Episode 9
Pushing back the tears, Sibusiswe walked over to the wardrobe, opened it and took out a duvet.
She walked to the other side of the room where a huge white two-sitter couch lay in front of a 32 inch smart TV. She removed the three layered colourful cushions from the sofa, and posing herself as if for body viewing, she closed her eyes to sleep.
A hot tear came out of the side of her closed left eye.
When Martin woke up the next morning, it was to the smell of familiar scents and aromas. He slowly sat up and found his partner from the previous night enjoying some breakfast on a well la!d out tray.
âDid you just make yourself breakfast in my house?â Martin glared at her disdainfully. âYou needed to be out of here before my cousin wakes up.â He grabbed his wrist watch from the side of the bed and checked the time.
âItâs now 8 oâclock and you are still seated here acting like a madam. I told you I am a married man.â He got out of bed and and was about to reach for his clothes on the floor when he found nothing.
only then did he notice the changes in the room.
Apart from the bed, everything else in the room was in immaculate order, way better than it had been for the past two weeks.
âDid you clean this room?â Martin asked before spotting a pile of fresh clothes la!d out on the arm of the sofa on the other side of the room.
He scoffed. âIf you are campaigning for marriage, you are barking at the wrong guyâŠwhat did you say your name was again?â
âGloria,â the woman answered as Martin went to put on the fresh clothes anyway.
âI think you are being rude and making a lot of wrong assumptions,â Gloria said from the other side of the room. She put her tray down on the bed and glared at Martin. âI didnât make this breakfast and I didnât touch anything in this room apart from my clothes,â she said. âWhen I woke up I found a lady cleaning the room, she told me she was your cousin or something. I was about to leave but she insisted that I have breakfast first because she would be in trouble if you discovered that she let a guest leave without eating.â
With one leg into his pant and the other half-way through, Martin paused and turned around. âA lady?â he threw a questioning look at Gloria. âThere are no women that live in this house, only my uncle and his son. What lady are you talking about?â
It was Gloriaâs turn to look puzzled. âShe looked young, tall, and very beautiful with very long hair. At first I thought she was one of your women but she was very kind to me.â
âOh s–t!â Martin forgot about his state of undress and tried to move but went crushing down to the floor, face first.
âOh s–t, oh s–t, oh s–t,â he repeated as he struggled to put his leg back into his trousers. âYou need to get out of here right now if you want to live.â
He finally succeeded with the trousers and was now rushing towards the door.
âWhatâs going on here?â A very confused Gloria asked from behind him.
Martin paused for a second at the door. âThat kind woman that served you breakfast is my wife.â He said between clenched teeth as the woman responded in frightened countenance.
âIf I were you, I would be rushing to the nearest hospital to get an antidote for whatever you just eat. You need to leave, now!â he said and bolted out of the door, taking the stairs two at a time.
He found a bamboozled Charles down the stairs. âWhereâs my wife?â Martin asked.
Charles pointed towards the kitchen where sounds of plates clicking against each other could be heard. âI thought you were dead,â He was visibly shaken by how things had turned out.
âWhy do you think I am in shock right now?â Martin said as he ran towards the kitchen. For the first time ever, he was frustrated by the size of the house.
Charles went weak at the knees when he saw the woman his cousin had brought home when he thought he was fast asleep. She was carefully walking down the stairs so as not to be heard, her shoes in her hands. âYou are still here?â Charles whispered at the woman.
âIs it safe?â Gloria mouthed the words as she looked around the house.
Charles nodded and she quickly took the rest of the stairs down.
Martinâs cousin helped her to the door and quickly closed it behind her, taking a deep breath and rested his back against the very door in relief.
What the hell was going on? He thought as he tip-toed back to his room, making sure to lock his door behind him.
âSibu,â Martin nervously called his wifeâs name from the entrance of the kitchen. He needed an early exit in case something came flying in his direction.
Sibusiswe put down the plate she was washing and turned off the water in the sink before turning around to face her husband. âMartin,â was all she managed as a response.
She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back against the sink, waiting to hear whatever Martin had to say. She certainly wasnât going to make it easy for him.
This is not how I expected things to go , Martin lamented to himself. What the hell Iâm I supposed to say? Why isnât she saying anything? Why isnât she throwing things? What Iâm I supposed to do ?
