CHAPTER 1

Some people do not believe in fate, destiny or even love at first sight. Some people do not
understand the situations that bring them face to face with either death or love, neither
do they understand or even realise that everything happens for a reason. Some people
live life as it happens while other have small booklets in their minds and hearts where
they write all their future plans and what they want to do, when they want to do it with
who and why. But then like I said, we have those who live life as it happens. Those are the
same people that hide behind spontaneity because real life scares the shit out of them.
Well I am one of those people. I do not plan my life ahead because I know in life we have
what we call disappointments and I for one do not take disappointments very well with an
open heart.
So today I choose not to get out of bed and go to school. It’s my final year. Finally I can be
rid of the student life and actually start living. Last night I had so much to drink I don’t
remember how or when we got home but I know I was safe. I always get super drunk
when I know that I am around people I know and that I will get back to my flat safe and
sound. Last night, well this morning was no different. Amanda and her boyfriend dropped
me off. The only thing I remember is being bored by that guy that was apparently a plus
one for me since Amanda had her boyfriend and he decided to bring a friend to the club.
So here I was drinking like a fish because brother man couldn’t stop bragging about how
many cars he’s got, how his house has automatic lighting system and the fact that he has a
collection of Rolex watches… the list goes on and on. Trust me the brother probably has
his fortune doing the talking because one; he has bad breath and two; nigger ain’t fine at
all!! So thanks but no thanks, I will pass. The only thing I was happy to do was accept his
generosity of ordering Moet champagne throughout the night.
Fuck!! My head is killing me. I have no idea who is knocking on my door so early in the
morning but I am dragging my naked self; only in panties and bra, mind you I do not have
a super flat tummy, my underwear does not match, did I mention that I am not quite a
skinny bitch?
“What?” – I open the door to my landlord holding yet another letter from the university. I
need to pay the last instalment before my mid-year exams. Financial aid was kind enough
to let me study for three years and during my final year they tell me that I no longer
qualify. So I have been working part time and saving every penny I have, then spending it
on alcohol when stress has knocked me down. My mother is swamped in debts but she
has tried to help me quarterly to pay before exams and now I really need to pay this
second last instalment but how? When I have R30 to my name, rent is due in two weeks
and I only get paid in three weeks.
The landlord raises her eyebrow and walks away when I snatch the letter from her. She’s
an old lady so at least my exposed skin and un-matching underwear ain’t a problem.
Okay let me call the dad right now. Gosh I don’t wanna do this but I have no choice. I
don’t really like him but I love him. Call me a bitch with daddy issues but I really don’t like
my father. He is the reason a lot of things happened to me and my mother. But I have to
suck it up and fake a smile every time we are together.
“Qhayiya?” – Yep! No hello, nothing at all. He goes straight to butchering my name like it’s
a piece of dry biltong or something; he just looooves acting macho. Trust me; my mother
is braver than him.
“Hi dad” – I say deflated and the hangover splitting my head into two. I need lots of coke
and grilled pork. I know just where to go after this. My spur family card probably has
about R200 Rands voucher.
“Is everything okay?” – He asks. No how are you? How’s school and all that ish…
“Yes… No! Everything is not fine. I need money and I need to finish off paying for school,
or else I won’t write my exams.” –
“Is that the proper way of asking?” – Dude please! The little few hundreds you have been
sending to mom every month have hardly made a difference. Besides you’ve never lifted a
finger towards my education.
“Dad can you please help me by paying my second quarter instalments?” – I roll my eyes. I
can’t believe I just said please. I am not the begging type. Never!! I got too much pride and
I am not proud to say it but I got it 100% from this man on the other side of the phone.
“Are you coming home for the long weekend?” – Great! He just decides to change the
bloody subject! Dude I have no interest in visiting you in your little flat but I would love to
see my little brother. Yeah they live together. At some point in my high school life I miss
this grump called my father and I so wanted to move to the Eastern Cape and live with
him but he utterly refused. And then one day my mom told me why; she said I am the
eldest, clued up on life and he’s afraid I would judge him on his life decisions. Basically he
was afraid I would have attitude towards his girlfriends. So he took Ntando instead and I
was left with mom. My hero! My WCE! The only eye I see! I’d spend the whole day
praising my mother if I could. She’s a legend!
“Dad, I don’t have money, besides mom didn’t say anything about coming to you.” –
“Qhayiya I am not talking about your mother but you… are you coming home for the long
weekend, yes or no?” –
“No dad.” –
“Why?” – Oh my God! Bury me now and exhume me later!
“I don’t have money” – I say rolling my eyes. Can we get to the part about my fees
already?
“I’ll send you a bus reference number for Thursday. We’ll talk when you get here!” –
He’s gone!!
Did he just cut the phone on me? Who called who?
Let me call mom, she needs to keep her husband on a tight leash or else I will descend
upon him.
“Yiya baby? Is everything okay? How’s school? Do you need money? Clothes? Food? Are
you eating healthy? Please tell you eat healthy at least three times a week. I know you’re
a bad cook but…” –
If I don’t stop her now, I will never get a word in. she would talk until she finishes, drops
the call without even hearing why I was calling.
“Mama… Breath please!” – She giggles and I can’t help but laugh too. She has a very tiny
crazy laugh. Unlike me, with that wild roar. I can’t say that I take it from my father
because I have never heard him laugh.
“I’m fine mom. I just spoke to dad and he’s forcing me to go to him this long weekend.” –
“Hahahaha he’s forcing you? You are such a baby. He’s your father, he misses you beside I
told him it would be a good thing for you to spend a few days away from student life.” –
“What? You two spoke about this and decided for me? Mom!” – I can’t believe it! Why
God! Why?
“What’s wrong nana? It’s gonna be fun. I wish I was going too but I can’t get off work.” –
“Yeah because you two are working things out blah blah blah… I don’t wanna hear your
love story mama.” –
“Jealousy makes you nasty baby. Listen. See me before you leave okay? I want you take
carry some items for them.” –
‘Some items’ would be a massive bag with anything from plates, to food and even clothes.
I hate heavy luggage!! But this is my mom and she would have me carry three heavy bags
if she wanted to.
Well the call is cut by my airtime depleting. I guess I am taking that bus to East London
whether I like it or not; totally not looking forward to four days with that man.
**
**
“A glass of red wine and the pork ribs special please” – The waiter is gone after taking y
order. Gosh the Wi-Fi here sucks!! I was hoping to catch last night’s episode of Desperate
Gold diggers. I still can’t believe that Nina chick killed Liso because he refused to give her
his Platinum credit card. Now his wife is a widow and is accused for that murder…
“Excuse me ma’am. There’s a gentleman around the corner. He requested to settle your
bill and also offer this bottle of your ordered wine.” –
I am looking at the waiter as if he just farted.
“What gentleman?” – I am suddenly defensive.
“He… he was right there!” –
“Are you telling me that he just disappeared? Is the bill paid?” –
“Yes ma’am, in cash.” – The look on his face; he probably fears for his job. He places the
bottle and walks away. Well, I guess my R200 voucher was saved by a disappearing into
thin air, Good Samaritan.
My food is here. It looks delicious.
A note?
“I wonder where you are sleeping tonight…”
There’s an amateurish drawing of a key.
No he didn’t!! My keys? He stole my keys!!
“That bastard stole my keys!!” – I am screaming to the waiter ad he is just standing there
as if he was told that if he moved an inch he would be sliced into pieces. He swallows as I
take a breather.
“Pack up this food, now!!” – I shove the bottle of wine in my bag and gulp the contents
that are in the glass, down my throat. I need another one! He’s back with the plastic that
has my box.
“That man, is he a regular?” – He nods. “get me another bottle, he’ll pay the next time he
comes here.” – he hesitates but walks away. the manager comes out following him.
“Is there a problem?” – he asks, looking at me.
“Ask your waiter. All I want is a bottle of wine” –
The manager looks at him. he whispers, fear painted in bold words across his face. “Lama
was here?” –the manager asks, and the waiter nods. “Okay, give her the bottle.” – He
walks away after looking at me and smiling.
**
**
A take away box, two bottles of red wine in my bag and a f*ckn hangover. All I need right
now is peace and quiet with Jessy Ware silently playing on my little mp3 player. Let me
take out the last R30 I have before the bank decided to snatch it away from me all in the
name of ‘bank charges’.
My wallet? I can’t find it. I couldn’t have left it at home because that’s where I took out
the last R6 I had to come here. Maybe I left it in the taxi?
My phone beeps. Un-saved number sending me a picture on WhatsApp.
My Wallet!! My Keys!!
“Listen here you creep! I don’t know who you are or what sick game you are playing but
it’s not funny. I demand you drop my keys and wallet at the student centre. I am sure you
can see my student card. Then you leave me alone before I descend upon you and trust
me it won’t be pretty!” – Voice Note Sent!! Grey ticks. Blue ticks. Recording voice note.
Voice note received
“Don’t worry. You’ll get them” –
That’s all? how the hell am I going to get home. I am not going to walk! Oh hell no!! other
students may make it seem easy and close but like hell am I walking such a long distance,
especially when I’m still so hung over.
**
Eish!
Two hours, I am still here at the parking lot of the mall. The number has blocked me from
whatsapp and its not going through when I try to call it. the last 50 cents I had went down
the drain with me trying to call this number. I swear I am going to kill whoever this is.
My pride and ego are as massive as an elephant, therefore I will not ask anyone for a R6, I
will just walk to my flat. Headphones on and one bottle of wine in my hand, at least I have
a companion on this journey. I know I can be a bitch sometimes and right now, my dignity
has been dragged through the floor like a scrubbing rug.
An hour of slow walking and listening to Jessy Ware and Boyce Avenue, with the wine
almost finished I am proud to say that I have made it home, tipsy, tired and hungry. I am
up the stairs and in front of my door. Wait I have no keys and I do not see the landlord’s
car. great! she would have opened for me with the extra keys. Well let me sit down here
and have my early dinner until who ever has my keys decides to give them back along
with my wallet.
Let me check my phone.
Same WhatsApp number with a voice note. He’s laughing, actually in stitches! “I knew
that bottle of wine would come in handy.” – The prick! he’s been following me.
I am blocked before I can respond. I can’t help but replay the voice note. That voice is
harmony to my ears.
What? No!! oh hell no Qhayiya Langa!! That man had me walking a full hour on foot and I
still have the guts to compliment him?
Nxxx
I am going to kill him the moment I see him!!!
**
CHAPTER TWO
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I must have fallen asleep infront of my door. The cold breeze of the evening woke me up.
Great! I am not dreaming. I am still stranded with absolutely no cash and no keys. I guess
I am sleeping outside tonight. Wait, let me send this asshole a whatsapp. I hope he has
unblocked me.
Battery Low! My life just went from worse to a nightmare in just a minute. My hatred for
this idiot keeps on escalating.
"You wondered where I'd sleep tonight. Well here's your answer OUTSIDE!!! because you
decided to make my life a misery by stealing my belongings. I hope you are happy now.
Have a bloody nice life with me as your nightmare because I am going to bewitch you!! My
things will talk and demand to be returned home. You will see them everywhere you go.
You will go crazy . You will.... just Go to hell nxxxx"
Voice note sent!! Two grey ticks, Yess!!!
I am so sleepy, yet so cold!! The landlord is not back yet. Infact the whole block is out this
friday, because someone would have noticed me already and offered me shelter but then
again it's me Qhayiya the girl that all girls hate and all guys fear, in this complex. I don't
know. They say i am intimidating and that I am crazy, and I have a temper... the list ia
endless. Basically I am that person everyone never wants to piss and in order to succeed
in that, they choose to stay awaY.
My phone's ringing. Gosh I hope it doesn't die while i'm talking.. where is it?? Oh there!
"Hello?" -
"Wow, I thought you would descend upon me. That hello was sweet!" - Bury me now
please!!!! This man!!
"Listen here!! I do not have time for your tricks!! Just give me my stuff back!!" - I scream.
"Chill I'll be at your place in three hours." - Whaaaat?
"Three Hours?..." - He's gone!! Who the fuck is this guy??!!
●
The washing line had a fleece hanged. I had no choice but to 'borrow' it becuse apparently
I will be spending another three hours infront of my door. Oh yes! I still have another
bottle of wine, let me just drink my self to sleep, in my illegal blanket for the night. I will
return it tommorow with a 'I am sorry' note.
Gosh this floor is soooo uncomfortable. I can't believe I am going to be doing this at my
father's shack this coming weekend. The man lives in a one roomed flat. Basically
everything is here infront of you. You can be in the kitchen, watch tv and also be in bed at
the same time. That's exactly what he left our home for, 8 years ago. Men can be very
stupid sometimes especiallt when blinded by something. Yes Men can ber stupid... Men
are stupi just like the one that's making my life a misery right now.
Gosh!! Did he really mean three hours?? I am Tired!!! I need my bed. and I am hungry.
These ribs do not look delicious as all because they are soggy and cold. My God!! These
chips taste like sand paper.. thats if sand paper tastes like this. These onion rings are no
longer crispy, they are just oily and...
"Comfort food?" - I raise my eyes to look at whoever is invading the little privacy I have
right now.
My Gooooooood!!! Is he human? He's tall, not skinny but not buff either. I can see through
blue shirt that he visits the gym quite often. He's dressed very elegant, comfortable and
very sexy. Blue shirt, grey ankle grazer chinos. Those shoes look expensive! Brush
chiskop!! not shiny but nicely trimmed. He's chocolaty caramel dark kind of.. not yellow
bone but definately not charcoal either. He's lighter than I am. I am a darker shade of
chocolate, just the sexy kind... not to blow my own horn but hey.. I got good genes! Gosh
he smells divine!! He is... wait is he even human? Do we have human's like this?
I swallow hard. I quickly look back at my plate when i realise IT asked a question. "Oh...
well some idiot decided to steal my keys and wallet! I had to walk from the mall because
the last R 30 i had was in my bank card. And now here i am: drunk and eating cold food. . .
Are you new here?" - IT's looking and listening to me attentively as I murder these ribs by
hands. I am licking and chewing, and IT's just standing there leaning against the stair rail
with a beautiful smile on IT's face. Abanye ooMama bayazala Sheeeeeem!! [Other women
produce remarkably!] (In Somizi's voice)
"No I am visiting someone but he's not here. Can I join you, thats if you don't mind" - How
quickly I nodded!! I have no idea what came over me or my head!! I scooped up from my
door step and he sits butt flat, like me, with those creamy clean grey pants. He covers his
legs, like me, with the blanket and he digs in on my food. If there were flies, I am sure they
would have found shelter in my mouth right now.
"You know, there's a spur at the mall. You could have bought your own, I see you are
driving" - I say eating too.
"I know but from where I stood you seemed to enjoy it so much I couldnt help it... besides
I doubt my own plate would taste as delicious as your." - Charmer!!
"Hmm.. well you owe me then!! Hey whats the time?" - I ask. My phone is somewhere
between my lega and i dont wabt to interrupt this weird sitting arrangement with a
stranger.. He takes out his phone from his pocket. The guy has a wrist watch...
"Almost 8pm" - He says putting it back.
"You could have just checked your wrist..." - I say breaking apart a Rib.
"Eeeerh.. promise you won't laugh" - he says looking at me with those hypnotising
marbles we call eyes. I nod. "I can't read the clock..." _
"Whaaaa ha ha ha ha" - he doesn't finish! My roar literally interrupts him.
"You promised not to laugh..." - He says, faking a sulk and helping himself to the oily
onion rings. He has beautiful teeth. And lips..
"Im sorry but who doesn't know how to read a clock?" -
"uuuur Me?!" -
"How come?" - I ask. Chewing on a rib bone. Grinding it with my teeth. He looks so cute;
licking his fingers one by one like a child.
"Well I kind of never paid attention in primary school when they taught us the clock. The
digital was very easy and quick, so I stuck to it." - He continues enjoying my food as if it's
his.
"Are you telling me that you have wrist watches just for fun?" - He nods.
"Wrist watches complete the look for men. No matter how you are dressed. And I keep
very much attention on appearance. And i appreciate great fashion sense. . . Even colour
coding or blocking." - All I do is nod because it auddenly felt like bragging and I do not do
well with men who include a lot of I's and Me's in a conversation unless the conversation
is about him personally!
"So you said almost eight? Great.. two more hours" - I mummble to myself.
"For?" - He asks cleaning his hands with the serviette.
"Some idiot to bring my keys..." -
"Oh well i'd love to stay and chat but I have somewhere to be. Thank you for the food. It
was lovely." - He gets up. - "I will surely return the favour when I visit again, hopefuly
soon." _ He flashes a smile!! I swear My nipples just hardened!
"I'll hold you to that..." - I say flashing a mini smile. If it were up to me i'd be exposing all
my teeth. "It was lovely meeting you..." - I remember that I dnt know his name.
"Lamkele" - He says.
"Oh okay then Lamkele... i'll also tell your friend you came by, whats his name? I know all
the douches in this block..." -
"Uhm... Vu.. vusi. Yeah" -
Vusi? I have never heard of a vusi. Well he must be new then.
"Alright.. I'm Qhayiya by the way" - I say as he slowly walks down the stairs.
"I know... bye" - he disappears.
What does he mean he knows??
*
*
I am finishing the last bit of my wine. It's quarter past 9. This prick was serious about this
three hours nonsense of his.
Beep. An sms!
"Dragon lady, please don't bewitch me. I beg. Your belongings are in your mailbox down
stairs. I can't really repay the food because, well I'm the one who bought it in the first
place. It was lovely meeting you and I hope to see you again tomorrow. Enjoy your
dinner... LamK"
The ass!!!!
The... the gorgious ass!!
But no mahn!! Why the hell would he... nxxxx son of a b***!!
I am furious and infuriated!! Puffing and puffing with anger literally coming out through
my ears and nose. I am at the mailbox in minutes.
It's a medium box. Wrapped in peach and a ribbon on top. I open it.
It's a wallet. Not mine but a new wallet from Guess. Mine was just a cheap thing i got from
Mr Price. It was actually starting to tell tales.
Wait let me check if all my stuff is in there...
Whaaat?
There's money!
R200 notes fully stacked.
There's note ; "For all the misery I put you through today. I know its kind of weird doing it
like this but I fear you might kill me if I apologised in person. I'm not buying your
forgiveness but at least you could pamper yourself. I would do it myself, but then again I
fear for my life... xo xo xo LamK"
Where do I begin?
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CHAPTER 3
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Saturday!!
I looooove saturdays. That means I can clean my little flat, do my laundry and be prepared
for Amanda to pick me up anytime and we could go paint the town Red!! The perks of
having a rich boyfriend with a car. The guy is a police officer. Apparently he is so good
that he made detective just after three years of being in the force. From what my uncle
told me, you are only a detective after seven years and then add three more years and
only then you can automatically be sergent. But if arresting bad guys and cracking cases
is in your blood then you can just go straight to being colonel in a year. Lol No I'm lying
that's ridiculous. Any ways Mandla is loaded, he also own an internet cafe and a small
Tshisanyama Stand in the biggest township of our city. Ten Million bucks if you can
guess the name.
So tonight we are going to some club in Strand. Thats an hour away from the centre point
of everything. But apparently the place is beautiful and very upmarket. I don't know how
the owner could build such a wonderful place so far from majority of party animals. But
then again nothing stops people from travelling as far as they can to have fun for the
night. Tonight, I am one of those people!!
Mom! She's calling. Lets hope she is not going to send me on an errand.
"Hey Ma" -
"Qhayiya I can't chat long. Go home and bring my car. Aunt Jabu is not well so i'll see her
after work. Oh and there's some money in the wardrobe, buy some fruit and food for her. I
won't have time." - She's gone!!
Sigh!! My mother forgives so easily! She has such a good heart and people just tend to
abuse it for their own benefits. My mother would go to hell and back for anyone who is in
need, especially friends and family. "So that one day when I need help, I'd know who to
turn to. Not because i am demanding it but because in this world we live in, people only
help those that have helped them. And well, its unChristian not to help someone in need.."
_ she would say when I asked why she would bend backwards for so many people.
Sometimes I would understand and other times, I just wouldn't. Like now, Aunt Jabu is
one of the people who literally were against my parents marriage and when they finally
split up, she insinuated that my brother and I were not born of my father. And that my
mother probably had extra marital affairs thats why my father left. They do not care about
the fact that it was my father who cheated and was linked to a murder of his girlfriend's
other boyfriend, and he spent two weeks behind bars. I remember she called mom and
told her to start packing her clothes and US, and prepare to leave because we did not
belong in that house.
8 years later, that three roomed shack my father left is now a fully furnished six roomed,
including kitchen, lounge, garage, bathroom and shower, House!! Where were they?
When my mother and I struggled all those years? Somedays it would be so difficult to
even go to bed on a full stomach. Where were they? Nowhere!!
But here I am preparing to go home and let my mother help that same woman who
insinuated that I am not her niece. Grrrrr I develop epilepsy, just thinking about the pain
and suffering. Hearing my mother cry alone in her room at night, praying to God to bring
back her husband or atleast show her a way to raise us and feed us. Some times she
would cry in church during a sermon because it would be so heavy that it hit her straight
in the heart. But she's a strong believer and she forgives easily. She leaves everything in
the lord's hands. I on the other hand, would leave Aunt Jabu to die alone.
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My laundry is on the line, I returned the blanket back on the line after washing it, with a
note sticked on it. Yesterday was a crazy weird day and I am so shocked at my self that I
am not pissed or angry or anything. I don't even want to kill him anymore. Maybe the
Nando's full chicken and Chips meal, bottle of wine, 24block of cadbury TopDeck
chocolate and WineGum sweets (alcoholic _ _ Those are not available in SA by the way)...
maybe my gift had something to do with my change of heart.
Although The wallet and Keys stealing tactic was quite cheesy, i'd give him an 8 for
making up for it by the little dinner date thing we had on the floor. And then he has the
nerve to tell me that he will not replace the meal because he practically bought it! I
mean!!! Jeez can he be any more chauvinistic??
Beep!
My phone interrupts me as I exit the bathroom. I have a towel wrapped around me. I think
its the Landlord, again!! I untie the bun of my straight up cornrows. Gosh! They need to be
taken off. I miss relaxed hair and just combing it backwards and letting it loose.
"Hi" - He says.
"Hi" - I say.
Silence! Phone dropped!
Okay! That was weird. His number is not saved but i'd recognise it anywhere!! Those
zeros and sevens are just so weird to be a cellphone number. It's like he chose his own
cellphone number and all he wanted was zeros and sevens. Okay there's a 3 and and 8
there but they are very invinsible amongst these sevens.
Incoming call again.
"Lamkele what do you want?" -
"A proper date. Listen I know i was a jerk but I want to make... no I need to make it up to
you! Properly." - He exhales.
I am now quiet. I do not have an answer for this. Neither was I expecting it.
"Qhayiya?" - Him.
"I'm still here" - I say with a huge lump in my throat, for a second I battled to actualluly
speak.
"Please say yes. I need to see you again!" - he exhales once more. His voice breaks.
"Oh... okay" -
"Please. I need to... what?? You said okay?" - He now really exhales deeply! Like a huge
burden has been lifted off his shoulders.
"I'll pick you up tonight... Thanks You won't regret it." - He's gone before I can get a word
in.
**"ChomY be ready by 6.. Mandla and I will pick you up. Please note: your blesser from
last night is coming too."**
The text comes in just as I am staring at the screen!! Let me wheigh the pros and cons!! I
wanna get drunk and party tonight. Amanda and her man can give me that. And then
there's Lamkele... A date would be nice, with someone elegant and handsome. Besides it
has been a very long time since I was pampered!
Okay!! I know who to let off.
Message sent!! Hopefully they wont get mad.
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Gosh!! My Mom's car is such heaven!! The smell, the seats, the cleanliness.. I dont know
how she does it! If I had a car i am pretty sure it would be filled with take aways and
bottles of wine. Okay!! She is low on gas and I don't have my new wallet, stacked with
cash... hopefully i'll make it to the hospital to drop it off.
When i am graduated as a Marketting Expert... I also want a car. I'm gonna need one!!
Beep! My Phone...
"Have a lovely day. See you tonight." - I smile! How can I not smile when this text has just
pulled the strings of my heart. He is trying so hard, probably thimks I have not forgiven
him. I still don't understand why he chose to torture me in order to get my attention, if
thats what he wants. Or maybe he probably just wants to shag me and leave me. Thats
what all these men do. I do not know whats so important with pussy. I mean you can settle
down, get married and pussy would be at your disposal day in and day out.. but brothers
out here want to change women like they change underwear!!
Traffic Jam!!
This intersection is always busy. With taxi drivers driving like they own the roads and the
fact that some of them drive with Tv Liscences.
the cars Are moving so slowly. And every one takes a chance even though its not their
turn. Hence this mayhem. And right now I am in the middle of the intersection...
What?? Okay! This can't be happening!! Not here!! Not now!! Please God no! This car just
went dead on me. Okay let me try one more time... nothing!! Its just not starting...
"Sisi Move!!!!" - I hear someone scream. Beeping the horn.
"I'm trying!!" -
Okay.. uhm. One more time Q!!
Nothing!!
The road before me is clear. I am now the one holding the traffic! And these idiots behind
me are beeping their horns telling me to move!!
"Come ooon woman!!!" - another bellows.
"I can't!!" - I'm crying now!! I cant hold back the tears of fear and confusion!! What am I
gonna do??
Okay. Calm down!! Whooooo saaaaa!! I open the bonnet and exit the car. I don't know
what I am looking for but people usually open the bonnet when the car is faulty!
Aaah crap. I close it again and get inside the car. Other cars driving around me now,
because I am just stuck in the middle of the road.
I don't know what to do!! All i can do it cry right now..
"Sisi You need to move your car its not safe...." - I raise my head from the steering wheel. I
am in tears but I know that voice. I am familiar with it.. "Qhayiya? Oh my God. What
happened?" - He opens the door and pulls me out. And like a baby, I am in his arm crying.
"Sssshhhh its okay.. come" - He pulls me away and takes me to his car which is just
behind mine. He opens the drivers seat and pushes me in.
"Go to the nearest gas station i'll find you there" - He says. I nod. I am still in tears
because people have not stoppes beeping their horns. Others are screaming that I am
stupid and I am driving a scrap metal. I cannot take it when a person i sults me or makes
me feel bad because neither do i do that to other people! Unless ofcourse they deserve it!
My mother's car is being pushed... by him alone. And I am still sitting here confused as
hell because I have never driven and Alpha Romeo before. The ignition is on but how do I
drive this thing?
Okay! Here.. Its moving.. I am driving slowly behind him. He has two guys helping him
now. He quickly rushes inside the car and bang!! It excecutes a huge sound and then its
on again!! That stupid scrap!! Nxxxx such humiliation.
How the hell am I going to look at him now after such an embarassment?
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My tail is inbetween my legs as I make my way out of his car and to him, where's standing
with my mom's car.
"Are you okay?" - He asks. Sincerely.
"NO!!" - All i want to do now is cry. I almost died because of this scrap!! Thosebtaxi driver
literally called me stupid. But i am not going to tell him this. He should just see that I am
shaken.
"Ssshhh its over now.." - I am in his arms. Gosh he smells so great!!
"For such a dragon lady, you sure are a cry baby..." - He's in stitches and here I am with
tears in my eyes. Does he care? No!! Its all a joke to him. Nxxxx ass hole!!
"Oh come on. I am kidding" - He says as I puah him awayand get inside my mom's car.
"I am not your joke station. Thanks for your help. Bye... oh and dinner is cancelled. I am
going to a club in strand with my friends." - I am gone. Leaving him standing there!!
"Chommy.. change of plans.. please pick me up later. I am coming with" -
"Whooooo I wonder..." - she says with that tswana accent of hers.
"I'll tell you everything tsala when we meet...lets just say Men are idiots" -
"Hmmmmm This sounds interesting.. okay tsala we'll pick you up. For now let me and my
man grind some sugar before tonight." - she says with a naughty tone.
"Oh okay bye" -
"He.e Q .. don't hate!!" - she reprimands me. Yep she can smell my jealousy.
"Sorry tsala.. I just cannot take that damn dildo any more!!" -
"Hahahha Oh My God!! You still use that?" -
"You bought it for me.. what were you expecting??" - I ask. I am really confused why she's
acting dumb.
"Hhaha Q maraa!!" - she's gone...
You know everyone around me has the tendancy of just dropping the call without even
saying goodbye atleast!! Especially when I am the one who called. I hate that!! nxxxxx
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"Your little shack webt silent on me in the middle of the road mama!!" - I am still
traumatised!!
"Hahaha But you managed. I am used to it by now." - she says like its the most normal
thing ever. Well to me its not!! I hand her the keys.
"I'm leaving early today... don't you want to wait? We'll go to Jabu together.." - she asks.
"NO! I have stuff to do" -
"Qhayiya... she's family." -
"When we struggled.. she was also family mama and she wasnt there!! Why should we?" -
I can feel my intestines turning!
"Qhayiya?" -
"Ma I have to go. I love you." - I give her a kiss on the lips and I am gone!!
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6.20 pm.
A knock as I do my final touches. For a size 38 I sure lool quite sexy!! If i should say
myself!!
"You are late...." - great!! Its not Amanda but him!!
"You look beauriful. Are you ready??" - He says.
"I thought I told you that I am not going with you anymore..." - I say folding my arms.
"Qhayiya please.. I'm sorry. Okay I'm a jerk. I know but i'm really sorry." -
"Too late" - I say as I grab my stuff and lock the door just after Amamda texts that they are
downstairs and I should hurry because traffic is hectic.
He's following me down the stairs, calling out my name.
"Lamkele just leave me alone." -
"I can't... I won't !!" - he says as he restricts me from opening the gate.
"I know whoop your ass ghetto style... you better remove your hand" - I threaten. He lets
go and surrenders. I open the gate and wait for him to get out before I lock it.
I can feel his eyes piercing through my back as i walk away and enter Mandla's car.
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"And then Tsala? The male barbie doll? Whats the story?" - She asks as soon as I greet
them, settle and I help my self to the open botyle of whiskey. I need it after threatning to
hurt such a beautiful person and also letting him off so hard. He stands there and watches
the car until we disappear around the corner.
"Aaarg Barbie doll is trynna ruin my life" - I say.
"What happened?" - She asks... - "What?? Hahhahaha he's stupid" _ She says after I tell
her what happened. She knows about the wallet incident and now I am telling her about
the stair and traffic incident...
"Ooooh but the brother is fiiine.." - 😲 No she didnt!! Not infront of Mandla who has
😲

