I have had terrible meetings before but this was the worst one ever. My mind from the moment this realization hit me
had not been here. My mind was far away. It was at my house. What was that guy doing there? Had he been there before? How often? Did he come to my house every time I left for work? How long had they been doing that? The biggest question however was, were they having an affair? Worse in my house? I was having a nightmare with my eyes fully open and in front of people who could potentially make me rich. Londiwe was becoming a problem and I blame that bloody policeman and he had planted that seed of doubt in my mind. There was a third guy who was in the bathroom when I arrived. I was not sure but he looked Indian. Must be a Gupta.
“Sir are you with us. You seem to be far away!”
The guy called Tebogo said to me. Oh I even forget. It was two guys Tebogo and Peter who had come. They worked in procurement in a government department not a private company as I had been led to belief.
“Sorry guys I was listening but can you just give us an idea of what is needed on this project?”
I asked him. I did not know obviously because well I was late so if they had said it already I had missed it. Fortunately I had not.
“It’s a simple spec. Our department and its provincial counterparts need an overhaul of their I.T. System. We need one service provider who will stop all this offline thing we suffer from. It’s like the first company that got this contract took us on a ride!”
He said and everyone laughed at a joke I did not quite get. Its true though how often do you go to a government department and are told that their offline. The municipality is even worse. You go there to join a long queue only to be told that ah there is nothing they can do for you.
“It is a problem and I actually did a paper on it back in university. We actually have a solution to that!”
I explained to him my ears twitching in excitement. This was something we could do meaning that we were not being asked to perform something impossible which will come out sub standard then one day find ourselves in trouble for poor service delivery.
“That’s good at least we not starting from zero!”
He said looking to his partners.
“Look I am going to be realistic here black people need to take care of black people hence why we are here. You are service providers and it can’t be someone that can be linked to us nor can we be linked to you!”
He explained. I was not comfortable with this conversation and I felt like at any moment the police will rush in and say we are being recorded. Ok fine blame it on TV I have watched too much of it but I am totally lately South African police are starting to have that kind of technology. Remember the SARS shit storm mmmm who recorded that?
“Yeah I know hey. We see others getting richer whilst the rest of us suffer!”
Tumi chirped in rather unnecessarily. The guy ignored him and continued,
“The allocated budget is for this project is about 13.5 million. The project however will cost only about 7 million. Rasheed here is a supplier of the technology we want in the specs. He will sell you the product at a cheaper than everywhere else but with his mark up of course! This way the money circles amongst us.”
He explained. I wanted to clap hands in slow motion because this guy had a degree in corruption. The way he had figured it all out. Wow. I was impressed by him indeed.
“And what’s your cut?”
I asked him.
“A man who gets straight to the point I like that. Ok we want 20% of whatever profit you make!”
Tebogo said with so much confidence. Had he done this before. He did not even care that he was meeting us for the first time.
“20 %. Of roughly 6 million is a lot of money. How do we send that to you without raising red flags?”
I asked him because the plan now really sounded risky.
“Don’t worry about that part yet. The first thing we have to worry about first is you coming up with the specs of what we need with Rashid here. That is what we will use as our advertising criterion. You need to work closely together on this!”
“Won’t there be a problem when they ask who your consultant n this specs was?”
I asked. Everyone looked annoyed at me for asking that. It was as though I was that kid in class who delays everyone on a Friday evening from going home early because I raised my hand just before the bell went.
“It’s already taken care of. Rashid is the one in charge of that. Don’t worry it’s something straight forward. Are we on the same page?”
He asked and everyone agreed. I had done my level best to block Londiwe out of mind during all this and as soon as the meeting finished she came flooding right back in. The guys were gone buy Naledi was still there.
“I take it you are sleeping home tonight but I won’t ask since there are people. I am not happy though because it’s not what we discussed!”
My mother said but I was not in the mood.
“Mum please don’t start. I have a lot on my mind right now so yah please, let it be!”
I warned her as I put on my coat.
“Its fine but please take Naledi home. I came with her and since you are driving out it makes sense you drive her!”
Before I could even protest she had walked away leaving me speechless.
*Are we good to go?”
Naledi walked in from the sitting room.
“Yeah let’s go!”
I said stupidly. I grew up being told that family does not fight in public. She walked behind me as I led her to the car.
“That was a hectic meeting. I had no idea this is how the real world works!”
She said with excitement in her voice. Most people would be scared but I could see this really excited her.
“I had no idea too but we have to do what we have to do to survive!”
I told her. We had small talk as we drove mostly about the presentation. I already knew the way to her parents house as she said that is where she was going. She had the keys and I drove her in.
