Revenge is a dish best served cold but often we get it wrong! We are usually too hasty to deal out justice especially when we are angry meaning we do not think straight. I had just used my power and influence to punish someone who I actually believed now was innocent. People don’t get this but lawyers are powerful. In fact of all the professions such as doctor, teacher, accountant, engineer etc when it comes to sheer power and influence nothing beats a lawyer! Why? Because we know everyone’s secrets from the highest to the lowest and we know everyone from the most powerful to the common criminal. Moreover, we can defend people, imprison people, make people and break them down again. That’s a lawyer. We are not gangsters but we can influence them, we are not politicians but we can make them cringe, we are not policeman but guess what, even cops need a favor every now and again and its usually legal. That’s power! I had just abused mine in such a way at the moment I could not help but think I will never ever forgive myself. Some crimes though make us go back to our basic nature as humans. We lose all sense of empathy and want to act as much pain as possible. Its just whom we are.
Khanyi was up to something I thought at that moment. I asked the station head that the prisoner be put in a more secure environment where no more harm should come his way. He had already suffered enough. He did not question because like I said, I have power. Power is exciting that’s why we all wish we had it. The ability to bend people to your will is such an amazing feeling but that’s a story for another day. I walked out of that station all dazed and confused. What now? What next? I decided to go to stadium on main because there was a club open. I needed to sit down and think without my wife or family. Khanyi was going to move in. Was she going to blackmail me? The way she had thrown herself at me had been a bit too easy for my liking if truth be told but at the time I had actually not thought of it like that. Look, I am not saying I don’t get beautiful women throwing themselves at me but then again Khanyi had practically begged for it. Was I the player of the one who had been played? I now had so many question. I smelled a rat of which I was part of the stench! Mxolisi Sibani what had you done! She had singled me out from the first day she met me that she wanted me so what was it about me. A lot of people might think this vein but if you are a man with a house in the suburbs, a good car as well as a good job there are women who genuinely believe you are a target worth pursuing. Everybody wants a secure future and you present that opportunity. Khanyi must have sized up or down my wife and concluded that she could take her on. That was the only logical conclusion I could come up with for now. Now the question was how to play her at her own game? I was blank! No ideas!
As I was sitting there I recognized someone. It was Bulelwa the other woman who had come with Khanyi the first time. Its funny how she had been dropped out of the crew. She was out with her friends and I was surprised because I would think she would be running around after Khanyi what had just happened. I went to greet her and when she asked whom I was with I told her I was alone. She could not understand why and asked me to join them since it already looked creepy. Turns out one of the girls there it was her “birthday weekend” so there were ending it on a bang. Last I checked people are born on one day so what is this birthday weekend nonsense. I do not think Bulelwa knew what had happened and it was not my place to tell her. I declined the invitation though but insisted that she call Khanyi.
When I got home my wife was already sleeping. I think I preferred it this way because it meant I did not have to see the look on her face on how I had failed her friend. Women like to believe that men don’t understand what a woman goes through when she is raped but we do. What people forget is that we as men are fathers of daughters, brothers of sisters, friends of females and indeed decent people with empathy for women we don’t know personally. We feel pain just like you and are often hurt and ashamed when we fail to defend you from other men whether we were there or not. My wife had looked at me as though I did not care what had happened to Khanyi if really it had happened! Of course I care! I am human. Tomorrow it was back to work for me where I had to face Lindiwe! Ah, my drama seemed to be multiplying by the moment. Lindiwe was someone I really wanted to avoid. I did not sleep well that night no lie. I do not even think I had nightmares but I know I did not sleep well.
In the morning I had a stiff neck and on the back of my shoulders I felt as though I had slept at a bad angle now it was sore when I turned. Story of my life. Asthandile was already up and ready for work. Its amazing that even with all that was going on I could not help it but exclaim at how so very beautiful she looked. This was the women I had sworn to love and protect and looking at her now doing her make up I knew why it was her beauty that first attracted me to her. I asked why she was not putting on her red lipstick and she casually said that red lipstick was for women who had run out of ideas. Its beautiful yes but shows a lack of creativity. In her new job because it was idea based she had to make sure she was always modern and on point hence red was for teenagers trying to be relevant. Besides, she said, she was in mourning for Khanyi and was going to see her later. She could not show up looking as though she was a university going to Popbottles! I don’t even know what Popbottles is but ok!
As soon as I got to the office everyone was looking at me. You know that feeling when you walk in and everyone is staring at you and whispering. What had I done now? I was confused.
When I got to my office one of my bosses came out and said,
“Sibani, my office right now!”
I could even hear the anger in his voice!
What had Lindiwe done or said?
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto
Your stories have to be the most amazing I have read in a very long time, thank you for sharing your gift.
I am a 23 year old guy and I have made two different girls pregnant. I am not even a player. The first girl we were dating for 3years and we broke up three months ago. I flinging with a new a girl and at a party we hooked up and she told me two weeks back that she was pregnant. On Thursday my ex girlfriend calls me for the first time in months and also drops the bombshell. We live in different towns so I went to see and she is five months pregnant which means I could be the father. Question why did she not tell me sooner? The other girl I was reckless I know but I am too ashamed to speak abortion. At the same time I definitely cannot afford both babies.