Never fool yourself, a woman will never love another woman’s child especially if she has a child of her own her husband is taking care of! Maybe if that woman was dead and she had to play step mother but even then, her children come first. Girls with step mothers usually tell you horrific stories and I remember in my internship we had a case of a 14 year old girl, whose step mother gave her food once a day and we had to call social workers on her. I remember thinking how can a woman be so evil to do that to a child but now I was grown and things change. I did not want to hate his daughter whom I had not even met mind you but even knowing her name was making me feel somehow! Why had he brought this monster to our house though? No man! This was just too much for me to take!
Zethu walked in. She seemed to have had the time of her life.
“Weren’t you on call?”
I asked her as soon as she walked in.
“Nope. I am in Ortho and it was a slow weekend. You look like you have been crying though what’s up with that?”
She asked me looking me in the eye. I felt kind of stupid but I could not help it as I told her the whole story. She listened attentively and asked me at the end,
“Was hiring a private investigator the wisest thing though because you are now going to open up an unnecessary can of worms!”
She kind of had a point there and when I did it I had not really thought that through not to say I was not going to go through with it.
“Right now Zethu all I want is to know whether or not there is more I should worry about. He is always out doing God knows what and before today I never minded but this thing seems to have hit me hard in the face I can’t help but feel like I slacked off and stopped paying attention!”
I explained to her. She was me a few years ago at that dinner with Lubi! She did not agree this was the way to go and I don’t blame her because I felt exactly the same way.
“It’s your choice though at the end of the day. Just be careful that this won’t blow up in your face!”
She concluded. She had to do her rounds and Orthopedics was on the other side of the building. Bones had never fascinated me but to each her own. I was doing Paediatrics, I know hey, the irony so had a full schedule. At least it will help me keep the peace in my mind.
“Good morning Doc!”
Said a happy voice behind me! Goodness not him again. It was a male nurse who seemed for the life of me to think I was his friend.
“Yes Richard how was your evening?”
I asked him to be polite. The problem with Richard was that he was always happy and expected everyone else to be happy too. I am a woman and we have times in the month when we have nothing to be happy about even if we try! It’s how God intended but to this man he would do whatever it takes to put a smile on your face. He was too much and today I was not in the mood.
“One of your children is getting discharged today please don’t forget. The parents are here already but I told them that only around ten will things move!”
I thanked him and told him I had to go. I had not seen Zethu behind me.
“That guy likes you hey and he is so hot!”
She said and walked past me! Songezo hot! No come on now! I had never looked at a colleague in that manner and besides he was a nurse and I was a doctor. The reason why women in positions of authority rarely date men beneath them is because you feel like he just wants to fuck you to brag to his friends that he shagged the boss. Men are childish really. You lose your respect. I had rounds to do but before I could even start I got a called.
“Yes I got you his contacts. His name is Jozey Rakgatla but everyone calls him J.R. I gave him your numbers so he will call you!”
“Why did you give him my number? All I asked was if you knew one!”
That was the problem with my brother! Waphapha all the time. I should never have asked him in the first place!
“That’s the thank you I get! Next time don’t call me!”
He said and hung up! Don’t worry he will be back again when he wants money! Now I had to wait for this call!
“Yes am I talking to Dr. Makgofa, this is JR I got your numbers from Kgosi he says you might need my help!”
The moment of truth had arrived. I told him that I wanted my husband to be investigated. I wanted to find out what he does in his spare time, any other kids he might have, how much debt he was in, all his assets and the like. I also warned him that my husband was well connected and in tenders so he must be careful whom he asks. He laughed and said I just made it easier because it was the powerful ones that had the easiest secrets to find because of them have a routine. I did not see what the joke was.
“How much do you charge?”
In my excitement I had forgotten that part.
“I need a r5000 deposit, non refundable and it must come from an account that is not linked directly to any account your husband has access to!”
He said confidently.
“What the hell? How will I know you won’t disappear because if I give you such money I won’t be able to prove it?”
I asked him. I was not that stupid hey!
“If you use an account your husband has links to he will know something is wrong so don’t make that mistake. I will need his I.D Number, if you can Personal Income Tax number, and his company number!”
He continued! Again I had a question, was it not his job to find out all this of which I asked him?
“Madam it is my job but it will take me two weeks to get information that you already have which will cost you more money. To cut on time and resources I need these so that in a month we should be wrapping up this case!”
Ok I felt kind of foolish. I told him I will find a way. He said I must come to his office to sign a contract this way I will have peace of mind. He was right, I was so relieved even though I figured it will be in some shady part of town. I will have to take Kgosi with me! I asked him to foward me all the details and he cut me off and said,
“I get paid on results, every week I will bring you what I have unearthed. This way you can judge the work and not feel robbed by paying for no results. Is that fair?”
He asked me of which I agreed. This was really happening. I had no shame. After he hung up I stood there in my small office stunned that I had actually sanctioned that. When my phone rang I assumed it was him again but I was more than just mistaken, it was my daughters school.
“Dr. Makgofa this is Mrs. Mckenzie from your daughter school. We have a problem!”
She sounded stern and actually angry!
“Is everything ok? Is she sick?”
I asked her!
“No she is not sick! Your daughter signed in her class register this morning and simply disappeared! Some girls say they saw walk out the gate and get into a black Mercedes Benz car!”
My husband drove a black Mercedes Benz! That idiot! Why didn’t he tell me he was taking Lintle out of school and what for? He would never take her out of school without telling me! Infact, he hated going to her school!
Fuck wait! Was he kidnapping my daughter, no I mean, our daughter?
Is that even possible?
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto
I am a 23 year old girl and I have a bit of a problem. I don’t know how to put this but I have slept with 28 men since I lost my virginity three years ago. I am not even a sex addict and I don’t crave for it but I can’t seem to say no for too long when a guy asks for it. I am trying to stop but Easter weekend I realized I had a big problem because on Friday I slept with a guy I met at the concert and on Monday I slept with a guy I met at a party on Sunday. I have a problem and I don’t know what to do. I don’t drink a lot and infact am that girl who drinks coke at a party. I always use a condom, I don’t do drugs, I have a university degree and I work. I am not from a township nor a broken home but I just can’t say no to sex. I am not religious granted but I will probably start sleeping with guys at church. Please I need help. What should I do to fix myself? I really want to stop. I have reached a stage where I feel that not one person will ever satisfy me. I am scared to identify myself as a whore because I know deep down I am not this person but look at me now. This year alone I have slept with seven guys, one my sisters ex boyfriend. I am crying now. Please tell me what to do please!
Thank you Mike for your time.