It was now our Graduation Day. And im patiently waiting for my husband to come sit right next to me and the damn network in this place decided to disappear on me. An hour later, the event had already started in he walks with a girl with an afro hair that looked very healthy and she was really beautiful and imagine she had no make up on. I felt myself shrink in my chair as all eyes were on them. Behind them was his mother and father who were obviously happy and his brothers all three of them. He looked for his name and i decided not to stand and direct him. He looked and some idiot showed him and walked up to me and sat next to me and he tried to kiss me on my cheek and i dodged him.

There is no way he can walk in late, with a lady in his arm and expect me not to be upset. He could have called or sent a text message. After the ceremony he walked to his family. See he didn’t even try to explain. Mary and Lizzy walked to me and asked what happened and me being me i dodged the questions and pulled them towards the photographer and took about thousands of pictures. With our parents, others singles and others with a couple of people that become friends then strangers now friends again. When i looked up to see Manqoba he was not there. Unbelievable.

“Miss Smith?” i turned and saw a middle aged man.

“Yes?” i looked at him somewhat confused and he saw and he smiled.

“I’m Andrew Holmes from House of Nova” he extended his hand. House of Nova was my dream job. I took in his hand and we shook hands.

“I’ve searching for designers and when your school faculty contacted me for 5 perfect candidates. I had to personally come down myself” i smiled. I mean here is my dream job and i had already decided to become a housewife.

“Wow i am really honoured but-” Lizzy interrupted me by nudging me”

“Here is my card. Send your resume via email. You will see my email address on it.” he said smiling. “Have a great day and congratulations” he added before walking away.

My mother congratulated me and urged me to send it as soon as i got home. She was already against me being housewife. I decided to take the chance. After a nights out with my friends, i went home to an empty house.

I guess husband dearest decided to not sleep next to me tonight. I made my resume and decided to send it tomorrow early in the morning. I woke up around 7 am and sent it. I walked to the kitchen for a glass of water and my husband walked in with a whole different attire.

“Good morning” i ignored him and drank my water.

“I’m talking to you Vero” he added. And i put the glass on the table and prepared to make myself a bowl of cereal.

“Veronica i am your bloody husband i am talking to you answer me” he said this time with a different tone. I presumed he was getting angry, i felt him forcefully turn me and i screamed.

“What is bloody wrong with you?”

“You want me to act like i am okay while you decided to act like you do not have wife? You arrived late and you didn’t text that you will be late. You had a girl in your arm laughing away while you have a wife. You didn’t even sleep here. You arrive in clothes i don’t know.”i pushed him out of my way.

“So do not come here demanding to be given bloody attention”.

“Come on you know my dad hates someone busy on their phone and i was late because my mom couldn’t find a proper dress for the occasion. And the girl was Thandekile she was submitting the form my mom got for her and my decided she needed to see building. She was nervous and i decided to make jokes so she can calm down.” he explained. The dad thing is true. He hates electronics. But this Thandekile and his mother thing creeps me out. If she could get the form why didn’t she submit it herself.

“Why didn’t you sleep here?” i asked.

“My dad and my brothers decided we need some men time with beers and braaied meat.” Again with his dad. He apologized and i walked back to our bedroom.

After being angry, i calmed down a bit and forgave him. We spent the day chilling and talking about his time with his parents and his brothers.

 

It’s been three days to be exact since House of Nova called me for and interview and i have 2 days left till the interview. I haven’t told my husband about it. I decided to visit him at his office with lunch. He had already told me he won’t be able to come over for lunch since he will have very little lunch time as he has a meeting with a client. His family own a Law Firm, Khumalo & sons. Him being the eldest he has more shares then his younger brothers. His brothers on the other end decided not to pursue law. Mbongeni who’s two years younger than Manqoba started his own business, a supermarket. Has a wife. An arranged marriage to a girl whose father was a family friend to the Khumalo. Then we have Mnqobi Khumalo who’s is 5 years younger then Manqoba named by his big brother he decided to take accounting and now he is an accountant that looks after both of his brothers businesses finances and lastly we have Qaphelani the last born who is 8 years younger than Manqoba who’s currently doing his second year in engineering.

 

“Surprise” i said walking in his office. He looked up and smiled.

“Bhabha wam (My baby)” He responded getting up to hug me.

“I brought lunch to you since you can’t come to lunch” i said breaking the hug.

“Ngiyabonga sthandwa sami ( Thank you my love)” he said.

We started eating and i looked at him to find him looking at me.

“What is it?” He asked after some time.

I sighed.

“My love you know i decided to become a housewife so we can have kids right?” he nodded.

“After the ceremony one of House of Nova representatives showed up and gave me a card.” i said avoiding eye contact.

“and?”

“I applied and i received a call about an interview.”

“You applied for a job without even informing me?” he asked.

“Really Manqoba? You only care about being informed? Really?” i asked in disbelief almost half shouting.

“I am sorry. Congratulations my love and good luck on that interview..” he said smiling.

“It’s just that i wasn’t expecting this. Sorry if i have offended you.” he added while holding my hand and looking into my eyes as it was pretty much easy as he was sitting across me.

“It’s okay my love. I couldn’t bare keeping it as a lie any more.” i said a bit ashamed.

“I love you okay?” he said. I nodded my head.

“You love fashion. You live for it. Why would i stand in the way of your happiness” I blushed.

“Thank you my love”

“It’s a pleasure sthandwa sami{My love)”

“Now let me love and leave you” i said getting up and walked towards him and gave him a kiss.

“Please don’t tempt me at work”

“Haaa Manqobi”

“Take your fine ass home now”

 I giggled and walked out. I went home to prepare for a day out with my friends. We spent the day in the mall buying clothes for my interview. Their support meant a lot. I got home and cooked. Had dinner alone since my husband was busy with a case. Fell asleep dreaming of ways i can alter the outfits in that way they can see me wearing what my hands are capable of.