When you marry a rich man, even your family marries him too! It’s funny when I say this because the shoe fits just as well when it’s the guy marrying into the rich girl’s family. The richer family takes precedent and that doesn’t matter how big your dick is as a man. Money talks and rules over everything big and small. Your family much as their happy about your new found love they also know that if you fuck it up with her you fuck it for them too. Worse if that girl is an only child she will still be spoilt in marriage by her parents like they did when she was single. Mudenda’s father in all honesty I had not expected this. He had always been nice to me until the day his son found a richer girlfriend. Why should he care about the daughter of a nurse if he could have the daughter of a millionaire? I bet you most mothers would not make too much noise if their 17 year old daughter brings home Patrice Motsepe old as he is, as a boyfriend. That was what I saw in Mudenda’s father. His son was going to marry in a wealthy family and as a small time business man he was marrying into it too. Don’t you know that parents are gold diggers too! Yes it’s true, your parents especially if you are not as rich as others, will love your normal simpleton boyfriend until you bring home a rich man as a potential. Even your mother’s advice will change. She will start telling you about how your security is more important than anything else and how you must want the best for your kids. They start to resent your simpleton because he has no car for example and will openly compare him to the rich friend that has been dropping you off. The gold digging gene is not reserved for young women, parents are guilty of it too.
I went and waited for him outside! Smokers have to be the most abused people in the world. 90percent of the places they want to smoke at they are not allowed. Imagine, he had had to walk all the way to the corner just to get his fix. This is what I call punishing yourself for nothing. I was not about to walk to the corner though this late so I waited and fortunately for me he walked back within minutes of me getting there.
“I know who did this to you!”
I told him as soon as he got into earshot.
“How can you possibly know who it was? Let’s not accuse people simply because you have a grudge with them or something!”
He asked me a bit confused so I explained the phone call to him and only at the end did I mention that it was Mudenda’s father. His jaw just dropped because I am sure like me he did not full believe that someone could actually do that.
“This is too much drama for me! These people are dangerous!”
He said as he sat outside on my stoep.
“I know and I am sorry. Are you going to the police with this?”
I asked him. He said he was not because what story was he going to tell them. No, he was going to get insurance to replace his car and he was going to move on.
“You make it sound like you are moving on without me Tidimalo ah!”
I exclaimed. He was. There was no “we” in how he was speaking. Had that family ruined my future yet again! If they had I was going to ruin them! They are playing with me!
“Do you blame me? I almost died tonight. I am not trying to be a hero! This is not TV where I get to come back another time.”
He said clearly still traumatised about it. I don’t blame him though to be honest because now my enemies were becoming his enemies and they were not playing fair. I am certain if I was in his shoes I would want nothing to do with him too.
His mother arrived. Thank heavens she didn’t cause a scene and start crying in my front yard. My mother would certainly have woken up this time around. She hugged her son and told him what a scare he had given her. Tidimalo said he would call me tomorrow but I shouldn’t stress about that other little thing because we were still cool. Wow. He had just referred to me kissing him as little. Bury me now please!
I walked in and I found my sister breastfeeding Amo! Hello! Yes I said breast feeding Amo!
“Judith what the hell are you doing?”
I asked her angrily or confused I don’t know really!
“He doesn’t like the pacifier so I make him breastfeed because his mother never ever gives him the boob!”
She said in an attempt at humor! Ok that’s true I hardly ever breastfeed him I hate it and I don’t want my boobs to sag! My sister was a full C and yes guys loved her boobs now, wait she gives birth and they sag! She doesn’t know how this goes neh. I was too weak to fight and I am not even sure if that was ethical.
“Don’t worry, mum said it’s fine and it’s the easiest way to nurse the baby. I often replace it with his bottle!”
She said trying to explain because she could see I was clearly disturbed.
“We need to talk though?”
“Staying here is not working for me! You guys accused me of kidnapping Amo. Seriously guys. How could I even do that?”
She asked me. With all that had happened today I don’t think I was paying too much attention to her. I had even forgotten shem!
“It was just a misunderstanding Judith and I am sorry. You know mum never apologizes but I am sure she is sorry!”
My sister’s tears started rolling down her cheeks. I don’t think I can blame her though. This house seemed cursed. When one thing went wrong everything else seemed to go wrong with it.
“So I was thinking that we move out and find a place together. I will get a job and we will share rent. I have some money put aside, don’t ask where I got it but for at least three months it will be good for us and Kagiso can contribute. I already asked him! He said only if I am working will he contribute!”
She said and she was serious. She was forgetting one minor detail! The big man on her lap sucking on her tit!
“What about Amo? If we both work who stays with him?”
I asked. She had thought that through too and said we will get a nanny or one of our poor cousins to come stay with us. Her words not mine. Lol, eish, we all have those cousins whom we take in out of pretence of having a good heart but usually they become de facto nannies for free and usually don’t even pay them. It reaches a point where they end up stealing from you and you end up telling everyone how ungrateful they are when it was you who abused, underpaid and did not treat them well. African families for you.
“It’s expensive to get a nanny. I don’t even know how much I will be getting paid. Let me find out first and then we will decide! Is that fair?”
I asked her. She seemed convinced and agreed for us to call it a night.
I had no intention of sleeping though. Yes I was exhausted too yes but he’ll will freeze over first if I did not revenge on Mudenda and his father for trying to teach me a lesson!
Never mess with your baby mama because we do not go down that easily!
Hell hath no fury like a baby mama scorned!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Thank you for reading this.
I am 21 years old. I was born in a family of five children and am the second last born, 4 girls one boy. Two of my sisters were kidnapped, raped and killed when I was 15. They had attended a party to celebrate passing matric. The family was devastated by this. Three years later my parents died in a car accident coming from a funeral. My brother took us to therapy because after the sisters and now them it was hard to cope. A year ago my brother was shot and killed by the police in a case of mistaken identity. He was coming from work and they thought his car was stolen. They killed him only to realize it was the wrong person and his car was his. The family was compensated and oh, even for my parents life insurances paid out so we are more than comfortable. Am studying 3rd year accounting at Wits.
Now I am left with my little sister. She is 18 and I am scared I am going to lose her too. All these deaths have messed her up. She is promiscuous and this year alone has slept with over 10 men. I know this because we are in therapy. She says she is waiting to die too so she wants to live life to its limits. I turned to church and God when all these things happen. She is 2 months pregnant and she wants to abort because it’s messing with her partying plans. I don’t want her to abort because I will raise the child alone if I have too. There is no one left. She doesn’t know who the father is but I don’t care. We need this baby. I am so scared. I feel like my family has been punished enough and losing my sister or her baby would kill me. I can’t deal any more.
Please help me with advice. I need to keep my sister and her baby alive.