Majuba 33

We all have a temper and we all handle that temper differently. We can all be pushed to limits unknown and I guess

that’s life but all of us have a breaking point. I knew Londiwe’s mother would get that message across to her come what may because I had used that big word ‘divorce’! For older parents hearing that their child is divorcing is enough to make them bend over backwards for their kids to try and see how they can help. I knew therefore that her mother would get that message across as I drove through the dark road. It was far and I was no longer speeding like a bat out of hell as I knew that she was behind me. I found lodging at the Jozini Lodge and Spa! I know they are doing this whole South African Tourism theme so let me do my part, if you have not been to Jozini then you are missing out. There is a lake here and it’s close to Pongola one of the UNESCO protected area and the last time I came with Londiwe I remember thinking it is so beautiful. You should try it.

My thoughts were disturbed when my phone rang and guess who it was, it was Londiwe.

“I got your message from my mother! Did you really say that you will divorce me if I don’t come to Jozini?”

That was the first thing she said when I picked up. There was no greeting or anything like that.

“Yes. If you are not here by 9am tomorrow pack everything you own and leave! I don’t have time for childish tantrums!”

I told her sternly.

“I will not be spoke…”

I don’t know what she was trying to say because I hung up on her. She was not taking me seriously! I have always been adamant that when someone hangs up on you in the middle of saying something its one the rudest things you can ever do to a person. It’s just something that is not done and she knows it. On her side therefore it translated to ‘he is very angry’ which is what I wanted. She did not call back. Instead I got a call about thirty minutes later.

“Naledi how are you?”

I said when the caller identity came out.

“Am good thanks and you?”

I asked her.

“I am good. What can I do for you so late at night?”

I asked her.

“I got the specs for that thing. Turns out those guys already had them when we met them. Even before they met us we qualified and now it’s up to us to see if we can agree on our terms!”

She said in a professional tone.

“Ok that’s cool then. I am still a bit worried about this thing backfiring. I don’t want to end up in City Press! You know how much they love shaming black people who mess up!”

I said making a dry but true joke.

“I know hey. It’s like white people are never corrupt yet the whole private sector is nothing but corrupt! You will never see white faces on. Remember the professors who stole money from the university, r25million in all, and the media didn’t show their faces until Twitter did!”

She said. I was not expecting that because not many women comment on things political. There is something sexy about a woman who knows what’s going on in the world not how cute ‘The Peoples Bae” is! Comment on the logic of what he says and I will respect you but on the rest you just sound like a clueless teenager.

“Yes you are right. I am not in town but when I get back we will all meet up and discuss the way forward on this. Does that work for you?”

I asked her.

“Ah really? Why didn’t you take me with you? I make good company!”

She said in a baby like teasing voice.

“There is always a next time!”

I teased back.


I said and I hung up. Crap I had just flirted. I went to bed immediately after taking a shower because I was tired. I should have packed more clothes eish. In the morning my phone vibrated loudly next to me.

“I am in Jozini where are you?”

It was a text from Londiwe! I almost smiled at that. I responded by giving her the name of the lodge I was in I was not going to go pick her up either. She had to get here by herself. It took her about 45 minutes to get to the room in which time I managed to bath. She knocked and I knew it was her immediately. I opened.


She said cautiously standing at the door. I did not say anything and went back to sit on the bed.

“Can I come in?”

She asked me from there.

“It’s up to you!”

I responded. It was a dumb question considering she had come all this way so how can she even ask that.

“It’s your room!”

She responded in a cheeky tone.

“Well then stand there if you came all this way to make dumb questions!”

I told her. She walked in two minutes later but did not sit down. Her choice.

“Where were you when you left the house?”

I asked her.

“I was around. I just needed some room to breathe and you have not been giving me a chance to. Lately I feel like we are always fighting hence why I left!”

She explained. This was a rehearsed speech. I am sure she had thought about this all the way here.

“And how is that going for you?”

I asked her testily.

“You left me a note saying you were going or rather you were coming here! You switched off your phone when I tried to get hold of you! Does that sound like someone who is trying to fix things between her and her man?”

I asked her.

She looked down at her feet but said nothing.

“Answer me!”

I screamed which startled her.

“Calm down!”

She said.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! I drove all the way here because I was worried about! What if I had an accident coming here? Would that have made you happy?”

I asked her.

“No but I did not ask you to come here now did I? You came on your own accord. I asked to be left alone and you did not even give me that courtesy! How is that fair?”

She asked me. Londiwe has a temper and I know when she is starting to lose it. She was starting to lose it.

“Fair? What did I do exactly? Are you going to complain about my mother again? Come on Londiwe its getting old now. You want me to choose between my mother and you is that it?”

I asked her.

“I doubt I can even light a torch to her. You are such a mama’s baby you would choose her!”

She said folding her arms to show that she was not going to back down.

“At least she does not lie about running out of town!”

I retorted.

