Did you know that when the Americans dropped atomic bombs in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, killing over a 100 000 people,
the first creatures that were found alive in that area after that were cockroaches? The same thing happened in a place called Chernobyl in Russia where a nuclear spill happened in the 1980s and the place was deemed not habitable for a 100 years but guess what creatures have been found alive there, cockroaches! I say this because looking at Simon standing at my mother’s doorstep I could not think of anything else but cockroaches because he really was incredibly similar to them. A slimy disgusting person who seemed to be an unwanted inheritance from that rich uncle who abused you as a child! The true face of the devil is not some red monster with horns; it’s a person you know who for you carries all those qualities. Simon to me was a woman beating weasel who was sleazy and revolting. I did not like this man for many reasons and he in my home was one of those things that made me want to destroy him.
I was frozen there for a second.
“This is awkward!”
He immediately said when he saw me standing there gawking at him.
“I came to see you. I wanted to make peace with you because all these things that are happening are not healthy!”
He said to me. I don’t know how he came up with that because I could tell he was lying.
I stuttered but the question would not even come out. It just would not. I did not know what to say.
“I know what you are thinking but you are wrong!”
He stated a matter of fact and much as I would have liked to punch him I remembered sitting a jail cell.
“No you don’t! How do you know my mother’s house?”
I asked him. He had not expected that question. There is no way he could have known that I was here and I doubt very much that Londiwe could have been stupid enough to have given him my mother’s address.
“That’s a long story! The most important thing is us making peace!”
He said dismissing the question. My mother then came out from behind me and said,
“Ah Simon you are here at last! Come in please!”
She said coldly to him.
“Mum how do you know this man?”
I asked him as he walked past me.
“I called him over because someone had to intervene after you got arrested. I told you I hired people to put this matter to rest remember so that’s how I found him!”
She explained which was a very plausible answer had she not looked so dodgy. She immediately turned away when she said that so that I did not look her in the eye. I know I had said I was leaving but I wanted to know what was going on.
“So you are Simon? You are the problem between my son and his …fiancé?”
My mother asked as soon as we were both seated.
“It’s not like that. When I got your message I was very surprised and I realized that what I was doing is wrong!”
He confessed to my mother.
“Vusi, I called this young man here to offer him money so that he can walk out of your life. The money has already been paid so you can’t say no! I have a contract here he must sign which says that if he comes within 200m of you he will be have to pay back every cent. Don’t worry its perfectly legal!”
My mother said to me in what looked like a rehearsed speech.
“Are you serious right now? Am I supposed to buy into this?”
I asked her.
“Yes why not. Why else would I have this contract on me for him right now if it was not true?”
She asked me getting up, going to her bag and coming back with it. I must say if I was being played I was being played by super stars ah. How could I dispute this vele?
“Mum I can’t do this right now? You can stay with your son Simon! Simon, you can have her too!”
I said standing up.
“Vusi I never slept with your wife!”
My mother immediately cleared her throat. I did not take it to heart as I walked out. I left. I should never have come home. I went and booked myself in a cheap hotel in Braam!
Two Days Later
“Are you ready for the gynae?”
I asked Londiwe when I called. This was the first time she had picked up my calls since two days ago and I am sure that was the only reason why she was picking up.
“Yes I am.”
She told me casually as though we had been talking all along.
“I am coming to pick you up in an hour!”
I told her authoritatively.
“Nope, don’t bother. I am very capable with taxis! Please tell me where to go and I will meet you there!”
She responded dismissively.
“No come on, we are going to the same place and it does not make sense that we arrive separately.”
I explained to her but she would hear none of it. She insisted that she will take a taxi otherwise we can cancel the whole thing. I already knew she was pregnant as she had thrust that paper into our faces but I had refused to read it. I did not want to know I wanted my doctor to tell me herself.
“You are being dramatic!”
I told her but I lost that argument. I sent her the location to where we should meet. Joburg has been hot lately so I felt sorry for her because just getting there she would burn properly. I got there before her. I was actually a good 45 minutes early. The nurse at reception told me that the gynae was not well today and they could not get another gynae to sit in for her. They had instead asked another doctor to sit in.
“Why didn’t you call for me to postpone?”
I asked her.
“Well you said you and your wife just want to check if she is pregnant so it did not make sense for us to cancel but I can still do it if you want?”
She said seeing my obvious annoyance.
“No its fine I will live but this is unprofessional! If she is not a specialist then am I still paying the full specialist amount?”
I asked in my clever black can I speak to the manager voice. We tend to act very superior in moments like this. There was a slow clap from behind me and I turned around,
“Ezile… Ezile Mchunu?”
I said to the lady clapping her hands.
“I never thought I would see the day the mighty Vusi had a melt down at a gynaecologist office! This is epic I should have taken a video and posted it to all our friends!”
She said smiling and I immediately went and hugged her.
“Dude I haven’t spoken to you in months where have you been hiding?”
I asked her. Ezile and I went to school together and she had even dated one of my cousins because of me. We were friends but not too close clearly if we could go silent from each other for months. I respected her nonetheless.
“I know it’s been hectic with all the running around!”
She told me.
