I found myself laughing. Right there in front of me the lawyer who had come to represent the dead man was standing at my door. I am not evil or mobid but one must appreciate the irony. One person had died and over it all this drama was happening because of it. I called my husband and he came to the door.
“This man is here for you!”
I said weakly! Weak because honestly all the age in me had been sapped out!. I knew why and for whom here he was here but I was just tired. I was exhausted.
“Yes sir who are you?”
My husband asked as soon as he got to the door! The man looked at me bemused but after the last couple of days I had had, he shall and must be strong.
“I said I am Mxolisi Sibani. I called earlier on, my firm is having me look into the murder of Mr Joseph Rakgatla!”
He said almost rehearsed. My husband looked at me and held his waist and said,
“This Joseph Rakgatla must really have been like the Son of God! Come in!”
It was a crude joke but I got what he meant because the way one man had caused such a stench in the air and was slowly ruining our lives it was quite uncanny. Wow! You have to appreciate this moment.
When someone who threatens your well being is standing at your doorstep in front of you its very difficult not to hold your breath. I know I was holding mine at this moment. He had found me so quick and this was not what I needed. I asked him to show me his credentials because I didn’t trust that Mthobisi had not left someone to monitor us. I was very scared of that man.
“What do you want?”
That was the first thing that came to my mind after he was in. This felt like harassment. I was not guilty of anything yet I was already being investigated by lawyers. He was a bit taken back by how I said it.
“Ma’am I don’t think you realize how serious this is! A man is dead and you are the only suspect! You can choose to be hostile, it’s your right but am telling you right now that eother talk to me or get the police on your doorstep!”
He had a lot to say but don’t all lawyers do.
“Firstly let the police come because I was at home when this happened and secondly, since when do lawyers investigate though? Do you even have investigative credentials?
I asked him.
“Ma’am he worked for my firm as our private investigator here in Jhb so we have to determine if this was work related or random! I will also have you know he was my friend too meaning that I will do anything I can to make sure his killer is brought to justice!”
I wanted to snap at him and tell him to leave me alone but I ran out of words before I started.i could not warn him that this line of questioning could get him killed because this would mean I was saying I knew who killed him. This was tricky. I was also scared of stringing him along because eventually Mthobisi would and could find out. Now that was scary.
“I am sorry to be rude. It’s just been a hectic day! May I offer you something to drink?”
I asked him sweetly but trying to sound tired. He said no it was fine he did not want anything. He tool out his phone and notebook and put on the table. I could not help that he had 37 missed calls and when his phone rang I saw a name, Asthandile and he hung up. He said it was an annoying clying and started to ask me questions about my relationship with Joseph. I told him all I could without compromising the truth. The number dialed again and again he hung up. This was no client shem! Probably some poor unsuspecting wife.
“Madam I would like to know what was your involvement with him?”
He asked me!
“I wanted him to investigate whether my husband was cheating?”
I said crudely. I felt Sizwe tense up due to the lack of warning. And he was right to do so but otla ba strong.
He asked me.
“Was he what?”
“Was he cheating maam!l
He said again.
“He was not but I discovered two kids older than our marriage!”
I felt my husband tense up. I knew what I was doing though. If he was going to get off our back he was going to have to be told the truth as much as possible. What if he had found some records that he had already called me to tell what he had found? If the lawyer found this imagine his reaction after that. I had to tell him.
“Was that all he found?”
He asked and looked up and said,
“I am sorry that your husband turned out to be such a sleaze. My wife, the one who you see leaving all these missed calls,”
As his phone rang again and again he hung up,
“…also turned to be a sleaze but never mind me!l
My husband intervened immediately! He was annoyed at being called a sleaze I think. Hesaid that this line of questioning was not acceptable and unless he had something to accuse me of he must leave otherwise this constitutes harassment.