been quietly listening to us. He turns and looks at her. She giggles and looks down.
"You are really testing me" - He says. No smile or humour at all.
Okay!! That was weird!! Let me just drink this free alcohol and get drunk. Before anything
dramatic happens. She's now quiet, looking out the window and no longer drinking. The
music is now playing loudly and I am on my second double shot. I wonder where my
blesser is. I keep forgetting his name, but it starts with an O and there's a P somewhere..
Arg i don't know.
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Finally we are here. Its dark and buzzing. This place is huge and beautiful. I bet the owner
is fucken rich!! Its packed!! Its like a club in the township. I can see shack and RDp's
around here.
The vibe between my friend and her man is kind okay now. They are talking but I can still
see she is not widely open. We pay our way in and get our stamps and complementary
drinks. We head straight for VIP section. Tonight I am getting myself a bottle of wine, or
maybe two. From Lamkele's money.
Okay!! Why am i thinking of him?? Now?... here?? I know these are drunk thoughts! They
just have to be.
"Q... please get you and madam some drinks. I need the bathroom. Omphile will be here
soon." - Mandla says handing me a couple of hundreds. He walks away.
"Chommy, whats up?" - I just have to ask.
"Aaarg... He had a run in with Oliver and it almost got bad." - she says, dismissing it.
"Oliver? What the hell does Oliver want?" - Oliver is her good for nothing student ex who
dumped her after she got pregnant. Her parents are caring for the baby now. And Mandla
loves Sino like his own. Apparently he doean't have kids...
"He came to apologise, Mandla was there at my flat. I spoke to him outside. Mandla came
out and he just pounces on him as soon as he saw him!!" -
Damn!!
"Wow.. okay.. lets go get our booze and get drunk. Chommy forget about that rotten fruit
Oliver. He never deserved you. You need to talk to mandla and make him uderstand..." -
Wisdom cap on!! In the middle of a club!!
Oh hell no!! It can't be!! It's just not!!
What the fuck is he doing here??
Our eyes meet. He walks right past me as if he didn't see me. He's with a friend that looks
coloured or Muslim. Daamn he looks blazing! I can see some girls turning heads and
suddenly I am green with jealousy.
He sits down in the VIP section. Just next to ours. The waiter comes! Yes! Saves me time
and strengtg to ue at the bar.. I order our booze and he walks away.
Let me steal a glance. Our eyes meet!
Fuck!! He's coming over...
"Hi" - he says
"Are you following me?" - I ask.
"Can we talk..?" - he asks.
"No ..." - Our drinks arrive. I help myself.
"Qhayiya please.." - He begs.
"Tsala the guy is begging come on!!" - Amanda saysm Mandla is back, along with Omphi.
They greet him with a bro hug.
"I hope you brothers don't mind if I steal the lady for a while.." - Mandla shakes his head.
Omphile is just staring at me.
"Qhayiya?" -
"No Lamkele I am not going anywhere with you!!" - Suddenly I am being defensively
angry. All the torture is coming back in ten folds.
"Okay.. enjoy your night." - he says and walks away.
"That was rude..." - Amanda says looking at me after gulping down her whiskey glass.
"I see its a two by two... #ThinkingEmoticon"
I read the text and return my phone back into my boobs. It vibrates again.
"He's not your type. Don't milk him dry" _
"Are you calling me a gold digger?" _ I reply.
"Are you?? If you are then I'm a gold mine... rights of admission UNRESERVED!" _
I do not have a come back for that!! I put my phone back in my boobs and ontinue
drinking. Mandla and Amanda are busy licking each other's tonsils. Its so annoying
because Omphile and I just sitting here with them, its so awkward!! I dont mind them
kissing... but There Omphile.. I hope he is not thinking of shoving his tounge down my
throat! Euw!! He needs an oral doctor first!. Although I dont guarantee even a peck, after
he sees an oral doctor.
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"Why aren't you kissing your boyfriend? Afraid he might swallow you with those
humongous lips..." _ 😲 😲 😲 😲

"Would you stop hounding me?" _

"What do you want then? Rescuing? You look like you need it 😂 😂 .." _
Asshole!!
I am up and chargung towards his section. He sees me and unrentionally starts a
conversation with the girl next to him. she couldn't be any more happier!!
"What do you want from me?" - My hands are folded up to my chest. The alcohol buzzing
in my head with the music also playing its part.
"Excuse me? Can I help you?" - The bastard!
"I asked you what you want from me Lamkele..." - my voice, a little higher. His coloured
friend looks at me. He's on a water drinking tip.
"Nothing! You are the one standing infront of me interupting my conversation with my
lady here... I should be asking you that" - He looks back at the girl abd whispers in here
ear. She gigggles and blushes. His hand makes its way on her knee, then her thigh...
moving upwards!!
Grrrrrr I need to get out of here now!!
Why the hell am I crying??
Fuck!! That was so humiliating.. I hate him!! I hate him and I curse the day I went to the
mall and he stole my wallet!!!
I just... I just hate him!!!
_ _ _ nxxx 😢 😢 😢 Jerk!!

