Turning Table

Part 36

***Don't forget - beautiful sunsets need cloudy skies.***

🌹Liyana🌹

They say After tears are a way in townships of 'celebrating', paying of last respects to the deceased and way to send condolences to the bereaved family. ... This phenomenon is something many people who live in the townships have come to accept as part of living...

What me and Mpume did was just utterly crazy, we bought Savannah ciders and started drinking, sharing stories from our past.
There was no point in keeping the fact that my mother is the president of black tax,
And avoiding the topic with Mpume was just useless because my mother has been blowing my phone for hours on end.

Looks like my brother made himself the most crowned Ziqubu Prince yet again, yet I'm used as the sacrificed lamb for the feast, 
Last time I checked my mother has two working children but even with his child under her roof she still calls me demanding more money,
"Liyana your brother is home, and he has brought along with him, his WHITE fiance, I need to make special dinner for them can you transfer R1000, to my account"

Like really mother?  I gave you my entire bonus money to use for Christmas but still, I'm asked for more?

" your mother has issues "
Mpume said in her drunk state
Me: your mother has even bigger issues "
We bust  out and laughed,

Her: you right about that, I wonder what would have my life turned out to be like if I was not raised by her"
Me: you still blame her for how your life turned out"
Her: she is my mother of cause I blame her!"
I raised my hand to surrender but she continued

Her: look I was groomed to be the perfect wife, not a woman not mother to my kids but a perfect wife, 9 years of my life I spend with a man with trust issues he loved the happy home, the warmth of it and I had to be his barefoot wife slaving in the kitchen,   Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that I have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs.
..demanded I give him more babies...which means I have sex with him to fulfill a purpose, don't get me wrong his sex game was good...but most important he wanted a family which I gave him, so here I was breastfeeding taking care of his children They are after all his little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part. Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival,  Try to encourage the children to be quiet.
Be happy to see him.
Greet him with a warm smile and show sincerity in my desire to please him.
Forced to Listen to him. I may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. I will just have to let him talk first – remember, his topics of conversation are more important than mine,
My goal: Try to make sure that our home is a place of peace, order, and tranquility where my husband can renew himself in body and spirit. My mother told me never ever greet my husband with complaints and problems.
So I learned to keep quiet Don't complain if he's late for dinner or even if he stays out all night. Count this as minor compared to what he might have gone through at work.
Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or lie him down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him.
Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soothing, and pleasant voice.
Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgment or integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always exercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to question him.
A good wife always knows her place..."

She took her sip and down her drink
While I was still trying to pull up my bottom lip from the floor
Her: yet the world says she is a bitch, she is cheater... Had a busted child outside her marriage worst part she abandoned her children after divorce, ...girl I say fuck them!! They don't know my life, the painted perfect family picture was just that a picture! I got married when I was 19 for year's I slept with one man for years my husband, I knew no life than the life of being a good wife....so I started hating, envying, lusting, and desiring the world outside my walls, I wanted what Zoe Sindy and Gugu have a fun relationship with their partners "

Me: so you cheated?"
Her: my husband was gone for weeks out on business, when he got home he just wanted to fuck me, play with his children... Fuck me again, eat his food and just say I'm tired baby will go on holiday next time"

Me: not a reason for you to cheat though "
Her: shut up!!"
I laughed
Her: you lost a good life... When you could have just resolved this issue by talking...seeing someone..."
Her: good life!?... I was bored to death "
Her: urg you rich people and these white problems... So you were depressed and fell on top of another man's dick loved it so much you did again and again..."

She hit me with popcorn telling me to shut up, I bust out and laughed and made my way to the door, to attend to the knock, in my mind  I'm thinking it's LT coming to get her car but a man stood there looking at me more like looking down on me
Me: may I help you "
Him: are you Ms. Ziqububu "
" mmmm hulala hay handsome"
Mpume said standing next to me,
Me: Mpume shut up! ....uuu. Yes I  am"
Man: please come with me "
Me: I'm not going anywhere with you until you tell me what do you want?...and who are you? "
Him: Kin...I mean Ntsika asked that I come to get you  "
I looked at Mpume in shock
Me:...uuum tell him  I will see him tomorrow "
Man: please tell him yourself mam his in the car waiting for you "

I pop my eyes open, I kept hitting Mpume's hand that was fixing my tank top that was dropping over my one shoulder,
Me: stop it " I said to her
Mpume: tell your boss she is coming she is just freshening up "
Mpume slammed the door on the guy face

Me: Mpume what the fuck!'
Her: go wash your mouth, fix your hair, change this slutty shirt"
Me: I'm not doing that shit!"
Her: if that fine-looking guy is your man's driver it means your man is loaded... Now listen to me,  if you want to be out of this place and your want to get your mother of your hair, there is your ticket outside the door! So what is it going to be?"

Me: Mpume my mother never raised me to be..."
Her: to be what her mill ticket?" 
I bite my lip looking at her...
"I'm no slay queen Mpume...I'm, no gold digger...stop talking to me like I'm you!!"
She laughed shaking her head
" of cause you none of those things... All I'm saying is that what if the guy likes you...like really likes you then what?"
I pushed her off my way

Me: I guess I will just have to find out!"
Her: Liya...not dressed in denim shorts and tank tops"
I rolled my eyes and opened the door and walked out,

I found the driver standing outside a shiny black car, I don't know car models but this car looked expensive, too expensive. fuck now I feel underdressed damn it! I should have listened to Mpume, the driver opened the door for me and I reluctantly jumped in, the feel of the leather seat under my thighs made me hold my savannah smelling breath in

I looked next to me and he sits there, His eyes are fixed on his tab all I'm seeing is stock market candle bars in different colors fluctuations  on his screen his cologne alone is intoxicating making it hard for me to breath
Him: I texted " he said not even looking at me
Me: I saw "
Him: I called "
Me: I ignored "

He snickered
"Kaye asivaye Mfethu "
" Sure boss, " the driver said
The car engine started and I shifted and looked at Ntsika
Me: Ntsika I'm not going with you!"
Him: I ignored"
He said looking at me for the first time, I looked at his eyes and I swallowed...not this again I'm not falling for this again!"...oh shit!