Haywire – Episode 5

Episode 5 (full)

 

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Peter was so hurt with the actions of his wife. He was extremely in the mood for it. “Fostinah, yes we have some misunderstandings, but it has nothing to do with us getting intimate.” He said.

 

“Emotions are also involved in it, so don’t disturb me”

 

“If you don’t feel like, just let me do it on my own. I will do self catering one” “Forget it. Give me my money and you will do as you please.” She said. Peter sat up and started pulling the Jean off her by force.

 

“Hey what do you think you are doing? I will shout” she said.

 

“Shout as much as you want to, but I won’t give up”

 

“This is rape!”

 

“Rape? Raping my own wife? If that is a crime then let it be” he said adding more force to the pulling.

 

Seeing that she was being slowly overpowered, she hit him on the chest with her legs making him fall down from the bed hitting the ground with his forehead. “Are you stupid?” She shouted pulling up her pair of jeans.

 

Peter stood up silently as he held where he had hit the floor from. He went to the closet and got a golf t-shirt and a pair of slacks. He wore them with some sneakers and got the keys for his vehicle. As he passed by the mirror he saw that his forehead part where he had hit the ground got swollen. He just shook his head as he went to the door.

 

“Where are you going? If you think I will buy your tricks, forget it” fostinah said. Peter walked out of the room and went outside the house. He got into into his vehicle and drove out. He didn’t know exactly where to drive but he just drove into town.

 

The town was so quiet, as people were sleeping during that time. He then remembered of a night club where he thought he would go. He drove there and packed in the car park.

 

As he was getting out, a fine beautiful and well built lady came to him.

 

“Hey honey, let me keep you company” she said.

 

“I need time alone.”

 

“I wont be saying anything then.” She said.

 

Peter started walking going into the club as the lady walked by her side. He got in and ordered a bottle for himself and the lady.

 

“He has bought me a bottle, this means we gonna do it. I smell money here” the lady thought to herself.

 

Peter went on drinking until when it was 3am in the morning. The lady had tried all she could to entice him but he stood his ground of not falling prey to her. .

 

Back home, Fostinah couldn’t sleep seeing her husband had been out upto around 3AM. She got so stressed when she imagined of what he could be doing out there. She tried to call him but the phone went unanswered. She did that several times but to no avail.

 

She then decided to call Chabota to tell her what had happened.

 

“Hello Fostinah” Chabota answered the phone with sleep in her voice.

 

“Sorry for disturbing you, i have a problem”.

 

“What?”

 

“My husband went out and he is not yet back till now”

 

“Why? What did you to make that mad?”

 

“It’s a long story. Just help me on what to do”

 

“Just wait till morning. He will be fine”

 

“Hope so. I can’t even sleep”

 

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In the morning, Fostinah woke up and prepared her children for school as usual.

 

She then started preparing for herself.

 

When the children left by the school bus, she hurried to finish preparing herself. Just then, she heard a vehicle entering into her yard. She peeped through the window and saw that it was her husband. “Mtchweeeeee”

 

She continued preparing.

 

Peter walked into the bedroom without saying anything with a swelling evident on his forehead. Fostinah saw it and felt pity for him but the ego in her was too much to apologise.

 

Peter quickly showered and got dressed before she could finish. He got his laptop bag and left the bedroom. In a split second, Fostinah just heard him driving out. “I will not speak to him. He thinks he can trick me”

 

She got her car keys and handbag then went outside. She then drove off for work.

 

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During lunch, she went and sat at the canteen to eat. Just then, sister Bwalya came

 

to her and sat at the table where she was.

 

“Hello Fostinah”

 

“Hi sister Bwalya”

 

“You don’t seem okay today. I have been observing you”

 

“Am fine”

 

“If there is anything, we can share and find a solution” Fostinah looked at her not being sure whether to tell her or not. “Come on tell me. It will be between the two of us” sister Bwalya said.

 

Fostinah narrated the whole problem which he had at home to sister Bwalya. When she was done her expectations were that sister Bwalya would get mad at her or her husband. But she was wrong.

 

“Okay, that’s something serious” sister Bwalya said calmly.

 

“And the worst part is he didn’t talk to me knowing that he slept out” fostinah said.

 

 

“Yes it’s so painful to hear but did you yourself talk to him?” Sister Bwalya asked. “Why should I when he is the one wrong?” “Wrong? Okay, who made him leave the house?”

 

“It’s me, but is it my fault?”

 

“Listen Fostinah, if you really want to be helped, you have to pack your ego at this point. Remove that spirit of you being right. Let’s say, if you allowed him to do it, would he have left? No, so do you see where you started the fire?”

 

“But he wasn’t supposed to sleep out. He would have gone to another room” “Ulina mwai anacokapo nocokapo ndaba kuti niwinangu, asembe akunyesha” said sister Bwalya. (You are even fortunate that he went out because it was another person, he would have beaten you blue-black.)

 

“Okay, now listen. If you are a well taught woman, you should never in your entire marriage life, deny your man to do it as punishment. It’s like food to them so they want it. If you don’t give them, they will still have it elsewhere.” Sister Bwalya added.

 

“But I wasn’t in the mood. I was angry with him”

 

“Which part was angry with him? Don’t involve your innocent Calabash in your arguments. Your item and his set didn’t argue.”

 

“That’s colloquial. It’s archaic. We have to do it when I feel like.”

 

“You are putting your interest ahead of his. Let him be your priority if you want to

 

keep him to you. And remember what my grandmother told me. She said that, if

 

you want to keep a man, KEEP HIS STOMACH FULL AND HIS BALLS

 

EMPTY. Cook for him and give him lots of it. He will never run away from you

 

unless he is just a fool. If you don’t give your man enough of it, then you are

 

making a monster of him yourself.”

 

“I understand but it’s a bit difficult”

 

“It can not be difficult. The moment your parents received the dowry from him, they legalized him to use your Calabash as much as he wants. He is the only one legal to it. It’s his right. First, Let him smash and talk about the issue of money later.”

 

“Mmmm okay, i have heard but what about my money which he got from me?” “Firstly did you confirm that he really paid his whole salary to the fees of his siblings?”

 

“Yes, he showed me the receipts”

 

“Okay, did the receipts add up to his salary”

 

“Yeah”

 

“Then he is a good man. I would have been on him if he used it elsewhere but he is

 

honest. I have a question for you”

 

“Okay”

 

“Do you want this marriage to work?”

 

“Yes of course”

 

“Then forget about the money you lent him”

 

“What?!”

 

“Yes, forget it. If you cling to it, just know that this year won’t end before your

 

marriage collapse.”

 

“Are you cursing me?”

 

“No am telling you the truth. You are too much on him. Give him breathing space. Why can’t you help your husband with your salary?”

 

“Hehehehe, i have heard everything concerning sex but on this money I differ with you”

 

“Fostinah don’t smear mud on your marriage. Do you know how many women out

 

there are looking for this opportunity to be called Mrs somebody? Huh?” Asked

 

sister Bwalya.

 

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Watch out for episode 6