CHAPTER 4
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"As-salam alikum..." - There's a foreign accent behind that voice. I raise my head, tears
still flooding my face. Why the hell am I crying, out here, in the first place!! Aaarg Qhayiya
you are such a drama brat!!
"Excuse me but I couldn't help notice you were a bit emotional..." - He says. His accent is
very foreign. I don't even know from where I can associate it from. He's too cute to be Just
coloured. He should probably have some foreign blood in his system. Okay Q stop!!! You
are still covered in tears remember?
"Are you okay?" - He asks handing me a hanckerchief. I notice the letter engraved on it
before I grab it and blow as much as I can on it. I can see the disgust on his face. I wipe the
rest of my tears, fold it and hand it back to him.
"Uhm... no keep it." - He says with a polite smile. I don't remember why I was crying... oh
wait now I fucken know.
"Care to share why In the midst of happy and drunk people, you chose to cry?" -
"What do you care?" - I ask as he takes a sip from his bottle water. - "Care to share why in
the midst of happy and drunk people, you choose to drink water?" - I ask again.
"I don't drink alcohol. Religious preferences..." - He takes a sip again. "And you? Are you
going to answer my question?" -
"It's really none of your business..." -
"My drinking preferences weren't none of your business!!" - Jerk!!!
I'm staring at him, with my tounge all caught up in a trap. He just switched me off, just like
that!! His attitude makes me think of ... aaarg for Christ sake! Why must he dominate me
like this?? I need to get more drunk!! I take a step to walk away...
"Q... please I need your help" - He knows my name?
"I see Lamkele filled you in on who I am" - He smiles.
"I.. kinda promised to help him win you back, if he lets me talk to you about your friend." -
I beg his pardon??!!
"Lamar has it real bad. Like really bad! And he's been hounding me..." -
Gosh! I know how that feels!!
"Listen. Just agree to a date with him. And then let him off gently" - He begs.
"Let him off gently?? Did he tell you how mich he has been torturing me, making me walk
in the sun, drunk and hungover all at the same time? Making me sit outside my flat for
hour and steal somebody's blanket juat to be warm and thwn he as the nerve to join me
and make me laugh, under false pretences.. and you want me to let him down gently??
Are you both insane??" - I have no idea why I am crying but the tears are so overpowering
me, its not even funny and thus douche infront of me is in stiches!!
"Lamar did that??" -
"it's not funny" - I'm pissed! I don't even know his name and here he is laughing at me as
if I am some lame joke on a sunday evening! Nxxxx bloody Arab!!
"And you did not set out dogs on his, or bath him with Hot or Cold water? Wait.. or even
go crazy at him? Girl you are for keeps!!" - He sips his water, shaking his head and still in
stitches. - "Is that why you are crying? Ncooooh man how cute is that." - Is he fucken
nuts??
"Listen friend of the man I despise right now... I don't even know your name and here you
are giving your friend browny points for making my life a misery and then make a joke out
of it..." -
"You're really hurt?" - He asks, concern suddenly written on his face. - "My name is Ajmal
but you can call me AJ" - I don't wanna shake his hand.
"Listen... Your friend?" -
"My friend?" - I ask, acting dumb because I know exactly who he's talking about and I do
not want to entertain in because Mandla might just decide to pull out his people and
murder everyone when it comes to Amanda. She is that Trophy that He wants to always
carry around and show off. I mean Amanda is gifted in many places than one. That
Matshidiso, from Muvhango, typa body.. beautiful brown chocolate skin and a very calm
personality. She doesn't need to try that hard! She's very inviting, naturally!!.
"I need..." - rŕrrŕer
"You need??" -
"Q, I wanna have a chat with her. Please. Could you make it happen?" - He begs.
"Incase you didn't notice, she has a man. And incase you didn't know He is a cop. So
please, if you wanna die.. keep me out of it" -
I am gone before I can listen any further to he who wants to die in the arms of a police
officer because he couldn't take his eyes off somebody else's woman.
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"Where have you been... geez you look like a mess" - Trust Amanda to attract attention
on me. Now Omphile and Mandla are staring at me like I have just been caught examining
someone's tonsils with my tounge. My nose is blocked from all the crying because of that
stupid moronic barbie doll!! Nxxxxx!
"I need the bathroom" - I grab my purse, gulp down a glass of something strong and I am
moving through the crowd, trying to get my way to the bathroom. I hope I wont have to
que. My bladder tends to act up when I have alcohol in my system. Sometyms it feels like
its on steroids!!
"Qhayiya!!" - He grabs me. My heart and head say 'scream and yell for him to let go' ..but i
am frozen and I suddenly like the sound of my name when he says it.
"Can we talk outside please?" - He begs.
"Can it wait? I really need to pee" - I say, crossing my legs and immitating a jump.
"Come" - He says pulling me. His hand is so soft and warm against my wrist. F*ck!! He has
a great ass!! Like the brother has a nice butt.
"Where are we going?" - He's pulling me completely out of these premises. We are
walking away from the club. "Lamkele where are we going? I need to pee damnit!!" -
He stops walking fast as we reach a house, doesn't look like anybody lives here. There is
no yard. Just the house and a lot of sand and grass around it. "You can pee there" -
"Are you insane!!!" -
"No! But you need to pee and I need to talk to you." - He says, pulling out a cigarette and
sparking it. "Well??"
This motherF*cken barbie doll is out for my damn insanity!! He is literally driving me
insane!!
"Hold this" - I push my purse in his chest after taking out my sanitary wipe and walk
further behind the house. He's watching me. "Are you gonna watch me?" -
"Girl please... It ain't nothing I have never seen before" - He says and puffs some more on
his cigarette. I am done with this idiot watching me. I grab my bag from him and find a
tissue to roll this wipe. I'll throw it away at home. Sentimental Superstitious beliefs!!!
Wait!
"This is not a normal cigarrette..." - I am now watching him, looking at me with his eyes
smaller than normal.
"Who said it was?" - He asks. He pulls once more and holds it in, he pulls me with so much
force and before I can protests I have smoke entering both my nostrils and mouth.
Here I am coughing and probably having an asthma attack but this stupid man child before
me is laughing his arse off!!
"You are so cute when you do that with your tounge..." - He says, still in stitches.. "Try to
breathe Qhayiya. Please don't die on me" - Oh he cares now?? He's brushing my back and
checking up on me.
"I'm fine now but my head is buzzing and I feel like my feet are walking on sponges!" - I
say holding to my head that feels like it could fall any moment from now.
"That's because you are high... come!" -
"I can't walk. The ground is wavey!! And... I see twice... oh My God. Your ears are so
small!!" -
"Oooh Fuck!!!" - He's pulling me. I don't know where but....
"Aaaaaahhh" - I am on the ground and suddenly my knees hurt but its so funny I can't
stop laughing!!
"Jesus Christ!!" - He hovering over me. Why do his ears look so small!! Oh my God!!
"Whooooooo" - I am floating!! I'm flying!! Just upside down... My head's direction is
pointed at the road and the road is moving. My feet are in the air. "You won't believe it. I
never thought it could happen, to me but I'm floating. Lamkele I'm floating. It feels like i'm
on space. There's no gravity at all." -
"Unfortunately you are on my shoulders and you're fucken heavy!!" -
He stops. I hear beeping. I can smell the leather. Oh I'm in a car. I hear the door closing,
another one opening and then closing again. The car starts and its moving. I just wanna
close my eyes but... His ears are so small!! I just wanna touch them.
"Qhayiya I'm driving would you just let go of my ears!!" -
"But they are very cute... ncuuu ncuuu ncuuuu" -
The car stops. We are there already.
Wait...
"Where are we?" -I ask, he doesn't answer He get out of the car. And opens my door,
behind the driver's seat.
"Come" - He orders. And some tiny little submissive girl with goggles and braces, deep
down in me gets out of this car with no hassle at all.
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It's simple RdP house, just rejuvinated and made beautiful with paint, great cement
designs and a garage with a door. He opens, I can see croocked smile as he opens it wide
enough for him to hold the door while I enter. I hear the door close. It's mid dark... the
lights come on...
"Are we on Top Billing?" -
I am on the couch, he's in the open plan kitchen taking out something from the freezer.
He's walking towards me, everything of him seems to be wobbly and wavey!! ...
"Here" -
"What should I do with Ice?" - I ask, still taking the bowl from him. He sits infrontof me,
on top of the coffee table.
"Chew on it... eat it.. swallow it... what ever"- He's ordering me.
"Why are you bullying me?" - I can feel the bloody tears coming, and this bloody alcohol in
my system has absolutely nothing to do with it.
"I am not bullying you Qhayiya..." - He shifts closer, takes a deep breath before exhaling.
His breath is warm and minty. I am under a weird spell for second. He prepares to speak
and I am frozen.
"I want you!"
Holy Thixo wase Cape Town!!!
CHAPTER 5
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"Say something please" - He says. I am now sober!
"What do you want me to say?" - I ask shrugging my shoulders.
"Anything. Listen, I am sorry okay for everything I put you through but it was the only way
I could get close to you and actually talk to you. First time I saw you, a guy was trying his
luck. I doubt you even noticed me but I was driving that taxi. I kept looking at you through
the rearview mirror and I just couldn't stop. It was the first time I saw you and I had to see
you again. I saw you a few times at different places, and in all those places you were
either at someone's throat and telling them that they should roll down a hill or something.
Even thursday night a The Ding Ding Lounge. You were there. And i just couldn't let you
slip away from me. So I asked Sandile about you..." - He pauses as he can see that I am
confused. Who the hell is Lwandile??
"Lwandile is my cousin. We used to own the taxis together but I got out of the business.
That day I was just helping him out because one of his drivers had to go home and he too
was unavailable..." - Oh!! I nod for him to continue. I am still as dumbstruck as I was when
he said he wants me.
"Then I saw you at the taxi rank, the one near your complex. I left my car there and took
the taxi too. I was sitting right next to you. I was scared as hell to even say a word becase I
k ew that you were and still are a hot head... so I didn't want to mess it up. Luckily for me
you got out and your wallet fell on the seat, with your keys and...." -
He smiles looking down. "And I had an idea to get close to you..."
"By torturing me?" - I ask.
"By getting you off your high horse..." - he says, his hands now on my knees. "Qhayiya..."
His phone rings. Interrupting this rather pleasant awkward moment.
"Yeah? Whaaat?? Okay! We are coming!! I said we are coming damnit!!" - He hangs up
and looks at me. "We have to go!" - He pulls me and we are in the car. I am not protesting
anything. I am just following this heavy aura of authority that is hanging over this man.
The alcohol and Weed has escaped my body, I now notice that we are only two streets
away from the club.
"Who's house was that?" - I ask. He looks at me and smiles. He loves smiling, not that it's
a sin. The brother is beautiful!!! I'm sure he is even when crying..
"One of my properties. Even the one we were at before... where you peed, I'm still putting
together funds to develop it. Maybe a tshisaNyama or a BNB for these drunkards to fuck
these girls in toilets and cars..." - The last sentence is accompanied by a disapproving
slshake of the head.
He looks at me.
"I'm sorry for forcing you to pee outside that.." - I nod, looking down because his eyes are
piercing through my soul!
We are here at the club but I do not have the strength to open this door and get out, nor
to even interrupt this awkward yet pleasant silence.
"Lets go apparently your friends are beating up my friend... or the other way around. I
dont know!" - whaaaat?? The bloody Osama Bin Laden did exactly wht I warned him
against?? Is he insane??
I am first to get inside the club. The racket has died down judging by the fact that people
are dancing and drinking like nothing happened. I rush to where Amanda is. She is in
tears.
"Amanda, What happened?" - she looks up at me and breaks down further in tears.
"Oooh Tsala!!!" - She cannot talk!!
"What happened? Where's Mandla and Omphile?" - I ask.
"They are in the security room. I don't know him. He was asking where you are because
his friend was missing too. Mandla came out of nowhere and attacked him... the poor
guy!!" - Hmmm Osama did not listen. I told him!!
"Was it bad??" - I ask. She nods, sobbing loudly. She raises her head.
"Could your barbie take us home please..." - Oh hell No!!... "Mandla is pissed where ever
he is..."
"What do you mean?? Amanda does he hit you??" - The bastard!! He had better not!! She
stops sobbing and looks at me like she has seen a ghost back from the dead. She shifts and
turns around giving me her back. She unzips her dress!! Thixo wase Hermanus!! He has
definately moved from Cape Town!!
"Amanda!" - Her name is all I can say right now. She is covered in whip bruises.
"He used a belt last night... when Oliver came over. It was the first time!! He promised not
to do it again but he was so angry Tsala... he refused to even listen to Omphile. I tried to
explain but the poor guy was already a pulp..." - She's crying again. Now I am crying too.
Lately I have tears on speed dial. I do not know how because I am very hardcore... So i
have been told.
I am angry... Where the hell does his get off? Hitting my friend like this? With a belt!! I am
up the stairs charging towards the security room. I am following the sign.
My hand is on the handle, the sign on the door says Do not disturb... but I don't care. I
need to tell Mandla a piece of my mind while its hot!!
I open.
Oh shit!!
All eyes are on me. . . All I see are guns everywhere. Mandla, Omphile... Lamkele... the
other is pointing at the other whole the other is pointing at the other one. Its a matter of
"You shoot, I shoot" !!
I am frozen. Lamkele's eyes are fixed on Mandla, with his gun pointed at Omphile.
Omphile's gun is pointed at Osama who is nursing his nose as if his life is not hanging by a
trigger that Omphile could pull anytime. Mandla is pointing a gun at Lamkele... The
motherfuckers are calm AF!!
I swallow hard!!
"Qhayiya... get out! Now!!" - He says, not even looking at me. Osama looks at me and
jerks his head basically telling me to get the hell out before all hell breaks loose and the
devils desciples descend upon everyone.
I swallow hard. "I said Now!!! Qhayiya..." - He screams!!
I pull the door closed, fear overwhelming my body! I am frozen infront of the door.
BANG!!
Silence and then... Mayhem!!
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CHAPTER 6
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I wanna get out of here. I just wanna wanna get out of here. Please make it stop. Just
make it stop. I don't wanna see or hear anything. Get me out of here!! I am curled up in a
corner, my hand tightly on my ears and my eyes shut!! I can hear the screams and the
chaos down stairs but I am curled up here with tears flooding my glue-shut eyes. All I am
thinking about is Amanda and I getting the fucking hell out of here because hell has
indeed broken loose and its everyman for himself. I don't know about the women.
Amanda!! Oh My God I hope she's okay.
"Get away from me!!!!" - I am screaming and wriggling my self as I feel hands on my
shoulder.
"Qhayiya! Qhayiya calm down. Its me" -
The relief that overwhelms my heart, body and soul is a shock to the system. He's fine!
Thank God!! "Lamkele!!" - I attack him with a massive hug, he almost falls backwards but
he just stumbles and quickly finds balance.
"What happened?" - I ask.
"We need to leave now!" - He says, dragging me down the stairs. The chaos has died down
but people are still evacuating the premises. Its just chaos everywhere. He's literally
dragging me, his attention on his phone. He's texting.
He shoves his phone in his pocket and drags me still. We reach the car. Not his car, the
one I know but its the car we drove when we went to the house. I didn't notice it until
now. He takes out keys from his jacket pocket and we enter. He's quiet.
I am still shaken. I can feel my face still wet with the tears of fear. He starts the car and
reverses out of where we are parked.
"Move!!!!" - He screams as there's another car blocking him. He bangs the horn quite a
couple of times, shouting and yelling! I am just sitting and squirming in this chair because I
can evidently see that he is pissed as hell!! I want to ask.. But I am afraid.
"Lamkele, Amanda is..." -
"She's fine. AJ has her. They are at the house already." - I nod. I have no words to say. I
have a tons of questions though.. but I am not about to ask. We finally make it out of the
chaos and he speeds through the streets and in less than a minute we are here. He
electronically opens the garage and we park behind his car. They must have switched cars
with Osama...
Its just me and him now. He's calm. I am terrified. Atleast I know Amanda and him are
okay. Gosh how did this day go fron Bad to worse?? Lets face it.. It was bad from the
moment I got into my mother's car. I look at my wrist watch. It's almost 12 midnight. Time
travels fast when you are caught up in drama.
"Are you okay?" - I ask.
"Yes I'm fine.. come" - He says and gets out. I get out too and he opens the sliding door
into the kitchen.
"Amanda!!" - She's sitting on the couch crying. Osama is sitting next to her, evidently
consoling her. His face has doubled in volume. Mandla indeed gave him a beating of his
life.
"Oooh Tsala... I was so scared! And so worried about you!!" - She says as we hug. Lamkele
and Osama are now standing before us, communicating with their eyes.
"This is your fault!!!" - Oh? Amanda is staring at Osama, he's confused.
"My fault?" - He asks.
"Yes your fault... I told you I am not interested!!" - OohKay!!
Osama is looking down, avoiding eye contact with me as I am staring at him. I warned you
but your bloody arabic Osama bin Laden head did not listen.
The silence is too loud. Amanda is not crying but she's staring at Osama. Lamkele is
looking at me. He's jerking his eyes towards Amanda's direction. He's communicating and
I am so confused!!
"Aaah Fuck!!" - He says, Giving up and walking away. "Mandy I am sorry about what
happened okay... are you girls hungry?" - He randomly changes the subject immediately.
Amanda looks at me and nods. I look at Lamkele and nod to.
He opens the fridge and scans through it..
"uuuuhm we have pork... oh AJ doesn't eat pork. Beef? Chicken?" - He says and keeps
looking at us... at me infact. Gosh i could have used some of that greasy pork!! With
seasonal spices and stuff.
"I want McDonalds..." - Barbie says leaning against the fridge. He's looking at me. Why is
he acting as if i am the only one here.
"KFC dude... I need me some zinger wings. Lots of those" - Osama says.
"Dude!! We should get a bucket..." - Barbie says, his eyes lit up. He closes the fridge and
walks towards the lounge searching himself... "shit... my wallet!" - he says.
"Aaarg come on dude. Don't tell me we are not getting those wings." - Osama complains. -
"You'd love some Zingers, wouldn't you Mandy?" - Amanda gives him a deadly glance. He
lays back on the couch giggling and shaking his head. "Guess not!... Lamar dude you better
find that wallet. You know my Express Visa won't work until I go to the bank tomorrow" -
"Yo dude.. chill okay.. what? No zinger wings in Canada..." - Oh, Osama is from canada...
"Aarg their food sucks man! Nothing like food from home!" -
Lamkele is looking around the kitchen and lounge for his wallet. "I must have left it at..." -
They look at each other... "Oh shit!!" - They both say with Osama jumping up from the
couch. Amanda looks at me and I shrug my shoulders. I am as confused as she is.
"You two, stay here and don't open for anyone! We have a key" - Osama says, Lamkele is
already out by the front door. They are not using the cars.
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"What the hell was that?" - I speak.
"Tsala... I'm scared. I think something happened to Mandla. He would have called by now"
- She says. Tjo! How do I tell her that Mandla was in the room where the gun shot
occured. How do I tell her that he could be laying in his own pool of blood??
"Tsala I'm sure he's okay..." - I lie.
"Did you find him.. when you left me?" - I shake my head quickly.
"Uhm.. No. I went to the bathroom first. And then there was a gunshot!!" - I say, she
believes me.
"Oh My God!! I hope he's okay!!" - She breaks down. She really loved him or... arg i don't
know.
"Its okay tsala.. soon as we get home, we'll go to his house." - I say.
"I tried calling him but he's phone is off..." - She says.
"Lets hope he's fine..." - I hug her. I can't get the picture of the four men in my head.
Pointing guns at each other! Talk about a Mafia Meeting gone fucken completely wrong!
● Now we are sitting here in silence watching the tv which is also on silent.
"I'm hungry" - I say getting up. I might as well roast the pork while Osama is out.
"Tsala no, wait till they come back..." - She says grabbing the remote and switching
through the channels.
"Aarg who knows when their gangster arses will be back." - shit!! Q and your big mouth!
I am going through the cupboards looking for a an oven dish.
"Gangster? Tsala are they gangsters??" - she asks with her eyes hanging.
"No... no Tsala. It was just a figure of speech." - I say. She nods but I can see she is not
convinced.
"And barbie? Do you trust him?" - She asks, biting her nails. Gosh that habit of hers! She
never keeps a manicure because of that. But she is forced a manicure because apparently
Mandla couldnt tolerate her ugly and bitten nails. Makes me wonder if him hitting her last
night was the first time!
"Well... I don't know hey. But he, uhm... he told me he wants me" - her eyes pop!!
"He wants you? at last!!!"- she's relieved! I'm confused!- "finally Tsala... finally you have a
man!" - she says excited.
"Amanda... he's not my man. I'm not even sure I want the guy" - I say, putting the oven
dish in the oven with the frozen pork chops!
"Q ... are you still suffering from PMS?" - she askS looking at me.
"PMS?" - Abbreviating everything even in real life is one of her many crazy habbits.
"Pissed at Men Syndrome... Tsala you've been single for three years. Your whole
university life you have been alone. Your virgina must have spiders and cockroaches as
residents..." -
"But I have Didi and he does the job just fine. Besides there are no strings attached. He
makes me climax and he goes back into his box.." - Men just really complicate things!
"You prefer a dildo instead of a real man? Does 'didi' kiss you in all the sensitive places?
Does he touch you and leaves you trembling? Does he even cum??" - She rolls her eyes!!
"Okay! Enough! Didi is there to satisfy my sexual urges thats all!! No need to force it... I
know he's just a rubber penis but I reach an orgasm as Much as i want to..." - She's in
stitches. The more I try to justify myself on why I prefer a dildo more than men, the more I
fantasize and wonder how it feels to be with a man again.
"Q!!!" - she's snapping her fingers at me. She is now in the kitchen too.
"Huh? Yeah? What?..." - Gosh! I can't believe I just imagined Lamkele naked!
"Do you think there's something to drink here?" - she asks. Talk about having manners. I
open the fridge and her eyes light up!
"Wine yeeeeY!!" - she says grabbing a bottle and drinking straight from it. "I had only a
glass tonight. Mandla was watching me like a hawk. He says we drank too much at the
Ding ding lounge.." - aaarg Suddenly I believe Osama would be doing me a favour by
getting it on with Bestie. Ever since she told me he hit her, I ceased to like him.
●●
The pork is done, I dish up in one plate and we dig in sitting infront of the TV.
"They've been gone for quite a while now" - She says.
I hear the door clicking, a key turning. And they are back. They are breathing heavily and
panting. They have been running.
"Fuck that was insane dude!!" - Osama says. Lamkele is at the fridge, he takes out two
bottles of water and throws one at Osama who catches it and then joins us on the couch,
next to Amanda.
"So you like pork huh?" - He asks. She's annoyed. I look at Lamkele. He smiles and winks
at me. The bloody butterflies in my stomach!! I look away blushing and i hear him giggle.
"Whats it to you?" - Amanda asks.
"So I can also convert and eat pork. Just for you" - He smiles at her. She literally wants to
die. Lol but that was really cheesy, and sweet!!
●
He's throws himself next to me and takes a piece of the meat. He looks at me as he opens
his mouth and throws it in. He smiles! Butterflies!!!
"Aaah come on!! I wanted Zinger wings now ya'll are having pork.. don't I matter to you
people?" - If he drank alcohol, i would blame it on alcohol but the brother is sober as a
judge... well no, Judges get drunk these days. He's sober and I am afraid talking a lot of
crap is his nature. He's just a loud mouth!
"Lets go get proper food" - Lamkele says and pulls me up from the couch.
"Finally. first night in SA and I almost died, for the third time because of your fucken
wallet. I deserve a bucket of Zinger wings" - What?? Died? Third time? I mean I know
about the two incidents; Mandla beating him into a pulp and the Mafia situation.. but
third time? For a wallet? And they walked in here panting and tired! I wonder!!
"Will you just shut up!!" - Lamkele says and we are in the garage. The wind is breezy. AJ
takes off his jacket and places it on Amanda's shoulders. She wants to protest, I can see
but she's cold and Osama is not having any of her tantrums right now. His sudden serious
look at her, gave it all away.
Lamkele looks at me as I tremble in cold. He looks at his jacket. "It's warmer inside the
car!" - He say! He can be such a jerk. "AJ gimme my keys dude. I want to drive my car not
this rental tin you call a car" - he says. A BMW sports version is called a Tin?? Tjo!!
"Come on man! Let me drive Alison one more time! Please!!" - AJ begs, he opens the
passenger seat and waits for Amanda to get in. She hesitates, but I see that face again. It's
kinda cute and yet intimidating.
"Fine, just don't scratch my car. You still owe me for crashing Vanilla" - I guess Vanilla is a
car too.
"Blame it on the alcohol" - AJ says laughing, walking around to the drivers seat.
"fuck you man" - Lamkele laughs as he opens the Passenger seat and helps me in. He goes
around and gets in.
"You okay?" - He asks with that smile that makes my intestines turn causing me to want
to urinate right now!! I nod. Thats all i can really do. I am tounge tied. "Listen, roads are
busy with people going back to the cape side. Tomorrow is sunday so AJ suggested we
spend the night and we leave by morning..." - he says, we are on the road now with AJ
and Amanda behind us. I wonder what they are talking about. Suddenly AJ speeds past us,
so fast that Lamkele almost loses control of the car but quickly hits the brakes.
"Fucken asshole!!" - He screams out the window. AJ stops not far from us.
"Sorry, Ajmal is a fucken idiot!" - He says and we are back on the road.
"Qhayiya, say something..." - I look at him. His eyes are such beautiful marbles.
"Okay..." -I say. Whaaat!!! Okay to what now Qhayiya!! Such a clutz!!
"Great. I hope your friend doesn't mind sharing a bed with AJ because tonight I am
sleeping with my face in those boobs!" - He says...
Whaaat? I have no come for that! At all!!
Jerk!
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We are back from KFC, two buckets of Zinger wings. Mini loafs. Twisters. Burgers. chips.
There is so much food, I have no idea what to eat and what not to eat. We are all on floor
surrounding the food.
For some reason I feel safe. For some reason we are all having a normal conversation, we
are laughing and I am comfortable. So is Amanda. Osama keeps whispering sweet
nothings in her ear and she bursts out in laughter. Lamkele keeps looking at me when she
does. I think the wine she has been drinking is also playing a role in her being suddenly so
loosened up! I am full and a little tipsy.
"Dude, got some khoosh?" - AJ asks Lamkele. He looks at me briefly before looking at AJ
and nodding.
"Last drawer behind you. Just don't smoke in the house dude. Mrs doesn't like it" -
"Aaarg come on Q... its harmless" - Oh so Im the Mrs??. Since when?
"Its okay..." - I say and drink my wine.
Osama sparks it up and in no time the house is filled with smoke, Lamkele is smoking too.
Fuck! My head is spinning. I hope I am not getting high again.
"You okay?" - he whispers in my ear. I nod.
"Can I try?" - I hear Amanda speaking but I cant see her with all the smoke. I hear her
coughing, like i did.
The room is spinning!!
I feel his hand interlocking with mine. I can hear him breathing in my ear and I can feel his
warm breath landing on my skin.
My clit is throbbing in and out! My eyes are glue-shut! He doesn't stop playing with my
fingers and also breathing in my ears. Its... its doing things to me. Things i cannot explain.
My body is experiencing something weird and pleasureable.
"Don't get horny!" - He says and gets up.
Fuck!! He's gone! I dont know where he went but I need to pee. I need to release this urge
now! I get up and leave these two who suddenly cannot get away from each other. They
are feeding each other and laughing and touching... aaarg!! Its annoying!
---
"Fuck!!!" -I hear him groan. Oh shit! He's here... in the bathroom and I just walked in on
him. He turns around and his eyes pop. His jacket is on the floor. His shirt is covered in
blood on the arm. His hands are on his d*. My eyes travel to it... its.. its rock hard!!
"I ...Im sorry" - I rush back out!
"Q!!" - He calls out. I freeze at the passage.
The blood should have freaked me out more but I am rather beyond flattered by the fact
that I turn him on, like that! I turn and look at him.
"I can't control how I feel. Even my body is weakened by it all. I'm sorry" - He says and
walks past me. He looks deflated. "You can sleep in any of the rooms. I'll take the couch" -
He says.
I am confused! Walking back to the lounge. AJ and Amanda are no whrre insight. They
must be shagging wherever they are! He's in the kitchen nursing the wound on his arm.
He's naked!
OOOOh My Jewish God!!!
"I' m going to bed" - I manage to say when he looks at me.
"Okay, Goodnight" - He says.
I walk to the couch and grab my bag. I take the nearest bedroom and remove my dress. I
am left with a matching underwear this time! I'm under the covers feeling suddenly heavy
and horny!
Let me go on facebook and try to get my mind off the fact that I am horny, there's a man
in the kitchen who is as horny as me and we are both too proud to make the first move.
Well, I know i am. A real penis would do me good right now. Take a break from the didlo
just once!
I see Mandla has posted something.
"What was meant to be a fun night out turned into a tragedy! RIP buddy..."
What!! There's a picture of Omphile!! Oh No!!
There's a news post below that..
"Bataung Prince in waiting shot dead at Western Cape tarven. Chief in mafikeng wants
answers!" -
Its only 3 am but there's already over 10k comments and likes!
OH My God!!
CHAPTER 7
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"I need you to understand sonething..." -
He's still half naked, here in front of me. I had to confront him about Omphile. The poor
guy died. So I grabbed a gown I found from one of the closets in that room and I am
standing here infront of him. He's trying to clean his wound but he's in excrutiating pain,
judging by the look on his face. I will not help him until he tells me what I want to know.
But the bastard is handsomely calm as fuck!
"A lot happened tonight, some things I wish didn't. But believe me when I say, I don't
regret following you here. Yes people died..." -
"Wait... People???" -
He looks at me like the words that just came out of his mouth are as normal and common
as saying "Good Morning"!
"Qhayiya stop acting dumb! You are a very smart beautiful woman. Act like it" - Jerk!!
He's packing up the First Aid kit.
Let me help him, I grab his hand, stopping him from taking the box!!
Sssssss the electricity!!
He looks at me and smiles.
"You felt that huh?" - He chuckles! I sure did! What the hell was that!! My body almost
went into a shock.
He puts it down and I begin cleaning him up. He keeps jumping up in pain. Such a baby!!
It's a scrath. Like something went past him skin. I look at him, he loks at me too. He knows
I want to ask. "It's a bullet scratch..." - He says and looks away.
"How?" - I ask. His jacket was clean and fine. No hole or anything. What happened? And
why the hell was his wallet so important that they had to go and fetch it? A few cards that
could be replaced? A few hundred bucks? Which i am sure he could replace with a finger
snap.
But then who am i to ask? Who am i to meddle in his affairs? Nobody! I am just the girl he
wants to shag and I have only known him for two days.
"Done..." - I say putting on a sticky bandage. He looks at his wound and then me. His eyes
are hypnotising marbles I swear.
"Qhayiya?" -
"Hmmm?" - I can't look at him. The aura and tension is just too much. I am afraid I might
swallow the little God I have in me and do crazy stuff to this 'Thing' infront of me.
"Look at me..." - He demands. I raise my eyes for a split second... I can't! I quickly look
away. He brings back my face with his finger under my chin.
"Have a sandwhich with me please." -
Say what?? At 3 am in the morning?? Ooooh but the Devil in me is doing a victory dance. I
nod. He smiles, I die!! Period!!
"Great. You find a movie in the cupboard while I make it." - He's excited. Its cheesy and
yet cute. I love this side of him.
Wait, what??!! What side?? How many side do i know? And why do I suddenly have sides I
like.
Aaarg!!
Sweet November? Gosh I love this movie! Let me put it in while he makes the sandwhich..
at fucken 3am in the morning. He just wants an excuse to be in my presence. Nxxxx
chancer!
"Not Romance! Espexially not tonight!" - He says caoming towards me carrying a plate
mounted with bread. I bet this is like twelve slices!! Men and their appetites!!
"Whats wrong with tonight?" - I ask as I take the plate from him. He grabs a throw from
another couch and throws himself next to me, covering us both.
"Well because in this movie they make love, which is something I'd loce to do with you..."
- I swallow hard, our eyes still locked. I have no words to say. None at all. "But..since I am
such a gentleman and I don't think with my dick, I will wait until you agree to be mine. I
don't do casual sex with a potential..." - He says taking two slices of bread and then taking
a bite, looking straight at the tv.
"Potential what?" - I ask. Watching him silently chew the brown bread with peanut butter
and jam.
"The movie has started Qhayiya. Eat your bread" - He says completely changing the damn
subject... infact the whole syllabus!! Nxxxx
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Silence!
The only thing i hear is him chewing. The bread on the plate is slowly decreasing and i am
still on my first double slice. Major Appetite!!
Oh no!
It's a kissing scene. I am staring at the screen but my ears are focused on him. He's
uncomfortably twitching on this couch.
"It's pity she fell inlive with him..." - He says out of the blue. He's interrupting the
bathroom scene. My favourite!! Although its also making me uncomfortable because my
clit is throbbing in and out.
"Why is it a pity?" -
"It was supposed to be a month only. To help him heal and find the greater asects of life.
And then she broke her own rules. Fell inlove with her subject... I think its what killed her"
-
"No!! She was sick." -
"Yeah for inviting 11 different men into her house... I won't call her a whore because she
was beautiful but that was pure sfeberism!!" -
Whaaat??
I give up!!
"But you just said...." - I try to speak.
"I know what i said Nana... She was supposed to heal him but lets face it she just wanted
to get laid by different men. A bucketlist of some sort" - He says, He has totally finished
the bread. He puts the plate on the mini table next to him.
"But its still beautiful that she fell inlove with November..." - I say.
"I wonder what was wrong with October, or July or may..." - He says rolling his eyes.
"Eventually she had to fall inlove..." - I say.
"Does this mean you'll eventually agree to be mine?" - He frown smiles! Its the first time I
see this and its kind of... cute. Weakening!!
I blush, completely and look away!
"I'm a patient man Qhayiya. And ambitious too." - He says getting up and heading to the
kitchen.
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"Wake up sunshine.. its morning" - What? How? Aaarh I must have fallen asleep in the
middle of Whitney Houston's The bodyguard. He's sitting next to me on the bed.
"How did I get here?"- I ask.
"I carried you... And incase you didn't know, girl you very heavy!" - He's in a chucky mood!
So early?
"You undressed me??" - I am mortified.
"Yeah, you have a very beautiful meaty body." - He says getting up and walking to the
door. Aaaarg!!! I could strangle him.
"Get up and freshen up! We are hitting the road in 15 minutes." - He leaves me still
stunned. The room is left with his scent. Sweet and yet masculine.
"Tsalaaaaa" - She says walking with her face glowing and her eyes all popped up with
glee.
"Hmmmm tsala... And then? You and Osama?" - she frowns.
"He.e....don't act dumb. You and AJ disappeared on me last night. Leaving me with
barbie..." -
"What!!! You think AJ and I spent the night together?" - she's mortified. I nod. "OH hell
no!!! He slept in the other room. Tsala I love me my Mandla! End of story!! Tjo I can't
believe to think i am that cheap." - She's offended.
"Im sorry tsala.. after I saw you two all fuzzy and touchy, then you disappear. I put twi and
two together..." -
"And you got 22!! Well you were wrong. The answer is 4!!" - She says.
"I'm sorry my friensd. I shouldn't have jumoes to conclusions..." - Eish apologies!!
"Its fine.. sooo you and Barbie??" -
Aaaarg not now !!
"What about us?" - I'm defended.
"Did you do the dance?" - She shakes the bed.
"No!! Haaaa Amanda what do you take me for?" - I ask getting up and putting on my
dress.
"why not Tsala.. you need it! Come on!!" - She says.
"No i do not!!" -
"Tsala... when was the last time you had sex with a man. Huh?? please don't tell me with
Kaizer..." -
A certain cold runs down my spine as soon as she mentions that name. I feel fear creaping
up and my throat immediately develops a lump. I look at her.
"I don't wanna talk about him.." - I say and continue putting on my shoes. She knows that
subject is off limits! OFF!!!
"Askies tsala!!" - All i can do is nod.
"Come lets go. I don't wanna be here anymore" - I say.
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"As-salam beautiful ladies!!" - He's also jolly. What is up with these two. They look too
happy! Aaaarg they are high!!
I can smell the marijuana in the lounge. AJ's eyes are also giving it all away. They are such
boys!!
"Yo I got the munchies already.." - Lamkele says rubbing his stomach.
"I could use some more of those wings..." - AJ says.
"You cleaned up everything after blazing last night with mandy.." - Lamkele says with a
naughty smile looking at Amanda, she's embarassed.
"Baby, would you mind driving?" - whaat? Oh hell no!!
"Sure why not..." - I say. Aaaaarg My mouth!! It really needs a ducktape. He throws me
the keys and chills back on the couch.
"Sooo Q ... how was my buddy? You know in the land of Clits and Orgasms.." -
I can't!! These idiots are realky high! In the bloody morning. I need to freshen up!
I head to the bathroom.
Gosh I need to remove these conrows. I can't go to eastern cape with them next week.
Oh Great! There's still that!! I am really not looking forward to that, at all. But I have no
choice, Dad sent me a reference number last night for the ticket. And my mother would
force me with all her might to get into that bus. She would drag me herself if she had to.
●
"What are you thinking about? I hope its me" - This car was much better when he was
quiet. I have no idea why he decided to speak.
"No. Not everything is about you" -
"Ouch, you aure woke up on the wrong side of the bed today" - He says, raising the chair
and sutting up straight.
"No, I woke up on the wrong bed. Period! ... Lamkele I need to know what happened to
Omphile" - I say, he looks at me as if to say "Again?"
"Qhayiya, just let it go okay. He's dead. Too bad for him. Our lives go on." -
"I can't believe you just said that.." -
"Look, it was either him or me.. okay?? Or his friend.. or AJ. One of us was supposed to die
last night. He did. Now drop it! For good this time!!" -
And like that the discussion is over!!
"Well I think i have an idea..." - I say.
"Good for you" -
"Don't you wanna know?" - I ask.
"Not really but i'm afraid you're about to tell me anyways.." - Cocky!!
"I think you had a fallout with them again when gou webt to fetch your wallet... and thats
when he died" - I say and quickly look at him briefly. I do not see the emotion I would
have preferred to see. The one that says 'Fuck, Im busted". Instead the bastard laughs!!
"You go Detective Langa... two points to you" - he says.
"THis is not a laughing matter Lamkele. Somebody's son dies last night. You were there!!i
saw you with a gun!!" -
"That doesn't mean i killed him!!!" - He raises his voice.
"But you were there.. I need to know who did!!" - I'm pushing it, I know. I want him to
snap.
"Qhayiya just drop it okay!! Just fucken drop it!!" - yep.. its coming! A little more and I
might get my answer!
"Mandla willwant revenge you know..." - I say
"Not if I kill him first..." -
"What??" - I say. I look at him. He's serious!! I swallow, hard. A sudden cold feeling
invades my body. A familiar feeling. A feeling I have managed to closet for a very long
time. How can it suddenly creep up now. When i look at him... How could he remind me of
it!
"Nana?" -
"Don't touch me!!" - I snap. Fuck!!! The tears!
"Qhayiya? Whats wrong??" - He asks trying to touch me.
"Lamkele I said don't fucken touch me!!!!!" - I scream. I step on the brakes ad the car
nerks to a halt immediately, damn! I love aport cars.
"I was joking baby.. I'm sorry!!" - He begs.
"Thats the problem with you. Everything is a joke to you! Well I refuse to be your play
station. Toys are written made in china!" - I am out of the car.
"Where are you going?" - He yells.
"Walking!!" -
"Are you fucken insane??" - I hear him yell again, I am walking faster as I hear him run
after me. It's sunday, the roads are quiet and I am walking in the middle of it.
"Qhayiya!!" -
"Whaaat...mmm mmm." -
Suddenly I see stars. I feel his lips. Soft, warm and ... hmmmm I taste watermelon
bublegum. He pulls away.
I open my eyes to meet his that look like handmade marbles.
"Be mine Q ..."
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CHAPTER 8
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"So tell me about you?" - He's smiling behind that glass of Heineken. It's only 12pm and
he's already on an alcohol tip. I am still trying to come to terms with the fact that he
kissed me yesterday. But I am here now Infront of him, with a glass of Juice infront of that
has hardly reached my mouth due to anxiety. I could use something stronger because It's
so hot in this restaurant, and he too, being in my presence is creating just another form of
braai_Tendencies inside of me!.
I still don't know what he sees in me. What It may be that attracted me to him. But I am
not exactly a Slender-never-gets-tired, yellow bone with a weave and long nails type.
Infact I am an opposite. Right now the only thing on my head is my natural long relaxed
hair,I had my straightup conrows removed yesterday. The only thing close to nails is red
nail polish on freshly home clipped nails. I am not into high heels. I wear them when mom
decides to force me to church! I'm wearing a grey long dress and white chuck taylors! It
covers up my Medium body very well. Did I mention I m not exactly your typical Yellow
bone? Genetically taken from my father, I am what you call Dark beauty. No, I am not
Charcoal I am just the darkee version of a Yellow bone. If you catch my drift. My boobs are
pear shaped and sometimes, like now, I do not wear a bra because I really don't need it. I
use it to hide my ever so hard and ripe nipples. I do not have a tiny waist like our fellow
sisters who do, that is always accompanied by a round bubble butt. No! But My butt is
quite fair... LoL
And now he's here asking me to tell him about me. What do I say? How do i say it? I am
tounge tied. Back then when I hated him, I knew exactly what to say but now... Now that
our lips have danced to a tune only his heart knows, I have no words to say.
"Uh.. what do you wanna know?" - I say, Finally; after what seemed to be like eternity of
him staring at nme with those hypnotising marbles, we call eyes.. waiting for me to
answer him. He shrugs his shoulders and takes a sip of his beer. "Anything. Tell me who is
Qhayiya Angela Langa..." _ Whaaaat? He knows my second name?? How!! He arches his
eye brow and smiles at me when he sees that I'm shocked.
"Uh...well You know my full name so I'll just..." - I keep quiet and look at him. I am
nervous. I am anxious. This man has practically pulled me down from my high horse and
brought me down to earth. If this was me last week, I probably would have told him, or
whoever is asking, everythinh about me that I can think of. But I am here now, infront of
Lamkele when I should be in class preparing for my Marketing pitch.
"I was born in december 24. My father was born on the 26th... not that it makes me happy
but hey." -
"Why doesn't it make you happy?" - He interupts me. He's paying attention. His whole
body and eyes are attentive to me and only me. It's like he's trying to read and
understand me.
"Daddy issues..." - I say and he nods.
"I understand..." - He says and takes a sip from his glass. I take that chance and breathe
heavily. I swear it feels like I am in an interview
"I am a final year student in Markettming and sales Management..." -
"Ooooh so you are Good at selling? That whole 'Show a client that they need this product'
typa thing huh?"- I giggle silently and nod. He smiles, exposing his teeth! "Okay.. Sell this
bottle of beer to me.. now!" -
"What? No! I can't." - The shyness. I have never been so shy in my life. Well, I may have
but I don't remember!
"Okay, i'll let you slide for now..." - He says.
Where the hell is our food!!
I am hungry. If even he hadn't called me at 7 am in the morning and told me to be ready
by 11, I'd still be here at spur having some ribs or steak, just for Kontrol!! After yesterday's
trauma, I really need it, The kissed included! I have no idea or clue on how long we stood
in the middle of the road, kissing. Him literally begging me. Imagine a Xhosa man
whispering in your ear after invading your lips and mouth with his sweet tounge.
Jeeeezasi!!!
All I could hear was "Ndiyakucela Qhayiya! Ndiyakucela..."
What was I to do? All I could do was Nod. With my head and body totally decieving my
heart. I am not afraid of heart break, not anymore. I am just afraid of commitement and
right there in the middle of the road, I made a vow of commitment with just a single
gesture... a nod! Who the fuck does that!!
"I wanna know about you..." - I say, finally putting my hands on this stupid glass of juice
and taking a sip. Why the hell did I order Orange juice! Nxxxx Its so sour! I can feel my
gums contracting.
"We can change that..." - He says, his hand is already up when I try to protest. The waiter,
That same waiter comes! He seems nervous and keeps looking at me. "Get me a bottle of
your best wine for the lady. And some ice" - He says. He knows! I am so flattered right
now!
The waiter walks away!
"So you wanna know about me?" - He says.
"Yes. I already know you are a property developer and you can't read the clock.." - He
giggles. No He laughs! It's so beautiful. He is beautiful with his imperfect teeth that are
just occupying his mouth like they were just placed there. They are clean and crispy white.
Maigotz!!!!
"Very funny Nana.. well I am the second born of two brothers and a younger sister. She's
16 currently lives with me because our mother is really too old to be raising yet another
teenager. My brother is in Durban with his wife. Doesn't really come home. Uhm I am a
very traditional Xhosa man. A few women i've been with have mistaken it for being
'behind' and old fashioned... Highest level of Education is Matric..." - I swallow hard!
OookaY!!
"Uhm.. I am a self made business man. I saw an opportunity and I took it!" - Now I am
curious. - "I have no children. Although a list of exes is too long and I think I may have a
few offsprings which I was not informed about. I believe in the Lord jesus Christ. You may
know my father, he is the premier of Johannesburg, Aaron Khangela. We are not really
close..." - Hmmm. Atleast we have something in common; Daddy Issues. - "uhm... what
else can I tell you? Oh I was also born in december, 29th! I have a number of
acquaintances but I have just one best friend since high school; Ajmal!" -
"Whats the story with Osama.." - ooops!! He's laughing, actually in stitches!!
"you call my friend Osama??as in Osama BinLaden the terrorist?" - He asks, in stitches and
in tears.
"Well I could see he was not South african... he looked arabic or something. But in a
handsome and Cute way. One in a million..." - He stops laughing and looks at me.
"He's my friend.. remember that!":- oooooh Jealous tendencies?? Already!
"Sorry" - I squirm in my chair. Gosh That wine would have helped me avoid this awkward
moment.
"He's fully south african. He's Muslim but he's been working in Canada as an Army Doctor.
He also served two years as a Soldier in Sub Saharan countries. He's also a doctor without
borders. Lets just say his Passport and Visa have a lot of stamps!" - He says.
"And the bad boy acts? Where does that come from?" - I ask.
"We were quite a naughty bunch in high school. Me, him and Luka. But Luka went back
home to Ghana after high school. I heard he opened a car dealership after studying in
London."- He says and finishes off his beer. The waiter is here with our food! Thank God!!
Somehow I see that talking about his friends is a sensitive subject. They have studied after
matric and all he has is UMALUSI... Even though he has done well for himself, he probably
wishes for more.
He's having the special, with a Quarter chicken, Ribs and steak. I'm having just ribs. His
beer is refilled and I have my bottle of wine!
He's eating.
No fork whatso-ever.
He's using his hands and you can see the brother is enjoying his food like it aint nobody's
business.
"The Devil Is a Liar!! He can't turn over me!!!" - His phone interrupts. Hahhah I would
prefer the samsung tune instead of Sipho Makhabane screaming, everytime somebody
calls me. Imagine Im at a club and I recieve a call... Mesiya!!!!
"Excuse me..." - He says and looks at the call, his face... i cannot explain. He looks rather
disturbed!! Like.. I don't know. He is just not pleased!
He doesn't get up. He answers the call right infront of me.
"Yes? I know that! I am aware of that. Listen. I will come at the appointed time. Tell her...
yes just send the message that I will come at the appointed time. Patience is Virtue! I have
a business to run! She should know that!..." - He hungs up. He puts the phone in his
pocket! It rings again. He's irritated.
"What? ... Hi. I'm good and how are you? Yes. I'll see you. I promise. Have i broken my
promises before?" - He looks at me as he says those words. I need to get out of here. I
need the loo or something. I can't listen to this call anymore. Not when it is pulling all
strings that cause me to burn with fury and rage. I am jealous! I am jealous and I don't
know why But I am!!
I attempt to get up but he grabs my hand and looks at me. I try to yank it away but the
grip is tight. So tight I feel my wrist quickly becoming numb with the tightness and the
slight pain.
I'm standing here, listening to him tell another woman that he will see her tomorrow.
The call is ended with a "Me too" -
Fuck!!
"Please sit down and eat your food." - He orders. I am still feeling quite heated but I sit
down and eat. We eat in silence, my heart beat; the only only sound I hear.
"You're jealous.. I like that! But its not cool when jealousy is irrelevant." - He says, not
even looking at me. I look at his left hand. I need to confirm. Maybe he is married! But I
don't see a ring. I don't even see a stamp. It does not seem there ever was.
Why do I feel this way?
I could just cry!!
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We are outside my complex.
"Thank You for lunch" - I say and attempt to exit the car but the doors are locked! I look at
him annoyed. "Open the door" - I demand.
"Qhayiya?" - I look away. "Qhayiya?" - I fold my arms. "Qhayiya?" - I am getting irritated!
Let him call my name one more time... I swear! "Qhayiya how many times have I called
you?" - I look further away. The birds flying outside are better company than this fresh
smelling car and its owner that has suddenly dominated both my life and thinking in less
than a full Seven days.
Click!
I hear the car unlocking.
"Fine! Go!" - He says.
Should I? Should I not? I don't even remember what happened? That caused us to be
here, right here, right now and we are not talking.
"are you married?" - Where on earth did that fucken come from! He's looking at me with
a mortified frown. He blinks, a couple of times and then bursts into laughter. He starts the
car and drives towards my complex gate. He looks at me, he wants me to open. I take out
my keys and press the remote. The gate opens and we drive in. He is still laughing.
"No... no baby I am not married. Never have. Although once in my life I thought I had
found she who would make the perfect Makoti for my mother..." - He seems to have an
interesting history.
"And the woman on the phone?" - I ask. Right now!! I am sure I am written Jealousy with
RED CAPITAL LETTERS!!
"Nobody you should worry your little head about.." - He says and comes forward. I am
attacked with a kiss. No, a slow and soft wet smooch on my lips that leaves me silently
begging for more. He pulls away.
"So I'll see you tomorrow? Or maybe tonight?" - He says. I shrug my shoulders. I am
totally acting like a school girl.
"Okay. I'll see you tonight then. Maybe we could watch a movie or something..." - I nod.
Anything! Anything at all!! I just wanna be in your glorified presence thats all.
"Qhayiya?" - I look at him. I do not know what to say. -Qhayiya?" - Shit!! My eyes are
lowered, I can't bring myself to look at him.
"Bhuti?" - WTF!!!!? Did I just say??
He's in stitches!! I seem to make him laugh a lot! I am his desgnated Comedian I see.
"I don't know who made you but I thank God for them.." - He says and gets out of the car.
He is still laughing and shaking his head as he walks around the car to my side. He opens
the door. And helps me out.
His hands on my waist.
He squeezes.
"You have missed calls!! I like!!" - A naughty smile. I have no come back for!! Did he just
call my fat waist 'Missed calls??'
"I love a woman with handles!!" - OMG!! I am mortified! If this is his way of
complimentary, hay MntakaDad it sucks... in a crazy kind of corny way. I sort of like it.
We are quiet.
I am still held on the waist.
"How old are you?" - I ask. My bloody mouth has always been too fast for my mind.
"I am 37" - 😲 😲 😲 😲 😲 😲
"Okay..." - I say after swallowing hard!
He probably has good genes or he is lying through his teeth! He can't be almost forty!
How!! He just can't !! He cannot be 11 years older than me! I know I probably look older
than my age. I know I probably look old enough to be his partner but 11 years? My father
would throw a tantrum!
"I was also shocked when I saw your student card. I actually thought you were already in
your thirties... but Qhayiya that does not scare me or anything. That does not change how
I feel about you. I want you. I want to build something special with you! Something big
and beautiful.. and maybe something tiny with ten little toes and ten little fingers..." -
I am blushing!
He's giggling...
"Just give me the chance. To show you exactly what I mean.. can you do that for me?" - I
am swept off my feet!! I nod! Anybody would nod to such words coming from such a
beautiful and Genetically Young but old man!! 😂
The devil is truly a liar!!!
"Can I kiss you?" - He still asks???! Just kiss me already!!!
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"Ooooooh Tsala .. and then? Did you guys do the dance?" - Amanda is on my case. She
arrived a few minutes after Lamkele left. She also skipped class because, apparently AJ
forced her to go out with her. And so i told her about today. Not everything... just those
that make a juicy and romantic love story
"Nothing. He left. But Tsala... I didn't want him to go." - I feel the sadness overwhelming
me.
My phone has been off for the day. I didn't want any disturbance. The samsung whistle
goes crazy. Its messages after messages. There's a missed call from an unsaved number.
Aaarrg, probably sales.
He sent a text!
"When A woman dominates a man's heart the way you do mine... it is when I know that
God and My ancestors have trully blessed me!! Have a great day Sthandwa. Mbathane
adores you!"
Ncooooh!!
I want to reply! I want to say something but all I can send is a huge beating heart.
"Iyh0000 Where the heck has she been?" - I am shocked at this fcebook friend request.
"Who Tsala?" - She asks, helping herself to the food I brought back. Lamkele practically
forced me to order a takeaway, in a very nice way though 😍.

