Diary Of A Mafia King's Wife

Dear Diary: Unplanned driving lessons...

I’m so nervous, I don’t know why Mlondi said I should meet him at a restaurant. Everyone at the house kept telling me that there’s nothing wrong. I don’t know but I hope that he wants to divorce me. I don’t know if I should be happy or not. I mean I didn’t want to marry him from the beginning I’ll probably meet my soul mate. But then again being a divorcee at the age of 22 doesn’t sound appealing. Especially after a month of marriage. I chose a table at the far end of the restaurant so I can see him coming in. I’ve been sitting here for almost 10 minutes, I’m afraid to order, everything looks expensive and what if Mlondi decides not to come. I’ll be forced to pay for the food. Not that I don’t like paying for my food. I really prefer paying for my things, but hai noh the food is super expensive. I really doubt that it’s delicious. And Mlondi didn't even pay me after I was forced to work during the holidays. The bustard forced me to work on the 1st of January. Who does that? Slave driver of a boss s***h husband of 32 days I tell you. The project is almost over and they recovered the stolen equipment. Thank God, I almost filed for divorce.

Fifteen minutes later, Mlondi walks like he owns the place. He walks towards me as soon as he spots me. No smile no nothing. Some husbands we have. More than 5 guests including people sitting with their partners check Mlondi out. If he’s fazed by the attention he doesn’t show it.

Maybe he’s used to this kind of attention. I mean the guy walks into a room and people become quiet.

He doesn’t even greet me, he just asks if I ordered anything. When I shake my head no he turns to the waitresses standing by the counter and waves one of them over. One of the waitresses half run towards our table with a huge smile on her face.

“We’ve been trying to get her to order since she got here but she refused,” she tells Mlondi before she even gets to our table. I’d start explaining too. I honestly don’t know what’s up with the guy.

He doesn’t answer her, he just places an order for the 2 of us. I knew that he’s controlling, you don’t have to ask when you see him. But I didn’t know that he’ll just order without even asking me.

I can't even pronounce the dishes on the menu. I just hope I’ll enjoy whatever he ordered. The food is taking forever to arrive and I’m super hungry. I didn't eat in the morning so I’ll have an appetite but now I regret that decision.

“What the hell is taking them so long?” Mlondi asks one of the waitresses on the next table. She just shrugs and continues taking the couple’s order. They look so happy together. I wonder how Mlondi and I look to other people. Can they tell if we are not inlove or not. Why am I even worried about that? .

We wait for another 15 minutes still no food. Mondi stands up and walks straight to the kitchen. The owner of this place is going to get mad.

“Where's the boss?” one of the guys asks me.

“I don't know your boss”

“Your husband owns the place,” he tells me and I point to the kitchen door. He says s**t and he runs into the kitchen. After a few seconds, Mlondi walks out of the kitchen with our food. I can't help but drool once he puts the food on the table. He unties his suit jacket and he sits down.

“Knock yourself out” he pushes 3 plates towards me. He takes the plate with a very small portion.

“I think you’ll love the food,” he tells me and then he starts eating. I also start eating. I don't know what these dishes are called but I love them.

While I'm busy puffing my face with food a thought crosses my mind and I almost choke on my food.

What if this is a date? I shake my head as if that will help me. I look at Mlondi he's looking at me. I quickly look at my plate. We eat in silence, I hate when people talk while eating, but this time I'd like Mlondi to explain the reason I'm here.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Mlondi asks me after he's done eating. And he's looking at me. He has table manners this one. And I think I'm scared of him.

"No reason at all" I answer him looking at my plate. I honestly don't know how to act towards this guy. Maybe it's the fact that we never dated. I honestly don't know. And I can't even ask anyone. No friends and I can't ask his family. Well technically they are also my family but I still can't look at them like that.

He just says okay and asks if I need anything. I've had enough, I can't ask for more. So I tell him I'm ready to leave. He looks like he wants to say something but he doesn't. He pays, which is strange for me and then we walk towards the parking. I follow him to his car.

"Why are you following me?"

"Where do I get taxis to your ma… eeeeh house?" I almost said mall. I need to stop referring to his house like that in my head.

"To my what?"

"Your house"

"Just follow me I'm driving back"

"Follow you?"

"Yes follow me" he's getting annoyed. Okay I don't know if it's possible to follow him to his house in a taxi. I just say okay and I walk back to the restaurant so I can call maNgubane, she'll tell me where to get taxis.

"Where are you going?" he asks me. I explain the situation to him.

"Didn't you drive here?"

"No, I didn't"

"Didn't they tell you to take a car"

"They did. But I can't drive"

Why would they assume I can drive when I can't?

He looks at me like I'm an inconvenience. And tells me to get in the car so I just get in the back. He looks a little surprised. I've never been comfortable with sitting in the passenger seat unless it's a taxi. I don't realise that we are not heading home until he stops at some field.

He's giving me driving lessons.

An hour later we drive to his house. He's so frustrated, I get nervous when I have to drive and I end up doing what he's telling me not to do. And he's not a patient person. I'm surprised we even stayed for an hour. We drive in uncomfortable silence. I've never felt so stupid in my life. I can't wait to get home and lock myself in my room. I'm embarrassed to look at anyone right now. As soon he stops in the garage I get off the car and walk through the kitchen. I find the boys and maNgubane waiting for me by the door. They ask how the date went but I just head to my room without answering their question.

As soon as I get to my room I lock the room. For some stupid reason I cry. I'm so embarrassed. Few minutes later maNgubane asks me to open the door. And I know she won't go away until I let her in and she says what she wants to say.

"Are you crying?" Mlondi sounds and looks shocked.

"Of course she's crying. I'd also cry if I was married to you" she comments folding me into a hug.

"Look who's talking" Senzo comments and the 2 younger brothers laugh with him. I wonder what they mean. I'm curious but scared to ask.