“I did not leave town because I knew it would be disrespectful to you. You should know me better. Much as I get angry at you, much as I am angry at you I love you!”

She said angrily. It was not necessary for her to say that.

“You have a funny way of showing that. Anyway I have been thinking you are right about the space. You don’t act like a married person and you clearly don’t act like you respect me…”

She cut me off,

“I do respect you, what are you on about?”

She asked me and I think realization that something major was about to happen had just set in. I was not playing around.

“It does not matter because I don’t see it. I want to be with someone I can trust and not have to constantly watch my back.”

I told her.

“You are joking right?”

She asked me but no I was not joking.

“I am serious! Imagine getting that message from you? A day after Simon had come to our home!”

I reminded her.

“So this is about Simon? But I told you nothing happened? I did not even let him in! I am pregnant with your child for Christ’s sake? Do you think I will put our child in harm’s way by allowing that maniac near me? Come on you should know me better!”

This was the second time she was talking about me knowing her better but nowadays you can never trust anyone. You think you know them then next thing you find them in Tzaneen taking pictures with guys called Nico!

“I thought I knew you! The detective told me about your call records! How often do you speak to Simon vele?”

I asked her. Her eyes widened up to express her shock!

“How do you know about my call records? Did you hire a detective to check my phone?”

She asked me putting her hands on her mouth.

“No I did not. The investigation in my attack that detective came to ask me why you had so many calls from your ex!”

I told her. I know I had been warned not to tell but out of anger it had come out. What were the consequences of revealing this information though?

“Why did you not tell me when he came though? Wait… Did you believe him too that I was up to something because it sounds like your mind was made up?”

She asked me this time tears rolling down her cheeks.

“Did you tell me that he was calling me before two days ago after her came to the flat? If your answer is no then why didn’t you?”

I asked her. She looked there not knowing what to say. She looked confused by it all.

“I thought I was handling it that’s why? Just because someone calls you does not mean you entertain them!”

She explained.

“So why did you not block him him?”

I asked her.

“Block him?”

She asked me.

“Yes you could have done that but look where we are now. He even has the nerve to come to my house! What’s wrong with you really?”

I told her. I was not backing down and this is not something she was used to. Normally in a fight I take a step back to allow cool heads to prevail but today I was annoyed by the arrogance of this woman.

“Dump me ke but if you dump me know this, I am going to have an abortion! I can’t afford to have a baby with a man who thinks I could bring back the man who beat me black and blue back into my life!”

She said. The way I was so shocked at that. What kind of mother would even think like that?

“I beg your pardon?”

I asked in total shock.

“The ball is in your court now! I told you I don’t cheat but no, you still think the worst of me! Go then and ponder that! I am going to my mother’s house now! You know where it is! I am hungry, my baby is hungry, I am tired and you don’t even know what I had to do to get here putting that very baby at risk so yeah, that’s me!”

She said and she walked out. To say I was shocked is beyond words but my baby, of course I wanted my baby!

********The End***********

Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)

Dear Mike

Hey I really love your stories keep up the good work.

I am a 22 year old female and I have been dating my boyfriend over 6months now. We are in a long distance relationship but we see each other almost every weekend. The thing is his sister is always trying to hook him up with older women and we have had a fight about that and since that fight things have been deteriorating communication wise. He doesn’t pay much attention to me like he used to, I have tried to address it but he keeps postponing the conversation. I am over a month pregnant and he doesn’t know. I really don’t know how to go about making him listen to me and telling him about the pregnancy.

Thank You


12 thoughts on “Majuba 33

  1. Londiwe behaves like a child, I don’t like her much. But is it not a double standard that he expects her to tell him about Simon and he not tell her about what his mother is doing ka Naledi.
    Anonymous, honey that’s your man, tell him you need to talk to him and tell him about the pregnancy. your partner should respect you enough to show up and listen when you have something important to talk to them about. You sound so apologetic and you did nothing wrong.

  2. Mara why IS divorce an option in the first place?

    That’s what couples do they argue then get back together.

    As to ms 22.
    If you stay in that relationship always know that squeeza will always interfere.
    There is no winning.

    All the best enjoy your pregnancy

  3. sorry Guys. what happened to MISSTEPS? did Mike communicate anything about it? it’s been bugging me but I didn’t want to seem forward

  4. Tell him by WhatsApp or SMS or phone I st blurt it out the first chance u get. It doesn’t get easier, there’s no perfect time n u shouldn’t go through it alone. After all u didn’t impregnate urself akere.

  5. Ahaha, don’t comment much anymore. But today I had to. “How old is Londi? ” made me do it.

    My one friend married an uneducated girl and she too is just as childish.

    1. Uneducated? Please elaborate: dropped out at primary, secondary or tertiary level? Personally I know some folks with double degrees who are just as bad, sometimes even worse! So your description sounds personal…almost as if you resent her. #WhoHurtYou

    2. I thought Londiwe and hubby were still gonna get married. I was under the impression that Vusi had only payed lobola. So no need for divorce.

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