To My Ex: Thank You by Hlengiwe Mathebula (easy books to read .TXT) 📕

when it suits her.
"I need to watch your tone", Melusi said coldly.
Oh God I cannot believe this after everything I did for him this is how he thanks me.
"Watch my tone? Where was she when Okuhle was sick and I had to stay all night with him? Lie to my mom that I was sleeping over at a classmate's house so I can help you with your child after everything we've been through this is how you thank me?" I said shouting and crying.
When I realised that they won't say anything I went on to say what I wanted to say.
"Did he tell you that I had to miss 3 papers. Three papers becuase Your son was sick and he didn't want his dad he wanted to be held by me the only mom he has known since you left her?" I said still shouting but no longer crying.
"I thought we had something special, I thought you were going to marry some day. That's what you promised me" I said shyly.
He laughed like really laughed in my face. I thought I'd die after everything I have been through. Not sleeping with him is the best and wise decision I've ever made. Imagine giving my virginity to this kind of a guy.
The pain I am feeling right now dear Lord can I just die already. First it was my dad now it's Melusi. Maybe that's what I am made for. For people to leave me.  Chapter 8

 I was brought back to the presence by Melusi weeping. I don't know what to do. Nono won't allow me to try and reach out to him. But I am married after all. I decided to leave early because I didn't have any more clients.
"Guys I need to leave, I'm suddenly not feeling well" I tell them.
I went to my car and drove home but I couldn't help thinking about Okuhle he's now 14 years. And looking at the date my eyes widened. Oh no this is the day I met Okuhle and Melusi 14 years ago. Oh God what a coincident. In no time I was home and I found Mlondolozi in the kitchen wearing my apron cooking my favourite meal, dumbling and beef stew. I thank Melusi everyday for 7 years now. Leaving me was the best thing he has ever done for me.
Looking back Melusi never cooked for me he always refused, he told me he loved me when I said it first. Maybe he was using me so that I can help him raise Melusi. I know it's wrong to compare them but I can't help it at times.
"Hey baby, hmmm this smells delicious" I greet him hugging him from the back.
"Mkami, unjani?" (Wifey, how are you doing) he asks smiling and kissing my forehead.
Dear Lord I love those kisses. I love them more than I love being kissed in the lips.
"Eeh babe you won't believe what happened" I said to him.
"Ooh ooh" he says teasing me.
The way I am forever gosipping he always tells me that I should've done Journalism. Well you know I think Nono should've been a journalist not me.
"Well babe I don't think you'll like this" I say warning him.
"You lost clients" he asks frowning.
"Nope" I say popping the p
"Okay what is it, did you find out you're pregnant" he asks a little happy.
Well ever since I miscarried he said we need to grief first before trying for a baby again.
"No baby" I say not sure if I should continue telling him. Well he has never met Melusi but he hates him more than I do. He raise one brow waiting for me to tell him.
"Melusi was at the office, he's the gardener" I tell him.
"Melusi as in your ex?" he asks shocked.
"Yes babe" I answer.
"Okay he's the gardener?" he asks smiling.
"I'm glad you find this amusing"
"I'd like to meet him and thank him for leaving you, otherwise I wouldn't have met you" he says smiling.
"Babe is it okay if I meet Okuhle, I have been wondering how he has been doing after those years" I say not looking at him.
"It's okay baby, you practically raised the kid, I'd like to meet him too" he says smiling.
Dear Lord what did I do to deserve this kind of a husband. I mean I don't go to Church, I don't pray. I don't even follow all the ten comandments I don't even know any of them.
"Okay let's discuss this over dinner you must be hungry" he says
I set the table. That's one of our unspoken rule. If I cook he sets the table and visa verse.
"This is delicious, I'm so jealous you're a good cook than I am" I say smiling at him.
"No, I'm not you are" he replies.
"You tryna make me feel better, you see why I fell for you". Well that's one of the reason I fell for him. Melusi kinda messed up my self esteem. I keep on expecting Mlondolozi to leave me, especially after I miscarried his baby but he didn't. Instead that made us very close. Sometimes I look at my handsome husband and I say Dear Lord I can never thank you enough for this precious gift.
"What are you smiling about?"
Oh God I didn't notice that I was looking at him and smiling like an idoit.
"Well I'm thinking about the day I first met you" I say smiling at him".
"OMG, don't even go there" he says laughing.
"I'm glad you didn't stop asking me out, even though I was total ass" I tell him smiling.
"It was worth it, I told you remember?" he says still laughing.
Gosh the stuff I said to him when we first met and yet he didn't give up. I'm forever grateful.
"You look tired I'll wash the dishes go to bed, just don't sleep" he says kissing my forehead. I smile like an idoit that I am. I love those kisses more than anything in this world okay not more than I love Nono and Mlondolozi, they are the only family I have. I go to bed amd wait for my husband.
Twenty minutes later he shows up. He hates washing dishes more than anything but here he did becuase I had a shory yet very long day. 'm already yawning a lot so he tells me to sleep. But before he plants kisses all over my face and telling me that he loves me.
I go to sleep and I dream of the day my dad left me and my mom that was 16 years ago, but I usually dream about that day and the day Melusi left me. It annoys me that I don't dream of the day I met Mlondolozi, the day he sent he abakhongi for lobola negotiations, thr day I got married and the day I found out I was pregnant. Those were the best days of my life. I've never seen my mom so happy.
I must've screamed cause Mlondi my husband was shaking me gently telling me that it's okay he'll never leave but didn't they all promise me that and what did they do. Mlondi hates it when I say those stuff but honestly it's not fair on him because it's been 7 years and he's still here supporting me like always.

