Final
Joba did not call my Mom back like he said he will.
I told my mom the exact time to reach him so she tried calling him again but he did not pick.
After so much attempt he later answered the call.
My mother spoke to him on how disrespectful his actions were. She also mentioned about the love post his baby mama posted on Facebook and attached their uniform pictures and he blocked me after he was confronted over the issue.
Joba told my Mom that I can not stop his bosom friend or his baby mama from posting on his birthday.
He said his son's mother was there even before he got married to me so I can't tell him what to do or dictate who to be in his life. It was all his choice and not mine to make.
My mother was about to say something when Joba hang up the phone.
He ended the call after talking and did not give my mom a chance to speak.
The following day, he unblocked me and told me that I should move on with my life.
Prologue Kanua Village, Zambia; January, 1991 There was a murderous glow in the eyes of the ten year old Luyando Chimeko as she stood watch over her drunk and passed out father snoring away on the mat inside the tent that a good Samaritan had lent to them which they had come to regard as their home for the past one week. Luyando had had enough of living like a destitute at the hands of her vagabond father whose own life seemed to be rotting away ever since the untimely demise of his wife a year ago. On that day, the ten year old had not just lost her mother, she had lost her father as well. The man she was now looking at was only a shell of the man she once called dad…and she had had enough of watching him waste his and her life away like someone who no longer had anything more to live for. Luyando wiped away her tears with a rage that was beyond her years, her gaze still fixed disapprovingly on her father. “What about me!” Luya
Lusaka, Zambia; December, 2015. Natasha Thompson drove her brand new Chevy into Tulani Media House which was popularly known as TMH and went searching for a free spot in the parking lot. TMH was the leading independent and private media firm in the country and Natasha was more than excited to start her first day…her first job in Zambia since returning from the States a month ago. After moving around in circles for close to five minutes without finding a free parking spot, Natasha was about to lose hope when she saw a vehicle move out of a spot a short distance from where she was. She rushed over there before anyone else got the spot and was just about to get into the spot when she heard someone hooting ruthlessly behind her. She looked back to find the very car that had just moved out and a lady came out, belligerently waving her arms about in the air as she walked towards Natasha. Wondering what the hell was going on, Natasha waited fo
“What the hell are you doing at your boss’ house at this time of the night?” Luyando asked Natasha.“Obviously nothing close to what you are just from doing …to your brother .” She said with a taunting smile on her face. “Relax Tula,” She said to Tulani, inviting herself into the house and patting him on the shoulder.”I totally understand whatever is going on here; it appears your married sister , is in-love with you.”“I knew I was going to hate you the moment I laid my eyes on you.” Luyando said curtly.Natasha laughed. “The feeling is mutual Lu…I can call you Lu now since we are not at the office right? You are after all my ex- boyfriend’ssister.”“Ex-boyfriend?”Luyando looked to her brother for confirmation.The proud gri
Natasha found her mother out on the street outside their home pacing to and from as she waiting for her husband to appear. Natasha quickly parked to the side and ran after her. The first thing she noticed where the tears in her eyes. “Mum,” she held her tightly in her arms. “I am scared Tasha,” Martha cried. “It’s okay mum, it’s okay…I trust that dad is okay. You know how my heart paces when something bad is about to happen? Well, feel it,” she took her mother’s hand and placed it over her heart. “It’s calm right?” Natasha said. “What if something happened? What if the past…what if….” Natasha slowly released her mother from the embrace and instead held both her hands. “Mum,” she said. “Dad won’t ever do that again.” Martha gave her daughter a puzzled expres
What did she say?” Martha probed her husband. “The worst things baby, she said the worst things. She accused me of doing some terrible things to her.” “Honey, look at me,” Martha put her hand under his chin and lifted his head up. “What’s going on? What did she accuse you of?” The tears Ben had desperately been fighting back since he came home came pouring out. Like the typical man he was, he tried to hide his pain but Martha knew him too well. She moved closer and embraced him. “Whatever it is, you can talk to me about it honey.” She told him. Martha waited for him to calm down and when he finally did, he looked her in the eye and finally told her. “Rape!?” Martha was in deep shock. “She accused you of rape?” “I never did anything like that to her Martha. I would never touc
On his drive to Natasha’s place, Tulani did some mental calculations in his head to determine whether Sean could really be his son. If the child was four years old, then there was no way he could be his since he had only known Tasha for four years and some months.If indeed the child is mine, shouldn’t he be about three years old or something? He wondered.Tulani’s doubts about the boy’s paternity were crushed the moment he laid his eyes on him. He knew without a doubt that the boy was his; the eyes, the nose and the general shape of his head all screamed his DNA.“There’s something I don’t understand,” Tulani told Natasha as they stood outside by his car.“I don’t need to ask you the obvious question but,” he was nervously rubbing one foot against the paved ground, his mind doing summersau
“The crazy guy from the next apartment?” She asked.“Yes!”“Wasn’t he married to someone called Beverly?”“He was, but they divorced…because of Jordan.”“I’m lost,” Natasha said, and she clearly looked confused.“That day you came, gosh, I didn’t even know it was you that came. That day Henry’s wife had come back home from her parents unannounced. She knew Henry was cheating on her so she wanted to catch him red handed.“When Henry heard the door opening, he quickly helped Jordan whom he had been in bed with to go over the window and come to my place. Thing is, she appeared on my bedroom window commando so I grabbed the first piece of cloth I could get my hands on and sent her out of my room.“I was in the bedro
Martha had been watching her husband’s strange behaviour all through dinner. She could tell that something was bothering him and she suspected that whatever it was had something to do with his trip to the mall earlier that day.“Why aren’t you eating dad?” It appeared Bernard’s sour mood could not escape his daughter either.Bernard finally gave up pretending to eat and laid his folk down. “I’m sorry, am just not feeling too well.” He then got up and went upstairs. Martha followed him up a few minutes later.She found him lying on the bed, face up and with eyes closed.“When are you going to tell me what’s bothering you my husband?” She sat down on the edge of the bed. “What did your daughter say to you?”Bernard slowly opened his eye