“What are you doing here? Are you… Wait are you expecting?”
I asked her and she laughed. The nurse interrupted us at that moment and said,
“Doctor I have transferred all the files you need. Thank you for coming on such short notice!”
She said to Ezile. What the hell?
“I am the doctor you think should be underpaid!”
She said as she walked away.
“Ah come on I did not know it was you Doc, sorry!”
I said. This was going to be awkward. Now I really had to be on my best to prevent Londiwe from making me look stupid in there. Ezile knew most of my friends and we had a mutual respect. She had chosen medicine out of high school when the tech bug had hit me. We kept in touch but clearly not too well.
“Hi, I am here!”
Londiwe’s voice woke me from my daydream. I was going to die, what on earth was she wearing. She was wearing a floral print dress, one of those you buy at the flea market and I am not even talking the ones on Small Street. It was more yellow, or is it orange than anything then she went on to put too much make up. I could hear my ancestors dying all over again in laughter as this was truly a disaster. It was bad.
“How are you?”
I said trying to be pleasant but even now her makeup was distracting. She was like one of those impressionist paintings were only the artist could understand what she was trying to say. You know what your partner wears is a reflection of you, had it been any other doctor I would not have minded but this was someone I knew. How could this be though?
“I am good. What’s wrong you looking at me funny.”
She told me.
“I don’t mean to but did you really have to wear that dress? I mean you have so many beautiful dresses why did you pick this one?”
I asked her. I did not want to say this because right now I wanted her on her best behaviour.
“Oh come on, it’s just a dress! I tried new make up today, I had to put a lot to cover up the bags under my eyes from all the crying!”
She said and I could see she had done it on purpose to annoy me.
“Sir the doctor will see you now!”
The nurse said to me.
“That’s good, let’s go!”
She said walking ahead of me. I could not stop her and even though instinct said turn around and run this would end south I followed her. The nurse showed us which consulting room to enter.
“Good Afternoon sir and madam! How may I help you today?”
Ezile asked me pleasantly but professionally. She took one look at Londiwe and I could see that she wanted to burst out laughing but she did not. It’s easy to have called it rude but the way Londiwe looked today was ridiculous to the extreme.
“How are you doctor? My husband and I believe that we are pregnant and want to find out more!”
Londiwe said sweetly. I know that to a lot of people accent does not matter anymore but for some reason at this moment I felt exposed and rather ridiculous. Londiwe obviously still spoke like she was still in Jozini and I don’t mind that at all but today with the way she was dressed and next to people I grew up with, she felt like she was …less! I have never been ashamed of her ever yet today I just felt like a loser!
“That will be fine!”
Ezile did a few tests with Londiwe and left us in the room together. It was awkward especially because we were not speaking. When she came back the silence between Londiwe and I was quite deafening.
“Maam sir, congratulations you are pregnant!”
The doctor said. She looked so happy as she told me that.
“How far along am I? We just need that for clarity my husband and I?”
She responded. I immediately started calculating.
“Thank you! It’s the best news ever. Now please tell my husband to count the weeks that he slept with me so that he knows the baby is his and I did not cheat on him! We not all trash like he is sleeping around with the first whore to open their legs to him!”
She said and she stood up.
I swear to God I wish the ground could open up and swallow me whole right now.
She had managed to humiliate me!
Ezile just blinked in shock and I wow…
I was shook!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Good day bhut’ Mike and team.
I’m sure you hear it enough but your blog is one of the best I’ve ever came across.
My letter is quite long so please bear with me. I have been contemplating with myself for too long now whether to write this letter or not so here it goes.
I am a 22year old lady and in 2012 I was gang raped and it resulted in me getting pregnant, I couldn’t abort because I found out at a later stage that I’m pregnant. I was doing my matric then and from that day my life went downhill..throughout the pregnancy I was depressed and at some point I tried committing suicide but sadly enough I woke up, when I came out of the hospital my mother gave me a beating of my life and told me that next time I should make sure that I die, I’m just a human waste, I’ve got a nerve accusing people of rape ekubeni ngihamba ngivula amathanga. From there onwards I endured emotional abuse from my mother and my sister.
I decided to keep my baby because at some point I felt like I have something to love for, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl and I named her Hope, guys from that day things went from bad to worse.
I had no source of income whatsoever so i had to sleep with men for money yama nappies,food and baby clothes, my mom would just swear at me every day and i had to endure it because we needed shelter..
I passed my matric by the grace of God but my results were poor, hence I couldn’t go to school or get funding..i applied for jobs with hope that I’ll get to move out and focus on my baby, but nothing came and i had to continue sleeping with men for money.
A year ago I got a hospitality learnership and I thought things would get better but my mother would demand money from me because we live under her roof and eat her food, so I gave in.
I had hopes that I would be given a permanent position but unfortunately it didn’t happen. so I’m unemployed again, crying myself to sleep every night on top of that I’m being accused of all sorts of theft because I’m the unemployed one.im hurt to the point where I feel like poisoning my child and me and just end our lives.
I am so tired of the pain, I’ve even given up on praying because things keep getting worse for us, I’m tired of holding on hoping things will get better.