I am not really a party person. I have never been. I do however believe that I missed my opportunity in university. When I look back, I should have had a bit more fun back then. It’s true most girls as soon as they enter university tend to look for a boyfriend who they will babysit for the duration of university only for him to dump her as soon as we leave! He dumps her because now he has money and can afford those pretty girls he never could before! It’s true! Look at the girl he is dating now and much as you hate her if you are honest with yourself she is quite pretty. It does not bother him if he left you pregnant and this is the sad bit, you are left taking care of the baby he left you with at times not even completing the studies you came there for in the first place! Looking back now I get to shake my head when I look at these little girls who forget that the first and only thing they should focus on in university is getting that degree! Nothing else matters! Being a single mom really plays mind games with you and this braai hopefully will allow me to breathe a little and share a few laughs. I did not know where Milpark was so was rather thankful that it was settled they would pick me up in Sandton. I hated getting lost! In Johannesburg you always feel like if you get lost you will get robbed or worse!
When we got there there were already a few guys there. Benmore is not as fancy as I had been made to believe. I am rather shy so I asked Aurelia to do a group introduction this way I won’t be forced to greet each person there. We went into the kitchen and there was a girl that was spicing the meat. Aurelia called her and said,
“Thandeka meet my friend Faith, Faith this Thandeka Mkhize!”
The girl smiled at me and I couldn’t help but notice how pretty she was.
“Pleasure to meet you! Sorry I can’t shake your hand…”
She said showing me how spicy her hands were. There was movement behind us and it seemed to capture her attention and she said,
“Baby come meet my friends friend,”
I turned to see the most beautiful man ever walk towards me. I kid you not by his looks alone he was the kind of man who could make you fuck him without even asking for it. He was Nigerian no doubt, muscular without looking like those gym freaks, more like athletic and I am sure I felt my panties moisten. He was hot!
“Abedi, Faith, Faith, Abedi!”
She said. I offered my hand to shake and he instead hugged me and said in this rich accent,
“Welcome to our home…”
Turned to Thandeka and said,
“Yum Yum I am going to get more meat I don’t think it’s enough!”
I didn’t hear that correctly, did he just call her Yum Yum! I blinked two or three times because I have never ever heard someone called that! Who cares though if the man looks as good as that he can call me a goat and I will still smile? I could not help but look at him walk away! This was sinful I swear but he was magnetic.
“He is hot right!”
Aurelia said seeing my stunned face and fortunately stopping me from gawking!
“I had the same reaction don’t worry no wonder Thandeka does not invite us often!”
She said. I was so embarrassed but Thandeka did not seem to mind. In fact she completely ignored that. It must be hard as a girl having a guy that hot because every girl would be after him and we all know the dogs that man are, even the ugly ones!
“I need help with the meat! I am not used to this, back home it’s my father who does all the braaing and he even does his own spicing!”
She was saying to Aurelia but I doubt she knew much either. I told her I will help her and together we set about doing the meat. I won’t lie, in Pretoria there is large Nigerian community especially in Little Lagos, sorry, Sunnyside, but I had never actually hung out with one let alone a group. There were two other girls who came through but they were more focused on the guys than the cooking and mixing. With their expensive weaves and manicures I was certain I did not belong here. I doubt any of them had to worry about pamphers and purity like I did. It was fun though with Thandeka in the kitchen! She spoke a lot and Aurelia and her kept talking about Kevin, her friend who had been killed. Killed because you are gay! This country is deep! When her boyfriend came back with the meat it was like he had bought the whole butchery! There was so much meat! He said to Thandeka that Tiny had called him and they both seemed to tense up. When he left the kitchen Thandeka exclaimed to us,
“Why won’t that gorilla leave us alone?!”
I had no idea who or what she was talking about nor did she seem willing to continue the story when Aurelia pressed her. She skilfully changed the topic and soon we were talking about her sugar daddy chasing roommate something rather awkward considering Aurelia was there. One of the girls came to talk to us! Her name was Azania and turns out she was also from KZN and so was her friend! I was the only none Zulu amongst the girls. She was so sweet and her hair, wow, to die for! By now the meat was being braai’d and I was sipping on a glass of Nederberg Baronne! My phone rang.
It was my sister calling! Really just before I could taste the meat which was smelling so good! I reluctantly picked up the phone! This was technically my day off hence why I was not happy she was calling,
“Faith, you need to come home now! Mommy has had a stroke! I am following the ambulance!”
She said in tears!
It was like I did not hear her the first time!
“That is not funny Judith!”
I said in disbelief but deep down I knew she was telling the truth!
“Aurelia I have to go home now!”
I said turning to her and my tears already betraying the contents of the conversation!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Thanks for reading my letter. I married my husband after seven years of dating. We had always lived apart because of work and school. Last year he moved back home permanently something we had fought so hard for as he was in Durban and I was in Jhb. We got married 3years ago. The problem is now I can’t stand him. We fight so much over so many small things. I feel like I start most of the fights and am short tempered with him. I have tried so hard to stop. I was used to him coming for the weekends and when on leave. I love him dearly please don’t get me wrong and I have no eyes of any other man yet I can’t stand him. When we at work I actually miss him but an hour into getting home he starts to irritate me. My friend says I have been bewitched and so does my mother because he has done nothing wrong.
Please advise me before I harm my own marriage.