"Xolelwa.." - I show her a pic - "we used to be friends in high school but she's one of those
friends who are inside enemies. Those who wish you bad but act happy for you" -
"Oooh and you are accepting it Tsala.? Why??" -
"Just for kontrol!!" - I accept and immediately an inbox pops.
"Yhuuu Girl. Long time no see. I hope life has been treating you good. Listen, I live in East
London with my husband but I was in Cape Town for the weekend. I bumped into your ex
maahn choma. That one with dreadlocks.... he wanted your number so I gave him the old
ones because I dont have the new ones..." -
I can't read on!!
No!! He's. . . He's back!!
Oh My God!!
I think I'm gonna....
"Tsalaaaa?" -
I am kneeling infront of the toilet and just releasing all the food I had today. Tears
streaming down my face and fear covering my body like a blanket on a cold windy night.
"Q? Tsala whats wrong.. you look like you've seen a Ghost..." -
"He's back..." -
And I am never setting my feet outside this flat again!!

CHAPTER 9
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"Call me at every stop tsala okay?" - She' walking me to the taxi rank. I am going straight
to StorkRoad to catch a bus. That bloody sangoma cannot find me here. I need to leave.
Besides two days of missing class won't do no harm. I couldn't sleep last night. I switched
off my phone after telling mom to drop off the things at my place because I am leaving
early. This morning she brought a very big bag, stuffed with clothes and food and... aaarg
its just heavy! And I am literally dragging it on the ground. Thank God the taxi Rank is just
around the corner from our complex.
"Did you call..." - I know who's talking about.
"No! He tried to call but nothing... Tsala Lamkele cannot see me like this. I need to
compose myself. I am still shaken by everything. That bastard almost killed me..." - I say
feeling the heat of fear and anger overwhelming my whole body and face.
"What if he can help you? What if he can protect you?" -
"I know he can. I trust he can but tsala its too early for him to know... about everything.
You know!!" - she nods. But I can see she would rather, I call Lamkele and tell him
everything about Kaizer. Hell no!!
We are here. She's not happy that I am leaving. A tight hug and a few kisses, with her
telling ne that she loves me and that I should be safe. She warns me to call at every stop
we make. And I get into the taxi. The driver is looking at me with a funny face.
"She loves you neh!" - He says.
"What?" -
"Your girlfriend she doesn't want you to leave" - he says, and i hear a few giggles in the
taxi. They think? Nooo mahn! LoL! They think Amanda and I are lovers. We kiss on the lips
all the time. It's normal. But I still nod at the driver because I just want him to leave me
alone and take me to the Bus Terminus.
It's four pm. I know its almost the long weekend and The buses are always busy when its
holidays. So many people going home. And today I am one of them. I would have used
that bus ticket that dad, but It's for thursday and I need to leave today. I could be dead by
thursday.
"Where to sisi? Ngcobo? MThatha? Dutywaa?" - Gosh!! Here it starts!! Welcome to
StorkRoad where a million touters will hound you, grabbing your bag and trying to get you
to choose their designated bus, because they get paid per person they bring. In the
process you either lose your belongings or they break!
"Yeeeey!! Don't fucken touch these bags" - I threaten as I take out my phone. I know who
to call.
"Mbongeni?" -
"Hello? Hello?" - His line is bad.
"Mbongeni Maaaahn!!" - I scream. These vultures are still hovering over me like I am
some type of celeb or something. They had better stand back or else I will descend upon
them. Nxxxx!! I love this place.. It just reminds me of home! Everytime I come here, I
always get that feeling of "I'm going home..." and today it's no difference. But I hate it
too! Esepcially on busy days because these vultures can confuse the shit out of you if you
are slow, stupid and small!!
"Mbongeni where are you?" -
"I'm in storkroad baby why?" - Aaarg typical bus driver. I hate it when he calls me baby.
"Me too. Can you come get me at the gate." - I say.
"Okay. Should I bring a trolly?"- He asks.
"No, just bring your strong arms" - I say and hung up as I hear him giggle.
These vultures are still hovering around me, waiting for me to make a move and they'll all
overwhelm me. Come any close and I'll make an example with just one of you!! Nxxx
There he is, coming towards me with a smile. Gosh! I really can't get over how handsome
and young he is to be a long distance busdriver. I also can't get oer the fct that I dumped
him because of his small dick! He.e maaahn!! You can't be handsome and have a small
dick!! Thats like promoting a Range rover and then selling a Corsa lite.. Imagine!!
"Baby" - He says, hugging me. I smile politely.
"Hi..." - I say.
"Aaaaah Ta Mbongs.. comission nyan??" - One of the touters says.
"Aaaah bra. But you didn't bring the wife to me mos. Besides you don't work for our
busses!" - He says, his hand still holding onto mine.
"Oooh this is the wife?" - The prick!!
"Ofcourse! My chocolaty flavoured chocolate..." - aaaaarg can we go already?!!
The guy laughs and walks away after He hands yim a R20 rand note.
"Ma'am?" - He says with that contagious smile of his that attracted me to him in the first
place. It was around last year this time. I was in EC for the long weekend to visit Granny.
So dad said I should go to Mthatha and see him before i head back. I did And so I was on
my way back to the cape and I was in the bus at Circus Triangle. It was not full so I was
sitting there looking out the window. And I see this guy smiling up at me. Smiling and
revealing his teeth. He waved at me eagerly and I couldn't help but laugh. It turned out
that he was the driver!
He asked for my numbers and we met a couple of times, him taking me out to
TshisaNyama's and stuff. I gave up the cookie, regardless of the 90 day rule. I was hunger
struck! Its allowed!! But the brother did bot satisfy me and it was back to didi the Dildo!!
"Long time no see... Last saw you when you told me to hold the tree it was falling!!" -
"I did not!!!" - we both laugh! - "I told you I wasnt ready. Asked you to give me
sometime!" - I say.
"And I'm still waiting.."- He smiles.
Goooosh!! Can he uust carry this bag already.
"Damn what are you carrying in here? Dead bodies?" - He says, putting it back on the
ground. He waves for some guy who is laundering around. He's probably a touter too! He
comes to us running!
"Take this to Stuks.. tell him to load it i'm coming.." - The guy carries the bag with ni
hassles and we are walking slowly behind him, holding hands.
"Is this the wife?" - A man asks with a grin on his face. This prick next to smiles and nods.
He's parading me! And somwhow I am not offended! I suddenly feel like a jewel.
"So straight to MT?" - He asks as we reach his payment booth. There's a long line... all
payment booths have long lines. He looks at me... oh i need to pay. Thank God I wont
stand in the line!!
I take out my wallet. I am using Lamkele's money. Lamkele?? Oh My God he must be going
absolutely marbles!!! He must be trying to call me but my phone is off. I even took out the
battery!!
"Damn! Did you rob the bank or something.." - He says as I take out 3 Freshly Orange R200
notes.. i give him a grin an he turns to pay on the booth. I am standing here and these
people are staring at me. I know I jumped the line.. the perks of knowing people!
"Come ma'am lets go get you settled... they say the bus is almost full" - He pulls me by the
hand , while he picks up my tiny luggage bag.
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"this bus is empty?" - I say as we enter. There are like a countable number of people.
"Thay are outside paying for their luggage..." -He says as he places me three seats away
from the door, on the bus driver's row.
A window seat!! I love it!!
"You want anything before we depart?" - He has so much care! I shake my head and settle
in. Oh but I hate three seaters! One time a very big boned lady sat inbetween me and
some guy... tjoooo I was squashed on that window for hours!! I grab my stuff and move to
the two seater next to me.
Let me text the parents.
First its mom!
"Hey Ma. I'm in the bus already. Will call you after a few hours. I love you mncwaa" -
Then Isaac Hayes aka My father.
"Took an early trip. Will be there by morning"
Lamkele? I don't know if I should or not! Gosh! He's calling! My thumb swipes the answer
button. I can feel my heart playing a drum Solo!!
"Please tell me you are not on a bus to eastern cape!!" - No hello! Nothing! His tone is not
a pleasant one at all! I am quiet! I don't kbow what to say.
"Qhayiya??" - Yep! He butchers my name, just like my father! Aaarg!
"Bhuti?" - I say, silently!
"Where are you ?" - He asks.
"In the bus..." -
"Where are you? I need your exact location? Have you left the terminus yet? Which
terminus?" - I don't know what to aswer and what not to answer.
"We are already in Sommerset..." - I lie.
I hear him curse!
He exhales. "Qhayiya?" -
"bhuti?" - My voice gets lower with every word I say.
"Why would you just leave nana? Hmm? Why? Is it me? Did I do something wrong?" - His
voice is more calm and heavenly.
I shake my head! As if he sees me!!
"Nana? Say something please" - He begs. Gosh! What do I say.
"Molo sisi?" - I look up to the fine brother next to me. I nod as I am still on the phone.
"Qhayiya who just spoke next to you? Is that a man?" - Maigot!!
"No... its the guy i'm sitting next to" - I say. The brother looks at me!
"Oooh he better not try anything funny" - He says. Shoot me now!!
"Just like you did huh? You wouldn't want anyone beating you at your own game?" - I say.
He giggles!
"That's not funny Angela" - I blush.
"Don't worry. He's wearing a wedding band. I doubt he's try anything funny, especially
upto your level" - I say, after glancing at the yellow bone next to me and then at his left
hand. He smiles and giggles.
"Good, he better not, otherwise I'd fucken scatter his brains all over Timbuktu..." -
Whaaaat?
That sentence just disturbed me a little. After seeing him with a gun, I wouldn't say he is
joking with what he just said. Let me just shut up.
"Qhayiya?" -
"Bhuti?" - I have literally lost my voice!
"Please come back..." - he begs.
"I can't.." - I say.
"What did I do? Come back so i can fix it please..." -
"Ndiyakucela!!" - He says it again!! Imagine a full grown Xhosa man with all his teeth,
begging a woman over the phone. I feels so special right now! But i'm not getting off this
bus!
The bus is now full and getting ready to move!
"Okay.. just call me okay. Anytime!! And be safe. I love you" - He says.
Wheeeeeee!! I love you??? Thixo on-Route to Eastern Cape!! Clap once!!
"Me too" - I say and hung up.
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"Iyh0000 Tsala.. askies but Barbie almost killed me to death by fear... he was raging with
fury. He was distressed and confused and... tjooo mara tsala.. he just wanted to know
where you are and why you are not answering your phone.. Im sorry.. I couldn't keep
quiet. The poor man was in pain.." -
"He was?" -
"Yes and AJ was here too begging me and telling me that its a matter of life and death.. I
almost told them why you really left..." - she says. Oh no she didnt!!
"Aarg they were just overreacting"- I say.
"Overreacting? Tsala... what I saw was trauma. AJ was driving.. Your man had no shoes
on, he was literally barefooted, half naked with just tracksuit pants. He literally looked
like a train wreck. Did I mention he had no shoes?" -
OookaY Lamkele is a serious drama king!!
"Tsala I have to go.. I'm saving ny battery" - I say
"Call me.. Love you" - She says and hangs up.
A text comes in.
"Capitec +3000 in ...." whaaat?
Another one comes in..
"Please make use of it! Stay safe. Uyathandwa.. see you!" -
Amen!!
CHAPTER 10
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"Qhayiya?" - He says. His arms open wide with a crooked smile upon his face. He's happy
to see me. He's glad I am here. I can see it written all over his face. A string is pulled. I feel
fuzzy and suddenly emotional. I missed him. I realise that.
He may have left all those years ago. I may have grown up hating him for leaving but now
that I am here.. in his arms, all I can do is cry! But I will not because I am not one to cry. I
have already done that a lot for Lamkele.
Gosh!! Here I am thinking about him again! He has been calling me all the way! The only
time I rested was when I actually switched off my phone or we were in the middle of
nowhere and there was no reception. But then I would miss him and I would switch it on.
Dozens of Messages and they all said the same thing, differently: "Mbathane adores me!".
"Dad?" - We are still embraced in a hug in the middle of the road. Gosh! I really missed
him. I am suddenly and shockingly happy to be here.
"How are you?: - He asks as He takes the bags and try to stuff them in his small white Citi
Golf. When he left... he had a Mercedes benz I don't know how he suddenly downgraded
to this toy. Nonetheless I take the front passenger seat and we are on our way.
"I'm fine daddy... just tired from all the sitting in one place." - I say yawning.
"How is school? How's your mother?" - He asks. His face suddenly glows when he asks
about Mom. It's serious! This whole thing of getting back together of theirs! Growns up
sometimes confuse the shit out of me.
"She's fine. I see her atleast twice a week..." - I say. He nods with a smile. My father is
beautiful shame. I see where I get that dimple. Oh God! And the dark skin colour. I have
no idea what my mom, being a yellow mellow, saw in a charcoal like my dad. And now I
am the product of their coffee making! Grown Ups!! Pssss
"Where's Ntando?" - I ask.
"He's still at school.. it's tuesday remember?" - He says as we enter a dirt road! Please
don't tell me this man lives in a village. Couldn't he have chosen a township instead? We
already have a village as HOME. Our real home. We can't have a 'holiday' home in a village
too. No! That's pure cruelty to my expectations!!
"I thought you were broke.. how did you get the money?" - Uh_oh! Think Quick!! Shoot!
"Ooh My friend Amanda. Her parents sent her allowance and she lent it to me.." - I lie,
through my teeth. How would I explain Lamkele to him? Where would I begin?
"Ooh alright.." - he nods, but I see he is not convinced. Aarg whatever! We are here.
Parked infront of a flat. Just one block of a flat! The yard is huge and clean, and then in the
middle of it is this Matchbox!
"Welcome home" - He says, eagerly!! I fake a grin and we both get out. He walks to the
door and opens. I peep in. Yep it's a All_in_one! He might as well be living in a shack! I
enter as he goes to the car and brings my luggage. Atleast he has a DSTV. The place is neat
and tidy, unlike mine... tjo lets not even go there!!
"You hungry?" - He asks. I shake my head and sit on the corner of the bed. He's standing
infront of me with a weird smile.
"Dad, you're smiling" - I say. My phone is in my hand. I need to charge it.
"Ofcourse I'm smiling.." -
"No. It's weird.." - I say and head to my bag which is packed carefuly of top of Ntando's
suitcase near the Tv stand. I look for my charger.
"Do you need anything?" - He asks, still standing exactly where he was.
"I just need to take a bath and sleep thats all.." - I say plugging in my phone.
"Okay, the was-kom is outside, there's the kettle... careful because it doesn't
automatically switch off. You need to turn it off yourself. Oh and the tap is at the back of
the flat, but I prefer this bucket here always full..." -
Oookay!!
"Uhm.. well i'm going back to work, Ntando will be home soon. There's bread in the
fridge, just warm it in the microwave.." - whaaaat?
I look at him. I don't believe that. I charge towards the fridge, he makes way for me. I
open and find a reasonable variety of food and fruits and stuff. But there's no bread. I look
at him. He nods. I open the deep freezer and amongst the trays of chicken, beef and
Pork... there lays about five loafs of white and brown bread!
Mesiya!!!!
I close the fridge before I suffer from Bread Trauma. "Okay, I'll go now..." - He says and
nervously plants a kiss on my cheek before he rushes out.
I could cry!!
No really... I just want Lamkele! 😢 😢

●●
okay! Here goes nothing. Kettle is filled with water. I need to keep an eye on it. Bread is
out of the fridge, few slices on a plate and Its in the microwave which is perfectly placed
on top of the fridge. Let me turn on my phone in the meantime.
Gosh! The whistle goes crazy for about a minute. I quickly switch off the kettle as soon as
it boils out of control. I go back to my phone.
"Mbathane loves you"
"When are you coming back? I miss you."
"I'm at your flat.. come out please"
"Shit I forgot you are not here... Qhayiya I misss you"
"I'm at the office its 9pm I can barely work"
"Angel? Why won't you reply to my messages? Pick up the phone atleast"
"Qhayiya!!!"
"Damnit!!"
There's more but my phone ringing interrupts me. It's mom. I tell her I arrived safe and
she sends her regards to Ntando and her husband. I hang up. I want to call him. Let me be
the one to call him, just this once. His caller tune is Dj Khathu ..
"Yhini lokh uyafouna wena.. huwe!! Ntriii ntriiii huwe" - I hang up and look at it. I try
again... just to make sure its really a caller tune. I am in stitches as i listen to this ridiculous
caller tune.
"finally ... gosh i almost lost my mind, my brain and my medulla oblongata" - I am in
stitches. For such an uneducated man, he sure has quite a fair IQ. "How are you my love?"
- The strings of my heart are pulled with just that question.
"I'm fine. Just tired." - I say - "and you?"
"Tired but hearing your voice has restored all my strength.. Been up all night" - He says, I
hear him yawn.
"Doing what?" - I ask.
"Trying to call you woman. I was going crazy. I almost admitted myself at Buffalo City
Psychiatric Hospital.." - I am laughing. But he sounds serious!
"You are exaggerating" - I say still laughing.
"Stru baby.. I was ready to sign the papers. And click No on the question: 'are you
mentally healthy?'" - This man is ridiculous!!
"Thats crazy Bhuti..." -
"Serious nana. Tell me when are you coming back?" - He asks, no jokes anymore.
"I'll be in cape town on monday..." -
"Whaaaat? Seven whole days?"- He roars in disbelief.
"It's less than that..." - I say.
"Seven whole days.. Not a word from you. Seven whole nights aaah.. I'm just about
through. I can't take it, Won't take it... no more" - He's singing! He can sing? Like
thoroughly hold a note!! Gosh I wouldn't even manage to sing to save my own life.
"Sing baby come on" - He says, I am laughing.
"I don't know the song" - I say.
"What? Don't you know Toni Braxton?" -
"I do, I know Breathe again and Unbreak my heart.." - I say. I am now comfortable the bed
and conversing with him, while playing with the split ends of my hair.
"Oooh You don't know good music, I'll have to teach you... listen can I call you in a few
minutes. I'm driving and I need to fill up the car" - He says.
"Okay" -
"I love you" - He says. It's assurance, the way he says it. It's a plead of trust and faith. His
tone sounds... beautiful!
"I... I know" - I say and he giggles before hanging up.
●●●
"Sisi??" - I know that voice! He sounds like mom! The look on his face says he wasn't
expecting me just yet.
"Heey You" - He attacks me with a hug, literally hanging all over me.
"When did you arrive? What did you bring me? How's mom? And my friends? Are they
still my friends?" - He takes the talking after mom! I mean i talk, a lot but Ntando and
Mom? Iyh000 Jesus would come back and leave again, and they'd still talk!
"Jeez Ntando. Calm down! Yhuuu" - I say and he takes a huge breather. "Now how are
you?" - I ask.
And then it begins again! He's 13 and he sure knows how to talk! He has little features
that he took from dad, i on the other hand I am what you call "A father's daughter" _ But
apparently I look like my mom, just a shade or ten, darker! There are pictures of us
hanged on the walls. Mine, Mom's and Ntando's ... I feel a knot tighten deep down in my
stomach! I wonder how it feels to grow up with your father. I was only very young when
he left, On father's day. I still remember because I had made him a father's day card and
when I handed it to him he said he'd read it later. He was headed to the door with a bag
and his car keys. He never came back.
●
Ntando's gone out. He probably has friends. Let me take a bath before dad comes back. I
know he used to bath me when I was young but hell no!! He can't see me naked now?
He's not allowed to. Only the man responsible for my orgasms is allowed.. well only the
man who will "soon" be responsible...
It's only been an hour and he's calling again.
"Nana? How are you?" - He asks. Why do i feel butterflies every time he speaks?
"Im good" - I blush.
"Good.. I missed you" - He says
"I missed you too" - I think I'm getting the hang of it... responding to his statements!
"Come back already" - He begs. Awkward silence. Well to me.
"I have to go. I'm taking a bath" - I say.
"Imagine me touching you.." - huh? He's gone after giggling. This man that God has sent
my way? Hay Ngeke!!
●
●
"What are you cooking?" - Dad asks. He's not back yet and i didn't think of cooking.
"I don't know" - I say holding the phone with one hand as I open the fridge with the other.
"Qhayiya its late... you're supposed to be done cooking already." - My God!!
"I'll make a beef stew and we can have it with bread" - I say.
"And i am supposed to eat that?"- The question is rhetorical. But I so want to say Yes!
Nxxx
"I'll see what I can quickly make then dad" - I say, already pulling out the chicken. Gosh
where is a tokoloshe when you need one? Those that can perfom miracles!
"Good! I'll soon be home" -
An hour and a half later, I have a decent dish of chicken stew (with round Carrots,
potatoes, green pepper, frozen mixed vegetable the one with peas and stuff.. I practically
threw everything in a pot and let it boil and then simmered it with Hearty beef stew soup.
It taste nice. I think!) And Stiff Pap! I dish up for Ntando and I. Dad's food is on the table,
covered. We eat and prepare our sleeping place. On the floor!! We are sharing a single
bed mattress. Yes, he'll face the other way, and I'll face the other. In the mean time we
abuse the bed until the boogyman comes back.
He's back. It's 8pm. I hear the car come to a halt right infront of the door. He uses his own
key to open. "Evening" - He says and we greet back.
"You cooked?" - He's surprised but He's the one who said I should!! "Uhm... okay" - He 's
hesitant as he takes a spoon and attacks the pap first. It's stiff! Like literally! He gives up
and grabs a drumstick... he takes a bite and chews. He puts it back and recovers the plate.
He wipes his hands. "I'm not really hungry" - whaaaat? Oh hell no!!!
"Okay" - I say and lower myself down to the mattress. I cover up to my head with
earphones in my ears. Milira Jones' 'One Man woman' Live .. pulls my heart strings. A tear
falls on my phone.
"Tell your husband I am not his puppet"
Sms sent to mom!
Nxxxx