“Thanks for the ride hey. Can I give you a hug goodnight?”
She asked when she stepped out of the car.
“Sure, no problem!”
I came out of the car and I hugged her. When I pulled back she kissed me on the cheek and walked away. I was stunned. What does a kiss to the cheek even mean? I drove home now with mixture of guilt and anger. Guilt about the no meaning kiss and anger about the dog that had come to my house. Wait do I confess that a woman kissed me? On the cheek. What if she had lipstick? I quickly checked on my rear view and it’s a good thing too because I had a smudge. I had wet wipes in the car so I cleaned it up and threw away the evidence.
“What am I going to now?”
I asked myself when I got to my driveway. I was not going to just rush in shouting. I think suspecting that someone is cheating on you is the most torrid experience one can go through. It’s not a good feeling at all. Finding out that your suspicions about your person sometimes comes as a relief because at least mow you can move on. The problem with suspecting a partner and them knowing is that if you are wrong they feel betrayed. It’s like you have broken the trust you have for them. Today we had already fought about me not trusting her so how this going to go down.
“When I drove out I think I saw…”
I did not even finish the statement.
“You saw Simon’s car! Yeah I know! He came here but I did not let him in!”
She said casually. She took the air out of me. I was going to shout and fight but she literally punched the air out of my stomach. I felt like a flat tyre on Commissioner Street outside Delmore Gardens in Boksburg. Even the tow truck won’t come to help you there! Now what.
“How did he know my house?”
I asked her trying to maintain the anger.
“Your house Vusi?”
She asked me as though challenging me. She stood up to face me.
“Say that again I dare you!”
She faced me bravely. I was so mad because she was diverting issues.
“Yes my house! Your ex boyfriend showed up at my house! How did he know where you stay?”
I asked her not backing down. Was she trying to change the subject on me right by focusing on the house issue?
“I clean this house every day. I make sure that you don’t find a speck of dust when you come home. You food is on the table, your clothes are washed and are ironed and when you are horny you have someone to fuck in a well made bed! Do you know who does that and what she is doing here O ska mpaphela!”
She said to me furiously. Ouch!
“I beg your pardon?”
I asked her annoyed on that last thing she had said.
“Don’t beg your pardon me mxim! You need to respect me! Do you honestly think I would invite that man to OUR house? Have you lost your goddamn mind?”
She shouted at me. I was losing an argument I had started.
“So how does he know where we stay? If its Nonjabulo I swear to God I will cut her off! I will never talk to her again!”
I threatened her. I had to redirect my anger elsewhere and she seemed the only logical option.
“If it’s her I will kill her too but I strongly doubt that. She is not that stupid! He has been showing up in places where I am at and each time he says he has just bumped into me! I don’t know what’s going on really. It’s like he is stalking me!”
She said. They say the best lies are elaborate and now tell me if this was not elaborate? This was too elaborate she had to be lying to save her own ass!
I was going to catch her out though. The detective had said I must not alert her to their suspicions and surely this confirmed it.
What to do next?
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Dear Mike & DOAZG Fam
I’m 28 and my partner is 35. We have been together for 6 years and have a son. He had be ok all along, I have been there since he had nothing to him buying a car and a house. Each time I also helped financially while he had debit orders. He has been loving yet constantly seeking a woman or two to flirt with, nothing has actually happened with all those woman. Our families are very close and I treated his sisters as my own as I have no siblings. We had our ups and downs with me finding conversations between him and other girls. With time I stopped taking care of him, cleaning, cooking and laundry. I figured since he has not paid a single cent for dowry, why should I slave myself for someone who doesn’t care. Why buy the milk when u get the cow for free?
With time I stopped trusting him and actually started being overly insecure, I love this man but only a fool can continue accepting apologies of the same stupid mistakes. I am resentful. Recently I accidentally found a conversation between his sisters telling her how he has fallen in love with a girl I have always known as a friend. They have been friends since I met him and I have never questioned it, she has been close, we party together and I decided to be numb to it. I installed an app in her phone and I saw every conversation they ever had, on about how they love each other and had I not been in the picture they would be happily married, my kid would be hers as he is a pure copy of his dad. I decided to chat with her and she told me how Bae loves me and I should hang on even when he fucks up. I realized the hypocrisy of 3 people that I trusted and I feel so betrayed. What I know is I will never let them show them that i already know and I will not gracefully leave the relationship (that is not an option) until all parties are hurt and broken to the core. How do I go about executing the best revenge plan on all of them? I want them to suffer and have sleepless nights. I have reached a point of no return and I will only move on once I see the irreparable damage I am most likely to cause. Please help me find the sweetest revenge plan ever.