There is a saying that says a wife always knows. Look it’s not true. She knows when she finds out or when she start
suspect because you changed your routine in something. That’s when she knows. A lot of people fall for that line but it’s actually not true. His wife knew something was up or suspected at the very least suspected that’s for sure. Did this mean he was going to dump me?
“Your wife asked you what you getting me for Christmas? Did she ask for me by name?”
I asked him.
“Yes she did.”
“Then it will be dumb of us to meet tonight. Rather g home and put out those fires. Tomorrow is another day. We can talk tomorrow but please send me money so that can start preparing for the trip!”
I told him. I had spoken like a true gold digger here. No matter what problems your blesser is having he must recognize that his reason for existence is to send you money. He needed to send it.
“Ok I will do so. Don’t worry the trip is still on! Is Khanyi ready?”
He asked me. Why was he worried about Khanyi now?
“Yes we are ready!”
I told him before I hung up. Now it was time to deal with my mum since I could not go be with Sam tonight.
I have already said my mother had another thing coming if she thought that I was going to leave with her and have her bully me. She would definitely not allow me to leave the house and give the speech of how it was her house and her rules so I must not even think of disobeying them. When I was at school I could at least make up something and defend myself. She however could not find me here. I finished packing all the inessentials which were definitely going home. As I am not a messy person most of my things were ready to go. I called an Uber and I called my father.
“I am coming to your place right now!”
I told him as urgently as possible. He already knew my fight with mom so he knew what was going on. He is the one that always wanted me to come to sleep over.
“Are you sure not speaking to your mother is a good thing especially if you want to go. Avoiding the fight does not make it go away.”
He advised me. Come on now. If I fought with my mom now I would probably only make this worse. That would not help her or me in any way in the long run.
“Dad, I don’t want to confront mom today! There is so much going on in my head including why I tried to kill myself about her! You think all her cheating we did not notice as kids. You tried to hide it but every time I think of it I wonder what if you believe that Boitumelo and I are not your children?”
I said off the cuff. Ok I don’t know where that came from because that definitely had never crossed my mind but I knew it would hit home.
“Ah Palesa how can you even think that? Of course I am your father!”
He responded flabbergasted.
“It’s easy for you to say! I don’t want to fight with mom because I will tell her all the truths people never told. Growing up watching your mother cheat can corrupt a child and worse a girl child. I am going to Dubai. I worked for it. I did not sleep with someone to do it. If mom tells me otherwise I am going to tell her the truths she was never told!”
I warned him. I knew what I was doing, or at least I did. My mother was not coming to talk. If I refused to go with her she was going to try putting me in the car by force. That was her way of negotiating. For the record I never doubted that he was my father. Hell no. We even had two identical birth marks on the small of our backs. He was my dad. With my mum cheating however, for a brief second I had managed to create doubt and that’s all I needed.
“Let me see if I can talk to her!”
He said resigned to the fate peace maker. I know when I am winning a fight. I was winning.
“Ok dad thank you!”
I said and then he hung up. There is a huge difference between men and women cheating. Men don’t get pregnant. That’s very important and the easiest way to create doubt in a man even if you cheat ten years later after marriage is questioning the children. It’s a low blow but I needed to go to Dubai whatever it takes. I was willing to sacrifice my family and my dignity for it Shem. I did not wait for him to call back.
“Your mum is still coming but…”
He said and I was about to protest when I heard the but and let him continue.
“I told her not to pick a fight and just take your clothes home as she always does. I told her that you are sleeping at my place because we had some father daughter things to discuss. She did not agree at first but I impressed upon her why it’s so important so she agreed. Le wena when she gets her don’t give her a reason to be aggravated!”
He warned me. I decided that I would listen to his advice. I cancelled my Uber and went and sat in my room to wait for her call. It took another 30 minutes before she got to me. She called from outside. I took my bags downstairs. She was crying.
I asked her.
“Don’t act as though you don’t know what you said to your father!”
