Apologies for the mistake in the chapter on Monday. Let’s see if we make this work.
The shopping went well and I got what I needed. A Mr. Price bikini is the same as any other bikini I guess. It covers all the essentials so we did not spend so much money. Khanyi was bored, she wanted to go home. Girls being girls some guys offered to buy us drinks. Khanyi wanted to but I did not want to piss off my mother, not today. I needed her to be happy with me so as to make my going a bit smoother.
“I don’t what I am going to do now because I can’t stay at your house and I can’t go back to res either
Khanyi protested when we went home.
“I told you to make peace with your step mom but you have been insisting on fighting with her!”
I reminded her. It’s nice to do thing when you are school because they are easier to get away with. The problem is when reality hits there is no turning back from that. That was what had just happened here. She could not go home because of the funeral fight so now she was stuck.
“I don’t want to make peace with her. I don’t think you understand how it feels knowing that woman is now my de facto mother!”
She said irritated because I had brought this up again.
“Well it’s not going to change the fact that you are unhappy? So what are you going to do because tomorrow I am leaving?
I asked because up to now she had not said what her plan was.
“I am going to ask your mom if I can stay!”
I loved Khanyi as my friend but this thing she was doing was going to backfire on her.
“Yeah you can ask her but friend listen to me, go home! Try to fix things!”
I told her. She did not respond. She just looked at her phone.
“I think my phone has a virus! There are some numbers I swear I had but I can’t find them!”
She said out loud.
“Is it? Like whose?”
I asked her innocently. She was obviously talking about my dad’s number but now I could not say I deleted it. Why was she looking for it though?
“No its fine!”
She said. She did not want to tell me who. I had quiet satisfaction inside me because I knew my plan had worked. My mum was not home when we got home. At least I beat her home. She arrived probably thirty minutes later.
“Can I help you with the cooking?”
Khanyi asked. This girl was so obvious. She was trying to suck up to my mum.
“Yes I would like that. You should teach these lazy two that’ that’s how it’s done. Palesa, volunteering to help is not a sin you know!”
My mother side. Have you ever seen a Sugarbaby or blessee that is works hard in the house when you think all those Zamaberrie people scrub floors, please? You can’t be me and have black knees and if you think Camphor Cream will help prevent that then you not the smartest person on the block!
“Mum come on! That’s not nice! I am not lazy I just don’t like cooking! It’s not my thing!”
I reminded her.
“So what’s your thing Palesa? Let’s do that then!”
She said and I laughed nervously because she was putting me in a corner.
“What time is Neo coming?”
My mum asked me.
“It was your plan with him not mine so I don’t know!”
“Can you call him and find out?”
She asked me.
“You don’t seem too happy with that though? I am making an effort here and you not meeting me half way!”
She complained. I guess in her own way she was but that didn’t make it right for her to invite him.
“I can see that mum! I will call him!”
I called his phone and she stood there hovering over me. When he picked up I immediately said,
“I am standing with my mum and she wants to know what time you are coming?”
I told him. Fortunately he knew that he could not come so I was obviously hinting.
“Ah can I cancel. I am still busy but I will get back to you!”
He said. I did not give him a chance to talk further I immediately hung up!
“He is not coming mom. I am sorry!”
I told her. At first she just looked at me then she eventually spoke.
“Why did you cancel him to come?”
My mother asked clearly confused by it all.
“He had things to do and because we are going away he had to go to Vaal to get some things!”
I explained to her with a straight face. The best liars in the world do it with a straight face that’s why the president never gets away with much. You can’t laugh when you are trying to lie I mean who does that.
“Oh ok that makes sense I guess but I really needed to talk to him about this trip!”
“So this is what this is about, the trip? But mom let me go and let loose. I want to go back to school next week with a clear mind so let me be!”
I told her laughing because if I had not laughed it would have been taken as serious and I would have been in trouble.
“Go back to school? Are you serious? I don’t mean to be a cynic but this academic year is lost! If you fail the exams do you think they will give you a second chance with all the trouble you have caused?”
She asked me. I was not having this conversation again that’s for sure. I immediately brushed it aside.
“Mum when last did you go on holiday?”
