I am laughing right now but I really should not. This girls beauty was beyond any words I have at my disposal. I looked at her and I looked at my husband, there was no resemblance whatsoever! Ain’t no way this child was his and I mean that. Her mother must have lied because the sperm in my husband cannot produce that. The man is useless. Simple as that. Now imagine what he would need to do and whom he would need to pray to to produce that. Women will not readily admit this to themselves, beautiful women intimidate us and we usually do not like them. Ever gone to the mall and seen a beautiful clearly expensively dressed woman and instinctively you found yourself frowning? Don’t lie, it happens a lot. You don’t like her for some reason but you don’t even know her and you meeting her for the first time! That’s us! I am ashamed however to admit that I could not help compare my daughter to her! I don’t think it’s crazy because it’s only natural to wish that my daughter looked like that! At work, the beautiful nurses get less work from the male doctors. It’s incredible really. In all my life I witnessed that beautiful girls are first in line for most of the good things. Even in marriage! Look at all expensive cars that drive past and are driven by younger women, you can see that most of them look like they came out of a catalogue and the men on their arms are not going to be added to the social welfare list any time soon. I am talking about married women mind you. Other women are quick to call them gold diggers forgetting that made the broke ass men are too intimidated to approach them hence why they end up with these guys. Yah neh! Nelisa I had no doubt in me that she was headed that route!
I think my husband thought I was going to jump the poor girl because he stood in front of her as soon as she entered. It was actually a bit funny. She was not my enemy but that did not mean I had to like her.
“Honey, I would like to see her please you are standing in front of her!”
I said sweetly. I never called my husband honey to be honest, only when we had guests or were in public. We had log said calling each other by name at such occasions was a bit impolite.
“Oh sorry, again I introduce this is Nelisa and Nelisa, my wife and daughter, Dintle!”
This was the second time we were doing this was it not. He was nervous I get it but now he was just acting like a wreak.
She said to me politely. I could hear the fear in her voice as she said that. I wouldn’t blame her! I had the same fear in me plus hatred and maybe jealousy.
“Welcome welcome! I didn’t think you would come wow, Lintle come closer this is Nelisa your…”
The lump in my throat as I said that. It just did not sound right. Ok maybe this was not well thought out when I demanded to see her. Ah me also, now hard truths had to be faced. Why do men put us in such positions though? Imagine living happily then he just shows with a child and tells you its his you must take care of it. Fine in this case it was not the same but it was not too different. I had just become a statistic, yet another woman forced to confront the demons of her husband. This was embarrassing.
“Mom you are embarrassing the poor girl!”
Lintle said and went over to hug her.
“Don’t mind my mom, she freaks me out too when she does not know what to say!”
She said. She had embraced a total stranger! These are the kids that go find lost brothers and sisters on Facebook! No brakes whatsover! I knew my daughter was outspoken when need be but I think I had not expected her to be so welcoming. She was a typical brat and I thought she would have been more selfish with her dad and not want to share him.
“I am your little sister! I have always wanted siblings but my parents are too busy working to raise another!”
She laughed a bit hesitantly but my daughter made her feel welcome. This was going better than I had hoped but I was going to play along until I knew what exactly was going on between her mother and my husband. How long had they been in touch for especially? He had made it seem like it happened out of the blue and I did not believe him. Men think they are so clever that’s the problem. They always think we women cant see through the cracks and his story just did not sit right.
“I am sorry to barge in like this, I am not even sure what to say…”
She said opening her mouth finally and this time she switched to English. Guess my daughter showed her this was not Bloemfontein. My husband was the most confused person in the house! He was not sure why I was being so nice clearly and it was because I was so cold towards him.
“No feel at home. Your father lives here so it’s your home too!”
I said totally lying. Sounded nice for her though I am sure. I was being sarcastic and my husband so right through it. He gave me a glare as I turned away. I was not going to entertain him.
“So where are you studying? University? Grade? Tell me everything about you I am so curious please!”
I asked her. She mentioned some school that I did not know off but I was not that interested. I asked her about her parents and she seemed rather defensive. From what I gathered they were happily married in Bloemfontein which for me was a good thing because there was no chance my husband still wanted her. At some point her phone rang and she said it was her friend Rodney calling probably to check how things were going. She said she would call him later though. It was a bit awkward but I guess Rodney would just have to understand. Immediately Lintle complained that she did not have a phone and I told her she knew why.
“Does your mom ever hit you Nelisa?”
Lintle asked her when she got back from her call. I was so embarrassed! Did you know that hitting your child is now something you consider embarrassing and people should not know about? You sound like a bad parent!
“I have only been hit once so I would say no!”
She replied Lintle!
“Lintle you are out of order!”
Her father intervened!
“What has gotten into you?”
“I am only getting to know my new sister so that I can see what we have in common! Besides, you said in this house only the truth is spoken!”
She retorted! What the hell was up with this child.
“Yes we speak the truth but don’t cause problems please.”
She rolled her eyes then turned to look me in the eye as she said,
“In the spirit of honesty, Daddy tell mom how I caught you kissing Mrs Dlamini who used to live next door!”
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Hello Guys, I’m hiv + in my 30’s I find out when I was pregnant with my dota she is 7years old now. I don’t know who infected me in my 3 past Ex’s including my dota’s father. The problem I’m facing when I’m dating the new guy I tried 2 cum clean about my status and they dump me slowly but surely** I feel lonely I need a partner and its very difficult to find 1 regarding the condition I have. Sometimes I wish if I can meet someone who’s in that same condition as I am but is also impossible**plz advise guys how can I find a partner who won’t b scared about my hiv status?