to be back the following day. I came back at 9pm. The party was two houses from my house. When I got home I found my wife at the back of my house kissing another man I did not know. He ran away. I did not beat her this time. I took her to her parents and you know how in Soweto we all leave next to each other it was odd because the parents acted as though it was my fault, I was working too hard.

We were married in a church and I had never cheated on her. She accused me of late hours and cheating on her which was not true. I broke up with her (not divorce) and went to leave with my friend (male). I would come every weekend to see my child and she started denying me that too. I married her for love and I loved her but she did not seem to care. Eventually I divorced her entirely. Now I am dating someone from my new church and my ex is causing problems. She calls everyday shouting at me or when she can my new girlfriend. The new girlfriend has opened a restraining order but I feel is on the verge of breaking up with me because of my ex.

Please advise as to how to move on from this woman.

Thank You
Kabelo