Next thing he knew, he was down on his knees, and with his hands raised above his head as if in prayer, he begged her forgiveness. âI am sorry SibuâŠI am sorry babeâŠI will never do it againâŠ.â He went on like that for close to two minutes while Sibu remained rooted to her spot, watching his performance with a blank expression on her face.
She was indeed a tough audience to impress.
âDonât even think about giving that oh the devil made me do it kind of nonsense.â Sibu finally snapped. âThis time I can vouch for the devil because while you were busy dejuicing someoneâs daughter, I had engaged the devil in a little tete-a-tete . I needed to know why heâs so bent on messing me up all the timeâŠâ her voice started to shake a bit from stifling her tears.
ââŠotherwise, why would I be six weeks pregnant for someone like you?â Saying those words out was like a trigger that opened the floodgates she had been desperately tying to keep shut. How many more tears did she have to waste on him?
Never before had Martin been so conflicted.
The stellar announcement made him pause with his hands in the air as he starred at his wife in both anguish and euphoria. Not sure which emotion to settle for and still on his knees, Martin lowered his head further down as he begged his wife for forgiveness in absolute obeisance.
But Sibu was not fazed in the slightest. She was looking down at him like a bundle of poop that she needed to get away from as fast as possible. âClean up your s–t before you even think of talking to me,â she commanded in clear cut vociferation. âYou reek of condoms and recycled v—-a.â
She then grabbed a towel from the rack, dried her hands and threw it down to the floor before walking away, deliberately bumping into Martin and sending him falling off to the side as she sqÂŁÂŁzed herself out of the kitchen.
It was then that Martin realized he had forgotten to put on a shirt.
Martin managed to get up from the floor with some difficult but by the time he was outside, Sibusiswe had already driven off.
âAnd that my friend is what is known as the Sibu-effect,â Conrad proudly announced. He was now on his feet, standing next to an astound Kondwani with his arm resting over his shoulder.
âIt is a phenomenon or a type of reactivity that occurs when a man has been caught naked in bed with another woman by his wife and the said wife then proceeds to make the two breakfast in bed, thus putting the man in a state of confusion and trepidationâŠwith a slight hint of pee on his pants as he grovels in despair begging for retribution.â Conrad drollery summarized for his mates as Martin looked on in disquietude.
Kondwani gasped. âYou peed on yourself?â he asked Martin.
Martin stretched his hand and smacked the back of Conradâs head. After his friendship with Ted had faltered years back, Conrad had somehow taken over the spot as Martinâs close friend, a development that did neither of the former friends imagined possible.
âOf course I didnât!â Martin defended his honor. âYes, maybe I did think about it but it never happened. However, to this day, thinking about that incident makes the hairs at the back of my neck stand.â
âWhatever happened to the woman she caught you in bed with?â Nelson inquired. âI have always wondered about that.â
âOh yeah, me too,â Conrad too chipped in.
âShe lived, if thatâs what you are all insinuating with your questions.â Martin retorted. âBut I had to ask my secretary to anonymously keep calling the woman just to check if she was still alive before I could finally start eating food from home.â
âAnd she never divorced you even after finding you like that?â Kondwani asked, looking a little overwhelmed by all the information he had just heard.
âBefore I could even commerce project beg until no shred of pride is left in you when I reached home, she looked me in the eye and told me that she was only staying because she needed my money and she wanted to give our child a proper family so there was no need for me to grovel before her. She was curt and brutalâŠup to now I still donât know what i was most sorry about; that I had done something like that to my wife and let her catch me in such a state, or that I had put her through so much pain that she no longer gave a dame about my indiscretions. either way, it hurts like hell,â he hit his hand against his chest repeatedly as a somber expression materialized on his face.
âI donât know whether I should give your wifeâŠex-wife a medal or get a restraining order against her just so I can protect myself from ever meeting her.â Kondwani the accountant lamented. âI respect her a lotâŠbut at the same time I am very afraid of her.â
âMe too my friend,â Martin said with a far-off expression on his face. âMe too,â he repeated.
âYour ex-wife is hard core,â Nelson remarked. âShe got a self-proclaimed bachelor to marry her in the shortest space of time and then she went ahead and dumped him at a time when he least expected it. There should be a superhero named after her somewhere in the world or even a word should be added in the dictionary in her honour,â and after pausing for a bit he added, âSibu: the act of not giving a dame when a man repeatedly cheats on you; when used in a sentence, Martin was Sibuâd by his ex-wifeâŠor, Most women of the 21âst century practice sibulity.â
Three men gaped at Nelson as they shook their heads in shared incredulity.
