“Dream big they say, shoot for the stars! Everywhere you look as a man we are told how to treat women but here is the reality, usually when you go all out to treat women they in turn treat you like shit!”
“Hold up, hold up you are on life radio sir you can’t swear like this!”
I was listening to Power FM as I drove home. My stomach hurt from the beating from the cop. I should have taken the cops number plate and sued them but who was going to believe. The show was a call in show and this guy had found his girlfriend cheating.
“We were perfect. When I met her she had nothing. She had a 6 month baby, a bottom of the food chain job and was in debt. She trusted no man after the way her baby daddy abused her and there I came along. I taught her how to believe again and we found love. I built her up, used my connections to get her a job she could not qualify for on any other day and all was perfect.”
The guy continued. For some reason it caught my attention because normally these shows irritate the crap out of me.
“This morning I decided that today was the day, imagine. I went and bought an expensive ring in Sandton and figured because I am such a clutz I must take it home and hide it so I can surprise her later!”
The man started crying. I am very certain the man was crying and the presenter heard that too and consoled him,
“Take your time sir; I hope you are not alone right now…”
“I am fine. Sorry about that. I decided to take the ring home because I did not want to lose it. When I got home I found she had packed all her bags and left a letter saying that she was going back to the father of her child. This is 4 years after I met her and started dating her!”
The man said and he cried, right there on radio. I listened on because I really felt for this guy. A caller called in, her name was Anna I remember this so well for she said this,
“Why did you take four years before you could marry her? Did you think your money was enough to show how much you loved her? You should have given her a ring long ago and now that someone else has come along you cry foul!”
The lady said and I could not believe it. Now it was his fault that she cheated. Now it was his fault that he bought a ring and she left him. How deep was that? I switched off the radio and stopped listening. It was not worth it. My phone rang and it was Tumi calling, my best friend.
“Dude are you on your way back?”
He asked me.
“I hope you got her numbers after all that heroism!”
He said laughing at me. Funny enough I actually did not get a good look at her but I think she was pretty. I could not even remember.
That is how I met Londiwe so at least now you have a bit of background.
Where were we…? Oh yes my wife was about to make love to me. I love sex, everyone loves sex if they have it right and people who tell you that they are taking a sabbatical from it clearly have had bad sex all along. Do you take a sabbatical from eating? I don’t think so! When you are married sex is not an everyday thing and I know people will tell you three times a week what what but those people must be unemployed. It rarely ever is spontaneous but with me I was lucky, Londiwe loved teasing and playing sex games. It’s not a black people thing unfortunately and of all the women I have dated she was the only one who genuinely had a kinky side. So there she was now grinding down on me when there was a knock on the door.
“Shhhhh don’t open!”
Of course I was not going to open. Not now, not when my wife was doing these things to me.
The person knocked again.
A voice shouted from outside. What the hell? It was my mother’s voice! Of all people in the world she was the last person I expected.
I said throwing my wife off me. For some reason it felt as though I had been caught doing something I should not be doing.
My wife said out loud.
“Sorry baby. That’s my mum!”
I said in a very loud whisper!
“Yeah I know that!”
She said so annoyed. We both rushed to dress up. My mum did not stop knocking if anything she intensified it.
“Vusi, I can hear you open up!”
“I am coming mum!”
I shouted out a bit annoyed also at her insistence. She had this tendency of showing up unannounced and the last time I had complained about it she had responded with,
“The nine months I carried you I never heard you say you must call first before giving birth to me!”
And with that she had won the argument. This was unnecessary and uncalled for. When we were both decent I stood up and went to open for her.
I said when I opened the door.
“What took you so long? You could hear me knocking yet you let me knock for so long!”
She said walking in past me.
“Londy my child sorry to barge in like this how are you?”
She said to her. My mum was well educated and had a decent job to match. She was an executive and ran her life like she was that. She was actually quite an intimidating person I must say even for me her son.
“Its fine we missed you. You have not been here in a while!”
My wife said coming to hug her. That was not true; my mother was last here two weeks ago.
“I know hey we have been busy which is what brings me here today. Please get me some tea dear!”
She said to my wife as she sat down.
