The diary of an African man

CHAPTER 6

A few weeks later my life was getting crazier and crazier. Khetho would call every minute of the day, she would ask for money every second. She would try and guilt trip me and say that she gives me sex but I don't give her money. She would invite me to her house every now and then but it felt really uncomfortable with her and her friend (who I do not know) who is always around. Well, let me rephrase that one. Who is always around when I'm around. I've also noticed that she hates me but that doesn't affect me. Okay, maybe a little. My brothers are going back to campus, finally. They are alot of work. I can't wait for Mseki to graduate and get a job so he can finally stop stealing my food.

I was at Khetho's doorstep ready to knock. She had asked me to come to her house. And there she goes again. She unlocked the burgler guard, opened the door and left  before I even got the chance to greet her or let alone look at her. I went the the launge and made myself comfortable.

The house felt like home. Laughter and memories radiated off its walls. Khetho came in and her face lit up immediately after she saw me.  She sat on my lap, not that I particularly enjoyed it. "Awuphake ukudla lapho!" She yelled across the room. She started kissing me all over my face, she was looking for a make out sesh but I wasn't really in the mood so I pulled back.

As soon as I pulled back her friend walked in with a tray of food while facing the floor and went straight for her room I suppose.

Khetho and I then proceeded to eat. The food was delicious and unfortunately I had assumed that Khetho had cooked it.

I was about to put the dishes on the sink to wash them, I saw her friend come in the kitchen from the corner of my eye. "You don't have to wash those, I'll do it. " She said facing the floor. I turned around to look at her, really look at her.  She was shorter compared to Khetho and way thicker. She was facing the floor as if not wanting me to see her face.

"Why do hate me?" I asked surprising myself even.

She took a deep breath "I don't hate you. I just hate the fact that you're so disrespectful. "she said, still not looking at me. "You come into my house,you have a make out  sesh on my couch and eat my food. And don't get me started when you told Khetho you don't like me around everytime you come to visit" she said in a calm tone. I don't understand how she mantained her calmness.

I can't believe this is her house. Khetho had said it was hers though. Jesus, I feel so embarrassed. I said nothing after that. I had no comeback. She had already started washing the dishes so I figured I should just leave. I told Khetho that something came up and I had to leave, she insisted at first but later gave up.

As soon as I left her house I called Mseki and told him to get ready. I arrived at my house and found Mseki already waiting by door. He got into the car and stared at me waiting for me to tell him what the fuck is going on. "The house I've been going to to meet Khetho, it's not hers, it belongs to her friend. I asked her friend why she hates me and she told me it's because I'm disrespectful. " I said while driving. I didn't even bother stealing a glance at him.

After a few minutes of thinking Mseki finally says "Go to her house, her friend's house ,I mean and tell her you want to be friends with her. If you're her friend she won't hate you for intruding in her house. "he says with his eyes not leaving the road.

"In my defense. I wasn't really intruding since I was invited. " I said in a defensive tone.

Mseki slightly chuckled then had a serious facial expression again. "My friend died. " He said randomly. He said it like it didn't bother him but I know it did. That was the reason why he had been  so concentrated on the road. Immediately after saying that he looked out the window.

I gave him a slight nod "Don't do anything stupid, Mseki" I said in a stern tone. I know Mseki when he's planning to do something stupid

  "I'll try. " Was his only response which low-key got me irritated.
After that , we drove in comfortable silence.