With the dates given there were only two likely suspects. Umalume Rodney and this Fana character. The doctor left and I asked her which of the two it was. I will be honest I was dreading the answer to this because either way she was screwed for both men were married. She said that she was on the pill contraceptive but on the weekend she went away with umalume she had a slight flu so was also on antibiotics. She had used a condom with Fana and there had been no accidents whatsoever for it was one shag and that’s it. With uMalume because she was on the pill at his insistence hence the whole weekend they had used nothing. Why would she need to worry as she had been on the pill for a long time and never missed? But how do you get pregnant on the pill? And how do you get pregnant from a man whom I thought could not make babies if anything Benny had said was true. I knew that yeah there is a slight possibility of it but why would it affect her. I googled it and right there it said antibiotics don’t give a shit what’s protecting you they kick even an oral contraceptive out of your system! Damn! Lesson learnt. It really was uMalumes baby and this was a disaster. She asked me to leave her alone she needed to think and begged me not to tell anyone. I left her room quite dazed and confused. Now again I was carrying a big secret of which I had to decide what to do.
I grew up being told that having a child was the most ultimate gift anyone can ever wish for. It was way more than even a blessing for did the bible not say go out there and multiply. I grew up being told as a girl when you have a child you are complete and you have served your primary purpose. I grew up seeing how much even the wildest person calmed down when they gave birth. We have all watched an animal show on TV at some point in our lives. We have seen a scene were a lion stalks another animal’s offspring and regardless of numbers the mother will try fight back. It’s really sad but against all odds even animals protect their offspring. That is the love a mother should have. That is the society I grew up in. I don’t even think it’s a small town thing its universal. With that said why then did I feel that N having this child would be a disaster and the worst thing that could ever happen? Why was my thoughts inkling towards her getting rid of the child? It wasn’t my decision but I knew she would ask me for advice eventually. Would they kick her out of the flat knowing she was pregnant? My aunt may have been a woman scored but could she go that far? My uncle, the coward that he is, will he deny the child? Would Ns parents even find out and if they did would they say she must come back home?
I decided to go look for my aunt and uncle but they were still in “talks” with N’s parents. I told them I needed to go to Campus Square and it was close enough to walk. I needed the fresh air anyway. I didn’t even look for Python and Gorilla for I was so shocked by the parentage. It was as though that baby was mine. From Helen Josephs, Campus Square is about 500m away corner Kingsway Drive and Beyers Naude. On your right you pass UJ. There is a colourful residence you see called Bastion and you walk down further your reach another residence called Sophia Town. Half way in between the two residences some guy started talking to me. He was clearly a student, even had his student card dangling on his belt, wearing a sky blue cardigan in 25 degree weather. He looked perfectly harmless. Much as I wanted to be alone I was not really a fan of walking anymore. I mean since I came to Jhb I had always had someone with a car to pick me up. Moreover these parts were a bit dangerous even when streets are full because of muggings. He was welcome company. I told him my name was Sandra of which he said he was Bone. I asked him what that meant and he said it was his nickname. I told him politely that boys with nicknames were not attractive of which he said no he was Tebogo. Eish I don’t know really. Why does every South Africa boy (you can’t call them men honestly) think having an American toned nickname would make girls find them more attractive. Come on now! I only know America from tv and most likely so do they so be more original at least. See why I don’t date boys and rather men! It’s childish. Nonetheless he walked me to Campus Square. I must say minus the nickname he was the sweetest guy ever, funny, witty and even his humour was clever. You know when you are having fun time flies. Forgotten was N and her drama, malume and their issues, Gorilla and Python. It felt good to be just a girl. He offered to buy me Chicken Licken when we passed it and I laughed at myself for thinking “He can’t be serious” as I declined. Funny thing is I love Chicken Licken… Who doesn’t! He walked me all the way to Milpark and this guy stays at Kingsway.
I really enjoyed his company. I invited him up so he could set up some programs on my laptop for me. He noticed my name on the computer and asked why I had called myself Sandra. I was so embarrassed but laughed it off. He had his modem on him, a small black box, and he connected it to my laptop. I can’t remember honestly the last time I had met a normal drama free person of the opposite sex. Moreover a guy who didn’t try hit one me within five seconds. How do guys think honestly? A girls needs to be charmed and won over not this machine gun macking. Being suave and having swag is God given and 99% of you boys don’t have it. Stop trying to be lil wayne and talking funny to impress a girl. You look like an idiot. And I maintain “halla” is not a word and even “heita” sounds better! Do I look like Chomee to you when you say heita! If I don’t then i don’t look like Fantasia either! Tebogo was different and refreshing. Immediately I was putting him in my friend zone. A lot of guys don’t know this; we know you are in the friend zone from first day we meet you. You might have other ideas about how things should go but we take one look at you and we categorize you accordingly. Tough neh!
He set on the couch whilst I chatted away. I heard the key turn in the door which was odd. With N gone and malume and aunty Lynda at the hospital who could it be.
It was Benny!
And from the look on his face when he saw Tebogo sitting there he was not happy with me, him or us!
Please no new drama!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (facebook)
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Remember two days ago I mentioned Bokang who needed help with a mental institution in QwaQwa. Thank you so much to those who responded. I am happy to announce that today some very powerful people are visiting the institution and meeting her to help. A lot of people responded and to those I say blessings come when you least expect and yours will come in abundance. Friends, blog readers, brothers and sisters, if we stand together we stand for something. Never forget that. Thank you so much for making a difference.