Whose loyalty is more important, your friends or your mother’s? I ask this because I know for a fact, without reasonable doubt that if I told my mother I got the job she will most certainly tell me that screw Aurelia. Whilst parents my respect our friendships, our friends are not theirs and I would totally understand where my mother was coming from. I ignored the call because I was not sure what to tell her. I really needed this job. People don’t get it. Loyalty will not put food on the table and my baby needed to eat. I love Aurelia with all my heart, believe me I do but I also love my child. In growing up we are often told that you will learn to make hard choices and sacrifices especially when you become a mother. Usually it’s the bad friends you get rid off and a lot of girls can never figure out why some friends left them on the wayside because they are blinded by pride but usually it’s because she considered you a bad friend. Emphasis however on the bad friend part. What was I thinking? Goodness I cannot even think I had even thought of that, losing Aurelia was a no no in any books. By the time I got to the car I was dizzy thanks to the confusion.
“How did it go?”
My sister asked me as soon as I entered.
“I have no idea. I will only know in two weeks. We were so many!”
I lied. Think back. Growing up when you failed at anything you always consoled yourself by the fact that, like you, so many others also failed the same thing. It was not only you. In this case if I did not get the job they would know that the queue in line for that job was just impossibly long so it was not my fault.
“Ok cool then! We have to go home though because mom has been calling. Your mother acts as though she does not know where we are!”
She said rather annoyed. At that stage my thoughts were so far away. What was I going to do about this? Eish Aurelia! That’s the problem with these socialites, friend or not! They go through so much to look that good, go shopping and all those trips. The lifestyle they lead most of them pay for it by sucking dick and begging their so called men. When did Aurelia become this person though? Most people tend to ignore what they have to do and pass fake comments on how good they look on social media. Ask yourself this, how do they get so many comments on Instagram and so many different expensive outfits when we all know they are unemployed? That tells the story right there! Had I been a fake friend then to the one person that had had my back? When does one intervene especially considering I knew nothing about the lifestyle. If it were me I am certain at some point she would have sat me down but I had done the opposite and let her do her thing. Should I confront her? I was too scared to lose her though!
By the time we got home my mother had called twice more. She had not been going to work that day but they had called her in. Two of the senior nurses on staff had been involved in an accident on the way to work so she had to come cover for them. Nothing serious. She asked me how the interview went and I told her that it went ok considering it was my first ever interview. She said she will pray it went well enough to get me the job because we needed the money. I doubt she had even reached the end of the drive way though before Aurelia called and said she would come see me to explain what was up. I could hear in her voice she was not ok. This only made it worse.
I sat down after putting Amo and myself’s laundry into the wash. My sister had just left and said she was going to see her man at work. She wanted to surprise him she said. Good on her I guess. I know my sister though she takes a long time to leave the house when she is going somewhere. She has no sense of urgency whatsoever and today was no different. Amo was restless and started crying. He is like that at times. Putting him down therefore proved to be such a mission. I tried breastfeeding him but he would hear none of it. I have Gripe Water and it seemed to calm him down. My sister was still in the house. Eventually he slept and the chaos and commotion died down. My sister left but said I must not include her in supper because she was not planning on coming back tonight. People don’t understand when I say Judith was a problem! Oh well.
My mother called saying that one of my uncles would be coming that evening to discuss what needed to happen for the weekend’s ceremony. I hate growing up. Now I had to sit in such a meeting about me. I bet its different if they were coming to discuss lobola negotiations but something about the word “damages” just made it so embarrassing. I did not enjoy this at all. She insisted that I must cook by six because they could be early so they must find food ready. Now it was ‘they’? Come on now! It was not two minutes, no maybe three minutes later when the doorbell rang. I cursed my sister because I was so tired and she had her own keys. Why on earth would she do that knowing it would wake up Amo? That was so uncalled for! Judith had a tendency of leaving things when she left the house so she would come back always.
I went to open for her and guess what, it was not even her,
It was Mudenda!
“What the fuck do you want here?”
I was so angry seeing him there, with a smug look on his face and by the looks of the bags in his hands, carrying groceries!
“I meant what I said and I am here to apologise in person!”
What an arse I thought but inward I was fighting to stop myself from smiling!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto
I am 20 and a university student in Pretoria. My girlfriend and I are quite sexual (safe sex) and we like to experiment. Recently we had a threesome with a girl from her res. We were drunk but it’s something we had fantasized about together so when we got the opportunity we took it. It was the most incredible experience I won’t lie but therein lies the problem. The girl was not my girls friend but now since then there are as thick as thieves. We had agreed that if ever we lived thee fantasy it would be a once off thing and with a person distant from us. I know most people believe that men are bad but I love my girl unashamedly hence I do not want to lose her. Now when we go on dates she insists on bringing her new friend along and it’s awkward. I am becoming a spectator in my own relationship. I have told my girlfriend this and to her it’s a joke. She says she finds it sexy and cute that am jealous of a girl. She also says she only wants a friendship with this girl nothing more.
(now that I have written this down I feel even more ridiculous!)
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