(Anna is sitting on the couch. Cynthia enters.)
Anna: (depressed) Hey.
Cynthia: I made breakfast.
Anna: Thanks but I’m not hungry.
Cynthia: (sitting next to her) Anna come on. You haven’t been eating. Why are you punishing yourself? You didn’t do anything wrong. If anyone has to be punished, it must be him and not you!
Anna: I’m the one who kicked him out.
Cynthia: That is no excuse! He should’ve came back and apologised. What kind of a man is he? And don’t let me get started on his absence on his son’s funeral! His own son! What kind of a father is he? Anna you don’t deserve this!
Anna: He is not a father. He was right. Lungelo never existed.
Cynthia: He said that?
Anna: He was right.
Cynthia: No, he wasn’t. Anna don’t put it in your head. I’m pretty sure he didn’t mean it.
Anna: But still… (she sighs)
Cynthia: Well…never mind that. Tell you what, let’s go out. It’ll be just me and you. Just like old times.
Anna: But you know I can’t…
Cynthia: But Anna I hate seeing you like this. It really kills me.
(There is a knock on the door.)
Cynthia: (standing up) I’ll get it.
(Cynthia opens the door and Mthembeni enters.)
Mthembeni: (surprised) Cynthia?
Cynthia: It’s about time you showed up. Where the hell have you been?
Mthembeni: (stuttering) I…uhm…
Cynthia: Say no more! Go and have a talk with your wife.
(Cynthia walks him to Anna who is now standing.)
Mthembeni: How have you been?
Anna: Not good.
Cynthia: You know what…let me run to the mall. (hugging Anna) You’ll be okay.
Mthembeni: Listen Anna…I uhm…I’m sorry. For everything.
Anna: You didn’t come to the funeral Mthembeni. The one thing I never imagined you’d ever miss.
Mthembeni: I know. Anna I don’t know what’s gotten into me.
Anna: I know. I was hard on you Mthembeni. I’m sorry.
Mthembeni: No Anna. I’m the one who’s supposed to be apologising. I wasn’t there for you. Especially when you needed me the most. Instead of being a husband I just became a jerk. Instead of being a father I just left.
Anna: I kicked you out, Mthembeni.
Mthembeni: Yes but you didn’t stop me from coming to the funeral, I’m sorry. I just want us to stop fighting. Being away from you made me realise how much I love you and wasn’t there for you. How much I didn’t support you. I was ignorant. I was too busy worrying about having a child that I even forgot about your feelings. I kept pushing you to try again and again without even asking for your opinion. And when things got bad, I just drank and forgot about you. What I should have done was sit you down, hold your hands (holding her hands) and told you everything’s gonna be okay. But I didn’t do that, Anna. And I’m a fool for that. I’m sorry, Anna. I want to make this marriage work. I’ll do anything. I just want things to be the way they were before.
Anna: (hugging him) Mthembeni, I’m just glad you’re home. I’ve already forgiven you. (she lets go) I also want this marriage to work. We can adopt a kid and start a family.
Mthembeni: I have something else to tell you. Do you remember Honey from high school?
Anna: Oh God…please don’t tell me she’s back.
Mthembeni: She is.
Anna: This is bad. This is really bad.
Mthembeni: Well…it gets worse.
Mthembeni: She has an eight-year-old child and she claims that it’s mine.
Anna: What? Do you believe her?
Mthembeni: I don’t know. I thought it would be wise to do a blood test.
Anna: And if it’s yours?
Mthembeni: (sitting down) I don’t know.
Anna: (sitting beside him) Well…whatever decision you make, I’ll be there to support you.
Mthembeni: Really? Well…what do you think I should do?
Anna: I hate Honey! But I think this is a good thing. I mean…you do want a child and clearly I cannot give you one. I think we should take him. Raise him. Make him family.
Mthembeni: Oh, wow, Anna! I don’t know what to say.
Anna: I’m just trying to save my marriage.
Mthembeni: Thank you my love. I really don’t deserve you. I love you my wife.
Anna: I love you my husband.
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