âYou know what has always bothered me,â Conrad brushed Nelson off. âHow is it that a woman that claimed to have married you for your money refused to take even a single penny of your money in alimony?â
âYou think I have never asked myself that?â Martin said. âThatâs what pisses me off the most, that despite being married to her for five years, I know nothing about her. I know without doubt that something is going on with her but I have no idea what it is. Last night Mwiche told me that she spoke to Sibu and that she accidentally let on that she will be leaving the country in a few days. We have a child together yet she hasnât even bothered to inform me. I have been trying to call her since last night but she wonât take my calls.â
âIs that why you left the house looking like that?â Nelson asked.
âI got home and found my mother waiting for me,â Martin replied. âAs usual she wanted to start talking trash about Sibu but I just wasnât in the mood. I grabbed the nearest thing I could find and bolted out of there.â
âWhy does your mother hate your ex-wife so much?â Kondwani asked.
The three of them looked at him snippily.
âHis mother hates any woman that gets close to her son,â Conrad supplied. âBut it was worse for Sibu because of two reason; one, she was Tonga, and two, Martin was crazy in-love with her.â
âOh,â was all Kondwani could say in response. He knew someone exactly like that.
âSo where is Sibu going? Are you going to let her go with your son?â Nelson asked.
âShe is going to SAâŠand yes, if she is going then I will have no choice but to let her go with himâŠthat was the agreement we made. She has full custodyâŠbecause it was my way of thanking her and apologizing for everything I did to herâŠand of course because I trusted her to know she would let me see Jacob whenever I wanted. Both her parents are late, so she is a sU-Cker for family. I had to give her full custody to protect her from my motherâŠjust in case of any eventualities.â
âBut what were you thanking her forâŠyou said something about thanking her? We all know why you needed to apologizeâŠbut thanking herâŠâ Nelson quipped. ââŠfor allowing your sorry a-s to cheat on her while you were still married to her?
Nelson once again won himself disconcerting looks from his buddies.
Martin looked at Nelson in indignation. âYou do know I stopped carrying a gun around with me the day after you joined the company, right?â He said. âDonât tempt me right now,â he cautioned him.
Kondwani and Conrad enjoyed a hearty laugh at the expense of their friend.
âIsnât Ted also in South Africa?â Conrad later asked as realization dawned on him. âThatâs why you are this worked up, isnât it?â He starred at his friend in apprehension.
The look of trepidation on Martinâs face confirmed Conradâs suspicions.
âAre you talking about Ted, the one whose father isâŠâ Kondwani was saying.
âYes, that same one,â Nelson cut in. âWhen I joined the company I heard rumors about you guys fighting over Sibusiswe. Apparently you betrayed him and stole her from him.â
Martin starred lividly at the imprudent Nelson. âYou know, for a lawyer you lack tact Nelson, sometimes I wonder if you are a friend or foe.â He said.
Nelson snickered. âI just say it as it is,â he said without the slightest hint of mortification. âSo it is true about what went down between the two of you?â He pressed on unashamedly, again winning himself austere countenance from everyone.
âI donât know about what you heard and frankly I donât give a dame. However, if you must know; yes it is a fact that both Ted and I were in-love with Sibu but it is also a fact that she was always in-love with me and never with him.â
âSo why are you nervous about the possibility of the two of them meeting in SA?â Nelson persisted.
Martin glared at him, completely befuddled by his lack of savoir faire, âI never said I was nervous,â Martin lied. âThis is the first time I am going to be very far from my son and that worries me, a lot. Is that information enough for you Mr Nasty?â
Nelson only chuckled in response, pleased with the fact that he had managed to get under Martinâs skin.
âYou know, sometimes you talk as if you only have one child. I wonder what Veronica feels about that.â Conrad said.
Martin scoffed. âVeronica is an opportunistic b—h who thinks that just because her parents forced her on me then that makes her my wife. There is no woman on the face of this earth that will ever take Sibuâs place in my heart.I have made that point clear to her every single day but she still ainât leaving.â
Kondwani thought about asking Martin an obvious question but reasoned that he needed some liquid courage first before daring to ask his boss such a bold question. He knew everyone else was dying to know as well and so he put his trust in the bottle.
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