“I am so glad we could finally meet Audrey.”
I sat on my bed starring at my phone. I didn’t know what to do. Omowumi was right, I was pregnant. How could I have let this happen?
I finally started typing the message- *Hi baby. I need to talk to you. Can we please meet up somewhere?*
I waited for Dingaan’s response, and shaking my legs repeatedly. He usually responded my messages as soon as they went through. Why is he taking so much time?
Then it buzzed – *Meet me at the restaurant in an hour. See you then.* his reply seemed edgy. Is he upset with me? Does he already know I’m pregnant?
A knock came through my door. “Come in.” It was Senhle.
“I thought you will still be sleeping after working that ramp last night girl!” she said closing the door and coming inside, – “Omowumi and I are going to pick Kamohelo up from the hospital. Don’t you want to come with?”
“Oh, I would love to. But I have to be somewhere.” I responded.
She looked at me sitting oddly on my bed, “Are you okay?” she said sitting down next to me. I exhaled, – “Nothing I can’t deal with.”
“Is it Mr B.E.E? What did he do to you? You know Omowumi and I can go to his place and kick his nuts for you.”
I managed a laugher,-“No, it’s nothing really.”
She stood up, – “Okay then. See you later. I can’t wait to see my sister. She’s finally okay Barbie.”
She grinned opening and closing my door.
I was glad Kamohelo was fine. I was scared for her.
I finally reached “the restaurant” and parked my car.
I went inside and scanned around. Dingaan was nowhere inside.
I picked a table and sat down looking around anxiously. A short waiter came over to take my order. I only needed water.
I placed my handbag on the table, took out my phone, and texted him again.
*I am here already. Where are you? Please make it quick.* I pressed sent.
My phone instantly buzzed: *right behind you baby.* it read. I turned to look behind me. And it was just a middle aged, tall and slim bodied woman staring at me. She then waved at me and slowly stood up from her sit.
She walked right straight to my table and sat across me.
“May I help you?” I said. She smiled at me. I couldn’t quite figure if the smile was sincere or just bogus.
I noticed how rich and nutritional her natural hair looked. Her make up so flawless and gorgeous; and one could not avoid her delightful scent. Who is this woman? What is she doing on my table?
“You don’t know who I am?” she finally uttered. I looked at her confused. I then nervously looked around the place.
The huge eyelashes waitress looked at me from the counter and winked. I immediately looked back at the lady after realising who she was.
“Yes, I’m Dingaan’s wife. I am so glad we could finally meet Audrey.” She said. I wanted to get up and just run.
“You look terrified. You shouldn’t be.” She added observing me. I was silent as the grave; just staring at her.
After a moment of silence she said- “so, what business do you have with him today? Are you going out on another sky dining? Is he buying you a house? Another car? … Oh wait, you are pregnant.” I covered my mouth. She chuckled, – “Can’t you speak child?”
I then opened my mouth- “Ma’am, with all due respect, I-”
She laughed so hard that the entire restaurant turned to our table.
“Respect? Stop it. Just stop it baby girl. I know you are pregnant, and I know for a fact that the baby you are carrying- is not my husband’s.”
I was getting annoyed of this woman’s arrogance and sarcasm.
She treaded her head forward. She then boastfully and as if threatening, she said to me -“You are only sleeping with him because I allow it. But if you think you are going to fuck whomever you want, get pregnant, and then claim the child is his; then you and I are going to have a problem.”
I quickly stood my ground, – “this is Dingaan’s baby. And I needed to see him so we could decide together on what to do; out of respect for his marriage with you.”
She looked straight into my eyes and said- “you know I wasn’t surprised when I found out about you? Because your beauty, fake clothes, little modelling career and attitude is only temporary to him. But that’s beside the point I decided to intervene on your relationship today…”
She sighed and continued – “Dingaan cannot bear children. I make him believe it’s me with the problem; because that is how the world would look at it anyway -as if women invented procreation.” She shook her head. I didnt know what to say.
She added- “However, our doctor had told me multiple times over the years that he has a very low sperm count to make any baby, anywhere.”
I looked at her speechless. “I could even show you his medical records to prove this fact. But that would disloyal and illegal, wouldn’t it? So please, to save his ego and power in our marriage; I let him believe I’m the problem. Yes, the pathetic and the idiotic me – let him throw his stupid tantrums by sleeping with any girl he wants to sleep with. He even has the audacity to bring the bitch in my own restaurant!” my eyes popped.
I was stunned at the information she just gave me. I found myself stuttering- “ma’am, i, i-”
She raised her hand interrupting me,-“Don’t, please don’t. Just leave, and go figure out who put that baby in your oven. And stay away from my husband.”
I just sat there blank. “I said Leave!” She shouted.
I quickly grasped my handbag from the table opting to go. She then roughly grabbed my arm- “you shouldn’t be throwing your life away for a couple of secretive sex with men twice your age! I was at your friend’s show last night; you are a talented model. Why waste it?”
She then shook her head with pity and stated- “you want quick money, is that it?”
“Money won’t buy you happiness baby girl; ask me, I’ll tell you. I am married to one of the richest men in this country. And I own the most expensive restaurants all over the world. Do I look happy to you?”
She eyed the counter and added – “Money isn’t everything Audrey; talent is.” She then released my arm.
I immediately gathered the little dignity I still had and walked out of her restaurant.