Chapter 4

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*MUSA*

Imithandazo is acting weird and there is nothing I hate like begging someone to talk, clearly, she is mad about last night but then I don’t understand why because I told her that I was working. I know that’s a lie, but she doesn’t know the truth, does she? Nope. She finally opens the door and walk past me back to our bedroom.

“I am fine Musa; I just needed a moment to myself to digest what you said to me.” Eh sarn okay maybe I was a bit insensitive but then what was she expecting when she deprived me sex? I hold her waist and brush her arms.

“I am sorry; I was harsh considering how much you want a baby. Please forgive me my love”. She frees herself from me and pack her things

“so, I am now the only one who wants a baby, you don’t anymore?” her question really catches me off guard as I didn’t expect it at all.

“What? No baby, I do want kids with you so badly but then I am just waiting for the perfect time from God, you know they say his timing is the best mos”. She leaves me there and walks out. My phone rings and it’s under my trouser, what is it doing here?

“Mal” I answer sitting on the bed.

“dude, what is happening with you!? " he asks half shouting and I just roll my eyes, trust him to be that dramatic.

“what are you on about now?”.

“I called you few minutes ago inquiring about your disappearance last night using my name without tipping me off, I mean that was some fucked up shit to do bra, I called Imi and…”. I quickly get up the moment he mentions my wife’s name,

“you called Imithandazo when? And why?"

"We needed your help and it turned out you switched up your phone and used me as a cover without telling me…I called her asking for you and she said you are covering for me”.

The fuck! No wonder she is this moody. “Your timing for calls always sucks marn” He always calls at the wrong time and says the wrong things,

“yeah just like now, I called and blabbed earlier and I think she answered your phone and i…”.

Fuck fuck this is not getting any better, now its explains her sudden mood. “u domu Mal, you are very stupid my friend, how can you speak without hearing my voice?". I mean who does that?

"Don't shout at me! It's your inability to keep it on your pants that got us here. And by the way my wife wants to tell Imi about Ayanda..."  She what?

"You keep your bitch out of my business.." how is she business like ungenaphi?

"No matter how angry you are bra don't you ever call my wife a bitch, just don't okay? You started this when you brought Ayanda around her,what did you expect her to say? Now she's thinking I am hoe like you!!" He screams,if there's one thing I don't need right now is fighting with my best friend.

" I am sorry Mal, I over extracted. Buy you can't allow her to destroy my marriage". He chuckles bitterly

"you are doing that yourself, Also you covering for Dr Mbuli this week and probably next week too!" With that he hang up. Damn I'm screwed! The last thing I want is to be working at the mental hospital.

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*IMITHANDAZO*

I keep on typing nonsense as my head isn't able to function well. My husband is cheating on me and his friend is hiding it, I thought Mal and his wife were decent Christian people, I know it's not fair on pinning this on them but I know for a fact that if Mal was cheating I was going to tell Luyanda.

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