Growing up we all had that friend who had to leave early from playing because his or her mother was that strict and controlling. We all knew that kid that used to day, “guys you don’t know my mother!” Well I was that kid! My mother could cause a scene that even the craziest of people avoided. We never haad service delivery strikes in my section of Mdantsane because my mother was the one who would go to the municipality and get things done. Who needs an army when you had my mother. She had a temper like no other and a mouth that would put Julius Malema to shame! That’s my mother for you and now she was in my office where I had just met with my boss whom in his own way had given me a warning. My wife knew my mother was petrifying on her best day yet she had brought her here. What the hell? To my work place. Whether you are educated or not, it’s within us black people to want to stare and all my colleagues who were black were staring. Thsi was not good. You build an image around of being clean cut but when the rurals come that goes away in an instant. I thought she was at Khanyi’s? When did my wife get them here? I bet you she had used my money the one she had stolen to fly them in.
I said trying to look excited but much as I tried my face I am certain looked like I was constipated after eating guavas and on the toilet seat!
“Hlale phantsi ngoku!!!”
That was my mum and she was not sublte in how she said it. She was seething. In English she had said,
“Sit down now!”
My mother had just told me to sit down in my own office. I sat down so fast that’s how much fear I had in me. Even at my age I still said, you don’t know my mother! I was hungry earlier on but now I was fine. My mother had that effect on me. Asthandile’s parents seemed to have a look of glee on their faces. You know when you have someone you dislike and you see them put in their place there is that look of gratification that comes with it. That was what they had. I am sure their evil hearts were doing catapults of joy. Why do we have a love hate relationship with in laws though! When you marry their daughter they are excited that their child was not one of the many that will never see the alter unless as a bridesmaid. That was them when they knew she was marrying a man who could afford a wedding without taking a loan. However, I think they thought they will be getting money from me every two weeks simply because I was a lawyer and they had gotten.a rude awaken. I fell from being an amazing son in law to a stingy abusive son in law in their eyes! Some parents really think that son in laws should be banks.
I looked at the woman who was supposed to be the love of my life. Asthandile was crying. Wow! This woman was on some other level. The sad part about this even now was that seeing her in tears like this broke my heart. Was I that weak? Was I like all those women who stay in abusive relationship simply because they are in love?
“Listen here, we did not send you to school to be one of those men who beat up women tata!”
My mother said. She called me that as her way of showing me respect usually but in this case it was meant to be a way of making me humble myself!
“How do you hit a pregnant woman? How really then want to divorce her after that? Where did you learn such things? When you brought Asthandile home you asked us to love and protect her like she was you so now here we are! We are protecting your marriage!”
I felt like aa child. I opened my mouth to tell my side of the story but before the words even came out my mother spoke!
“I don’t want excuses! You know me, next time this beautiful wife of yourss complains I will come back here, strip my clothes in front of everyone and cause a scene that will make those shit throwing fools proud!”
Firstly no! I did not want to hear my mother talk about stripping. Secondly it took me a second to realize what she was saying. She was talking about those protesters who have been throwing human waste at the madam and her government. Finally I doubt she would actually do it but she was serious about one thing, causing a scene. My mother does not make veiled threats. She is very blunt and for as long as I have known her aka from birth, she is good on her word! The woman is scary and fearless. Note how my father had not said a word through all this! Yup, now that’s a kept man! My father was I am ashamed to say terrified of her.
Ahem! Someone else finally cleared their mouth. It was Asthandile’s father.
“Please my son, take your wife back and go fix your yourselves. Just because at work they said you are moving overseas does not mean you should leave her behind. Your success is her success!”
To him I wanted to explode! Is this all he had heard! What about her cheating? The bastard child she was carrying? What about all that?
“I am so upset I am not going to sleep here. I will sleep on the bus!”
My mother said turning to everyone and stood up. I did say she was so dramatic.
“Please don’t make me come back!”
She said and actually walked out. My father finally found a voice but not towards me. He spoke to Asthandile and her parents and told the parents that they were leaving but Asthandile must stay here! They had done their part.
Stunned now! I was left alone with Asthandile and I wanted to explode. Then I remembered,
I still needed all that money for the police and the only one who could help me was the same witch who had stolen it. I swallowed the grapefruit sized lump in my throat and went in front of my wife and said,
“I am so so sorry my baby. I am so sorry. Andazi what got into me. Please my wife, my life, please please come home!”
I was on my knees. I actually had tears coming down my cheeks. They might have been fake but the thought of jail can make an Oscar winning actor out of you just ask Pistorius!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Thank you for the great stories, its become part of my life and a very interesting life lesson experience.
My story is very long but im gonna try to keep it short. I met my boyfriend when i was in grade 11 ,2010. Our relationship did not start off on the right foot, i had trust issues but during that time he was always patient with me. Things got worse wen i had to go to varsity and he travels a lot, but we`v always had a way to make it work even with the distance. Last year i got a call from a girl who told me they`v been seing each other since 2011, when i asked him he admitted and said it was an on and off kinda thing and that he will break it of with her. I broke up with him cos i was really hurt and i love him. This year in january we got back together but then i found out that he was still seing this girl in july. i stopped talking to him as i needed time off and i wanted to see if i could get over him cause i never imagined my life without him. i really love this guy. we have started talking again now and he says he wants us to give love one last chance and that he will do things right. i believe he means it and that he has learned his lesson. but im scared of being hurt again. am i setting myself up for disappointment? do people change? I need advise from you fellow readers.