CHAPTER 11
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I arrived Wednesday afternoon and today is friday. I haven't had a decent conversation
with my father since Wednesday night when he treated me like a stupid submissive wife
slash maid slash puppet slash invincible. I hate that! He just had no right to treat me like
that. Mom never replied to my sms. But she called me this morning asking me what
happened, I told her and all she could say to me was "well he called and told me that you
are sulking" - Sulking? I'm sulking? Boogyman doesn't know me. Tonight I am not cooking.
Ntando will have to have bread instead and HE will have to suck it up and cook up his level
of expectation. Nxxxx...
"What?" - I answer my phone as I am walking to the shop. I didn't even check the caller Id.
"Tjooo two days away and I am forgotten?" - I melt.
"Hi Bhuti, how are you?" - I ask, a massive broad smile painted across my face. I can feel
my cheeks burning hot and literally turning pink.
"I am good my love and how are you?" - I feel my knees weaken.
"I'm fine" - I say.
"Tell me who's making my Angel angry so early in the morning.." - He asks with so much
care in his voice, I can only imagine his face and those marbles he has as eyes. I wonder
how his mother looks? I mean she must be an aged beauty! To have gave birth to such a
creature. Aaaaw ngeke! Aaron Khangela the politician is not as good looking, he's just an
aged yellow bone.
"Arg just my father working me up the wrong way.." -
"That old man better not take out his frustrations on you!" - I giggle. He does too. - "so tell
me, how many days left?" - He asks.
"I'm taking the midnight bus on sunday, monday morning i'll be there" - I say.
"Yeeeeeesss!!"- I hear him say silently. Oookay!
"I can't wait."- He says. - "I'll pick you up at the drop off station" - Somehow I suddenly
know that it is not up for discussion. He is picking me and thats that!!
"You still owe me an explanation why you suddenly up and left. I had plans for us you
know?" -
"I'm sorry but I had to..." - I say, hoping he doesn't ask further. But he does.
"Why? What happened?"-
"My father got sick suddenly and my brother is too young to care for him.." - I lie.
"Ooh" - That 'ooh' is dragged. He is not convinced. I know I suck at lying. Always have.
"How's AJ?" - I change the subject.
"He's fine. Still running after Mandy. Apparently that idiot mandla spent the night..." -
Ookay. So Amanda is back together with Mandla, not that they really broke up but I
thought Osama would swept her off her feet and that douche would be out of the picture.
Clearly I was wrong.
"Wow and how does AJ know?" -
"Surprise lunch went wrong. Luckily he didn't get close enough for Mandla to see him. Hell
would have broken loose and shit would have been scattered all over that complex.." - I
have no idea what that means. But I suddenly remember something.
"You never really told me about The Omphile situation..." -
"Qhayiya? I said forget about that..." -
"No but..." -
"What?? did you want the guy? Well tough luck... he's dead, you're mine now. Any human
being with balls better stay the fuck away from you..." - I swallow hard! - "gotta go. I have
a house to view"
He's gone. No goodbye. No 'I love you" just a very loud "Nxxx" before he hangs up.
Why does it not bother me that Lamkele was involved in the killing of Omphile? Either in
that room when he, Lamkele, was the one pointing a gun at Omphile or the second time
when they went to fetch the wallet. If he had nothing to hide he would have told me
straight out what happened, but nope, all I get is an instruction to forget about it!!
●●●
It's really boring here. I have watched the tv to a point where I literally can say every line
of a lot of these programmes that are playing because they are nothing but repeats and
omnibuses. I don't have my Usb and there are no cd's here. Well there are but they are
not my type of music.
I'd have prefered to be home in the village. Atleast there i'd take the walk up the
mountains. Go watch the waterfall or play with the soil... trust me I may be 26 but when i
am home, I feel like a child. The atmosphere and beauty of that place brings out the child
in me.
Until the fanily drama ofcourse! Gosh!! It's going to be christmas soon. I wonder who will
walk out of a family meeting in tears this time! Those meeting get so heated that If you
don't say a word during one of them, you will get even more angry because they are
about everything and everyone. You have either done something to someone or
something that disrespected the family or somebody did something in the city or
someone has claimed what rightfully belongs to the other. The list is endless but it is
better to say whats in your chest or else you will cry tears of defeat!! Its like defending
yourself in court! Believe me when i say Men, My cousin brothers, even older than me
have walked out of those meetings literally in tears and swearing never to come back
home. But the following year they would be back and again the drama would begin. Gosh!
But I still love home!!
●●
It's late. Ntando walks in and in a few minutes I hear the car coming to a halt infront of
the door. I have cooked. I know I said I wouldn't but I craved sone pork and so I grilled it
and then made rice with vegetable soup. This man better eat my food or I am packing my
sh*t and leaving, Tonight!.
He's eating Good because i was so ready to go all John Cena with just words on him!
Tshiiin !!
"I couldn't get a bus ticket for sunday, so I booked for tomorrow night." - He says.
I am stunned! I am just sitting on this chair literally squirming with excitement. I nod.
"I found someone who is willing to take the car tomorrow" - What does he mean? I wait
for him to continue because I am confused. - "I can only send the money through on
monday." -
OMG he's selling his car?? For Me??
"Dad?" - I swallow the sudden lump I feel, Thats suffocating my throat.
"I had to make a plan my child..." - I have no words. I just nod and join Ntando on the
mattress. I don't know whether to be happy that my fees will be paid or be sad at such a
sacrifice. I can't help but wonder? Are things so bad for him that he has to sell his car? The
man was quite loaded. He owned two taxis. Two private cars... where did they go?
●
I haven't spoken to the new boyfriend since morning. His phone has been off since then.
This is new.
"Will be home by sunday afternoon" - I send a text. Maybe I shouldn't have. And just
surprise him. Well too late. Its already delivered. It will pop as soon as he decides to
switch on his phone. Let me call the twin while the Dad has walked out. Can't have him
listen to me talk about Men. Because i definitely know thats what we are going to talk
about.
"Hello?" - Sniffy voice. Okay? What now?
"Tsala? Its me, are you okay?" - I ask. I can hear her sniffing and sobbing. That shit head
had better not have touched her.
"Its a mess.. a mess tsala!! I told him to stay away but he didn't listen..."-
Osama!! I just know it! This has him all over it.
"What happened?" - I ask. Even though I have an idea. His skinny ass body was panel
beated by Mandla the guy with a Taxi Owner's body. Except ofcourse the big belly. He
visits the gym quite frequently!
"Tsala... Mandla was here since last night. When he was leaving this afternoon I heard a
brawl outside.. AJ was here and he was beating the crap out of Mandla with a Cricket bat
that belongs to Mandla.. !imagine Tsala!! And Mandla was like Im a slut, what ever and
whatever.. and then AJ tried to touch me because I fell when Mandla pushed me and...
Mandla attacked him and.. he..he...I think he's dead" - She sobbing..
"What do you mean?" - I ask. She can be such a queen.
"Tsala he's been in my bed since 6pm... passed out!" - She says with a shocked tone.
"Is he breathing?" -
"I don't know tsala.. I made him some mushroom soup but I'm afraid to get close to him."
- she says, whispering.. " He's so comfortable, like a baby..too cute... uh-oh he's moving
tsala... Oh Thank God he's alive" - I hear her sigh in relief. Drama!!! Tjoo Amanda
bathong!!
"Just feed the man okay..." - I say.
"Its just me and him today. Im scared. Besides Im sober ..." -
"Amanda!!" - I am in stitches... She hangs up. She must be really nervous. Osama brings
out something weird in her. I noticed it Saterday night and sunday morning. Weird but
kind of cute.
Lamkele's phone is still off. I miss him really! Let me sleep. Dad walks back in and I am
under the blankets already. Gosh this floor is sooo not confortable. I miss my little
3quarter bed! Atleast it was comfortable. Ntando is fast asleep.
I miss him. No I really miss him its weird how his phone could be off for such a long time.
He usually has called about ten times already. I try a few more times before I finally give
up. I still can't get over the fact that dad is selling his car, for Me!!
●●●
It's morning already. Well after 12 ... I don't know how I could have slept until this time.
The first two men in my life are no where to be found and the third one's phone is still off.
Lamkele is Jwayelling me! Serious!! I know for a fact that if it was me that did this, he
would have probably been on his way here, now!!
My Gosh! What am i saying? Would he?? No. He wouldn't! I try one more time and It tells
me that the mailbox is full!! Uhm.. okay facebook. Let me look for him on facebook.
"Lamkele khangela" - search not found! This bum is not on facebook! I don't know
Osama's surname.
"Tsala??" - She says only after the first ring. "I was about to call you... I miss you"
"I miss you too myfriend. Listen. I can't reach Barbie, any chance you could be with AJ?" - I
cross fingers.
"No tsala... he left last night. He took a shower and left.. TSalaaaa!! He left his Kurt undies
in my bathroom..." - She's smitten!!
"Hebanna!! Amanda Tsiame please don't tell me you sniffed them" - I say and she giggles.
Oh no!! She didn't!!
"Hmmm God this muslim mara!! He's doing something to me all of a sudden.." - She says.
"I have them in my hand right now. Tsala they are crispy clean and white!!"
"Sies maahn Amanda!!" - I am disgusted! Her fetish of sniffing men's underwear; I don't
know where she got it but she has a number of Mandla's briefs kept neatly in a separate
drawer. 'Tsala when i miss him, I lay them nicely on the bed and just admire them' - She
crazily says when I ask about them.
"Tsala put those back in the shower and focus on me..." - I demand.
"Tjooo grumpy so early? What? Had a wet dream about barbie and woke up before an
orgasm??" -
I give up!!
Gosh.. I iust felt a tingle down there. Thinking about what she just said and the fact of it
happening anytime soon. 90 day rule for what?? For who? And why?? He has already
claimed me as his woman, I may as well claim his dick my jewel!
"So you haven't seen either of them?" - I ask.
"No, except Mandla who was here last night waking up the whole bloody complex nxxx
stupid Xhosa man!!" -
"Hahahah I"m also Xhosa you know.." -
"Well you are not stupid, he is..." - 😂

"Okay tsala.. I'm boarding a bus tonight. Dad couldn't get a ticket for tomorrow" - I say.
"Finally!! Jeez my flat is so lonely. I wanna go clubbing tomorrow. It's ladies night at The
Ding ding.." -
"I'm in tsala.. I'll use the money Lamkele gave me" - I say.
"How the fuck did this happen? One minute you are single and I have a dick on speed dial,
the next I have a muslim up my ass and you a sexy barbie!! What african herb did you use
for the both of us?" -
Hahahaha
."haaaa tsala why must it be me?" -
"Because you are well informed about these things mos! They practically fed you korobela
in high school..." - I am in stitches! I know I shouldn't but i am. Instead of fear looming
over me and ruining my day, I am laughing over the fact that I almost died because of that
Psycopath! The things we do!! For Love!!
Claps Once!!
"Tsala I have to go ne. I need to pack my things and clean this house" - I say and we bid
goodbye.
○●○
It's almost time for me to leave. Dad said I should be ready by 7 because the bus leaves at
7.50. But he's not back yet. He came back and dropped off Ntando in his work vehicle and
then he left again.
Oh he's here. I am already packed and sitting on the corner of the bed. My phone is fully
charged, but still plugged in. He hands me a Spur take away bag.
"I hope they are still your favourite" - He says.
"Yes Dad, thanks" - I put it on the table.
There's awkward silence. He takes out his wallet and hands me R200 in 4 R50 notes. I wish
I could decline because I know I have more than what he's offering me, and he looks like
he'll need it more but then I can"t. Let me let him Love me. I want to cry. I don't know why
but I can feel my heart fighting to keep my eyes from watering.
"I'll miss you dad" - I attack him with a hug when he least expects it. He sighs, in relief. The
fact that we barely had a conversation suddenly hits hard and I wish i could stay. But I'm
not!! I am leaving tonight and hopefully when i come back this matchbox will be bigger,
with privacy and a comfortable bed.
●
Another sombre hug is shared between us before I get into the bus and he's gone. I am
not going to cry! Not here! Not now!! I blame Lamkele for making me such a baby in such
a short space of time.
His phone is still off!! Yeses!!!! Can this bloody bus move already! I should have booked
myself a flight Yazi!! I would have been in Cape town hours ago!!
●●●
9 hours on the road and I have had enough! I would have enjoyed it if I was travelling in
the afternoon to watch and admire the middle of nowhere but its pitch dark outside I
cannot even see a single thing. I am not enjoying this. The bus is quiet! They do not play
music at InterCape! Nope! People have earphone and headphones. I do too but I'm trynna
save my battery.
"Nana?" - His voice is hoarse and rusky. Like he has been asleep or asleep.
"Where have you been? I have been trying to call you all day!!" - I say. He's the one who
called but I need to tell him a piece of my mind. I know he would too.
Gosh i really should stop saying that. I make him seem like a bully. well he is!!
"I'm sorry nana. I had a little problem that needed to be fixed. It needed my undivided
attention" -
"Oooh" - I drag it because I am still not convinced.
"Where are you?" - He asks.
"In the middle of nowhere... but i'll soon be in cape town" - I say.
"Okay" - He hangs up.

😲 😲 😲 WTF was that??

A text comes in. It's an address.
"See me as soon as you arrive... I need you" -
Okay now I am worried. First he sounded like he was in pain. He hangs up the phone on
me and then he needs me?
●●●
I didn't tell mom to pick me up. I requested an Uber taxi as soon as i was close at the
terminus. I am now on route to Kuilsriver.
I am anxious, I am nervous! I.. don't know what to do. This driver is driving so slow
following the damn map! My man could be in danger!!
We are here, I pay and drag out my bag as soon as he comes to a halt. It's the house. I
press the buzzer. No answer. I dial his number.
"Hhm?" - He grunts.
"I'm outside" - The gate slowly opens. I am rushing to the door. It's not locked.
"Hello? Lamkele?" -
"In here.." - I follow his voice.
Is this blood on the floor?
My eyes move from the floor to the lifeless body on the bed that's covered in blood.

Oh My God!!! 😲 😲 😲

CHAPTER 12
"Lamkele?" -
"Hmm?" - He grunts. He's on the floor at the end of the bed. He doesn't raise his head up
to look at me. Infact he has not moved an inch since I walked in to this horrible mess
before my eyes.
"Lamkele what happened? Who is this?" - I ask. The body looks cold on the bed. Like it has
been here for hours. The blood is even dry. I am frozen like Cement at the entrance of this
bedroom.
"Nana? Please. . Just help me"- He pleads. He's breathing heavily. I put down my bag and I
slowly make my way towards him. He has his hand on the side of his ribs. He slowly
removes it and shows me the blood.
He's been shot!
"What happened Bhuti?" - I ask, kneeling before him and pressing on the wound with a T-
shirt I found in a drawer.
"Mandla happened! I knew that son of a bitch would be a problem.." - His speech is slow
and stuttery. He is struggling to breath.
"what do you mean? What does Mandla have to do with the dead body on this bed?" -
"Qhayiya? Please, I have been in pain for over 8 hours and before then I have been locked
in some dingy place, just help me clean this wound..." - He begs. He's in pain and he is
really losing himself. He's angry too.
"Clean it? But you have a bullet inside your..." - I cease to speak when he raises his hand
for me to shut up. He looks at me with half open eyes. "Qhayiya I can't hold on anymore"
- He says. He's scaring me.
"What should I do... what should I do? Lamkele please please don't leave me.. he's coming
for me I need you. Don't leave me please Kaizer wants to kill me..."- He's quiet. He's in
pain and I have just rambled in fear. I hope he doesn't ask me what I just said because I
also Dont know.
"There's a wheelchair in the house... bring it" -
"Okay" - I am a wreck, covered in blood already, running around this empty house looking
for damn wheelchair. Why would there be a wheelchair here in the first place?
It takes forever to help him on the chair. He's really losing it. He's in excrutiating pain and
the only confirmation that he's still alive is his painful grunts. I push him towards to the
door. I stop.
"What? ... what must I do??"- I ask in panic. "What about the body?" - I ask.
"You're driving me home. Car is in the garage" -
"And the keys?" - I ask pushing him towards the garage.
"There too" -
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I don't know how I got here. How I drove here but we made it. The Navigator also helped
in its own way. I am running through this gate into this house screaming and yelling for
help. He's in the car but he has become worse. He is really in pain but he's fighting it. I
have been trying all means to make him stay awake.
"Who are you? And why are you screaming in my house?" - She says, she looks elderly but
fairly young. It's his mother. I can see the resemblance. Its very strong. She's beautiful. I
am sure she turned heads when she was young.
"Afternoon Ma. Its lamkele.. he..he.." - I am struggling to breath.
"Where is he? Little girl where is my son?" - She asks with a distressed look on he face. she
already knows; her motherly instinct has already told her the moment I mention his
name.. she knows he's in danger and right now I have no words to explain. The only thing
I can do is show her.
"Lamkele!!! Lamkele what is this?? Huh!!! My God this child will be the death of me I
swear" - She says running back into the house. Now what am I supposed to do? He looks
at me and smiles, he's still in pain but the bum still has the strength to charm me with his
death of a smile. Nxxx. His mother comes back followed by two guys. She is literally
running.
"Move ntombazana!!" - She says pushing me to the side. "Quick take him to the house" -
She orders and the two gentlemen carry my man like a sack of fragile potatoes. I follow
after closing the car. They place him on the bed and they walk out. She rolls up her dress
sleeves and moves towards me.
"Find the emergency kit in the kitchen. Bring as much towels as you can from the
bathroom and hot water" - She orders. I am out of there in a flash. looking through all
these cupboards i finally find the Case. The water has boiled and I find a bowl too. I carry
them to the room and run to the bathroom. Through the cupboards i find as much towels
as I can again.
She looks at me displeased. I avoid eye contact and look at lamkele, he is out of it but he's
till breathing. This is no ordinary emergency kit. There are knives and scissors and
bandages...
"Little girl... wait for me in the Lounge" - She orders.
"but.."- I try to protest but she raises her gloved hand at me.
"I do not need help. I have done this so many time i can hardly remember" - She says and
looks at me. But i don't want to. I need to be by his side... she jerks her head towards the
door. Aaaarg Grumpy old woman!! Nxx!!
My phone's ringing. I dont remenber how It ended up in my boobs but ya...
It's Amanda..
"tsala, I thought you'd be back already" -
"Uh... I am, just got caught up with Lamkele" - I say.
"oh so he's with you? AJ was starting to get worried" -
"You're with AJ?" - I ask. I am not shocked anymore. Only they know whats going on
between the two of them. - "tsala ... can i call you back" - I say and quickly hang up when
she walks out with blood covered gloves. She looks at me and sighs.
"He's fine." - Oh thank God!! I nod because I have absolutely nothing to say. - "I take my
coffee with warm milk and three sugars" - She says and walks away into the bathroom. I
hear the water running.
Wait? She wants coffee?
Uh... okay!
Kettle on!
I find the utensils neatly placed on the counter. Milk in the fridge, I pour it in a cup and
shove it in the microwave. What else? Uhm.. she said three sugars.
One... two... three!
The water has boiled. The milk is warm. The coffee is ready. I take the cup to the lounge
and place it on the table. I keep looking at the door. I want to go in and see him but i am
afraid of dragon lady.
Oh what the hell ...
I open the door. He's peacefully asleep. He looks like a baby, although still covered in dry
blood. His clothes are nothing but rags on the floor. His mother literally tore them apart.
On the pedestal next to him are the tools. She operated on him!! I can see the bullet next
to the cotton.
"Heey" - He's awake. I'm afraid. I am terrified. But I am super glad that he's okay. I almost
lost him before O even had him. "You okay?" -He asks. I nod. I don't know what to say or
do. I am just standing here playing with my fingers, my tears are the only ones
communicating. I hope he understands that I am terrified.
"Its okay nana.. I'm okay" - He says. He's still in pain though.
"You scared me.. I didn't know what to do. I thought you were going to die. I... I..." - I am
crying. Yes Again!! He seems to have so much effect on me and I easily just cry. But I
wasn't ready to lose him. I was not ready nor prepared to hold his body and see him take
his last breath. I couldn't have been able to handle that.
"Angel... don't cry. Please.. you can see i am okay... soon i'll be up and running" - I nod.
But I am not convinced. I am still shaken. I just can't get that dead body out of my mind.
"That man? Who is he?" - I ask as I sit on the corner of the bed.
"I was ambushed yesterday afternoon... found myself locked up in a dark room. Received
a few punches ... Mandla! That son of a bitch!!" -
He's no longer talking to me but himself. The more he thinks about what happened the
more he's getting angry.
"Their mistake was to untie me.. he was gone already so I managed to fight and run away
on foot. Unfortunately I killed only two, I didn't see the third one.. arrived at the house
and we had brawl, the bastard shot me and i returned the favour..." - He doesn't flinch. He
has three dead people upon his head and he is normal.
The door opens when I prepare to speak. His mother walks in.
"Good. You're awake. Lamkele I am sick and tired of saving your life. Lamkele when are
you going to grow up? How long is this going to carry on? Hmm? How much longer should
I keep taking out bullets from your body? You are not married, no kids, nothing! The only
thing you know is acting like a child!! Well I am sick of it. Grow the hell up or die as far
away from me as possible... nxxx" - She walks out.
"Ntombazana!!!" - She calls out. I quickly head to the door.
"Uh..Yes Ma?" - She scares the shit out of me.
"I am ready to recieve my coffee" - she's sitting on the couch switching channels with the
remote. The cup is right infront of her, what does she mean??!!
I slowly walk up to the table and pick up the cup. She looks at me like she is about to
puke. She doesn't take the cup. The coffee is cold. I can also see it, there's no steam at all.
Even the milk in it, is ruined.
"Uwhoooah the things Lamkele puts me through!! Lord have mercy on my soul" - She says
as I walk away into the kitchen with my tail inbetween my legs. I want to go home!! I just
want to go home. This woman has hated me ever since I walked in here!
The kettle is on. I heat the milk one more time. The cold cup of coffee is down the drain in
the sink. I take out a freah new clean cup. I grab a tray, gosh!! I can't believe I am fuckn'
doing this. I feel like an old school wife!! I have seen this happening at home when the
wives of my cousins make tea and coffee for people during a ceremony. I have always
avoided making tea.
Breath Q breath!!! Everything is on the tray. I pour the warm milk and hot water in the
cup and I slowly walk out the kitchen.
"Your coffee Ma" - I say and place the tray on the table and I slowly pull the table towards
her. She looks at me. I can feel her eyes piercing through my whole body and examining
my heart and soul. I take a step to walk away because I do not want to be in her presence
anymore.
"Sit down Ntombazana" - Oh shit!!
I sit. On the two sitter oppoaite her. I will not dare look at her. She is far from being scary,
infact her beauty is so inviting you would want to look at her all the time but she as
already scared the bozzoms out of me and all i wanna do is get out of here and probably
never come back!!
"Whats your name?" - she asks.
"Er... Qhayiya ma" -
"Ooh, and how do you know my son?" - She asks!! Why do I suddenly feel like I am the
one who would suddenly wake up one day and decide to pay Lobola for Lamkele!! He
should be the one going through these questions with my parents, but nooo!! I am the
one sitting here with dragon Lady as if Lamkele has a womb and eggs that would one day
pop and produce baby!!
"Uhm... he..uhm... he picked up my keys and wallet at the mall and he delivered them
back at my flat" -
"Oh so you live alone? Do you work?" - she's taking tiny sips of her coffeee after every
question.
"Part time at Mac donald's Ma. I am a full time Marketing and Business management
student. This is my final year" - She looks at me like I have just farted again! Her eyes ...
Lord they remind me of that HospitalCase that's in the other room.
"Are you sleeping with him?" - Whaaat!!!
"N...No Ma" - I stutter along that answer. I don't know whether I should continue and say
"but I am sure its going to happen soon because your son has made himself my man by
force.." or I should just shut up.
"But he trusts you this much... surely there's something going on with you two" - She's not
looking at me but concentrating on her coffee.
"I am not sure I follow Ma" -
"There is no reason for you to follow..." - she looks at her wrist watch and looks at me. -
"will you be spending the night?" - she asks. I shake my head.
"I arrived this afternoon from eastern cape, I need to see my mother." - I say. Like hell am
I spending the night here!! With her!!
"Well be a darling and leave us with dinner prepared.." - Oooh hell No!!!
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"Tsala who's car is this??" - She asks, inspecting it as I drive out to campus. I have no
interest in being at school today nor entertaining anyone but I have to. It's my Marketing
pitch due date. I am fully prepared but I am just feeling down and heavy. I miss him and
this car smells like him. I last saw him last night when I left after preparing stiff pap and
'pens' gosh I don't know what they call it in English but ya it's Sheep meat, I think. It
wasn't so hard becauae i used to cook it with mom. I just hope there wasn't too much salt.
I prayed that she liked it or else I would never hear the end of it.
Lamkele said I could keep the car and use it until he gets better. It's not the Alpha Romeo
but a polo vivo... easy to drive than that sports machine. I didn't wanna leave last night
but I was so not going to sleep there with that woman. No thank you!!
"Tsala? Earth to you!!" - She says snapping her fingers in my face.
"Sorry Tsala, I just ... I'm tired didn't get enough rest laat night" -
"Hmmm barbie gave it to you the whooole night?" -
"No! I was alone last night." -
"Okay and the car?" - She is confused. I am not about to tell her anything!
"He told me to come fetch it.. said I can use it" - Thats all i can come up with!!
"Oh.." -
Awkward silence!!
"Hey wanna grab lunch after class? I have some money to chow" - I say, in hopes to
lighten up both our spirits!
"Canal walk??" -
"You know it!!!" -
We are here.
Oh great! Mandla!! I could shoot him you know.
"Tsala.. there's mandla oh my God" - She's terrified.
"Chill okay..." - I say and i park right next to him. I don't know how he got in here.
"Manda!! I wanna talk to you" - He says as we get out and walk away from him.
"Leave me alone Mandla" -
"Ooh its like that huh?" - He's rushing after us. I am starting to get annoyed. He grabs her
by the arms.
"Let her go!!" - I scream. He looks at me. "You have developed balls Q? What? Lamar
influenced you? Tell that gangster of yours I am coming for him.." - He threatens.
"You failed this weekend.. what makes you think you'll catch up?" - I have no idea what i
am talking about!!
"Hahahaha You Go Q..." - He lets go of Amanda and steps up close to me.. "Give him a
message Will you... tell him that was only the start. I have so much planned for him." -
"Fuck You!!" -
"Hahahahah You wouldn't be able to keep up baby!!" - Jerk!! - "Tell Lamar I am coming for
him. He better retire or else..." -
He walks away laughing.
"What the hell was that about?" -
"Not now Tsala please!!" - I am ten times pissed!
My phone beeps.
Its him I know.
"I miss you. Can you drive me somewhere this afternoon?" -

Aaaarg! Why so i suddenly want to skip class and go to him � This man will surely be the
death of me too!

