Only a person who has never seen a rape victim soon after the horrible experience would say that we should not take Khanyi now when she needed us most. I was not even sure whether she was lying or not but the reality was for now we had to protect her. I had seen at the hospital and it would take the most sadistic person to inflict that much damage and pain of themselves. Khanyi could not be lying. That much would be quite something. I saw the pain in her face when she accused me of leaving the door open, the betrayal and the hurt. I saw it with my own eyes. No one is that good and actress, no thank you.
My wife said she would not be able to go pick her up because her boss, yes that creepy dude, was making her do Khanyi’s work as well because they had a huge function coming up. It was their marquee function of the year meaning that losing Khanyi would be a massive blow. She asked if I could go pick her up for her because she could not come back alone. This was what had gotten us in trouble in the first place. This time I protested and my wife pleaded with me saying it was the right thing to do. I asked if it was not better if a woman went and she said no. I asked her if her parents, Khanyi’s parents that is, knew what had happened and she said no because she did not want to be victimized. She said Khanyi’s parents have been on her case about getting married for a while and this would just add the pressure to the situation. That argument was weal to me I told my wife because this was a traumatic thing she needed to be surrounded by people who loved her. My wife responded by saying that the so called people that love the most are the ones who judge the most, ok fine she had a point!
As I was not going now, my wife still thought I was at work I decided to sleep. It had already been a hectic morning with me being suspended at all. I put my head down and surprisingly I slept like a baby. I woke up a good three hours later when Zimasa woke me up saying that my phone had been ringing non stop. I had four missed all from Lindiwe and the fact that my phone was not on silent meant that I must have been really tired. What did she want now?
I called her back and she asked if we could meet so we could discuss a strategy. I reminded her of how she had accused me of the crime by the parking lot so why on earth would I want to meet her. The most dangerous friend is that one who only looks out for their own interests. That is not friend and one day they will throw you under the bus. That’s how it always happens. People do not normally get it but that is the reality of friendship. Such people you get rid of as soon as possible because they will never be a good friend. On the day, if it every comes, they put you first they will always remind you of it. She said it was important she had some information about all this. I asked her where we should meet and she said rather her place for privacy. Hell no! I told her that was not going to work with me because in my head I was telling myself the last time I met someone privately she ended up almost accusing me of rape. She said she did not want to be seen with me in public and I laughed. You know how many people say they don’t want to be seen in public with someone because people will talk! Unless you are famous no one really gives a rats ass who you are dining with. I told her no. When she was ready to meet we will meet at a public place and that’s that. I hung up the phone.
I now had to drive to the hospital to fetch Khanyi. I was a tad bit late already by my reckoning but my wife had no called. Zimasa came up to me and reminded me not to tell anyone about what had happened earlier and I told her I won’t but that will have to be the last time she did that. She readily agreed. I told her we were giving her a second chance and she must see it as that last warning from me. I left for Tygerberg Hospital. When I got there she was in the process of being discharged. She said that she would have taken a cab had I not arrived. Asthandile had told her Zimasa was in the house so she would have been fine. I could sense she was still a bit sour at me and I think she still blamed for her “rape”.
The silence in the car was awkward but in a painful way. What do you as a man say to a woman who had just been raped? You feel part of the guilt. She was truly devastated. She said she need clothes at her place but she was never going there again. I told her I would go there later and pick them up. She thanked me.
When we got home I found Zimasa had moved her thinks to the upstairs bedroom next to ours. It was smaller than the downstairs one. It made sense. The downstairs one was ensuite meaning it would be more appropriate for Khanyi! Zimasa said Asthandile had called her to do that and she had changed the sheets. She also said that my wife said she had been trying to call me and she will only be back after 10pm. Hold up? What about her parents?
I called my wife and this time she picked up. I asked her about her parents because they were leaving tomorrow. She said she had already spoken to them and they understood she was busy. They asked to see Zimasa so they could instruct her one more time before they left. Lol, they did not even ask to see me!
Wait a minute, this meant, ah, exactly what I did not want!
This meant I would be left alone with Khanyi!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Thank you for reading this. I have been married to my husband for six years and dated for four. He has always jokingly said he does not like my makeup and the fact that my only choice of outfit for work or home seems to be jeans or pants. I thought it was a joke as I said it’s always hinted at in a joking way. Last week he called my sister and told her to speak to me because he is tired of complaining as my makeup is turning him off. Ten years together imagine and he says this! I was obviously hurt but it got me thinking that maybe he might be having an affair because why would I suddenly not be attractive to him? I don’t even put that much make up in the first place!
Please advise on what I should do.