When you hear that someone has killed another person, even in an accident it’s a big thing. What goes through your mind when you get out of the car and the person is lying on the side of the road, dead? It is definitely a life-changing experience no doubt because the person died by your hand. I think I had wondered for so long what had happened to Thulare’s baby mama. He had always been cagey about discussing her but with a secret like this I would be cagey too. This was big. He killed his girlfriend. I obviously wanted to ask how but the shock at the moment was so profound. There was no way she was lying though because this was his mother after all. She would never do that to him.
“Did you really say he has bipolar? He has been my friend for a long time and I have never seen any signs!” Tidimalo said to her.
“You are not his mother young man, I am. I would not make a joke about such a thing because it changes your life!” she responded to him. I know what Bipolar disease is but not in-depth. When a person who has it is not on their medication, they can relapse and suffer severe mood swings from intense happiness to severe depression. That’s my extent of the knowledge of it. Funny enough, it’s actually pretty common so it’s not like he was one in a million who had it. I grew up in the digital age, I immediately went to Google to check the signs and symptoms. They were talking to Tidimalo so it gave me the breathing space I needed. I am a fast reader in any case. All in all the thing I wanted to see was that he is not dangerous. That’s all and indeed it says so. I think this now questioned my loyalty to this guy. Not only had I cheated on him with my ex, he was also my cousin. Those two aside now he was a murderer too! What the hell?
“Please tell me what happened to your ex-daughter-in-law?” I asked. I was taking chances because I was not sure she would tell us especially in front of people like this but she didn’t hesitate.
“It’s not too long ago that this happened. He was having one of his days when she called me. He had just started working so he was staying in the backroom of the house. I went to see what was wrong. He was very depressed. I asked her to drive him to the hospital and I would follow. I can’t drive. On the way there they fought and he pulled the steering whilst she was driving. They hit a bus”, she explained.
“How do you know he pulled the steering?” I asked, because if she was not in the car, the only other witness dead, how could she have known!
“She didn’t die immediately. She was injured badly. That girl suffered shem!” she said and I could see tears start to well up in her eyes. She must really have loved her daughter-in-law. How do you compete with that even if you wanted to?
“Anyway, he had a relapse last night. This is why we are going there. I remember you. I am sure now that you know the family relationship you also know that he cannot be your boyfriend.” she started to explain. This was the first time someone had actually said it out loud to me and I paid attention. My father I had ignored because the guy was a bit dodge and I still did not trust him. Her on the other hand, there was something about the way she spoke that went straight to the heart. I could not even argue.
“He is a good person but God always has plans for everyone. Unfortunately with him, the sickness is just too scary and has already shown it has consequences!” she warned. My mother came out of somewhere and my father and her went to greet her. I was left standing with Tidimalo who then said, “Dude I didnt know that about him! I am so sorry!”
I responded, “Which part didn’t you know and which part are you sorry about? That he is sick or that you hooked me up to my own cousin?” I asked very coldly. He had earned that one. I walked away because my intention from the very beginning had been to be alone. What kind of hospital was this anyway that allowed so many people to come? My phone rang. I didn’t know the number so I answered,
“Hi it’s Julius, where are you?”
It was my lawyer (feels kind of nice saying that)
“I am outside getting some air!” I told him.
“Well come inside alone. I have some good news but it’s only brief!” he said.
I walked immediately to him ignoring everyone who tried to call me to them. I found him close to the room we had been in and he was standing with the social worker.
“I have arranged for you to see Amo. I am not allowed to do this so please, it has to be brief. I am still trying to convince my superiors that it’s the right thing to do so bear with me!”
Was this the same social worker who had been so mean to me all along? Wait? Did I turn her into the bad guy in my head or something? I don’t know why I just hugged her. I was so happy. Wow! I was not a praying person but my God had answered my prayers… the silent ones!
“Nurse Lovedelia is the one that will take us to him!” she said. I had not seen the nurse since the first night but I remembered her. She was actually walking towards us and she smiled. She asked me how I was holding up as we walked to the ward where Amo was. When I got there Amo was playing by himself on a bed. He was not sick nor did he have tubes in him. This was confusing! Was he not so sick just the other day? Why were these people toying with my emotions like this?
I ran to my baby and I lifted him up. He recognized me immediately and he started giggling. I don’t remember ever being so happy in my life. My baby was in my arms finally. He was warm and soft. He had no idea what his mommy had just gone through but you know what, its okay.
“I am the one who has been taking care of him 24\7. I volunteered, that’s why you haven’t seen me since!” Lovedelia said. God Bless her. I went over and hugged her.
“As long as ausi agrees you can come see him any time. You cant stay here though so it will be in and out check-ins until this matter is resolved!”s he said in a friendly warning. I obviously wanted to protest but this was better than nothing. I wanted her on my side. Everyone stepped outside to give us space. I remembered his scent, his warmth, his touch and even the baby talk. These tears though, I could not stop them. I loved my baby so much. Eventually I had to go, I was reluctant but for fear of Lovedelia changing her mind I did not argue. She gave me her numbers as we walked out and I told her I would never forget what she had done for me.
Julius and I walked out together. He had really been a lifesaver. The social worker disappeared somewhere. We had not left reception when Agnes walked with her husband. They were holding a baby about the age of Amo. It was my… their son… Ruben!
We all stopped to look at each other. Instinct said that don’t go there, walk away without looking Faith but my heart would not agree to that.
“Come meet your child or are you scared of that too!” Agnes’ husband said. I am not sure what the tone of his voice was because it was like I was in a trance.
“Must I do this?” I ask Julius absent-mindedly and I think he said yes, I can’t remember because the next thing I was standing next to Agnes and the baby.
“She is just seeing him, Agnes. She has every right to…” the husband said. She was reluctant and I didn’t blame her. I went to her side and saw him whilst he was in her arms. Goodness if I thought Amo looked like Thulare this baby looked like me! He even has a small birth mark on his cheek exactly like mine!
“Ruben, meet your mother!” her husband said. There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice. It was then my sister arrived. She had seen them enter so I am sure she knew who the baby was.
“Is this the one they want to replace Amo with?” she said rudely and in a very hostile manner.
“Judith relax. No one is going to do anything to Amo!” I told her. I didn’t want her causing a scene, something she was very capable of. The baby started crying.
“I am the social worker assigned to them. You will all see each other properly later. For now please, if you don’t mind, we have to go. He has to be checked and swabbed!”
A lady whom I had not noticed was with them said. Of course we minded. Why was Agnes not fighting harder like she was earlier? Had she changed her mind?
“I hope you are not thinking of taking that baby. I can promise you now that I will never ever hold that baby in my arms. I will not baby sit nor will stay in the same room with him!” Judith said angrily.
This was so complicated. There were just too many people that were bound to hurt.
“That won’t happen!” I told her.
“And these people do they know how to bath a baby mara? He looks malnourished and dirty!” she said. She was not lying. He did not look healthy and that unfortunately was made me want him also!
Goodness I wanted both babies!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
You are an inspiration for us all brother.
I don’t have a letter but just want to hear people’s opinions. On Sunday some lady posted her picture on Instagram. She was with two of her friends and she claimed that they were all happily married and they married young. She then went on to say that women her age who were still partying at popbottles etc had no goals. Twitter went crazy and insulted her so much saying that marriage is not achievement? I am 27 and want to propose to my girlfriend. She values marriage and so do I. To me it’s an achievement if you consider how many women and men for that matter want it but either can’t afford it or can’t get the right person. Has the world gotten so twisted that marriage is now something to be laughed at?
Please I would like to hear your opinion. I will try attach the picture of the caption.