CHAPTER 13
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"Oooooooh How I love him!! Oooh how he cares!! Oooooh how I love him... because he
first loved me... oooooh How I love him.." -
I love sundaYs. Especily when I am sober. Somewhere deep inside, the believer in me
wakes up and decided to praise the Lord in the comfort of my little flat. It's clean and
fresh. I am on my mini couch with Pastor Benjamin Dube's live dvd playing, doctoring my
toes. I need to remove this green nail polish because I have a new red one now and I want
to try it out. Last week was a mess and I do not even want to think about it.. lets just say it
involves me cleaning up blood in a very beautiful house while Lamkele and AJ got rid of a
decomposing body. The smell still makes my body twist and turn. After that whole ordeal,
Lamkele took me shopping.. and I mean an excessive shopping spree, my closet can hardly
close and I haven't even unpacked half of the things we bought. Although I couldn't get
the whole trauma oit of my head, from finding him at the brink of death to getting rid of
the body and meeting the beautiful monster called his mom, the shopping kind of
softened me up. I felt like a blessee considering thee fact that I am a student, he's rich and
11 years older than me. Gosh! My father will surely trip!
"Oh I hope Its me you're talking about..." - He says with a smile as he stands infront of my
door with both his hands in his pockets. This man is just death by beauty I swear!! I just
can't get used to the fact that he ua juat plain Beautiful! You know a man is really gifted
when you can't use any other word to describe him except "Beautiful" ...
"Hey beautiful" - He says as he plants a kiss on my forhead. I am still singing along to the
song and concentrating on my pedicure.
"Still mad at me?" - He asks sitting next to me and making me look at him. "Talk to me
nana" - I swear those words hypnotise me to the point of feeling my vagina throb with
weird tingles. I swallow hard.
"I...I'm not mmm..mad" - I try to say. I'm not even sure if he heard me. He is so close to
my face I can literally tastse his minty breath thats so tantalizingly warn against the skin of
my face... Jesus!!
"Then what? Huh? Tell me what i need to do to fix it... what ever it is that makes my baby
so broody in the morning" -
I look up at him. This bum thinks I am a child.
"Lam..." - I swallow hard... "I still can't get the whole thing out of my head bhuti" -
He looks at me with a frown.. it eases up when he realises what i am talking about. "And I
know you were trying to make me forget when you took me shopping but i.. I'm shaken
and..." -
"Shhhhhh" - I am tightly but gently in his arms. He is brushing my hair with his hand.
"Don't say a word no more..." - The brother smells divine 😢 😢 😍 😍 😍 😍 -
"Qhayiya you are a strong and beautiful and smart and sexy young woman. I felt invited
the first time I saw you. I knew you were stronger than you portrayed when you passed
my torture test.. I knew I could trust you the moment You kept quiet about the gun
incident when we were at the house... Qhayiya when I said i want you I meant it, with my
body mind and soul.. I want to make you mine and mine alone. Thats why i am showing
you bit by bit who I am..." - We are back to our face to face position. I can hear him
speaking but i swear its going in the one ear and out the other.. i am only concentrating
on his beauty and his mouth which moves so succulently as he speaks.
"Nana?" -
"Hmm?" -
"Please, just let me in..give me a chamce atleast" - he begs and the only thing I can do to
respond now is to nod. How can I say no to this face. He looks so adorable with his
begging face. It breaks out into a smile.
"I have one thing that i need in return.. well a couple" - He says. I nod for him to continue.
"Trust, honesty and all of you..." - he says, biting his lower lip and tracing his eyes slowly
down from my eyes to my half dresses body. Why on earth did i wear these shots! Now
this man is literally undressing me with his eyes and my body is decieving me. I shift
slightly... he looks at me and giggles... "You drive crazy do you know that" - He says
planting a wet peck just next to my lips. His lips are nothing but soft and lightly glossy.
Vaseline... cocao butter! I can smell it. Our eyes meet. I swear he makes me feel so small
and intimidated but horny in a sexy and weird kind of way...
"Can i kiss you?" - He asks, in a begging kinda tone... I nod. Its now or never! I can feel...
ny body cannot wait to experience it. The first real and unInterrupted kiss... the
passionate, slow and succulent one... his lips against mine flow like the perfect verse in an
RNB love song.. His hand on my cheek is warm and soft. It makes his way up to my ear. He
plays with it... fetish? 😍 😍 its fucken turning me on!! 360° degrees... his free hand
interlocks with mine... he's also heated up judging by his breathing and the fact that this
kiss has gone fron slowly and passionately 'I want to savour this moment' to Hot yet
passionately 'I could have you now if I could' - He's pinning me against this couch. His
upper body against mine. His left hand still interlocked with mine while the other has
moved from my ear to my pear shaped breast. He is slowly and gently squeezing them and
I swear something is happening between my legs. I can feel the wet warmth... my clit has
not stopped throbbing... infact the throbbing pace has escalated to going with the rhythm
of this kiss as well as my heart...
"Bh...bhuti... wait" - I gently push him a little away. His eyes have gone from dark brown
and bubbly to 'I am a chinese descended' ... his breathing is heavy.. he is literally panting...
"This chair is uncomfortable.." - I say. It's a one seater and i had better stop him now or
else we might find ourselves on the floor.
"W...w..well what do you suggest we do.." - He says. I have never thought it was true until
now. Men are truly vulnerable during forplay... they would literally do anything for you
once they reach that stage...
"My bed is bigger and more comfy..." - I say batting my eyelashes. . I have quite wide and
long lashes.. don't need them fake ones, just give me mascara and voala!! But we are not
at the salon now.. we are in my bed and this man on top of me smells divine 😍 😍
😍 😍 He is not rushing... he is taking his time caressing me, planting wet and electrically
shocking kisses on my shoulders, my chest nd boobs which are now exposed because he
has soft but strong hands which at some point of this passionate marathon, found the
courage to tear my pj top apart... He has a magical tongue and right now I think I am going
to pee because of the sensation that comes from him just sucking my boobs and traveling
straight to my attention seeking clit...
Our eyes meet... he doesn't look away. I am intimidated and I end up looking to the side.
"No, look at me" - although it weirdly frightens me, it also turns me on... I do asI am told. -
"Do I have permission to fully access your body?" - 😂 I could laugh but the way he says
it is so sexxxxY I nod without even thinking twice. I hear the button of my shots reaching
the floor and rolling to God knows where... I am left naked, his shirt is on the floor along
with my clothes... My eyes catch the bandage patch, along with an old stitch scar, no
there's two... threee okay... aaaaaah ... his head between my legs... heaveeeeeeen 😍
😍 😍 I can't!! I .. don't know what to do.. I want to....haaaaaaa sssssshit!!!
"Bhutiiiii...." - I whisper his name. I can't find my voice, not when my body is at his
mercy...
He raises his face and licks his lips like he has just taken a bit from a juicy and saucy steak.
I raise my upper body and hwlp him unbuckle his belt. His trousers are on his ankles...
Mother of Joseph!! This man is about to damage my uterus!!! I swallow hard... but i want
to taste him... I want to taste IT .. I open my mouth but he stops me... i look up at him, he
shakes his head... he lowers his head to me and our lips meet, I taste myself on his lips...
he pulls away biting his lower lip. that shit turns me on like a gas stove!
"I havw rubbers on the first drawer" - I say.
"Which ones?" - He asks... kissing and sucking on my boobies like an ice cream on a
stick...
"Lovers plus" - I say... my legs along with my lips trembling.. this is pure pleasurable
torture!!
"They won't fit..." - He says and continues with what he is doing. I am about to lose my
mind. This man had better so something quick or else...
He stops and looks at me before fiddling in his pocket. He takes out his wallet nd opens it..
Its a black condom packet... with the letter XXL ... I swallow hard bjt my throbbing clit will
not let me give up in this d* thats to be given to me on a silver platter! No monster d*
formed against me shall prosper and deny me an orgasm!! Oh hell no! FiiiiRe to that
demon fire!! I am having IT today... no more didi!! Ig he tears me apart then so be it...
"You ready?" - He asks. I nod with my lips pressed together as my aroused body tenses up.
"Relax nana..." - He says tracing his hand along the side of my body. I feel the tip of his
head on top of my V... I feel the first thrust... "Look at me..." - He demands.. I can't.. not
when i am at his mercy.. he thrusts one more time.. gently!
I can feel the pain but the pleasure too... he is not fully in, I am panting... he is too. He has
not moved since he entered me half way... he doesn't know whether to thrust deeper or
pull out... He pulls out..
"What are you doing?" - I ask. I am mortified. This man had Better not leave me hanging.
Not when I last had a good dick years ago from that psycopath..
"You're not ready" - he says standing before me and removing the condom. - "Towel?" - I
point to the chest of drawers as i pull the duvet over my naked and vulnerable body.
He has a nice butt though... he opens it.. and nice arms... Wait No! Fucken sexy body!!
Although with scars and stitches... its still to die and be buried for!!
He giggles shaking his head as he turns to look at me while wrapping the towel around his
waist..
"Whats so funny?" - I ask, I am annoyed. And horny!!!
"I just met your friend" - He says taking out Didi! Maigot!!!! I could bury myself right now..
I smile nervously..
"Men are so overrated and they get too attached" - I say getting up and grabbing my satin
gown.
"I see.." - He says walking to the mini bin behind my bedroom door. He opens it and didi
finds a new home in that dark and dingy tin.. I raise my hands in surrender..
"I'll take a quick shower" - He says removing his watch and silver cross chain. "I'd love
some food though" -
Here we go again!!!
I hear the water running. I replay my dvd as I try to think about what to prepare... Quick
rice and chicken... that should do it..
He's done by the time I finish with the chicken. Thank God I haf some soup otherwise this
food would look dry. It tastes good if i should say so myself..
He's dressed up with shoes and trousers.. his watch and chain too. "My shirt is wrinkled...
where's the iron?" - He asks holding it in his hand by the collar.
"Come eat, i'll iron it" - I say.
"Thanks nana" - He says placing it on the couch and coming to the small dinner table that
accommodates only four people.
He looks confused.
"Nana?" -
"Bhuti?" - I turn and look at him. He's seated on the table with the plate infront of him
and the spoon in his hand.
"What is this?" - He asks looking at te plate as if He is looking at raw Mopane worms.
"Your food. Chicken and riice?" - I say with the shirt on my shoulder, walking towards the
ironing board and assembling it. I plug in the iron...
"I know its chicken and rice but why is it like this?" - He asks, his face is tangled up in a
frown.
"How?" - I ask. I am confused.
"Nana the rice is literaly swimming in the soup. And the onions, they are raw.. The chicken
looks like it needs an operation... baby this whole meal looks like its in ICU..." -
Whaaaat?
"Freshen up we are eating out..." - He says randomly like he has not just insulted ny
cooking. He said my meal looked like it's in ICU? What the hell would food be doing at a
hospital?? Nxxxxx ....
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"Still sulking?" - He asks. He's laughing
We are at The Bread and Soup brothers... it's still morning I guess we are having breakfast.
I order a cappuccino and he orders a glass of heineken... I should have ordered wine yazi!!
"I'm sorry baby but your cooking skills are a disappointing 0.001% to the power of minus
10" - whaaat? � 😩 😩 😩 He he just mathematically insult my cooking again?!!!
"Bhuti If you want me to leave, insult me one more time.." - I threaten.
"I'm sorry my love... I wont again" - He says trying to hold his giggle. "You know it is these
strange qualities about you that drive me crazy... useless cooking skills and a tight pussy: -
He winks..
This man makes me feel so weak. I feel a tingle down there. I cross my legs. One on top of
the other. He looks under the table.. he looks up at me again with an eye brow arched...
"Still aroused huh?" - he says giggling...
The waiter brings our drinks and takes our orders. He looks at me after taking a sip.
"I have a question and I need total honesty... uncensored and unhidden.." - He says. He is
serious and I am suddenly frightened. I can feel my chest heating up.
I nod. For him to continue..
"Who is Kaizer? And why are you so scared of him? Is he the reason you up and left?" -
Sigh!
Here goes nothing...
CHAPTER 14
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In high school I was the quiet but observing type. I loved the attention I got from boys,
being the dark bone with dimples and stuff. It really boosted my ego that I actually turned
heads in highschool. I didn't have a boyfriend but ofcourse I had that one guy that made
my body tingle whenever I saw him, that guy that was every girl's dream. His name? Thats
not important but lets just say at one point I wrote him an annonymous letter but I was
too scared to smuggle it to him that I ended up burning it. That was in the nineth grade.
By the time I was in grade 11, I had given up hope on love and actually being with my true
love, or so I thought.. until I met Khazimla 'Kaizer' Ngcobondwane... He was dark and Tall
with beautiful and neat dreadlocks, and he had strange grey eyes that looked squinted.
There were times he would look at me but seem like he is looking behind me. Okay the
brother was Semi-crossed eyed, no sugar coating it but it was hella sexy..
We met at a bus stop , it was after school. I could see he went to the highschool across the
road. At first, days after days we would just sit at the bus stop waiting for our buses and
then one day he asked for the time. He introduced himself... and before I knew it I was
always excited for school to come out because I would see him. We ended up exchanging
numbers and BBM Pins. We would chat till the wee hours of Morning. By the time he told
me that he liked me and he wanted me to be his girlfriend, I had already been
daydreaming about him, scribbling his name in all my books. Sometimes I would change
my phone's wallpaper to all his pics that i stole from his whatsapp and BBm. I was inlove
and it was my first time. He matriculated and I went to Matric.. He was gentle and sweet...
even the first time ae did the dance he told me that if I wasn't ready he would wait.
Indeed he waited and we only did it halfway through my matric while He worked at a
salon in town as a barber. Things began changing somewhere around the end of my final
year. He was always angry and adgitated, there were times I thought he took drugs little
did I know that his Madlozi were coming at him fast!! He never told me that his mother
died as a sangoma and that he too could have the gift... he never displayed any signs
except the short tempers and him wanting to be alone and the crazy dominant sex. I was
inlove, well I thought I was inlove and I thought thg was normal between two people. The
sex was good. But it scared me a little... sometimes he would tie my hands together and
literally F** me.. He was my first in everything... and I mean everything. I had always
thought that my second hole was for excretion only but not to him... he seemed to enjoy
it more than the normal hole.. I thought I was inlove.. I took a gap year and volonteered at
a clinic, back then I was obessesed about medicine and Nursing until he managed to
convince me that Modern medicine made people sick more than it made them better. I
still dont know how i could just say yes to everything, back then I didn't know he was a
Wizard!!
Things went from bad to worse when all he could think about was sex. Sometimes he
would record everything and then while I was asleep he would watch it and then jerk off
again. He began having so much money on disposal, he started drinking excessively to the
point of Monday to monday with dodgy friends who smoked weed and other herbs..
The abuse began from just a slap across ny face when i refused to do something or I forgot
to do something. I literally turned into his glorified submissive little maid. I had stopped
wearing anything that revealed skin because I had nothing but bruises and cigarette
burns. He was always careful not to mess with my face.
The day i tried to leave him, he locked me up in his flat for three days without food,
electricity or even water. The third day he came back with two of his friends and let them
do as they pleased with me while he sat on the couch with a camera.. again I was left
without food for another day. HE came back and told me that we are going to see his
mother. I couldnt do anything,I couldn't even run because i didnt have the strength. It
only dawned to me when we arrived at a shack in the middle of nowhere that this bum
was going to kill me... He was ready to sacrifice me for his satanic reasons.. i spent a
number of days there being fed because apparently i had to be strong, so said the woman
he left me with. Her mistake was leaving me untied for a second.. I remember running
away from the shack as the orange glow of the flame could be seen from afar in the dark. I
woke up two days later in hospital... I never told my mother about what happened and
when I recieved the acceptance letter for Varsity, it was my only way out. I moved to my
own flat because the threatening letters were too much and I never told anyone..
Three years later, here I am sitting in this car with tears covering my face as the man who
could be the one, listens to me telling him that I was sexually abused and almost killed as
a sacrifice for a crazy psycopath..
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He's quiet, I am quiet. The only thing i hear is him heavily breath. I don't know what to say
anymore. He wanted to know about Kaizer and I have told him.
"Say something" - I say feeling rather overwhelmed because he is quiet. We are still
parked outside this house, I think its where he lives. I don't remember how we got here
but the last thing I remember is us leaving the restaurant.
"are you okay?" - He asks. I am confused. "Are you okay Qhayiya? After that ordeal did
you get any help?" - He asks and all i do is shake my head with tears playing roller coaster
down my cheeks. - "and yet here you are almost finished with your education, beautiful
and smart... are you that strong?" - I dont know how to answer him. I can't even look at
him. "Come here" - He says and pulls me over to his side for a tight and warm hug.
"If that bastard knows whats good for him, he will stay away from you" - He says and
plants a kiss on my forehead. I nod, my head still buried in his chest. He smells divine!
😍 😍
"Come lets go inside..." - He says and gets out of the car. He comes to my side and I have
already opened the door. He takes my hand and we walk to the gate. He opens it and I
walk in first. He then opens the door with his key as soon as we reach it. Another one of
his houses, I guess.
"Kele!!!" - I hear the squeaky voice.
"Heeey baby girl" - He says and they embrace in a hug. She has a brazillian weave, she
looks 14 for heaven's sake. The iPhone in her hand catches my eye, she has a manicure.. I
look down to her shoes.. i don't know what they are but they look expensive. "How are
you?" - He asks her and she smiles. We are still standing in the lounge and I feel so akward
right now. So out of place.
"This is Qhayiya... nana this is Nina my little sister. The one I told you about?" - He says. I
nod at him and look at her with a smile.
"Nice to meet you Nina" - I say. She fakes a smile. Okay. The mama diesn't like me.. the
sister too?? I swear Kaiizer bewitched me. Hebanna!!!
"Thandi's here..." -she says and his eyea pop. Who the heck is Thandi??
"What? When did she get here?" - He asks showing me to sit. She has her hand on her
waist while typing away on her phone without even looking at it. Its a touch screen, how
does she do that!!
"After you left this morning... she's in the kitchen cooking." -
"Fuck!!" - he says silently as he makes his way to the kitchen, i guess. Now I am left with
Kloe Kardashian.. she is popping that gum like she paid a million dollars for it.
"Thandi's his girl friend... are you also his girlfriend?" - she says, no smile or frown
whatsoever!!
The racket from the kitchen interrupts me as i am about to reply. I hear her voice. She's
shouting! I hear a glass shatter. I hear him growl too!! His voice aounds so sexy!!
"Where is she!!! Huh!! Where is that bitch!!!" - She comes out and freezes when our eyes
meet. She turns and looks at me.
"Is this her?" - she asks. He doesn't respond, he looks at me then her then me again. He
touches his head!! Oh God! It's about to Go down!! "You son of a bitch!!" - she curses.
"Hey hey hey thats my Mom you calling a bitch!!" - He ghreatens with his eyes all forced
out. He's trying to look scary but he fails dismally. He only looks much more sexier!
"Lamkele you're leaving me for her? She's a child.. what does she have that I don't" - she's
blackmailing him with her crodlco2dile tears. She's beautiful no doubt, but she sure looks
like wife material or a divorcee.
"Thandi you know what I said. . . Please just leave" - he says pointing to the door.
"I am not leaving!!!" - She says with a threatning tone.
"I don't have to carry you out now, do I?? - he's calm and collected! Nina keeps looking at
them and then me. I am a vegetable on this couch and i have no idea what to do or Say. I
could say i am leaving but I don't even know this place. I wouldn't know where to go ..
"Lamkele why are you doing this?" - she asks. She doesn't know whetjer to cry or scream
and cause havoc. One moment she's fire the next she is calm..
"Thandeka pack your shit and go!!" - He roars. I can see him starting to get annoyed.
"Lamkele I am not leaving!! Tell me why I should leave? Tell what she gives you that i
dont.. Haven't i cooked and cleaned for you? Haven't I..." -
"I never asked you to do all those things Thandeka.. you know our arrangement!! Now
why must you complicate things? Huh!! Leave now!!"- he says pointing to the door.
"You used me??" -
"The same way you did!!" - He says taking her bag from the couch and giving it to her.
"You bastard!!!" - She curses!
"Swearing at me wont change the fact that i want you out of my damn house!!!" - He
shouts. She exhales and turns to look at me.
"Come six months, you will be right where I am... don't get too comfortable!!" - she says
and then looks at him. "You disgust me!!" - she says.
"And yet you're the married one!!" - Her hand across her face, I was not expecting. Now
why isshe hitting him? And why the fuck did he have an affair with a married woman? He
doesn't touch his face like a normal person, who just recieved a hot klap, would and
neither does he flinch or even move. He looks at her without even blinking..
"There are two exits in this house Thandeka, find one closest to you..." - He says and
walks away disappearing down the passage. She chuckles as if she doesn't believe him.
She looks at me then at Nina...
"You know its coming right?" - Nina says looking at her with a little resemblance of
Lamkele and their mother in her eyes. I wonder whats coming?
"Shit!!!" - Thandi says and she sprints out the door. Lamkele comes out rushing from one
of the rooms... a gun?? What!!!!
He runs out the door after her... Nina looks at me with her hands covering her ears.
Bang!! Bang!!! Silence!
Bang!!
"Shit!!!" - I hear him say. The door opens but it takes a few more minutes before he walks
in. He looks at Nina then me. "You girls okay?" - He looks at Nina again. She nods and for
some reason I nod too. "I'm sorry about that... Lets go out!" - He says and disappears
down the passage again.
"So... I take it you are my big sis now! Can I trust you?" - she says. I nod. - "Good because
hell breaks loose up in this joint.. what you just saw is little compared to what I have seen,
and i am only sixteen!!" - she says getting up!
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CHAPTER 15
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"Qhayiya come on lets talk about this.." -
"No stay away from me!! Leave me alone" -
I can't even be in his presence right now. I am terrified and shocked and... I don't want to
be here with him... he needs to leave. I Dont know why he followed me.
"Just stay away from me." - I can't find my keys, where the hell are they. My bag is on the
floor, he reaches it first. I am so annoyed right now.
"Qhayiya?" - Oh God here it goes. He's about to hypnotise me once again and make me
forget that I am angry at him and that I don't want to see him. "Qhayiya look at me?" - He
orders. I throw him a glance and I quickly look away. All I want is to get inside my flat and
order a tripple decker pizza and lots of wine, I need to have a box of wine stashed
somewhere... but he has my bag and My keys in his hand.
"Why are you so mad?" - He asks.
"I'm not mad..." - My heat is slowly diminishing. I knew this was going to happen. I knew
that the moment he stepped upclose to me and spoke so close to my ear, I'd forget all I
was mad about.
"Then what?"- He asks. He is cornering me against the door with both his arms on my
sides. He is soooo close to my face I can taste his minty breath. "You just walked out of
the house and left us there. I thought we were having lunch"-
"Well no, I want to be alone in my place... I don't to go anywhere with you" - I say pushing
him away and grabbing my keys. He can keep the damn bag.
"Why? Because of Thandi?" -
"You shot at her!!!" -
"I did not!! I shot in the air... I didnt even make it to the gate baby" - he says coming
closer. I push him back.
"I didn't see you so I don't know if you're telling the truth or not" - I say folding my hands.
Why does he suddenly feel so tall, yes he is but now I can literally feel him hovering over
me.
"Am I a liar?" - He asks. I shrug my shoulders looking away.
"I don't know you that well.." -
"Well i am not a Liar Qhayiya especially about such things... I did not shoot at her" -
"We heard the gun shots!!" - I raise my voice.
"I shot in the air!!!" - He raises his too.
"Why do you let me witness these things? Why?" - I'm still shouting. I can feel the tears
covering my eyes slowly. - "You don't even try to hide them one bit!!..." -
"Because the last time I hid my true self somebody ended up in jail!!!" - He yells in
frustration..
I am quiet. He's huffing.
He looks at me, I am staring at him too.
"What do you mean?" - I ask looking up at him. He looks away avoiding eye contact. His
eyes have gone from Crispy 'I eat carrots for a living' white to Red and glossy. He's crying
and I sure as hell am not about to ask a full grown man if he's crying.
"Open the door" - He says. I turn around and wiggle the key until the burglar gate opens. I
open the door too and I walk in. He follows me quietly and makes himself comfortable on
my little couch. I head straight to the fridge. I have wine... juice?
"'Would you like some juice?" - I ask looking at him. He nods. I pour some for him and I
pour wine in a coffee cup for me. I Once read about it in a book, a wife drinking wine from
a cup.
"Is that wine?" - He says as i get comfortable on the one sitter next to him. I nod taking a
sip.
"Ooh" - He nods and takes a sip of his juice. "Don't you have something stronger?" - he
asks. I shake my head.
"Can i have water instead? I don't really like juice especially guava" - I gather I am playing
host. I get up and get him what he wants. Thank God I had a sealed bottle of water . I
doubt he drinks tap water. Nxxx Barbie!!
We are quiet! Both of us. My stomach is doing the grumbling. I last ate this morning with
that soup and bread beakfast. It was delicious though.
"Qhayiya?" - I look at him and quickly look down.
"Bhuti?" - I have forgiven the fact that i can never say his name to his face. I manage that
when i am angry. He just commands so much respect that He literally deserves it. He
chuckles and sips from the glass of water. He is playing with the bottle cap.
"Do you remember what I said on that night? When you got high and accused me of
bullying you?" - I nod with a smile and looking down. I see him smile with the corner of
my eye.
"You never gave me my answer" - He says.
"I didn't know what to say" -
"Why is that?" - He asks, he's whole body has turned and faced me. He is concentrating on
me.
"Because I don't know you and... and you scare me" - I feel like a school girl right now!!
"I scare you? Nana this is Lamkele infront of you, the one that wants to love and protect
you and make you mine and mine Alone!!" - I hear the emphasis on that 'alone' _ "not the
Lamkele you saw on all those occasions that scare you. Infact that is not Lamkele. That is
Lamar, Lamk, kilo... all those crazy badboy nicknames... Qhayiya? I am too old to play hide
and seek. When i want something i go for it... so here I am, in flesh and blood asking you
to let me in.. give me a chance please..." -
I have never!! Never!! Ever heard a man talk to Me like that... to top it off ...FACE TO
FACE...
"If you want me to protect you and not show you all my sides then its okay baby... but
that would be betraying you. I am not a gangster nor a criminal but sometimes things
happen and I get caught in the middle, just like the mandla situation.." - He says pulling
my hand. His hands are so soft and warm.
"All I ask is all of you to let me in..." - he says getting up and pulling me towards him. Our
lips meet. I don't know how many time I have kissed him before but right now It feels like
my soul has left my body. His hands know just where to touch and how... If this kiss was a
dance believe me it would be a sexy contemporary piece... he pulls away just as I am
feeling some warmth building up inbetween my legs...
"What do you say?" - He asks.
"I don't know... I.." -
"Ssssh" - His finger on my lips stop me from uttering whatever I was about to say which is
jibberish because I have no idea what to say. This man has laid down his case a number of
times... the ball is now in my court.
His phone ringing interrupts us just as he is about to murder me with those succulent lips.
God surely took his time creating this man.
I am still in his arms. He answers it...
"Hi Candice... whaaaat? What do you mean they didn't deliver it? Listen tell those good
for nothing Daka-boys I want my cement delivered first thing tommorow morning... what
do you mean the money didn't go through?... where are you? Good I'll be there in an
hour" - He hangs up! - "Fuck!!!" -
He curses and then looks at me with a smile. He is so Random. "Sorry about that. I
ordered cement for the house in Belhar and it wasn't delivered..." -
"I understand" - I lie. I know that he's a property developer but its sunday and I don't
want him to leave.
"I'll see you tommorow?" - he asks. He's not coming back??? � � I nod even though I
feel my heart ripping apart. He pulls me again and plants a kiss on my forhead before he
comes to my lips and for a second I feel my heart stop beating as I listen to the slow and
soft dance of our lips...
He pulls away. Great, he's leaving me all aroused. I need to find didi as soon as he leaves!!
He's gone!!
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"Tjooo tsala whyis he so slow... Wa etse nna le AJ have done it already!!" - whaaaat?
"Amanda Tsiame!!! You slept with Osama?" - I am shocked!! Not so long ago she denied
anything happening between them two, and now its all about her and AJ... Hebanna!!

