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Why do men cheat? Do they cheat because they can’t control themselves? Do they cheat because we aren’t good enough for them? What is the real reason behind cheating? Cheating on a woman is not a nice thing, but it’s extremely bad if you cheat on your woman with a girl she knows, even worse if it’s a girl from church.
Church is a place of worship but some guys have turned it into a playground to play girls. Girls resent each other because these guys play them. Some guy from church dated a girl for a few years. Everyone knew that they were a couple, we all looked up to them, and the guy even told us continuously that he is going to marry her. They were inlove, or so it seemed. We suddenly heard that the guy was getting married but not to his long time girlfriend. He married some girl, his long time girlfriend was hurt, not only because he married another girl but because the girl he married was from our church, so she knew that they were a couple. The girl is now expected to get over it and be nice to the married couple. I personally believe it is unfair for people to expect that from her, one just doesn’t get over a failed relationship. If I were her I would find a new church.
So this Mlungisi guy was playing two people I care deeply about, we didn’t even know that Thando and Mlu were dating, but that is no suprise because Thando is a very private person. I had to confirm with Tshiamo whether or not she was really dating Mlu.
Me: “I didn’t know that they were dating.”
Thandiwe: “They have been dating for a few months now and they eventually had sex but that fool didn’t use a stupid condom, I mean who doesn’t use a condom? That guy is really stupid, I don’t like him.”
I didn’t want to discuss this further,because when they find out about Mlu and Tshiamo, it will be as if I was snooping information for Tshiamo.
Me: “Hahaha give him a chance, he is the father of your niece/nephew, so you guys need to get along. Anyway what are you going to do in my hood.”
Thandiwe: “Eish girl I’m craving some sex, and my man is at work. So I have a sex partner in your hood. I need to release some things, I can’t handle being sexually starved.”
Me: “So you are cheating on your man?”
Thandiwe: “No, I would never cheat on him. I’m not having a relationship with anyone besides my man, what me and my man is super deep, deeper than love. Having sex with someone else isn’t cheating, I’m not involving my emotions in the whole thing. It just purely sexual pleasure, then I go back home. You know I truly believed that God loves us when I began to have sex. It is the best thing ever.”
I just laughed, Thandiwe was one of a kind. She is the complete opposite of Thando, unlike Thando who was educated, ambitious, God-fearing and humble, she dropped out of University during her 1st year, she doesn’t plan on ever going back to school, she worked at some retail store but she quit after a few months. Thando often told me that she was worried about Thandiwe’s future, she didn’t want Thandiwe to be dependent on her, their parents or a man. They had an old brother who was a successful lawyer, Thando was also climbing the corporate ladder and Thandiwe on the other hand was just the black sheep of the family.
Thandiwe’s phone rang and she cursed before she answered the phone.
Thandiwe: “Didn’t I tell you to stop calling me?”
I couldn’t hear what the other person said but Thandiwe hung up after the person spoke.
Thandiwe: “This stupid boy is irritating me now.”
Me: “Who is he?”
Thandiwe: “It’s some guy I met at a friend’s braai last week, we spoke for a while then we exchanged numbers. I went to visit him at his place the next day, then we obviously got it on. The sex was good but we decided to not do it again because I know his girlfriend. But now the man is busy calling me because he wants us to hook up. He’s irritating me now because we agreed to not do it again.”
Hahahaha Thandiwe was very open about her sexual life she didn’t care whether you judged her or not. We carried on driving and I left her where she wanted me to leave her.
I went home and placed a few orders for the products I use, then I watched TV. I browsed through my phone and saw the 1st photo Philani and I took together. It was 2 months after we started dating. My mind took me to the early days of my relationship with Philani.
I was fresh out of matric, I was working part-time for a lady named Latoya. She worked as a skin therapist and on weekends she was a make-up artist for weddings and parties. This particular weekend, Philani’s sister was getting married and Latoya was going to be doing the make-up and as her assistant I had to be there. Latoya normally goes to her clients the previous day before the wedding so that she can show them how they will look with make-up on. While we were driving to Philani’s home,Latoya’s car decided to get stuck. Latoya called the bride ( Philani’s sister) to find us people to come and fetch us, she also called her car husband. The bride told us that her brother was coming to fetch us, after waiting for a while, the brother finally arrived. He introduced himself as Philani, and he helped us take our things into his car. Latoya’s man finally arrived with some guys ad they towed Latoya’s car.
We then drove to the bride’s home. The bride introduced herself as Thabile, so while Latoya was working her magic with the bride, the bride’s mother asked me to come and make some food for myself. I was alone in the kitchen, so I took time to find things, while I was busy I found the guy who fetched us earlier looking at me, that made me feel uncomfortable. He sat in one of the stools and asked me to pour him some juice and biscuits. I did as told, he began to ask me questions and he felt offended when he realised that I forgot his name. I was becoming uncomfortable so I excused myself. Latoya finally finished and Philani had to take us home. Latoya asked him to drop us at the garage, her husband was going to fetch us there. We arrived at the garage, and Philani insisted on waiting with us until Latoya’s husband arrived. We waited for a while, Latoya then decided to go outside and call her husband. Philani decided to use this time to his advantage.
Philani: “Can you please give me your number?”
Me: “Why do you want my number?”
Philani: “I want to see you after the wedding. I know that if I don’t ask you today, I will probably never see you again.”
Me: “I will give you tomorrow.”
Philani: “What if I don’t see you tomorrow? Tomorrow will be a busy day and we might not get a chance to speak.”
I didn’t respond to him, I just looked outside the window.
Latoya’s husband finally arrived and Philani said he doesn’t mind dropping me at home. Latoya was more than happy with that offer because she was tired. I was so angry that I was going to spend about 30 minutes with this irritating guy. We drove away, he was trying to make some small talk but I only gave him one word answers. His phone rang, what caught my attention about his phone call was that they were talking about God, so this guy was clearly a Christian. After his phone call I loosened up a bit and we spoke about our respective churches. We arrived at my house and he drove away, when I walked inside the house, I felt stupid for not giving him my number.
On the wedding day I didn’t get to talk to him, he only greeted me and didn’t say anything further. I wanted to give him my number but he didn’t ask. The wedding came to an end and we left. A few days after the wedding, my sister was still living with me. We heard a car park outside the house followed by a knock on the door. We thought it was my sister’s man, so she went to open the door, she came back and told me that there was a man there to see me.
I walked to the kitchen and was surprised to see Philani standing at the door. I was happy to see him, but I was angry because I was looking very shabby. I was wearing a doek,night dress, gown and sleepers. He wasn’t suppose to me like this but I was really impressed with the fact that he didn’t forget the way to my house, he took a chance and came. He didn’t come empty handed, he came bearing gifts, he had a box of chocolates with him.
From that day on, Philani and I have been member of #Loveliveshere..His softness and patience makes it easy for me to depend on him, I don’t think I will ever be able to function without Philani. He understands my simplistic approach to life and has encouraged my growth in alot of things. Although he has his faults, he gives me the most real love I know. He makes me feel beautiful, special and precious. I just love this man oh my Philani.
My thoughts about my relationship were disturbed by an sms from Philani, it read : “I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry if I gave you false hope, I don’t want to lose Hlengiwe. You are a beautiful and amazing woman I hope you will find the love you deserve. I’m really sorry Rato.”