She said curtly. My father had told her all that? Crap. He was not supposed to. He was supposed to tell her that I was not going home with her that’s all. Ah come on grootman!
“I don’t know what he told you but I am ready to talk to you about if you want. I have decided to go with you in any case!”
I said. I was feeling guilty. I don’t know how much of my tantrum my father had told her but to be honest I could fight this fight as it’s not like there was no truth in it. My mother slept around a lot when she was younger and I know that and she knows that.
“No go to your father! He is the one you think you can talk to. I am an adult, your mother and much as you think the decisions I made when I was younger were selfish, they were mine to make and I own up to them. That’s why am divorced today. I wanted to be happy and your father did not make me happy!”
She said so candidly in that UJ parking lot. For a moment I was stumped because I won’t lie I had expected denials but she had not done that. Now what! She beat me to the punch.
“So why are you crying?”
I asked her.
“If cheating on dad in front of us made you so happy why are you crying?”
I asked her.
“I am crying because I never realized that one day you could question who your father really is. After what I put him through to have his children second guess his parentage like that is wrong and for that I feel bad!”
She said. This was not the place to have this conversation. My bags were already in the boot. I did not have to be here.
“It’s ok then. If you can’t take responsibility for damaging us then be like that.”
I told her as I left the car. She drove away immediately. Let her be Boitumelo’s problem. Parents should not act like they too did not make mistakes as kids. I had done exactly what my father had said I must not do, fight her!
“I thought I told you to just relax and not fight her!”
He said when I picked up.
“I could not help it. I need to fix some things for my trip before I go. I will have to leave from your place!”
I told him.
He said in agreement. I had a bit of a problem. I now needed to go buy luggage. I did not have good luggage to start with and you can’t travel to Dubai with luggage from Game! Come on now.
“Let’s go buy luggage!”
I told Khanyi when I got to her room. With all that happened it already felt like this was a hectic day.
“I thought you had left. I guess things worked out your way after!”
She said with a smile.
“It’s not even that. Just know. That in two days we are out! Finally! I can’t even contain my excitement!”
I told her. We screamed and jumped up and down. Excited to go to a country we don’t know and not even sure that my blesser was still going to talk to me after what he had said about his wife.
Everything was on a knife edge!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
I hope you and the readers had a fantastic festive. We missed you and am glad the holiday is over.
I am a 26 year old female who has been dating the same guy for four years now. He is turning 30 this year. Our relationship is ok without being great. We have that monotony thing that we do the same things every day. It’s boring but I have learned that the grass is not always greener on the other side. We are not married but both sides of the families know we are together and are accepted. In December I met another guy. He told me to my face that this was going to be a December thing only. He is 28. I have never enjoyed life so much. The sex, the naughtiness and all that. He made my blood boil and me feel alive again. Because of the routine in my relationship I knew when to see my boyfriend so it never clashed. I would go from having the time of my life to watching TV with my boyfriend. I realized that much as I loved my boyfriend, he is my best friend I care for him, I was not happy. I did not ignore this and tried to get him out the routine. I tried to make us go out to movies or parties and after the first one, because it rained imagine, he said no more parties. Movies he stopped because he said the malls were too full and let’s rather go watch TV at home that’s why I pay DSTV. He is not a bad person at all he is just not fun. I know I am comparing him to my December fling who broke it off with me on the 2nd as he promised but what’s a girl to do. New Years Eve my boyfriend went to bed at 10pm because he said he could not understand what the fuss was about. He expected me to sleep too I totally refused. I told him I was going to church which I did for ten minutes then went and got the best sex ever. It was goodbye sex I know but still I had so much fun. Now I am back to the reality of a man I love but does not excite me. I have no regrets cheating but I also don’t want to break up with him. For the record I am not staying because of his money, I earn more than him. I am staying because I love him.
Has anyone ever loved someone and been bored to death doing it? How did you get him to put spark into the relationship? I love my man but I won’t regret not living because of him.