"It just happened okay!! And the brother is circumcised 😲" -

"Amamda!!!!" - I reprimand her.
"Whaaat? His D game is much better than Mandla's ... My God tsala!! I couldn't let him
go" - She is smitten. Even her voice is squeaky all of a sudden.
"So its serious?" - I ask.
"Arg I don't know, if it becomes serious then it does.. but for now i'm enjoying the dick on
speed dial.." - she says and takes a sip of her cocktail.
After Lamkele left, Amanda came over and since I still have the Polo with me I decided to
abuse it and we ended up at Club Cosmo. It's sunday and all drinks are half priced for
Ladies.
"There's something dodgy about AJ though..." - she says.
"What?" - I ask pulling on my Sex on the Beach cocktail with a straw.
"He doesn't talk much about his life or family. I just know he's a doctor. Oh and I noticed
his ring finger... its freshly highlighted"-
"Whaat? You mean he's married?" - I ask and she shrugs her shoulders.
"I don't know but tsala I don't care. I am still enjoying him. If his wife comes, then i'll
gladly step back. I dont get why he removed his ring in the first place. I mean the high light
is still there, visible!!" -
"No Amanda you can't date a married man" - I say. That thandeka lady crosses my mind. i
need to ask Lamkele about her. Does he not have that much regards about Marriage?
"Tsala if he chooses to cheat on his wife then so be it..." - she says and raises up her hand
for the waiter.
Beep. Text! From him.
"I miss you" -
I feel the tingles. I feel the mushiness that comes from that text.
"Miss you too" - I reply.
"Tsala Tsala Tsala don't turn your head okay but Lecturer Tobakgale just walked in...
fuuuuuuuck!! The man is gooorgious!!" - who?
"Whoo?" - I ask frowning. I so wanna turn my head. I slowly do and see him... I know
him!! I know him!!!
"That's my Archaeology Lecturer, Destiny Tobakgale... oh oh!! He's coming act cool..." -
she says.
"Ladies!!" - He says. I can't even look at him. All i want is to get out of here!
"Tsala lets go..." - I say taking out some money and leaving it on the table. I am on my feet
and Amanda is not pleased.
"Haw Q? Thats rude" - she says!
"Tsala if you wanna stay then stay.. I'm leaving" - I say.
"Did i say something wrong?" - I hear him say. I wish He would just shut up!
We are at the parking Lot. It's almost getting dark and I just want to get home. I wish I
didn't have to drive.
"Q? What the hell was that?" -
"I don't wanna be here anymore" - We both enter the car and all i want is my bed and a
bottle of wine. Thank God Lamkele is not coming tonight. I wouldn't be able to hide this
from him. I am so proud that I didn't freak and cause a scene when he walked in...
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Sigh!
I'm at my flat. Amanda was still mad when i dropped her off at her complex. I'll just send
her a text in the morning to apologise. She'll understand my behaviour but not tonight...
I open my box of wine and shove it under the kitchen counter after taking out one bottle.
I'm so glad I bought it at Spar liquor when I went to pick up Amanda.
Titanic is playing on TV. Great. Let me drown my sorrows. I wish life was as beautiful and
simple as getting on a ship and falling in love... and not...
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!
it's heavy and loud. A cold chill travels down my spine as fear creeps up and covers me like
a blanket in winter.
"Qhayiya its me" - Pheew!! The fear dies down as I rush to the door and unlock all three
padles... he's here. My inner goddess does a victory dance as relief from fear overwhelms
my body and I can't help but smile. He looks rather...
"Like a moth to a flame, I can't stay away..." - He says. Is he drunk?
He attacks me with a kiss, pushing me to step back in as he walks in closing the door with
his feet. No he is not drunk.. but High. His hands know just where and how to touch. I am
putty in his mercy. He's violent yet gentle. It's turning me on. We are still walking, him
leading me backwards... my eyes are shut!! We are in my bedroom, I am against the wall
with my arms on top of my head, tightly pinned by his right hand. His left hand has made
its way under my lazy t-shirt and it's gently squeezing my boob... this feels so Good. I'm
gonna let him do as he pleases!
HIs lips move from my lips to my neck.. oooh Mother Mary...
His free hand is no longer on my breast but squeezing tightly and violently on my butt
cheeck. He spanks it hard! I feel some sort if tingle... I like it. The little squeak I breath out
motivates him to spank me once again. I flinch again... his lips and tounge have travelled
from ny lips to my neck and right now my t-shirt is nothing but a rag on the floor. He's on
his knees, his hands trying to unbutton my Jean short! He succeeds and along with my
panties, he pulls them out.
Jeeeeeezasi!!! His face inbetween my legs? I don't know what to do but the alphabets he
is writing with his tongue are driving me crazy, he hasn't even reached the letter H ... My
hands are on his head. I want him to stop at the same time I want him to continue...
L... ooooh... M....mmmm...N....noooo...O....aaaaa....P? Pleeeeeaase...Q.....oooh....R...
Sssssss...
I feel it... its coming... its coming... My legs spread apart on his shoulders tremble as I feel
the rush attacking my body. He raises up his head and looks at me with a naughty smile..
he licks his lips once again like he just had a declicious meal.
I am on the bed, panting and watching him remove his clothes... slowly one by one. Not
once has he removed his eyes from me.
I look down to his jewels, I swallow hard and look up at him with fear. If he doesn't
dislocate my womb? I probably will taste my eggs in my throat.
"Relax baby" - He says as he positions himself inbetween my legs. I can feel him coming in.
My entrnce literally hugs all of him..
"Ssssh" - He says when I let out a moan. I don't know whether its pain or pleasure but I
can feel that rush coming again. My legs are no use right now. I feel paralysed. Its coming.
Its coming real fast... my nails dig deeper on his skin, his pigmentation changes colour. I
may have dug in too deep... but i can't stop.. the more he thrusts the more I want to hold
on to his skin. He doesn't stop. His pace increases... his breathing increases!
"Aaaaaah Nanaaaa" - He manages to utter. I am still under his spell. I can feel the
orgasmic rush from afar but its slowly coming.. the more he pushes in the more it slowly
comes..
I am flat on my stomach, he's literally on top of me, I can feel his whole weight. We roll to
the left We are both on our sides and he enters me with my leg up in the air... He's making
me his. His taking my body an making it his temple. "Be mine Q" - He begs in my ear with
his breathless voice. I cannot say a word. I do not have the voice to reply, not when his
dominance has literally taken it from me..
"Tell me its mine Q" - He demands... I nod. I nod vigorously. "Say it... says its mine" -
"Yes... yes its all yours" - He's thrusting deeper and harder, I am so close to biting him
because... Fuck!!! My whole body trembles to the orgasmic reaction that attacks it. He
pulls out and turns me to look at him. We are both on our sides looking at each other, my
leg on top of his waist... He thrusts deeper!! My nails dig deeper on his back...
"Aaah fuck!!!" - I hear him say, he tenses up. He looks at me and pulls my head, he attacks
me with a kiss... but I am dazed. Something interrupted me. A thought passed through my
mind during this intercourse. I can't stop the tears. We are now both looking up the
ceiling... him breathing heavily and Me? Frozen like a statue with only my tears sliding
down on both sides of my face. I can't hide it...
"Are you okay?" - He asks.- "Did I hurt you?" -
He is concerned. I turn and look at him. "Baby please say something." - He begs.
"I saw one of them" - I say. He knows. His look tells me he knows what I am talking about.
"Where?" - He asks.
"At Club Cosmo.. he's Amanda's Lecturer" - He frowns. He's shocked. I also was.
"Name and Surname now!!" - He says getting off the bed and removing the condom. He
goes to the drawer and takes out a towel. He picks up his jeans and takes out his cell
phone.. He looks at me.
"Name and Surname Qhayiya, Now!!" -
I tell him. He dials on hIs phone, looks at me with eyes of fury as he places it on his ears.
"Destiny Tobakgale, Find him!!" - He hangs up and looks at me. I am still covered in tears
and also naked. He has bleeding stretchmarks on his arms..
"I love You" - He says before walking out. I hear the shower running and All I can do is
squirm in this bed.
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CHAPTER 16
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"If he so tries to talk to you or even get close to you, call me okay" - I nod as he pulls me
for a forhead kiss. It's my first day of exams and it just had to be on a thursday. I last saw
Amanda on Sunday when I dropped her off. Tried to call her a few times but I guess she is
still pissed. If only she would pick up my calls then maybe she'd understand the reasons
behind my behaviour that day. When he realised that I only had to come to school for
exams, Lamkele had the Polo picked up from my complex and he told me that he will drive
me to school from now on and if I don't need to go to school, then I will not! I was not
that terrified until he began fussing about the whole Destiny issue. Funny how someone
so violent and sick could have such a beautiful name. As long as i do not see him or get
close to him, i'll be good, the last thing I need are the flash backs to return. It took some
time and lots of self convincing that my past was my past and it was indeed the past and I
would never let another man do that to me again.
"I love You" - He says cupping my face with both his hands. His voice is sincere. I nod and
gently release myself from him and walk away to my exam building. He enters the car
with his phone in his ear.
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"I'm done" - I send him a text as soon as I exit the exam hall. The paper was nice and
smooth. I admit that i did not fully study because all I had in my thoughts was the wish of
not bumping into that man.
"I'll be there in an hour" - His response. Great! Now I will sit at the cafeteria until 2pm.
Let me try and call the best friend one more time.
"Q? Whats up?" -
"AJ? Hi, i was hoping to speak to Amanda" -
"she...uh well she says she's still mad at you" - He says. I can hear her speaking in the back
ground.
"Tell Amanda I need to talk to her, she'll understand what happened.." -
"She's pretty pissed even though she won't tell me why she's pissed..." -
Lol! So she didnt tell Osama that she's pissed because We left before she could speak to
her crush! He wont be her crush for long because my man will crush him!
"Okay tell her 'Destiny + Kaizer'.." -
"What? Whats that?" - He asks.
"Osa... AJ just tell her that" - I snap. This pie I am eating tastes like sand paper. Well thats
if sand paper tastes like this. I hear him say those words to her. The phone dies. I am sure
she figured it out. She will call eventually. I know her. Now let me pass time abusing the
school's wifi. I could use some Ribs and Onion rings. Haven't had those in a while. I also
need to call The mother soon, I miss her. Haven't seen her since she dropped off her
package for her two men that are a thousand kilometres after the tunnel.
"Qhayiya right? Hi" - He's smilling. I am frozen on this seat. I can't move. My chest is
closing in on me and my body is generating so much heat. It must be the fear that has
suddenly overwhelmed and covered me like a blanket.
"I'm Destiny" -
Please Go away!! Please just go away!!
"What do you want?" - I ask with my whole body trembling to the fear and my voice
shaky. I am even shocked I managed to utter those words.
"Relax I just wanna talk..." -
"You want to talk??!!!" - I sprint up with my voice raised. Eyes are now on us. He is struck
by my reaction, I am confused but I am still angry and afraid. I am terrified. I cannot stop
these sudden flashbacks.
"Did I do something wrong?" -
"Do not fucken test me!! Stay the hell away from me!! Nxxx" - I grab my bag and attempt
to take a walk but a flashback attacks me and I find myself curled up on the ground. I
know people are watching me but the pain I felt years ago has suddenly attacked my body
once again. I felt it, right where I felt it all those years ago. The pictures and movements in
my head have not stopped!! They are like a picture slide, only faster! They are
bombarding me!
"Make it stop!! Please!!! Just make it stoooop!!"- I scream! I keep seeing them laugh and
smile as they violated me and my body. I keep seeing all three of them. I'd recognise the
third one too if I ever saw him.
"Qhayiua whats wrong?" '
"Don't touch me!!" - I threaten. I need to get out of here. He needs to stay away from me.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME" - all eyes are on me me as I run out the cafeteria door. I am not
waiting for Lamkele. I am taking a taxi to my flat and I will lock myself there until Jesus
comes back!! Only he can save me. Only he can fight this battle for me now. I tried and i
thought I had won but the enemy is back, armed and ready to make my life a misery yet
once again. Why have I not seen this destiny guy until now? He must be new!
●●●
I am going to switch off my phone and sleep. Where was he when I needed him, he said I
should tell him when I was done and he'd be there. Why the fuck was i supposed to wait
for an Hour? If i took a taxi earlier, I wouldn't have bumped into That man. . Nxxx Damn
you Lamkele.
"Sisi? Are you okay?" - The driver asks. I cannot control my tears. I have even stopped
wiping them away. It is just me and him in the front and three people at the back. It's a
Quantum. He had better not pull any taxi driver tendencies on me. Funny how I look at
taxi drivers differently ever since I read that book.
"I'm fine driver" - I say.
"But you are crying sisi" - He says and takes out a handkerchief from his shirt pocket. He
hands it to me. I want to decline it but the diva in me says this could be my very own
Mqhele and so i accept it with an inaudible 'Thank you' _ I wipe my tears and even blow
my nose on it.
"So whats the bastard's name?" - He says changing the gears and turning into a street.
"Who?" - I ask.
"The imbecile that's making you cry in broad daylight. I hope he didn't touch you" - He
says looking at me briefly before concentrating on the road again.
"No he didn't ... he just didn't pitch when I needed him" - I say. At the end of the day Taxi
drivers are also humans, even though they tend to act like hooligans sometimes. And right
now I am having a conversation with a human taxi driver. He is displaying qualities of a
Man. His left hand is occupied with a wedding band though!
"maybe he has a good explanation, don't you think?" - He asks.
"Maybe but I needed him and he promised to help me with my problem... well he didn't
promise but..." - aaaarh! I don't know what I am saying.
"Like I said, he probably has an explanation for not pitching. A beautiful lady like you
shouldn't cry. You are supposed to laugh and be bright like today's sun.." - A smile creeps
up in my face.
"hahahah A smile? I like..." -
I giggle looking out the window.
"Well I'll tell Ta Lam to always be on time. A beautiful woman should not be kept
waiting..." -
What? I look up at him. We are infront of my complex. He smiles.
"Nice to meet you Makoti wasekhaya" - He smiles broadly! Ooooh! This is the cousin! I
feel so stupid right now!
"Driver we also want to get home please" - Somebody from the back yells.
"I'm Lwandile" - He says and electrically unlocks my door. I open it still dumbstruck. What
are the odds?
"I'm Qhayiya" - I say with a half frown half smile type of expression. His handkerchief is
still in my hand. I close the door when he nods with a smile. He drives away after beeping
the horn. That was weirdly nice and yet creepy!
●●
"Where were you?" - I ask. He's standing on the other side of the burglar gate. He arrived
10 minutes after I arrived. His cousin must have told him.
"I had to show a house to potential buyers baby I'm sorry" - He says.
"Then you should have told me to take a taxi" - I open and leave him standing there, Back
to my bed.
"I'm sorry" - He says. He's not the apologising type, I can sense it. "Qhayiya? I said I'm
sorry" -
"Sorry for what?!!!" - his eyes pop. Yes I am shouting and i am mad! Infuriated! Scared as
hell!! "Sorry for arriving on time? Or sorry for not being able to rescue me when I needed
you?" -
"Nana what happened?" - He asks coming closer. "Don't touch me!!" - I threaten. I am not
crying! I am not going to cry. I am angry more than hurt.
"Tell me what happened Qhayiya" - He demands.
"He came to me... he touched me!! He... he smiled and all i could see was him doing it to
me again" - I lied! I am crying. I can't even look at him.
"He what?" - He springs up. He takes out his phone and sends a text. His phone rings a
second later. "Yes? I mean it! Now damnit!!" - He hangs up and dials.
"Dude where you at? Good! Bring her to Q's place. There's a rodent we need to squash!" -
he hangs up and throws his phone on the bed next to me. He walks out. He comes back
with a cup. It's whiskey!
"To numb the fear away" - He says and hands it to me. He is literally telling me to drink
my sorrows away. I gulp it down and my chest immidiately burns along with my mouth.
He takes the cup, places it on the floor and joins me under my fleece blanket.
"Your shoes bhuti?" - I say staring at the Timbs.
"What about them?" - He says pulling me closer to him. He smells great. "Take them off.
My sheets will be dirty" - I say.
"I'll buy you new ones" - He says and plants a kiss on my forehead. He pulls my face up to
his. Our eyes meet. I have no where to run because his hand is still holding my chin.
"Its gonna be okay... he won't bother you again." - He says. For some sick reason, I am not
shaken by what he is saying. I know what he means and I am glad that one of my
problems will be fixed. One down, two to go! I nod. His lips against mine cause a shock
that travels throughout my body and landing passionately hot on my clitoris.
"I miss you" - he whispers. He wants it and he wants it now because his breathing is
heated and heavy.
"I missed you too" - I play on his direction. I let him touch me, I let his hand make its way
under my skirt. My own hands find the courage to slowly unbutton his shirt. His skin is
soft and warm. His shirt along with my top and useless bra land on the floor. He stops and
looks at me.
"Fuck!!" - He says and before I know it my panties are literally pulled off of me with out
reaching my legs. He has a tendency of tearing my clothes. His trousers are on his ankles...
I doubt he will remove his shoes. He wants it and he wants it now! His tounge does what
its good at between my legs and I swear I am about to pray in tongues!! He doesn't let me
take a breather. I let out a loud moan when he slams right inside of me without thinking
twice. I think my womb is dislocated... i can literally feel him inside my stomach... I think
i'm about to urinate... His hands are gently and yet violently squeezing my breasts. His
eyes are fixed on me. I keep stealing glances at him and closing my eyes as my clitoris begs
for its life. I am at his mercy!! My legs are wide apart and if he thrusts one more time I
swear on the history of Love making that I am going to urinate...
"Nana?" - He still wants to talk? At this time? His voice is trembling. Atleast I am not the
only one suffering at the hands of sexual pleasures.
"Hmm?" - I manage to say inbetween my slight moans and cries. The pain has long turned
into pleasure.
"Oooh Nana!!" - He says!! He shuts his eyes. I see the pleasure written all over his face. He
is not taking his time, he is not gentle but he is also not robbing me of any pleasure..
"Lamaaaa!!!" - I scream as another orgasm yet attacks me with no warning at all.
"Say my name baby!!" - He says. - "oooh Nana!!!" - He keeps whispering as soon as he
thrusts back inside of me. If this drives him crazy then he is about to admit himself into an
institution.
I push him off me and make him lay on his back. His eyes pop. He is shocked by my sudden
strength and behaviour. I am too. My legs straddled on his sides and his organ buried
deep inside of me, I hear him groan before I have even moved an inch.
"Ssssh" - I say with my two fingers on his lips. He attempts to bite them. I am so confident
that I am staring at him right in the eyes. They have turned from bubbly brown to dark
and thinned. He keeps tryng to raise his upper body but i push him away. The more I move
and dance on top of him the crazier he goes. If he could, he would call out all his
ancestors... The reactions and expressions on his face tell me that he is in his own sexual
orgasmic planet. He tries to rise up again, I push him back just after pulling his lips for a
kiss. His fingers and hands leave burning skidmarks on my waist and thighs..
"Ooooh Qhayiya!!! Fffff..... shiiiit...Nana!!!" - His groans are nothing but music to my ears.
They are motivation for me to continue riding him like a war horse!! My very own
designated black stallion!! 😍 😍
"Lamaaaaa" - I manage to utter.. The crash inside of me creates a tingling sensation that
diminishes all strength to scream and all i can do is murmur his name. He shuts his eyes...
he jerks up his head and his grip on my thigh tells me that he has just released all of
himself inside of me. He exhales with his eyes all popped out.
"Iyhuuu!!" - He shouts in shock!!
"What?" - I ask, still positioned on top of him as I listen to my very own organ making
throbbing sensations.
"You are a freak woman!!" -
"Yes and you forgot the condom" - I say attempting to get off. He pulls me up to his chest.
"If I did... then i'm glad!! I'm never using it with you again!! Daamn!!" - he says rolling us
both and I end up underneath him. He is still positioned inside of me, but i can feel the
sticky wetness between us. He is still aroused and judging by his wet kisses that he leaves
on my neck and his fingers interlocked with mine, he wants to go again...
KNOCK KNOCK!!
"Aaaarg" - He groans in frustration. Just as he was about to get all jungle monkey on me...
"Saved by the knock" - I say giggling.
"and for that I am going to pound you till your knees break tonight" - He gets off the bed
with pure frustration written on his face. He removes his shoes and trousers. He walks to
bathroom only in his boxers. 😍 😍 😍 The brother has a bright future behind him!!
"Whoever that is better thank God I left my Chilli bite at home.." - He yells. I grab my
gown and close the door behind me as I tiptoe to the frontdoor.
"HeeeeY Q" - He's too excited. Amanda smiles briefly andturns to look at him with that
expresaion of hers that simply says "Wa Bora" ..
"Its Aj and Mandy" - I yell at Lamkele as I open for them.
"Were you guys shagging?" - The bum asks making himself comfortable on my red couch.
"Mind your own cookies Mal" - Lamkele says coming out of the bathroom with the towel
wiping his hands.
"Don't worry dude.. My own cookies are right here" - He says smooching at Amanda who
is standing by the fridge with a glass of wine already in her hand. She smiles briefly at him
and then looks at me.
"Tsala? You okay?" - she asks. I nod immediately feeling like the earth could just open up
and swallow me. Can Lamkele fix this? Already!!
"So where are we headed bro?" - AJ asks turning to look at Lamkele. I head to the fridge
and pour myself some wine too.
"You'll see man. Came with that rental car?" - Lamkele asks as he walks to my bedroom.
"Nah finally got my ride man!! The ladies are like magnets" - He says with his hands
immitating an hour glass shape. Lamkele looks at Amanda and I.. he giggles shaking his
head.
"You are an ass bro, truly!! May Allah forgive you" - Lamkele says before disappearing
inside the room. He must be dressing up. I should too, after a shower though because I am
so sticky and wet... I am sure I smell just as i feel too.
"Its a joke baby" - AJ says looking at Amanda who doesn't seem pleased by that
comment.
"Whatever" - she says and buries her lips in the cup. Wine has always been our escape
machanism from anything and everything.
"Let me go and change too" - I say walking to the bedroom, avoiding this sudden tension
between them.
"Baby we'll be back in a few hours okay?" - He says as he exits. He looks at me with his
eye brow arched. "I'm gonna make it go away, okay?" - He says and I nod. I want him to. I
need it to go away, for real this time.
"Dude, are we leaving your car or mine?" - AJ asks. Lamkele turns to look at me.
"Babe will you be able to handle a Convertable?" -
"Whaaat? You want Q to drive my car?" - AJ shouts, springing up from the couch.
"Payback for wrecking all my cars... keys?" - Lamkele says letting out his hand. AJ reaches
into his pocket, mumbling inaudible jibberish with a frown upon his face like a little boy.
"Not a scratch on Tia or else..." - He warns me before throwing the keys at Lamkele who is
in stitches.
"Mandy you seriously need to get a licence baby" - He says shaking his head.
"Stop moaning and lets get going. Lwa is already there" - Lamkele says before turning to
look at me.
"Go out and have some fun with Mandy. I left my card and pin on the bed. No drinking
and driving!!!" - He warns, I quickly nod and he smiles before kissing me... he has a soft
tongue 😍 😍.
The boys are gone. Amanda is looking at me with a naughty smile.
"Did I hear Card, pin and fun in one sentence?" - She asks. I nod with a broad smile like a
school girl.
"You know what that means... SHOPPIIIIING!!!" - we both scream. Her's very loud and
pitchy it leaves my ears deaf for a second.
"Okay okay let me quickly freshen up" -
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Three hours going through each and every shop. Eight shopping bags with mostly Lingere
and party clothes... we are tired! I know I am. And i am hungry!! We sit at Primmi...
"Tsala your man, ke Blesser I'm telling you!!" - She says after the waiter leaves with our
orders.
"hahhaa I don't know about that.." -
"No seriously... I was so afraid when we walked into that Midnight Shop that the card
would max. Did you see the price on that Negligę you bought? Girl he had better not tear
it apart..." - she is half drunk. I wish i could drink... Lamkele strictly said no drinking... okay
but one glass won't hurt. I change my Virgin Daiquiri to a Strawberry and Vodka Laced
one.
"Tsala you will not believe me but papa'ka is coming to down with step mommy! I am
soooo not looking foward to it" - she says pulling hard on the straw of her cocktail.
"But I thought you liked her" - I say.
"I do but dad could have brought both of them he usually does when he goes out of town.
Now its going to seem like I am betraying my mom.." - she says.
She was born in a polygamous home. She says there is no drama like people potray in
movies and books. She gets along very well with all her 7 sibblings. She is the fourth but
the second of three from her mom. She says the only drama that breaks out is when both
her mom and step mom find out that Her dad has a new mistress. She says they try by all
means to get rid of her because they do not want another person between them and their
husband. Apparently they prefer it to be just the two of them. I do not know how life and
drama was when Amanda's mom was introduced as the second wife, neither does she.
"But tsala you know that your mother will understand" -
"She does. She even called and said I should make sure I see them. But then I understand,
she wouldn't be able to travel with that humongous belly. I swear if my dad was a soccer
player, i'd say he knows just how to score and now he is about to have yet another
member in his soccer team... tjoo tsala you should see the chaos ko gae tjo tjo tjo... and
those rats are all steps. Like 11 months age difference to nothing more than a year. The
youngest is only 8, it was really long over due that no stomach had popped till this long..
my dad is such a freak, wa etse" -
I am in stitches as i listen to her ramble on and on about her family. I am on my third glass
but I still feel fine. I get up just to test if i am tipsy or not. Nope! I'm fine. One more glass
and i will drink water till we leave. The time is almost 6 and the men haven't called nor
texted. Weird! Lamkele would have called by now, but then again they are probably busy
burying a body wherever they are. I am not phased, nor shaken by the fact that my
boyfriend has no problem with shooting somebody and blowing their popcorns.
"Tsala lets go now. I want to try on these clothes and choose what to wear for the braai
on saterday, you're coming right?" -
"Braai?" - I ask.
"Yeah, Dad is hosting some Society people of his. You know when BEE members are
together. Especially black.. they just love meat and booze. Gosh i hope Banzi won't be
there." - She says picking up her own bags.
Banzi is the son of some wealthy self made business man. Apparently her father is trying
to set them up so the family can form some union. You know what that entails?
Marriage!!
"No Shade but the brother is just not my type!!" - she says as we walk to the parking lot.
"He's Xhosa tsala..."-
"Xhosa yes but not my Xhosa type" - she says.
"Hahaha you are impossible. Maybe you should keep it in the tribe tsala" -
"Whooooo never!! No offense to my sotho brothers but hell no!! I don't want to speak
sotho for the rest of my life. Besides, them brothers are just too much. Their ego's are
twice the sizes of their heads and do not let me speak about their dicks..." -
We pass by a security guard, his eyes pops as Amanda mentions the word 'dick'!! I am yet
again in stitches because my friend speaks like she is on steroids or something. And you
wonder why i can't live without her!!
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"Whoooo Traffic cops tsala!!" -
"Shit!!" - I curse as the blue lights flicker behind us. It's 7pm and the sun has already set
even though its not dark yet. Shit!! I remember the alcohol i drank! I hope they don't
make me take a breathalyser!
"Tsala give me a gum quick" - I say and she shuffles through her purse as I indicate to pull
to the side. The female traffic cop catwalks to us. I roll down the window.
"Ajmal Lakay?" - she says.
"Uh.. no I am Qhayiya but Ajmal borrowed it to me for today" -
"Do you know how fast you were driving?" - she asks.
"Uu yes 140" -
"On a 100 zone.." - she says. Shit!!
"Licence please" - she lets out her hand. I fiddle under the seat for my bag and wallet. I
hand her the whole wallet because my Licenece is visible. No need to take it out.
Lamkele's card falls out. She looks at me before bending and picking it up. She analyses
it...
"L.Khangela? I thought your name was Qhayiya " - is this woman trying to make my life
difficult?
"That's my boyfriends. We went shopping with it" -
"Ajmal Lakay is also your boyfriend?" - she asks with a peculiar look on her face. She
probably thinks we are golddigers of some sort. An American express credit card and an
Audi two door convertable that both do not belong to us! But she's also a cop maybe she
things we are serial theives.
"Uh Ajmal is my boyfriend" - Amanda says.
"I'm gonna need you ladies to step out of the vehicle please..." - she says opening the
door for me. I look over to Amanda, there's a male cop opening for her.
"Possible theft, searching along Century drive, N2 towards R300. Two black females ages
between 20 and 25.." - she's speaking in the radio on her shoulder as she analyses the car.
I'm 26 by the way.
"Copy that.. should we send an arrest vehicle?" - a voice on the radio says.
"Naah we'll handle it" - she says looking at me and then switches off the radio. - "I'm
gonna have to search this vehicle..." -
"What?!! Why?" - I am mortified.
"Because of that reaction right there, and also the fact that you are intoxicated, didn't
have your seatbelts on, exceeding the driving limit, driving a car that doesn't belong to
you and in possession of a credit card that also doesn't belong to you!.." - I raise my hands
in surrender as I switch off the ignition and take the key. All four of us walk to the boot
and I press the mobiliser key. The boot automatically opens. There's a brown wooden
case, like the length of a normal briefcase but its size is like a suitcase...
"Open it!!" - she orders.
"I don't have the key" - I say. The huge padlock requires a nornal key and also a code.
"Stand back" - she warns as she retrieves her pistol..
"What are you doing!!!" - Amanda screams as she fires twice and the padlock falls to the
side. She looks at us before getting closer to the box, she flips the lid...
"Well well well ... what do we have here?" -
What in God's complicated earth is a box of pure Gold Bars doing in the boot of Ajmal's
car??
"Ladies, I am pleased to announce that YOU are under arrest..." -