I asked her. My mother had never been the getaway person in spite of all her affairs. She was pretty much local and preferred to come home. On sleeping at home you could not hold that against her.
“I don’t know! I hate holidays because the idea of sleeping in a bed that someone else slept in gets to me! No matter how many times they wash those sheets; they don’t wash the mattress now do they?”
She asked me. I laughed because whilst she was right I had never thought of it that way. You see all these girls who post their pictures on Instagram when they are in a hotel and not once do they ever ask themselves how many people had sex in that bed! The number must be crazy.
“Mum I am sure they clean the beds too!”
I said. Funny enough I think she was actually in a good mood.
“You said dad was coming again today what happened?”
I asked her.
“I don’t know?”
She said shaking her head. She had this sly smile on her face as though she was up to something. Boitumelo walked into the room at that moment.
“Mum I can’t find my memory stick! I know I left it on my table and now it’s gone!”
She said complaining. My sister when she felt the attention was not on her would find a way to make something up, even my mum knew that.
“Come I will help you look? It’s probably in your room anyway so don’t stress too much!”
I was left with Khanyi-.
‘Since when do you cook?”
I asked her and we both laughed. She was those modern girls who said that should sill never do house hold chores. It got dark very quickly. Just before Generations started Sam called and said he was at the garage. As my mother was looking the other way I snuck out to go meet him.
“Sam, what was so urgent that we had to meet?”
I asked showing him that I was confused. He drove round slowly.
“Why were you in hospital and don’t lie to me?”
He said coldly. His tone was that of someone who knew something and I could tell he was unhappy.
“I collapsed nje that’s it!”
I told him.
“I want to take you to my doctor so that they can do a thorough check up!”
He told me without asking me.
“In fact I will make the appointment for tomorrow!”
“Tomorrow I have a family trip to Limpopo. We will only be back at the weekend!”
I told him but he was not budging.
“Tomorrow we go see my specialist or we break up! I don’t like being kept in the dark!”
He said. I got it now, he thought I was pregnant and now I was hiding it.
“I have hectic period pains I must get a pain killer at least!”
I told him as we approached the garage. That threw him off slightly ad I could see a smile on his face.
“So you not pregnant?”
He asked me.
“No I am not! Why would you even think that though?”
I asked him, I could see his relief.
“No it’s what I heard.”
He said looking a bit sheepish now.
“You must fire that person who lied to you because they just love to see you not happy. Speaking of doctors though, I was not to go put those 6 month contraceptives. I don’t want to go to a public hospital, I want a proper place! Can you help with that because it benefits you?”
I asked him. He readily agreed. In his head I had said we would be having sex without a condom. I think after Dubai I would be done with him. We bought the pills and I bought a chocolate. I then said bye and walked home.
When I got to the house I found my mother standing at the door.
“Where are you coming from?”
She asked arms folded across her chest!
“I went to the shops I needed Panado and a chocolate. My head is sore!”
I told her as I pushed past her. I am not sure if she believed me so I didn’t give her chance to -interrogate me.
At least tomorrow I was out.
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Thank you for the daily doses.
I met at a guy in 2012, when I met him his baby was a few days old and I found out through digging around and he said he broke up wit the baby mama,I didn’t see a problem with that, we continued dating and had a very good rship until I found out the is another baby with the same baby mama. We broke up and I took a break, but some how we got back together and suddenly now he has another baby with the same baby mama 3rd child and what hurt me more the it looks like he got us pregnant the same time unfortunately I lost my baby and got pregnant last year and another boom!!! The third baby’s birthday is day before my baby’s bday. So last week went through his phone because ever since I found about the 3rd baby I wanted revenge so I got the number of this baby mama and we spoke woman to woman and we confronted him I decided to leave the relationship but he made it clear to the baby mama of 3 he wants me. Now the lady hates me like its my fault and I was a victim like her and when we spoke we decided we going to raise our kids and she now says to me she doesn’t work and when we met to go confront the guy she was going to buy nappies at Pakistan shops like she made it my problem. And we were both victims I honestly thought they broke up and I feel bad about it and whats worse the guy has still cheated us both and she knew that all long but kept making babies by him.
How do I reach out to her and tell her that I ddint know or should i JUST LET HER BE?