The lawyer stood up and funny enough neither apologized nor hesitated. He picked up his phone and dialled calmly,
“Sir, I am the house of that lady. I don’t think the woman did it! I think it’s the husband. He had motive after Joseph revealed that he was cheating and had two children out of wedlock!”
You should have seen the jaw on my floor! Sizwe remained calm and did not deny or fight him.
He said escorting Mxolisi out by force.
“Hire twenty more investigators too whilst your are at because they will reach the same conclusion that it was not me!”
He said when they reached the door. He banged it behind him and turned and smiled to me saying,
“Let them investigate me then you are off the hook!”
I don’t know what was funny to him but I already had another thing in store for him. I had been dying to ask him before this guy rudely entered!
“Sizwe why did you call your lawyers on me like this?”
I asked him. Under the circumstances I think the question really took him by suprise!
“Are you seriously asking me that?”
He said without even looking at me.
“Yes I did! You have never hit me before and you did!”
He looked up and said that he had given me all his love and I had paid it back by taking it for granted. I asked him how I had done that but he said it didn’t matter now because we had just discussed it. He said right now he missed his daughter. I asked him again why he had put her in such a funny lonely place. He tried to explain how at the time it was a good idea but now he was doubting it.
“I still think we need to divorce because we are not going to last even with marriage counselling!”
I looked at his face!
He meant it!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto
Thank you for sharing your talents with us and also giving us this platform to share our agony.
I’ve been contemplating whether to send this to you guys but I feel since I had commented on Tumi’s problem I need to vent now! Please just allow me to let it all out guys I need to! I know it’s long but bear with me please!
Remember when Tumi was complaining about the undersized guy and I went on to say I made the decision to work with it because chances are he won’t cheat on me? Well guys I was totally wrong! It’s like the gods felt like I was daring them when I said that! Mr Noodle showed me flames shem!! After I had settled for his minion, gave him efforts to help him improve his performance, he took my lessons to use on someone else! I am so hurt, no I think I am more angry than hurt, don’t even know whether to laugh or cry for the fact that I was so sure that he would be embarrassed to be flaunting that noodle everywhere but guess I was wrong. Guess a cheat is a cheat hey, whether he got the goods to back it up or not! Even worse, he cheated on me with someone I know! Nahana I had accepted him with his worm, gave him love, respect, treated him right, even taught him how to work with that noodle and he still plays me? How does he get it right though, where does he find the audacity ya go pronkapronka ka lesonja la gae antse a le tlhomela everywhere!!!! NX!!!!
Moral of the story: Learn from me ladies, I compromised my sexual needs to be with a man I thought shouldn’t be punished for his misfortune and I still got my heartbroken. I settled for less (and I mean much much less) and still ended up with a heartache, got burnt! No more!!! From now on if your package is a joke, I walk!
What do men really want though hey? Like can somebody please help me understand?! I have had 4 relationships in the last 13 years, from the fiancé that impregnated my ex-best friend, then moved on to the douche that got me to make him salads a re it’s for his family ancestral ceremony kanti it’s for his 1st lobola negotiations to another woman (y’all should have seen me go all out ka di ingredients tsa ko Woolworths), then the prick that hid his daughter from me for over a year, then when I found out about the child I forgave him and learnt to love the child kanti I’m just a nanny nna I would take care of the child while motho a le busy le babymama even went on to make 2nd born while I’m around, and now Mr Noodle who I caught red-handed in bed with someone I know!!! All these years I have been faithful to all these punks neh, have never cheated on any of them. I guess there is no manual to a perfect relationship neh! I had taken my time to be single, got to know what I want and I am comfortable with that. Now I’ll just wait for my perfect piece of the puzzle (yes, even after all I’ve been through I still believe in love) because my battery operated handsets cannot take walks with me at the mall or listen to me or even call me or cuddle me, but they will just have to do till further notice!
Phew now that I wrote all of that I feel a tinsy bit better! Thanks for taking your time to read my 1 day diary of a #Gatvol-yet-still-hopeful #Broken #Noodled Tsaluuur