Episode 12
Martinâs words seemed to move Sibu into slight perturbation. âWhy would you make such radical decisions just to be with someone you hardly know? Would you believe yourself if the tables were turned?â She asked.
Martin laughed softly and shaking his head he said, âI too wouldnât believeâŠI canât even believe that I just said those words to you but they just came out. Thatâs how desperate my heart is to have you. Ever since I met you there hasnât been a moment that has gone by that you havenât crossed my mind. Sometimes I feel like I am going crazyâŠlike I am losing my mind. Many times I have talked myself out of it thinking itâs just an obsession because youâve been rejecting meâŠwhich could be true because itâs the first time I have been so out-rightly rejected by anyone. You broke my prideâŠso at the beginning I guess it was a matter of restoring my injured pride but after that day at workâŠwith you and your auntâŠit became something elseâŠsomething moreâŠand I feel like I am going to lose my mind if I donât possess you.â
âPossess me?â Sibu asked. âDo you even hear yourself? Who uses such words to win over a woman? Do you think I am some kind of property?â
âI am trying to be honest with you, thatâs how I feel and I know it doesnât sound nice but thatâs the most overpowering feeling I keep having. I canât tell you its love or that I have fallen head over heels in-love with youâŠI have never been in-love before and I donât plan to. All I know is that I feel for you more than I have ever felt for anyone, ever. I have never used flowery words before and if I tried now, you definitely wouldnât believe any of it.â
Sibu was at a loss for words and wondered what to say or feel in response.
Should I be upset?
Should I feel insulted?
What would I have preferred to hear?
And just why do I feel so confused?
She could barely do any form of thinking since her mind was running out of control. She could not tell whether Martin was being honest or just playing his cards well. She had no way of knowing unless she threw caution to the wind and dared to try. Up until then, she had not even considered being in a relationship with Martin. She was not looking for a relationship and she did not want or need one.
But what was that feeling in her heart threatening to crush her to pieces if she didnât stop to listen?
Sibu hit her hand over her chest as if to force her heart to do her bidding.
She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she did not hear her phone ring from her bag.
âCheck your phone,â Martin tagged her.
Sibu immediately recovered and removed her phone from the bag. When she flipped it open, she found it was Ted calling.
âHi Ted,â she said the moment she had the phone to her ear.
Martin tensed up in his seat, gripping the steering wheel angrily.
âHi Sibu,â Ted said from the other end of the line. âWhat are you up to?â he asked.
Sibu looked at Martin before responding. âI am heading out of town right now. Whatâs up?â
There was a pause on the other end of the line. âI see,â sounded the resignation in Tedâs voice. âAre you with Martin?â He finally asked.
After a pause, âyes,â was all Sibu could manage for a reply.
âI see,â came Tedâs response. âHow long will you be gone for?â
Another pause, then, âhopefully today,â Sibu said winning herself a look of excoriation from Martin.
âIs that Ted?â Martin asked and without waiting for confirmation, he grabbed the phone from Sibu and held it to his ear. âHi Ted,â he said.
âMartin,â Ted said between clenched teeth.
âSorry I couldnât hang with you guys this long weekend,â Martin said. âI am desperately trying to win the heart of the owner of this phone so Iâm pulling all the stops necessary. Wish me luck buddy!â
There was a long silence from the other end.
âTed, are you still there?â Martin asked.
All along, Sibu was staring at him in incredulity.
âYeah, Iâm here,â came Tedâs snippy reply. âYou guys have fun,â he sounded unconvincing. âI have to go now.â And he ended the call before Martin could give a response.
With a smirk on his face, he handed the phone back to Sibu.
âThat was very childish,â Sibu immediately chastised him after getting her phone back. âDid you have to do that?â
Martinâs features suddenly hardened. âI know it was childish, but I couldnât help myself. I couldnât stand you talking to another man while I am right next to you.â
âTed is not another man; he is your friendâŠand also my friend. You deliberately made it so that he can have some sort of misunderstanding, I donât appreciate that Martin.â
Martin glared at her. âWhy do you care what Ted thinks is going on between us?â
Sibu didnât answer immediately, but when she eventually did, it was to say, âI happen to like TedâŠI just donât want him misunderstanding me or thinking I am some type of woman.â
âSo being with me makes you some type of woman?â Martin queried her.
Sibu shook her head. âThatâs not what I meant,â she tried to redeem herself.
âThen why do you openly lead Ted on while you shut me out completely any opportunity you get?â
Sibu couldnât provide an immediate response.
âI guess because itâs easy for me to trust TedâŠ.â She finally managed.
âI will make it so I earn your trust SibuâŠI promise,â Martin declared with such conviction it gave Sibu pause.
Two months had gone by since Sibusiswe had last seen Martin.
The mood at home between Sibeso and Sibusiswe one Sunday afternoon had gone sour after the two girls had engaged in a heated argument about Sibuâs choices concerning Martin.
Sibu was seated on the railing of the balcony, her back resting against the wall and her feet hanging from either side of the railing as she sulked in the aftermath of the exchange. Sibeso on the other hand was lying down on mat, her legs raised and her feet resting against the outside wall of their living room.
For Sibu and Sibeso, the balcony was the best part of the house. The girls had been excited when they discovered that their apartment had access to one of the four balconies in the building.
Five minutes had gone by without a word being shared between the two. For a moment Sibu focused her gaze on the activities happening down below while Sibeso kept tapping one foot against the wall, du du du pa pa pa as if sounding off whatever melody was playing in her head.
Frustrated from the unending silence, Sibeso suddenly dropped her feet to the floor and jolted her back up, glaring at Sibu who had also turned to look at her.