“I want to talk to my son!”
Well it was obvious, why else was she here.
“There is a tender coming out at work. It’s not a tender per se but they are hiring an outside contractor to upgrade some of the systems. It’s not in the budget so we won’t be able to afford a big company so I suggested that they use you!”
She said and had this look of glee on her face. I was supposed to say thank you but I needed clarity first.
“When do they need me?”
I asked her.
“I told her that you can start on Monday. It will take about a week or so!”
She said to me.
“I appreciate that but mum you know I have a job that pays me monthly which I have to go to!”
“I did not send you to school to work for other people. When will you stop making excuses to owning your life? Come on!”
She snapped back at me.
“You will go get a sick note for the week this way you can do the other job. You will get paid and I am sure you can put the money to good use like having a wedding with my beautiful makoti here!”
She said as Londy walked back in. Talk about timing. She almost spilt the tea with excitement hearing my mother say that.
“Londy don’t you want a wedding soon?”
She asked her.
“Yes of course I do and I have so many ideas for it!”
Wow! I knew what my mother was doing. She had transferred the pressure to Londy who was then going to demand that I take the job.
“It’s settled then!”
My mother said happily.
“Now we have to go meet one of the guys who are in charge of the contract. I told him I am bringing you over!”
She went on.
“Mum I was in the middle of something. I can’t go right now. We have to reschedule!”
I told her standing up.
“What could be possibly more important right now? Londy back me up here, he has an opportunity to make you both a lot of money yet he thinks sitting at home playing house is more important right now!”
She said turning the question to my wife. Well the question put my wife cornered Londy obviously because how else could she answer.
“Go with your mom she makes sense!”
Londy said supportively. My mum knew just the right words to say to manipulate anyone. She would have made a brilliant politician had she chosen that bath.
“Ok then but we cannot stay long. Baby are you coming with us?”
I asked Londy who immediately nodded her head and said,
“No thanks, this is business, you need to put your best foot forward and me being there hardly looks professional!”
She told me and my mother smiled.
“Even your wife has more sense than you. Let’s go then because we are already behind time!”
“But why didn’t you just call before you came?”
I asked her.
“I mean you could have told me over the phone where we can meet and so on!”
“I know I could have but you would have made excuses and would have refused to come. I know you to well, I raised you! Now freshen up let’s go!”
She responded already standing up.
“Thank you for always being the voice of reason!”
She told my wife and took her leave. I went and freshened up for about two minutes because my mother said there was no time. I could not help but feel I had the smell of sex on me but she made it sound urgent.
“Love I will be back as soon as possible,”
I told Londiwe on my way out.
That was her response. My mother was already by her car but I told her I was going to drive behind her. The last thing I wanted was getting stuck wherever we are going waiting for her. I had left for maybe 10 minutes when I got a sms on my phone.
“This is what I always say, you said you wanted to come home and work and made us leave my sisters party yet when your mother comes you drop everything. I see how it works!”
That was from Londiwe.
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto
This Majuba story is lit thou Bhuti Mike only a few chapters and I’m already in love…..Thank you
So here is my story I have a boyfriend he paid half my Lobola in 2014 we now have a son his 5 months…so I’ve been with my guy for 3 years now everything was okay but then you know guys he started cheating on me multiple times I forgave him but never healed I kept asking myself questions I still do even today….so I got pregnant and had a baby it’s like he. Completely shut down we didn’t talk like we use to things became different I felt like his cheating I mean I was fat and flabby with stretch marks all over I felt dead inside because of him….so I started chatting to a guy friend I loved the attention he got me he understood me but I didn’t cheat I just loved flirting with him over the phone we never met it never got far…so my boyfriend found our texts I must say it broke him I saw it in his eyes now I feel so bad I feel like I broke our already broken relationship more I want to fix it I don’t know how though because we don’t talk much but I want to tell him what I’m going thru..what’s on my mind but I can’t I’m so afraid because of what I did and I feel I’ve might be pushing him more to his unfaithful ways….I am going insane…please help me how do I fix my relationship…..I love this guy I can’t imagine my life without him….but how do I tell him I’m not happy I want us to go back to what we were
Please help me