Chapter 9

"Wake up baby" Mlondi wakes me while planting kisses all over my face.
Well he wakes me up like that everyday.
"I got to go, your lunch is inside the fridge, I love you so much don't ever forget that" he tells me while kissing me in the lips.
"Mxm as if you give space me to even forget, I love you more baby"
"No I love you more" he argues.
He laughs and leave. Dear Lord I wish my mom lived to see how happy I am with my husband.
I wake up take a quick shower, dress in my favourite suit. Navy pants and blazer and a shirt. Today I am not late so I tie my hair in a messy bun. I hate braids I mean I can never understand how most women go through all of that just to look beautiful. No offence but not sleeping peacefully at night because of the pain. No thank you. But I also hate combing my hair gosh. As soon as I am done I make the bed, and hang the wet towels. I go downstairs to take my lunch which is what we ate yesterday my favourite and I take my car keys and leave the house. I drive to work but as soon as I walk in I see him.
Is God punishing me first it was Melusi now him. After 16 years he comes to see me for what? Does he even know that I work here oh no actually does he even know that I own this firm. Can he recognise me even after 16 years. Well my last question is answered as soon as I get off the car.
"Hello mam" he greets me.
Oh God this meeting will be very interesting he doesn't even recognise me. Whatever my mom saw in him. Only God knows.
"Good morning baba, how are you this lovely morning" I ask smiling.
"I am actually good now that I have seen you first before my wife did. I have an appointment I wanted to see you yesterday but your PA said you left early because you weren't feeling well" he tells me.
"Okay no problem I am sorry about that I was actually sick, but I am here now. Well the firm doesn't open until half an hour from now, but we can go in and I don't mind I can start working on your case" I tell him.
He follows me as I unlock the doors. I don't take him to my office, there are so many pictures of my mom and I especially when I was young. I don't want him to know my identity just yet. I take him to one of my employee's office. When we walk in he looks at the pictures and I can see that he can sense that this is not my office. But I don't have to explain to him. I quickly send a text to my employee to tell her that I will be using her office, she replies with "K" how I hate that kind of a reply.
"You can sit on that chair" I say showing him the chair that is opposite from where I am sitting.
He looks around but saying