‘They are not looking, the bathroom in 5 minutes.’Those were the messages I lived for. Chisomo worked as hard as he played. Played I mean sex. He always had condoms starched in weird places. At first I was shy to carry them but then I got used to our Stolen Moment that I didn’t want to miss any opportunity.In days where he would be busy, messages will follow each other in intervals and I was loving being loved. I even lost words to describe what he was doing to me. One brick at a time he removed that wall that I had built. I was slowly forgetting my life with Joseph, but not Asante. She communicated from time to time and I deposited money on the card frequently, although she didn’t use it much. Their neighbour was helping us. They had moved to a high density suburb, but she was adjusting. Her neighbour made it easy for us to communicate and for the money to be safe. At her age she was doing well I think running away from home at that time helped her as she saw life in a different l
“My darling, what is going on? I heard you rushed to the hospital what is happening?“The news reporter had already reported.”I laughed as I knew Samantha would not keep it to herself. She was worried I would not blame her.“She was worried and so was I. Are you okay?“Yes, it was my aunt. She is okay though only exhausted, so the doctor is admitting her for a few days to monitor her. She collapsed and her husband was working outside of the city I guess she didn’t have anyone to help her.”“What about her kids? I think she had grown-up kids if I am not mistaken.”“Are you talking about those who can’t even boil eggs? They can even burn water on the stove.”The way he laughed at me. I was being serious. They were not considerate. They were not appreciative of how hard their parents worked to raise them and still care for them.“As long as you are good my darling, then I am happy as well. I will miss you this evening when knocking off.”“I will make it up to you tomorrow.”“Thank you,
“We did a great job ladies let us celebrate.” It was the day before the wedding and we were with the mothers but we had moved to my old room. It was fun as we were talking about girl stuff. “I knew we were going to pull it off with Maya here, controlling everything. You are supposed to be the manager as well or your boyfriend is teaching you the ropes already?” There we go, Samantha had to open her mouth. “I knew you were dating, and you didn’t say anything to me. I suspected, but I didn’t expect to be the last one to know.” My sister looked so hurt but she had to know why I was uncomfortable telling people about my relationship. I was glad Mphatso answered on my behalf. “Do not blame her, Nthanda, she is coming from a complicated marriage, and advertising her love life will be the last thing on her mind. Coming from a broken marriage at her age is not what she had imagined. She had dreamt of having a family for a while but it all went out the window. Do you think she doesn’t w
“Stop what you are doing Asante you will get hurt.” I was not shouting as I was agitated. The call was taking longer. I wanted to go back to work but Joseph was not keen. Things were not going well as his mother has also overstayed her welcome. She was not showing any signs of going at that moment. I was not even eager to know what she was discussing with the family as they were in the meeting.“Mayamiko, I am very careful so do not worry.”She called me by my name always when she came from her mother’s place. My friend Mphatso thought I was mad to have forgiven him and continued with the traditional wedding. It had been two years of marriage and still, I didn’t have kids from my womb but Asante was my daughter only when she was with us not when she came back from her mother. She was doing Standard 3 at the time and she understood right from wrong but she chose her more.Blood is always thicker than water so what can one do? She was born from an affair my husband had while we wer
I was shaking because I wanted this nightmare to end. I was not ready for more aggravation.“We cannot see clearly in the scan but there is something wrong inside her Cerebellum. Although we can’t pinpoint it now because of the scar and the swelling, it showed slightly when we took a scan.”“Swelling and scaring. What did you do to my child?”I had never seen Joseph so angry it scared me. I was forced to explain to everyone what happened.“For now we need to monitor her and see how this goes. We are not promising anything as the swelling is not showing any signs of subsiding now.”“Can we at least see her?”I looked at the doctor with pleading eyes and he assumed I was the mother.“Yes but only you and the father.”They all look at me as if they will consume me with the flames in their eyes. They all looked back at the doctor. Mr. Soko just brushed my shoulder apologetic as if he was the one who had wronged me.“Why would she come in when I almost lost my daughter because of
When I entered the sitting room I was not expecting that, then boooommm....... I looked at them all were eyes on me. I was calm right as I knew that the storm that was coming was going to be stronger than any storm I faced.“Mayamiko, sit down we need to ask you questions.”She never called me with my surname like they do to any married women. At least my boss called me Miss Nyirenda.“Nyamunyirenda, we want to understand here.”At least my husband respected me that much. I sat down on a single couch while they both share the double and husband was sitting on the armrest side of his mother.He cleared his voice and started. “We want to know what truly happened here, and please do not leave anything behind.”The way he said it hit me hard. He even said ‘we’ as an indication that they discussed that prior maybe when I was busy bathing. A part of me died that day. The little love I was left for him shifted. His voice had that thing I cannot describe. He was supposed to be my knig
“We need to go Please drive me.” I said, dropping the call and pulling her by her hand.“What the........”I pulled her towards the door. I didn’t have a car so I was banking on her.“What is going on, Maya?” she asked opening the car as I opened my side as well. “Asante is up and she was asking for me.”“I bet it is a bitter pill to swallow after making sure you didn’t get to see her.”We both laughed but my mind was with Asante. I was worried if she was fine or not.“But it won’t matter.”“What do you mean?”“Nothing to worry about friend just shush up and drive.”We both laughed as she played that song by Rihana that she loved so much. I was silently praying for Ashante to be well so that she cannot hate me as well.“We are here so worry not.” She was already parking not so far from the door. I waited for her as she locked the car.“Please relax. I can feel your tension from miles away. Do not show them your weakness please because I will be forced to be rude to them.”She was ri
“Good night, mother and my husband.” I left them there with their mouths hanging. I was done with pretense. I was going to bed to rest. I went to Asante’s room and locked the door. Joseph was looking so hot and yummy but I was going to choose my dignity over my desire. I loved him but I would not be the last choice for someone who loved other people more than he loved me. I heard a soft knock when I was drifting to sleep. I remembered where I was then I pulled my blanket over my head irritated. I was disturbed from my almost beautiful dream. I finally fell asleep and drifted into a beautiful dream. I was glad when no one asked me about the previous night. Joseph had gone to work and my mother-in-law was in the kitchen humming. “Good morning Nyamunyirenda. How are you? I made breakfast for you.” It was the first time she was so polite to me since I was with her son. I smiled and greeted them back. “I am afraid I will miss breakfast, as I have too much work to do. I was not wor