I am a simple man. I have simple interests. I am not above going to a pub to catch a "small" pint. And when I do so, I often go alone but on this fateful day, my brother was by my side. I hadn't seen him in two months so when he called, I was eager to meet up with him.

To cut a long story short, it was a drizzling, dreary, dank dog-day afternoon when we arrived. We sat down, ordered some ugali & nyamchom.

His friend joined him. That was when this gut wrenching story was told.

Before Mwangi got married, he and his then girlfriend fought & he decided to put her in her place by whatever means necessary. Being a man - we are a rather uncreative species indeed - his options were either to deny her money or sleep with someone else. He chose the former.

And he slept with his girlfriend's bestfriend. Life moved on and the couple eventually got married. But unbeknownst to him, his wife eventually found out - all things done in the darkest, deadest of nights must come to the light of day (na so be so!)

And so life went on but Mumbi is intelligent. Mumbi is cruel. Mumbi is a woman.

Hell hath no fury and all that.

Mumbi calmly waited for her chance to hit out at Mwangi. By then, days had given way to months & those in turn melted into a year. She chose to strike then, knowing Mwangi, an engineer by trade had just received a contract with a Juba based company ergo wouldn't be at home as often.

They had moved into one of those swanky new apartments in Kileleshwa -the type popular with bachelors & young couples.

And here, Mwangi got all choked up explaining the odd thing that she still managed to sire for him two sons in between Pandora's poisonous play -yes, he had them tested for paternity.

Though Mwangi didn't know any of their neighbours, (Mumbi seemed to know everyone much to his chagrin). He became acquainted with the caretaker & would on occasion bring him gifts from his sojourns.

Eventually, the caretaker pulled him aside & this is what he said,

"Boss, mimi nataka tuongee kama wanaume. Baba, mimi husema shetani ni mwanamke. Na kama sio mwanamke, basi yeye ni huyo mke wako. Na kama sio mke wako, yeye ni dada yake. Unaouna venye hawa wanaume wote wanamjua? Hao hukula kwako. Huyo mzungu jirani wenyu Pete, yule jaluo ya penthouse. Hata, pia wewe nilidhani huyu Mumbi ni "side-dish" wako. Ni tu juzi nime gundua ni mke wako!"

Mwangi was rocked to his very core. He went straight up to his wife & confronted her. She didn't deny the allegations. Infact confirmed them.

"Do you remember Anne?  I know what the two of you did to me. You have been so busy you haven't even noticed we fell out."

Mwangi called upon the very mettle of his ancestors not to kill her. It was all he could do. He packed a few clothes & left the house to her & the children. That was 5 months ago.

Why was he at the bar crying to my brother who was merely an acquaintance you ask? Because he has no friends. He has no one he can trust. Seeing as his best man is a philanderer, he suspects that he had a go at Mumbi. So he had rather sit with Jerry & his brutally honest potty mouth brother than be alone.

Oh, Mwangi was also at the bar after seeing some emissaries his wife sent. She has had her revenge & being done with Delilah's delight, she has come to her senses & wants to reconcile.