Short Story: Forced To Confess
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Oscar Ranzo
Seximo thought he had devised an ingenious to coverup his infidelity...until his wife's curiosity, and a dirty text message betrayed him.
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“This Marriage is a sham,” Shangaz snapped, giving her husband a fiery leer. He’d just stepped out of the bathroom, a terrycloth towel wrapped around him from waist downwards: she stood in his way, arms akimbo, hands folded into fists like someone rearing for a fight.
He stopped and studied her, “What are you talking about?” he finally asked.
“I can’t be married to you any longer.”
“I wonder what’s bothering you darling?”
“And drop the smooth talk. I won’t take any more sweet words from a filthy man like you.”
Now Seximo was baffled. Before he went to the bathroom she’d been in the best of moods. Now, so suddenly, she’d slipped into tantrum mode. “Oba what I have I done this time?”
She looked him straight in the eye. “I can’t believe it has taken me this long to find out. I can’t believe you’ve fooled me, my parents, friends and workmates all this time. I can’t believe you misled me into marrying you.…
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Short Story: Forced To Confess
“This Marriage is a sham,” Shangaz snapped, giving her husband a fiery leer. He’d just stepped out of the bathroom, a terrycloth towel wrapped around him from waist downwards: she stood in his way, arms akimbo, hands folded into fists like someone rearing for a fight.
He stopped and studied her, “What are you talking about?” he finally asked.
“I can’t be married to you any longer.”
“I wonder what’s bothering you darling?”
“And drop the smooth talk. I won’t take any more sweet words from a filthy man like you.”
Now Seximo was baffled. Before he went to the bathroom she’d been in the best of moods. Now, so suddenly, she’d slipped into tantrum mode. “Oba what I have I done this time?”
She looked him straight in the eye. “I can’t believe it has taken me this long to find out. I can’t believe you’ve fooled me, my parents, friends and workmates all this time. I can’t believe you misled me into marrying you. I can't believe you threw such a lavish wedding, bought such expensive rings, hosted half the town to the reception, drove a twenty-car motorcade through the streets, paraded me as your wife in front of everybody – even had our wedding broadcast on National Television, and the pictures splashed in newspapers. I can’t believe you did all that, fooling the whole world that you had found the woman of your life, yet it was all a red herring.”
“Shangaz, can you please tell me what’s bothering you?” Seximo implored, moving closer to lay a calming hand on her shoulder.
She stepped away. “Do not touch me,” she snarled, “your hands reek of faeces.”
Seximo looked at his hands, and then at Shangaz, totally bedazzled.
“I can’t believe I vowed to spend the rest of my life with a man who prefers to have sex with other men.”
“Oh no Shangaz, who ever told you this is a big liar… I really have never had sex with any man…”
“Then how do you explain this?” She flashed his cell phone in front of him, showing him a recently delivered text message. It was from one Juicy Sam, and it read:
You wore me out last night
Can’t wait to feel your warm body again tonight.
Xxx
Seximo found himself blinking in shock as he read the message.
“It came through while you were in the bathroom,” Shangaz divulged. “Curiosity tempted me to read it. And I am glad I did. Otherwise I would never have found out about your Juicy Sam…and Lovely Tom…and Fat Joe…and Slim Tim… Do you know how many years you face in jail if I exposed you for this?”
“Please don’t do that,” Seximo begged. “Please let me explain.” He was visibly shaking as he spoke.
“Then explain.”
He first cleared his throat. “Errm…those names…”
“Yes?”
“They do not belong to men.”
“Oooh, so they belong to dogs!”
“Errm …aaactually theey belooong too women.”
“What!”
“The names belong to women…I only saved them as men to…”
“Of course I know that,” she roared, hurling the cell phone at him: it caught him beneath one eye, disintegrating, before it went crushing onto the floor in loose pieces.
“Oh shit you hit my eye,” Seximo wailed, whipping his hands to his face.
“Serves you right you philandering prick. How dare you cheat on me? How dare you cheat on a cute, empowered, corporate woman like me? This marriage is so over. I shan’t tolerate your infidelity,” she ranted, and then stormed out of the bedroom, leaving Seximo nursing a badly bruised ego, heavily swollen face, and bloodshot eyes.
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