We have all done it, made an unnecessary lie to our partner which at the time seemed so easy to make. We tell ourselves that the lies we tell our partners are meant to protect them not harm them. I was furious. I was livid! Yes it means the same thing but had to say it twice to emphasize! Had she gone to see her boyfriend? On a day like this when her parents had just arrived and when she had left saying she was going to buy them food! I don’t care what excuse she was going to have I was going to teach her a lesson she will not soon forget. I called Zimasa and told her she was going with me. I did not want to be alone with my in laws and Zimasa would help be a foil. My wife had known this by my refusal earlier so maybe she was setting me up. How could she do that though today of all days with all that had happened? I was confused by what was happening and my adrenalin was already pumping. What if she had an accident? No! The police would have called already. So what was it? Would she really go see her boyfriend when I was around and her parents were in town? How bold would that be though? That’s just crazy and disrespectful! She had crossed a line right now and I was going to bring her back to order! Too much had happened for me to keep on ignoring this!
When we got to the BnB it was already getting dark meaning it was after 8pm now. They must be very hungry I thought considering they had traveled so far. Funny enough Rondebosch proper, where all the shops are and a few restaurants is literally 50m away from where they were staying. Maybe they had been too scared to go buy themselves food I don’t know and besides when you are in a new town you don’t know its not so easy to just walk around. It was ok though I had targeted all my anger at someone else so will indulge them to make things move faster! They were quite cranky but they were relieved to see me. My mother in law said she did not want to eat out but would rather we go buy food and bring it back. I think in her head she was telling herself that sitting across the table from me was not an option at this moment and I totally agreed with that. She said she will stay behind with Zimasa whilst I go with her hubby to do the food shopping. Eish, why could I just not go alone. I told him it was so close that walking was much better than having to look for parking. He said he did not want anything too solid as travelling long distances always made his stomach a bit loose. That’s old people for you! Too much unnecessary information. I decided to take him to Down South. Down South is like a burger joint-type situation, but they have everything. Their desserts are really good though and they have these lindt brownies that will change your life. He said his wife was a burger person so we bought there but for him he wanted ribs. I took him to Sticky Fingers, which has really good ribs. Its a black thing though this rib business! We love them wholeheartedly. We made small talk while he waited and he actually apologized for his behaviour. He said it was because they were tired that’s why he had been like that. The man was relieved for the food that’s why he was being nice to me. I was already irritable but I held it together and was nice!
When we dropped off the food and left my wife still had not arrived nor had she called. The more time that passed by the angrier I got. This woman was testing me honestly. Zimasa said she was tired from the long day and she was off to sleep. I told her it was fine. I had to wait for my wife. Part of me was getting worried. I finally gave in and decided to call her only to find that her phone was on voicemail. Panic was fast replacing that anger! I was pacing back and forth and kept on looking outside the window hoping to spot her. At some point I left the curtain open because this pulling it back and forth to check was no longer helping. I was too impatient. I took a dining room chair and sat next to it and waited. About two hours later her lights turned into the driveway. Dear lord! I could picture all the things he must done to my sweet wife! I was deafened by the thoughts of him making her moan and call out his name! I could picture him touch her in places only I was allowed to touch! I was blind with rage!
She opened the door and walked in. The relief was gone. I was so angry. I could not even control myself. I am not a violent man, I really am not but with the rage in me I felt my hand move at such pace towards her face. Before she could even explain I had slapped her! I never for one moment in my life ever thought I would hit a woman let alone my wife but in this one moment blinded to reason I had! She went sprawling across the room!
“Where were you? You left here saying you had gone to your parents yet you left them to starve to death whilst you ran off to see your boyfriend!”
I screamed at her at the top of my voice. She looked shocked more than anything else and it was only when I advanced towards her menacingly that she opened her mouth!
“That is not what happened… Mxolisi you hit me!”
She said in shock,
“I cannot believe you hit me!”
She sat down on the chair next to the door. I cannot believe I had hit her too and I wish with all my might I had not done that!
I could not take it back and it had happened so fast at that.
“We all tried to call you! Where were you for the last four hours? Imagine my shock when your parents called me? Why did you switch off your phone?”
I asked her.
“I did not switch off my phone. You smashed my last phone remember so I could not charge with Khanyi’s charger even if I …”
Did she say Khanyi? What on earth was she doing at Khanyi’s house? Had she followed me there? I calmed down immediately.
My wife said she was with Khanyi because something had happened to Khanyi. I did not understand and I thought Khanyi had reported to my wife. What was wrong with this woman? Seriously what the hell was wrong with her. I was going to kill her if she had confessed to my wife what had happened.
I asked what exactly had happened? She said that after I left someone had come in and attacked Khanyi?
“What do you mean attacked?”
I asked my wife,
“Khanyi has just been raped and whoever did it beat her up badly!”
Sometimes I hate this country!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
I hope this email finds you well. I have been married to my husband for 8years. We have two kids. I am truly blessed to say that my husband loves us to death. He is never late home from work without calling first. He will go above and beyond for his family. He even stopped drinking for us and now working hard on stopping smoking. With that said I have a huge problem. The first child I am certain is not his but he does not know this. I slept with my husband’s friend first before I slept with him. We were dating at the time but I did not really feel him. His friend is a womaniser and all round bad boy so I slept with him because it was fun and he made me feel good. A month later I slept with my then boyfriend now husband. I was not sure who the father was. Seeing my two options I settled for my husband. I grew to love him dearly and when our baby was two he married me. He always believed that my first child was his, he was there when I delivered him. Now that my son is older he is starting to look like his real father. I also got born again recently and this big lie is weighing me down. I have no doubt whatsoever that confessing to him would kill him.
I am a bad person I know but I did what I had to do to ensure a good future for my son and I. Please advise on what I should do?