âAre you seriously going to keep avoiding the topic like this?â Sibeso finally snapped.
âI donât like how you rate every decision I make childish,â Sibu fired back. âJust because you are a few years older than me doesnât make you wise. I think I am old enough to know what is best for myself.â
Sibeso got up from the mat and went to sit on the other end of the balcony railing, and after mimicking Sibuâs sitting position she said, âI did not say all those things because I thought I was wiser than you Sibu,â Sibeso tried reasoning with her visibly agitated friend.
âI am just trying to look out for you,â she continued. âYou are just too young to raise this child on your own. You need to let Martin know and I am sure he will gladly take responsibility for the both of you. Had you not insisted that he leave for the country, he would have stayed here with you.â
Sibu pulled her head back against the wall, brought her hand to her forehead and sighed heavily as she mulled over Sibesoâs words. âWhat if he thinks I am trying to trap him or something?â Sibuâs tone was riddled with emotion. âThat night in LivingstoneâŠâ she shut her eyes and curled her face all up wishing to drive the past into oblivion. âI donât know what happenedâŠor how it happenedâŠand ever since, I have wanted nothing but to kill myself exceptâŠexcept, I canât even afford such luxury. I guess this pregnancy is the punishment I get for throwing caution to the wind and giving in to urges I had absolutely no idea I was capable of feeling.â
Sibeso dragged herself forward and reduced the distance between them. She reached out and took Sibuâs hands into hers. âSo what if you made a mistake?â Sibeso said. âThe problem with you Sibu is that you always only focus the negative. You are assuming Martin wonât want the baby, butâŠ.â
With her arms still locked into Sibesoâs, Sibu shook her head, two heavy drops of tears slid down her cheeks. âHe knew all along that I would give in and I didâŠhe got what he wanted and I know MartinâŠI can bet he has already forgotten I exist soâŠhow do you expect me to drop him a bomb as big as this one? What Iâm I even supposed to say, hey Martin, remember that nightâŠthat one night you had your way with meâŠwell, now I am pregnant! Does that sound as melodic to you as I does to me?â Sibu asked sarcastically.
Sibeso reached out her hand and used the back of it to wipe the tears from Sibuâs face, one hand still holding on to the other hand.
âYou are pregnant for Martin?â A voice came from the entrance leading to the balcony and sent both girls scampering to their feet.
They didnât need to ask to know who the overly dressed woman in a royal blue suit with a matching fedora hat so huge it threatened to swallow up the whole place she was standing in was. Her pink spool heels felt right at home with the pink blouse peeping through the jacket and the pick feathers on top of her blue hat.
The girls could easily picture bees having a jolly good time inside her pink and blue designer handbag. She was glowing in pollination bliss.
âMrs MwewaâŠâ Sibu and Sibeso said at once.
âDid you just say that you were pregnant for my son?â The woman asked sternly.
âWait,â Sibeso suddenly regained her composure. âHow did you get in here? Did you just enter someoneâs house without permission?â
Sibu tried to nudge her friend but Sibeso wouldnât have any of it. She could tell from the womanâs demeanour that she wasnât there for a friendly visit and she certainly didnât look like a Jehovahâs Witness coming to deliver good news to them. The loud stench of her overpriced costume was enough to announce her intentions without having her open her mouth.
âI kept knocking but there was no response and when I tried to open the door, it actually opened and soâŠ.â Mrs Mwewa shamelessly tried to explain her presence at the balcony.
âWhat are you doing here maâam?â A very nervous Sibu asked.
âYou must be our dear heroine,â Mrs Mwewa said scathingly. âSo your pregnancy is the reason my son has been insisting on coming back to this god-forsaken country to finish his studies?â
Sibu was shaking her head frantically. âNoâŠnoâŠMartin doesnât knowâŠ.â
âWhy are you here Mrs Mwewa?â Sibeso asked curtly.
Mrs Mwewa glared in Sibesoâs direction, unimpressed by the girlâs rudeness. âWho are you by the way?â she aimed her sharp edged eyebrows at her.
âI am Sibuâs elder sister and I am the owner of this little house you just broke into.â Sibeso retorted.
Mrs Mwewa scoffed. âBroke into?â Her vampire flamed lips gashed. âAnyway, apologies for entering your fortress in such a manner but the only reason I came here today was to speak to the young lady here who happens to be your sister.â She turned to Sibu. âIs what I heard correct; are you pregnant for my son?â
Sibu kept her mouth shut, not sure if telling the truth was the right thing to do in that situation.
âYes she is but your son doesnât know yet,â Sibeso had no time to think.
âThen thatâs great,â the over-groomed woman surprised both girls with her response. Unfortunately, the feeling was immediately brought to a murderous end by the womanâs next words, âwe will get rid of that baby today and Martin is never to find out about it, do you understand me?â
Instinctively, Sibeso moved to stand in front of Sibu, shielding her from Martinâs mother as if her presence in itself was a danger to the unborn child. âHow typical,â Sibeso said. âAnd just what makes you think you can throw a few words around and we would do your bidding just like that?â
âBecause there is no way in hell Iâm letting my son have a child with a Tonga woman and dent the whole Mwewa clan. I did not raise my son just so he can be the reason I fail to hold my head up in public. No grandchild of mine will have Tonga blood and whatever other strange blood flows through this girl. Your aunt told me that your father knocked up your mother and then ran away from his responsibilities,â Mrs Mwewa deliberately raised her voice for the sake of Sibu who was still hidden behind Sibeso. âDonât you think that if she had done the right thing and gotten rid of such a manâs child then we all wouldnât be here having this kind of conversation?â
Sibeso could feel Sibusiswe tense up behind her. That breathing told her that her friend was about to lose control.
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