It’s fair to say I do not want to be in Asthandile’s shoes right now. Things were falling apart left right and centre! She had brought this upon herself and the only thing that had stopped me from getting rid of her was the fact that I really did love her. Nowadays people take the true meaning of what it is to be in love for granted. It’s weird really. Marriage is just as good as dating nowadays and nothing is sacred. Women cheat, men cheat and as long as there is money involved you can be rest assured your marriage will always been under pressure. I thought I had balanced it right though to be fair. Half my salary went to my wife even before she had a job and my other half was divided between household goods, the cars and policies. She was not really money hungry to be fair but it was no coincidence that the man she had cheated with seemed rich. What is it with women’s loyalty though when a rich guy approaches them? It’s like the lock that guards her secret garden is written “Free if you drive a Porsche!”. I kid you not. Once your wife has richer friends than you, you have a problem! Asthandile really had let me down.
When I entered I just looked at her. I wanted to confront her with this new evidence that I had but I could not. She had been crying again. Tears have a way of destroying a person. I am not evil. I am angry yes, vengeful yes but I am not evil. We still had to go to the doctor together for her to get checked out so that we could determine the right number of weeks. I had already made the appointment but not with our normal doctor. I chose a different doctor my wife did not even know because she had tricked me too often now. She seemed to know how to collude with others. It was then I heard the door open and shut. It was Zimasa. She was only coming back now. I am the one who had given her permission to go out and this is how late she came back! It’s 930pm for crying out loud. She did not sneak in but you could tell that she was trying to be light footed. I looked at my wife who surprisingly in spite of her tears had heard her too. She looked at me and in a hoarse whisper asked me to please deal with her because she really did not have the energy. I think she was testing too see if I still cared enough because Zimasa was her family not mine meaning if I threw her out Zimasa would have to go too! That’s another issue staying with extended family. If you divorce one you must divorce the rest. My wife said that I should not knock because it will give her time to compose herself. I had to catch her unawares so that I scare her senseless. Even in tears my wife was still a bitch but she had a point. I went to Zimasa room. I was actually quite angry with her because she had betrayed my trust. I did not knock I just open the door and went in. She standing by the foot of the bed stark naked as the day she was born but she still had her school socks and shoes on. I could see a towel on the bed so I think she was about to go shower. I froze but did not leave because I had something to say! The door was still open fortunately.
“Where were you? I am sending you back to mdantsane because you cannot be trusted!”
I said angrily. She did not even jump to try cover herself with the towel she just stood there in the buff and started pleading with me not to send her back. She said after the movie her friend’s father had come and bought them supper. Instead of taking them home he had dropped her in Rondebosch because he had to the airport to pick up his wife who had landed on a late flight. Ok now I was start to lose concentration. I was standing in front of a naked 17year old. I think it hit me properly then that this was creepy and I told her to cover up! Had she no dignity! I think she too with the shock of my entering and shouting immediately actually forgot she was naked because when I said that she jumped and said shit please turn around! Not sure what happened! She had to shave though I noted! How can a teenage girl have a rain forest down there seriously! Had no one ever told her about hygiene!
I told her with my back turned that I was disappointed in her and her aunt was going to Mdantsane soon so she will have to go with her because alone, I could not control her. She ran up to me (my back was still turned towards her) and hugged me from the back crying,
“Please don’t do this. I am sorry. I should have refused the dinner because that man was looking at me funny even. I am so sorry! I am sorry please please I don’t want to go home please!”
She begged me. I could actually feel that she was still naked! Her young boobs squashing into my back. I could feel everything. These things are not good for a man. I was actually annoyed. I told her to let go of me because this was inappropriate and she had brought this on herself.
At that moment my wife appeared right in front of my face.
“What is going on here and why are you naked Zimasa?”
Zimasa immediately stepped back and before I could actually defend her or us, my wife stepped into the room and clapped her so hard she went flying towards the bed!
“Whay are you naked in front of my husband? You want to seduce him too!”
“You, Mxolisi! Is this why you are sending me home so you can be with a little girl? Is this it?”
Had she actually just gone there?
“You are right! I am going home tomorrow and I am going to tell my parents and yours what I witness with my own eyes! She is only seventeen for heavens sake! Have you no shame! I was right in the next room!”
She went on and on! I dont know what happened! This woman had set me up. She is the one who said I must not knock and now she was saying this nonsense!
“Sisi its not what you think!”
Zimasa pleaded now covered in the towel. She was terrified and after that clap who would not be. If Asithandile was an actress this would have been her moment because she was genuinely angry. Her nese was flaring.
“This is why other man fuck your wife because you are useless! Perving over babies and…”
She did not finish her sentence because I punched her so hard she blacked out!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Dear Mr. President
The death of Senzo Meyiwa is yet another shocking act that demands your attention. I am not even a Pirate fan but when criminals are so brazen to kill high profile people whom they know will cause a public outcry it means something has failed. They have no fear of consequences because usually they get away with it. In London for example they invested in CCTV cameras on every corner and criminals know there is no running away. It is expensive yes but your people are safe and have peace of mind. You need to do something because our people, your people are dying. This is not about a celebrity dying but about the senseless killings in this country. People are coming from foreign countries to kill their wives here because they have seen an opportunity, a two year old was killed a few days ago and so many others. Just two weeks ago my car was stolen in Pretoria. There was a police car next to me and I went to him to report. For a good hour he refused to help me saying I was lying. This is a true story of which I open a case against that police officer.
Do something please! The police are not for decoration and collecting bribes! There are more police at speed traps than actually going around doing something.
Mike Nkululeko Maphoto