#Sindiswa
SINDISWA
By Zakes Mdluli
Sindiswa Mokoena's boss sends an explicit photo to the wrong number, and it lands on the phone of the one woman in the office who knows exactly who it was meant for. What follows is not a scandal. It is an invitation. The neighbour it was meant for turns out to have an arrangement with her own husband — open, honest, and better than anything the Mokoenas have had in years. Over one lunch she talks Sindiswa into wanting the same thing. Thabo is not supposed to know any of this. He recorded the lunch. He has been through her phone. He has seen the photographs from her Durban years, from before the estate and the Sandton job and him. And when he finally gives her permission — once, one time only — she takes far more than he offered. He finds out what he is on a Highveld summer night, standing in a neighbour's shrubs in the dark, watching his wife through a lit window and unable to look away. What he does next is the whole book. A hot-wife story told entirely from inside the husband's head, set behind the boom gate of a Midrand security estate. Explicit throughout, and it ends exactly where it should.
12 parts
