Either she was brave or mad. I looked at Ice and he shook his head.
“I don’t know what she’s talking about…”
“He told me that uyinyumba, (you are barren).” She did not allow him to finish his sentence and she continued, “that you were empty, sterile and unproductive. Because you couldn’t conceive, he begged me to have his child instead. He begged me for a child barren woman. I cut the rope to take you out of the picture. Out of your misery. He told me that he would divorce you anyway, after all, your marriage was arranged and…”
“Ice?” I shouted at him trying to prompt him to say something, he did not and that allowed her to continue.
“I thought I was doing you a favour. I didn’t only cut the rope, I also tipped the immigration officer at Johannesburg airport that you were attacked by the crocodile because I didn’t want you to come back to England and interfere in our lives like you are doing right now...”
“You see, Ice, I’m not mad. I wasn’t visually hallucinating after all. This is the woman who has been appearing and disappearing. She’s a stalker. You pretended that I was mental, yet all along you were sleeping with her. Sleeping with the woman who caused my nightmares and who is responsible for the crocodile attack. Sleeping with my stalker. You wanted me to be committed to hospital so that you could live with her.” I was furious.
“No, no Dolly I...”
“Not only that,” Dots interrupted him again and continued, “he also told me that he deliberately left you at Heathrow airport, switched off his mobile phone so that you would be deported. He didn’t want you in England either...”
“No, Dolly I didn’t know that the short woman with puppy eyes you kept seeing was Dots...”
“Oh please Ice, don’t call me a ‘short woman with puppy eyes.’ Are you trying to save your arranged marriage? You see Ice,”
She cut Ice’s innocent pleas short; it was clear who wore the trousers in their relationship. Walking towards him she continued, “I’m pregnant with your child...”
“No, Dots, please no,” It was Beans’ turn to plead, “You’re carrying my child. Don’t settle your old scores with my child, please don’t.”
Turning and swaggering towards Beans, she said, “You see Beans, your problem is that you’re Ice’s lap dog. When he says jump, you ask ‘how high sir?’” She spoke with authority; she was ruling the roost, no doubt about it. Two grown up stupid men were fighting over her child. Most men would shun such responsibilities, but not those two.
“You lick Ice’s back side Beans. You see I was already pregnant when I started having sex with you. Ice visited Zimbabwe, just before I came to the United Kingdom. We had a good and lovely time, as you can see,” she pointed to her fat stomach. “Married men have experience Beans, something that you are short of. This’s Ice’s child, not yours. Ice was unlucky to marry a barren wom...”
“Shut up!” I shouted at her as I swiftly moved towards her and ploughed my full fist into her bulging stomach. I could feel the punch breaking the soft bones of the little goblin inside her womb.
She screamed and staggered backwards, this time she was not so lucky, she missed the sofa and hit the floor with her head and I could see her eyes turning inside out and she passed out. I did not care. As soon as she hit the deck, I received a massive painful kick inside my rib cage and passed out too.
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