“But you put on quite a show
You know,
Very entertaining
But it’s over now, but it’s over now
Go on a take a bow”.
I am singing this song looking myself in the lengthy mirror, I love this song with all my heart as I am busy singing and shaking my not so there booty. The song stops playing, someone must’ve switched off the music. I wonder who it could be because as far as I know my mother is at work and my dad is on a business trip. Wait. What if it’s a thief? How would they get in because I always lock the gate, the butler and the door once my mother leaves for work. Argh, I get out of my room and tip toed to the lounge to check who it is. It is my Mother, I am surprised to see her home so early because she usually knocks off around 19:00pm. She looks stress & tired. I greet her and sit down next to her.
“You home early”.
“Your father told me to knock off early he wants to talk to me about something” She takes off her shoes and rubs her feet.
“I wonder what’s so important that he has to tell you in a way that you had to knock off early. Let me go and get you water to soak your feet”.
Mom: “We are yet to find out, please do, my feet are killing me”. I stand up and prepare her water then take it to her.
Her: “Thank you baby”.
Me: “Let me go and start cooking then”.
Her: “I’ll go and take a bath so long” I nod getting up from the couch and walk to the kitchen.
I wonder what my father wants to talk about with my mother, it sounds important the way my Mother said it I hope he is not thinking of taking a second wife or divorcing her, that will break my mom apart. I cook beef & rice something easy and quick.
“I’m glad that you both here”, he says sitting down looking happy as ever, I guess he comes bearing good news.
Mom: “Get straight to the point Muzi”.
Dad: “Very well then”. He clasps his hands. “Noma I’m sure you’ve noticed that our marriage is no longer the same. We’ve both fell out of love with each other”.
Mom: “We? By ‘we’ you’re including me? I did not fall out of love with you. I love you Muzi. Yes, things are no longer the same, but we can work them out”. He shakes his head.
Him: “There is nothing to work out Noma”.
Mom: “What do you mean, Muzi”? Her eyes are shiny as if like she wants to cry.
Dad: “I want a divorce I can’t continue with this sham of a marriage”.
Mom: Gasping! “Muzi No! You can’t do this to me you are my life, how are you expecting me to live without you?” She is now crying…
Dad: “I’m sorry Noma, I never intended to hurt you this way, but sometimes life forces us to do things we do not want”.
Me: “Dad please. You can’t divorce mom, What about the vows you made at the church 30 years ago? You promised to love her till death do you apart”!
Dad: “Luxolo you will soon grow up and know what life is. Life is not a movie that you always see on TV, this in no Cinderella story this is reality”.
Mom: “Muzi please we can go to church, marriage counsellor anything I don’t want to lose you. Anything but not divorce Muzi! We can fix us, I can even give you the son you always wanted”. He shakes his head. She is on her knees begging my father, she is crying her tears are now mixed with snots, my dad is not even touched. He just looks at her with disgust.
Dad: “My lawyer will deliver the divorce papers tomorrow please sign them, I don’t want to fight you on this Noma, because you know you won’t win. You can have the house and the car”.
Me: “I hope you know what you’re doing. The pain you’re inflicting in my mother it shall be inflicted to you 30x, never undermine the tears of a praying woman” He chuckles, he thinks that this is a joke? He’s stupid.
Dad: “A praying woman
Mom: “Mu…Muzi” (hiccuping) pl…please we can work this out”.
Him: “I have made up my mind Noma, and it’s final. Oh, and another thing go and find a father of this bastard daughter of yours”! He is already on his feet.
Mom: “Wait, who is she? Who are you divorcing me for”?
Him: “It’s Bhebetsi. Your sister”. My mother let’s out another heart piercing wail. My eyes are also full of tears now, I hate seeing my mother cry. I don’t even know this Bhebetsi woman. But either way, why would she hurt her sister like this? It doesn’t make sense.
He turns back and walk out. Wait, what did he just say? Did he just indirectly tell me that he is not my father? If he is not my father then who is? I look at my mother, and she is crying, hurt is written in her eyes Dad, no Muzi broke her I’ve never seen my mother like this. On the other hand I wanted to ask her about what Muzi said about finding my real Father, but I decided to keep quiet I’ll ask her some other time right now she’s hurting, and doesn’t need me interrogating her. Why would her sister do her like this? This is cruelty on another level. She doesn’t need more stress, and I pray that these news doesn’t trigger her high blood levels. I get up from my couch and sit next to her trying to calm her down… The doorbell ring, I stand up and go to attend it, I yanked it open and it were I believe sheriffs judging by their uniform.
“Good afternoon miss”.
“Afternoon sir”.
“Can you please sign here for me”? He gives me a pen and a clip board, I sign then give him back his pen & board he gives me an envelope I guess it’s the divorce papers, that was fast. But let’s hope I’m wrong. They bid their goodbye, I close the door after them and go back to my mother. She is calm now. I give her the envelope.
“You can open it” mom tells me.
Me: “Are you sure”? She nods.
I do as told, and we are served with a notice, we must evacuate this house within 2 days, WTF! But Muzi just said we can keep the house, what nonsense is this now. I show it to my mother, and she shakes her head and let out another wail and I know why. We have nowhere to go. God, what wrong did we ever do to you? I cry as I lie my head on top of my mother’s lap. Where will we go? Where to from now? Why did Muzi divorce my mother? Couldn’t he at least give her heads up? This is too sudden, and It doesn’t make sense at all. By the look of things, it seems like he has been planning it all along or this Bhebetsi person fed him lies about my mother. He decided to break her more, he knows very well that she has no one, we were all that she had, and he decides to divorcé her. I continue crying as she hushes me. One way or the other, they will pay for this. They will pay for hurting my mother, all of them…