😲 😲 😲 😲 😲 😲

CHAPTER 17
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The alcohol is wearing off slowly. I am seeing fuzzy pictures and my head is light. Or
maybe I am only now begining to get drunk. I don't know. But what I know is that we are
in this office like Container in the middle of the freeway, not far from where we were
stopped. The lady cop drove, with us in the back sit of the Chevrolet Cruzer. Such a classy
car for Law enforcement! The state really doesn't know what to do with Tax Payers
money. Anyways, the other cop drove AJ's car. She kept looking at Amanda with her nose
parched, through the rearview mirror. She would quickly look away when I stared at her.
Amanda is scared, literally! She has never been in this situation, neither have I but i think I
am stronger than her.
"You girls have one phone call... make a wise decision" - She says as hands us the phone.
Amanda looks at me.
"Tsala call Lamar..." - she says. I nod. I know his nunber by head. I do not struggle at all. Its
ringing..
"Hello?" - He's breathing heavily.
"Bhuti..." - I don't know what to say.
"Qhayiya? Whats wrong? Where are you? Who's phone is this?" -
"I'm with Law enforcement" - I say silently, slurring my words.
"Whaaat? Why?" - He asks.
"A couple of... they..they found something" - I stutter. Both because This women is staring
at me and because the nan on the other side of the phone is frightening me with his voice.
How much more when he is infront of me.
"What? What did they find?..." -
"Shit!!" - I hear AJ in the background. There's commotion for a second.
"Q.. Q.. Listen don't say a word to anyone!! We'll be there in a jiffy." - AJ says and the
phone dies. I look at the lady cop. I don't know know how they are coming because I didnt
tell them where we are... but I guess they'll find us sooner or later. I don't know!! I am
tipsy! I can feel my legs wibbling as I walk back to where Amanda is curled up.
"Who did you call?" - She asks. I look at her and not say a word. - "Exercising your right I
see." - she says and walks out. Amanda looks at me.
"Tsala?" -
"I don't know Tsala..." - I say before she continues to ask me questions I have no answers
too.
I have no idea how long we have been sitting here, unAttended while these people drink
coffee and eat KFC outside on top of the cruzer. Instead of finding drunken driving people,
they are here stuffing their faces. Nxxxx. I am hungry too!
"Where is she!!!" - I hear his voice after what seems to be like a taxi, comes to a halt. -
"where the hell is Qhayiya damnit" !!! - He roars at the cops. The dragon lady who
arrested us is not here.
"Calm down sir" - I hear a male voice speaking.
"Don't tell me to fucken calm down." - He threatens. I slowly get up and peep through the
window. They are here with a Quantum taxi. I see AJ, Lwandile and him. His left hand is
bandaged. He is furious... I can see by his breathing posture. His whole chest is moving up
and down.
"Sir calm down. Officer Lakay is coming.." -
He looks at AJ who is frowning with his jaw slightly dropped.
"Clarisa?" - AJ says. With a frown upon his face.
"Yes Clarisa Lakay apprehended the two ladies on the freeway 3 hours ago..." -
"Where are they??I want to see them now" -Lamkele demands.
"I'm sorry sir but you'll have to wait until Officer Lakay..." - He doesn't finish his words.
Lamkele charges to him and grabs him by the collar, pushing him towards the cruzer. The
other two officers retrieve their pistols and point them at Lamkele who is an angry beast
awakened. Lwandile and Aj retrieve their pistols too and its a matter of "You shoot him I
shoot you" _ I know this scene. I have seen it before and the last time somebody died. I
need to get out there...
"Tsala!!" - Amanda tries to stop me as I open the burglar gate. Our eyes meet. He slowly
lets go of the cop... and slowly but the surely the weapons are lowered.
"Qhayiya?" - He says in relief. He opens his arms wide and the little girl in me runs to him
and he catches me, exhaling in relief.
"Oooh Bhuti!! I was so scared" - I say. He looks at me and frowns like he just realised
something.
"Its fine I am here now. Where's mandy?" - He releases himself off of me and attempts to
walk to the container. I hear the clicking of weapons again. I turn around and two of the
cops are pointing at him.. at us while Lwandile and AJ are pointing at them. The third cop
is pointing at AJ and Lwandile. He is dumb!!!
A cruzer appears and makes its way into the yard. Blocking in the quantum. None of the
gentlemen with weapons have moved!! Clarisa gets out of the cruzer, cool calm and
collected!!
"Lower your weapons boys... there's no need for violence" - She says walking towards AJ.
He is pissed!! The look on his face tells me he knows this lady. She's beautiful too, minus
the big ego though. I am sure she rocks anything she wears. With the tiny waist and nice
butt... I can't make out whether she's coloured or what... but her silky hair thats tied to a
bun definately tells me she is not black!
"Hi Ajmal" -
"Clarisa!" - He says, grinding his teeth and trying to remain calm as anger is slowly
overwhelming him.
"Boys put your guns down" - she orders her collegues and slowly the weapons lower
down again. Lwandile puts his gun on his waist, walks to the quantum and opens the
sliding door, he sits on the step and takes out a ciggarette! He Sparks it while
concentrating in his phone. He rises his head and looks at me with his eyes thinned
because of the smoke...
"Mkhuluwa, lets get going. Wife is on my case already" - He says and goes back to his
phone. Lamkele looks at me.
"Get Amanda we are leaving" - He orders and walks to where Clarisa is standing with AJ. I
walk to the container with my head constantly turning and watching the three talking. I
can see AJ is mad as hell. He is on fire.
"Tsala let's go" - I say and she follows me without saying a word. I know she is fragile and I
am afraid how much more in shock she would have been if we were sent to a holding cell.
"I have proof Clarisa!!!" - AJ screams as we walk towards the quantum. I guess we are
leaving in it. Lwandile gets up and lets us get in.
"AJ calm down man. Clary? Are you calm?" - she nods. She is also infuriated. "Are you
sure?" - she nods again. "Now listen to me, Never again!!! Do you hear me? Never again
are you using Qhayiya to fight your battles with AJ. I do not care what sort of bond binds
you two, it does not involve Qhayiya! Okay?" -
She swallows hard. I am glad that i am not the only one afraid of him. The man commands
respect just by talking. And right now he is threatning this woman who is in Uniform! Who
threatens a cop?? Amanda is quietly laying her head against the window, looking to the
other side. The drama thats happening outside doesn't seem to excite her.

"AJ, i'll take the girls home. Deal with your wife!!" - 😲 😲He says and walks to us. I
quickly look ahead. He throws all our belongings from the car next to me. Lwandile gets
up and closes the door, occupying the passenger seat infront. Lamkele takes the drivers
seat. He honks the horn very loudly as the cruzer is still blocking us in. One of the cops
runs towards the car and removes it. I watch Clarisa and AJ argue back and forth as they
make their way to the container.
●
He's still pissed. He is quiet and judging by the way he violently changes the gear, I know
that he is a No Go Area. I will not even try to speak. Lwandile keep talking to him and all
he recieves are 'hmmm"s and "oooh's ..
"Lady's are you hungry?" - Lwandile turns around and asks looking at me.
"There's food at home" - Lamkele says before I even attempt to speak. Lwandile looks at
Lamkele briefly before looking at me again. He shrugs his shoulder with a smile and then
jerks his head towards Lamkele's direction. He pulls his face like a child. I smile, trying not
to laugh.
"But i'm hungry Mkhuluwa besides... Asange told me flat out that she aint cooking" -
"You know how to cook Lwa..." -
"I want KFC... side breast, thigh and two drumsticks!!" - He says. Lamkele is irritated to the
maximum but he takes the off ramp into the KFC drive thru.
"Tsala are you okay?" - I ask Amanda. She is awfuly quiet.
"I'm fine. I just want to sleep." - she says looking at me with drained eyes. She takes out
her phone from her Blazer and types. She puts it back and my phone beeps. Lamkele's
eyes meet mine through the rearview. I quickly look at my phone because They are so
fierce, like dagger eyes!!
"Figured it was the wife. I saw her picture in his wallet the other day." -
😲!!! I don't know what to say!! I turn my head to look at her and I catch her wiping a
tear away. I though she was just enjoying the D. When did feelings get involved??
●
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"Amanda? AJ said I should take you to his place..." - Lamkele says looking through the
rearview mirror. Lwandile is is busy trying to find a Thigh from the KFC paper box. He finds
it and then hands me the box. Lamkele looks at him with those dagger eyes. I am even
afraid to accept but I am hungry and KFC smells soooo Good!! 😍

"No Lamar, take me to my flat. I am tired" -

"I wasn't asking you." - He says, looking straight ahead the road. Tjo! Amanda clicks her
tongue before looking out the window again. She refuses the kfc box When I hand it to
her. I place it back on top of the engine.
"Mninawa you'll drop us off at home, then pick me up tomorrow for my car" -
"No prob, what about...?" - He doesn't continue instead they communicate with eyes.
"We'll figure it out tomorrow. In the mean time make sure there's food" -

😲 😲 My mind puts 2 and 2 together and I definately get 22!! I don't want to think
about it, infact let me just stuff my self with this chicken because the thought alone makes
me hungry.
●●
We are here, I must have fallen asleep but its an apartment complex. Judging by the cars
parked here, I can definately guess the monthly rent and the type of people that live here.
There's a massive pool... and a bar insidethis complex. And people are enjoying
themselves. Lamkele turns looks at me.
"Wake her up" - He orders. I nudge Amanda and she immediately wakes up. "We are here
Mandy" - He says getting out of the car. He comes around to open the door for us. I am
taking my friend up...
"Tsala I'm staying with you till he comes... infact you don't have to stay if you don't want
to" - I say, she shakes her head as she separates her bmshopping bags from mine. I pull
her for a hug and whisper... "call me if you wanna leave this place, okay?" - She nods.
The three of us take the elevator. The silence is too loud I can hear my own heart beat.
Yhe elevator opens on the 20th floor... the last floor. It opens up to the apartment lounge!
Ow wow!! He has a lift as a door?? The lights go on...
On a normal day I would be hyped overbthe mastering of this apartment but right now I
will compliment it in my thouhts only.
"You'll be okay?" - I ask again as I put the bag i'm holding on the couch. She nods we hug
again.
"AJmal will be back soon. Everything you might need is available. The kitchen is that side,
bathroom is down the passage on your left..." - Lamkele speaks but I doubt Amanda is
listening.
"Mandy?" - He calls her. She looks at him.
"He'll explain everything. Okay?" - she nods. I am so curious i wish I could just ask.
●●●
I feel bad for leaving Amanda alone in that apartment without knowing when Ajmal might
comeback from his vindictive wife. But we are at Lamkele's house already. The lights are
off. I check the time... 00:15 tjo!
He helps me with the bags as Lwandile assumes his drivers seat.
"Till tomorrow brother. Thanks man" - They shake hands. Its some sort of signature
handshake. Lwandile's eyes travel to me. He quickly lools away. Weird!!
"Ma'am see some other time" - He says before Lamkele closes the door and he drives off.
He opens the gate and walks straight to the door. He doesn't even let me walk im first,
like he usually does. He opens the door and walks straight down the passage. He opens
the door and walks in. I sit on the couch because I have no idea what to do. The man is
pissed! And I don't know what I did!
He comes back and heads to the kitchen. I am still a vegetable on this couch playing with
my fingers. I am not going to talk! Angekhe!!
He opens the fridge... he takes out some items. I see bread on the counter. I hear the
kettle begining to heat. He is quiet! I am quiet!
He's making tea or coffee.. I don't know. He's done. He walks towards me, passes me and
sits on the couch with a mountain of almost 12 slices of Brown bread with Peanut butter
and Jam. I smile to myself as I remember when he made that, on that night he got me
high...But the bum made only for himself. He is not talking! Just silently indulging in his
meal.
"Bhuti?" - My voice is literally shaking. He looks up at me and pauses from chewing. I look
away because I don't know what to say. The silent treatment was just too much. - "can I
have some?" - I'm not hungry but I just want to cut this thick tension.
"I thought you'd be full with all that KFC" - He says taking another two slices and
devouring them. He has a massive appetite. I look down because I have no come back for
that.
"Qhayiya what did I say to you?" - I look up at him. But I quickly look down because his
eyes are piercing through my soul.
"About what Bhuti?" - I ask.
"Did I not tell you not to drink?" -
"But I didn't" - I lie!!
"Why are you lying?" - He stands up, with his voice raised a little!
"I'm sorry" - I say with my eyes shut!! He exhales and sits down again.
"I strictly told you no alcohol! But you chose to defy me... why ?" - He asks. He's no longer
eating. He wants aswers and he wants them now.
"I'm sorry.. I just had a few glasses." - I justify myself looking at him.
"That doesn't answer why you defied me. What if you had an accident? What if it was
someone else who arrested you? Huh? Answer me!" - I can feel my tears slowly coming. I
feel like a teenage girl who was busted, sneaking out or something.
"I don't like that, at all. When i say do or do not do something, I expect you to listen to
me. Is that clear?" - He asks with his eyebrows arched. I nod. "Are you hungry?" - He asks,
I shake my head.
"Lets go to bed. I'm tired" - He says. I get up and walk over to him. I pick up the plate and
cold tea. He hardly touched it. I place the cup in the sink, and the bread in the fridge.
He's undressed and left with his boxers when i enter. I have no sleepwear. I did not plan
to spend the night here. I undress and tell myself that i will sleep with only panties.
"Take a bath first and wash your mouth" - he says before getting into bed and covering
himself. My heart sinks as I stand here and stare at the back of the man I call mine.
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AMANDA SPECIAL .. ..
I have never knew it would be this hard to fall inlove quickly. I admit to the entire
universe that I fell inlove with AJ the moment he protected me from Mandla. Something
about him suddenly invited me in... the weird tingles he caused all over my body just by
looking at me... I know i acted like a whore when I dumped Mandla as soon as AJ came to
the picture but Mandla and I were already gping through a rough patch. We were not
even a real couple because i only knew Omphile of his friends. Some girls at campus once
told me that he is married but when i asked hum he denied it. There were no signs at all to
make me think he was.
And then came Ajmal like some sort of lightning that hit me in the head and made me see
stars. I have never really been unlove... I don't know what it feels like but when I slept
with him, it felt like a passage from being clueless to being inlove. He told me he was
serious about me... he told me that he wanted to make it work and not because Lamar is
with Q but because he felt something the miment he saw me in Strand...
Fastfoward to today!
I am confused. I feel rather hurt and used. We don't know eachother that well but he
should have atleast told me that he was married and that he was serious about using me
and making me his escape Machanism. But no! He just led me on... He said he adored me!
But it was all lies... and now here I am in hjs apartment. I don't know what to do with
myself. I want to cry but the tears are just not coming.
I hear a ping sound as I sit on this couch trying to come to terms with the fact that AJ is
married and the fact that I am attracted to him, so much that I want him.. I want to be
with him.
Our eyes meet as soon as he gets out of the lift. He removes his jacket, walkinh towards
me. He places it on the couch opposite me and then kneels before me. He exhales.
"I'm sorry Mandy" - He says with a sincere tone. "I should have told you about Clarisa" -
"Then why didn't you?" - I ask.
"Its complicated" - He runs his hands over his face.
"Then simplify it for me AJ. You led me on. I let you in my life because i thought i could
trust you. I know I jumped from Mandla to you but that doesn't mean you should treat me
like a whore!!" -
"I am not treating you like a ... like that" - He gets up and pulls the coffee table. He sits on
it and takes my hands in his.
"I was only 22 when Clarisa and i got married. We thought it was love, well i thought it
was love but she soon felt suffocated. She didn't want to convert to islam. I didnt force
her because it was also my choice to convert. I was not raised in an islamic background
but i found out my mother was muslim and the least i could do for her memory was
convert... Amanda I adore you. I enjoy every moment with you and i savour it. Yes Clarisa
and I are still married, we have a son but that does not mean anything. I want you!" -
"Why are you not divorced yet?" - I ask.
"I kept thinking maybe we might find each other... neither of us ever brought it up. She
just moved back to SA with Andre and that was it" - he shrugs his shoulder.
"What about me AJ? I do not want to be used as a pawn in your little game with your
wife.." - I say feeling the lump in my throat growing.
"Tell me... do you want this? This relationship between us to work? To blossom?? Do you
want it?" - I nod.
"Then forget about my wife. She knows her place." - He says and pulls me for a hug. "I
want you Amanda. I am serious!!" - He is no longer talking to me but to himself.
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"Sisi!! Sisi!!" - Nina is vontshozing this bed like its a jumping catsle.
"Nina? Morning" - I say yawning and covering my exposed breasts.
"Kele said I should wake you up before I leave" - she is dressed in uniform. She looks so
beautiful and young. And innocent. .
"Oh and where is he?" -
"He just left with Uncle Lwa... but Aunt Asange is in the kitchen" - she says, walking to my
shopping bags that are on the floor.
"These are nice, can I see them when i come back from school?" - I nod. I am dumbstruck
because i am naked in this bed. Although Lamkele and I didn't do anything, I do not want
her to think we did. She may be aware of the shenanigans that go on in this house but i
will not be so blunt with her and let her know everything. She is still a child. She deserves
to enjoy her adolescent stage. Infact I need to tell him about allowing Nina witness all
these things at such a young age.
"Nina... could you please excuse me?" - she turns and looks at me.
"Oh okay... I wanted to see you before I leave. Bye" - she says with a smile abd walks out.
I quickly get up and look for the dress I bought yesterday. A quick shower, brush my teeth
with the only toothbrush in this bathroom. The same i used last night...
Last night?
My heart sinks as I remember what happened. Lamkele barely touched me throughout
the night. I wanted him to make love to me so bad but he just didn't budge. When i tried
touching him all I got was a "I am tired"
I am clean nd my hair is combed backwards. I seriouly need to put some braids on.
"Morning" - I say. She looks... Wow!
"Morning" - she replies with a massive contagious smile. The breakfast on the table
catches my eye. Its a farm house type of breakfast. From eggs to bacons, french toast,
croissants... you name it.
"I'm Asange.." - she says removing opening the fridge and taking out Juice.
"I'm Qhayiya" - I say. Her beauty if intimidating. She is your typical yellowbone. Beautiful
soft and clear skin. Big eyes and tiny little lips... and her body? One word : HOURGLASS!!
How on earth did Lwandile marry this... this... no man she is not human!
"Gosh you are really beautiful and plain.." - she says walking towards me. She touches my
face. There's a certain glow in her eyes. "You look like..." - she pauses... she removes her
finger from my cheek and clears her throat concentrating back to her breakfast.
"Come join me... the men will be back soon" - she says removing the apron and assuming
a chair on the table. I sit opposite her and help myself to the scrambled eggs.
"You made all this?" - I ask. The table is packed!! She nods.
"But I ordered the croissants from the bakery down the road. I looove their croissants.
Mime always come out burned or undercooked. I gave up a long time ago. Atleast my
muffins are edible. Have some" ' she talks!! A lot!! She is bubbly and just... free!
"So how did you and Bhut Kele meet?" - she asks eaing the backn with her hands. She
doesn't have a manicure. Her nails are spotlessly clean and short... she literaly doesn't
have nails to scratch.
"Aarg long story... he stole my wallet" - she laughs.
"He can be such a child you know..." She says licking her fingers. I hear the gate open and
in walk Lwandile, followed by Lamkele.
"Minxi" - He said kissing her forehead. Sje giggles like a school child. They are so different
and yet they suit each other. I am sure Lwandile decided to wife her in the first few
months that they were together. This woman is a beauty. Forget that she is yellow...
Lamkele sits down next to me and plants a kiss on my cheek. I guess last night's issue is
forgotten. His hand is still bandaged.
"Qhayiya tells me you stole her wallet" - Asange says looking at Lamkele who just smiles
and helps himself with a muffin.
"I did not... I just.. I had to get close to her" - He says.
"Hmmm I see" - she gives him a peculiar look. He returns with his own peculiar look. They
are communicating with eyes. Lwandile knows whats going on, he shakes his head. Then
raises his eyes to look at me. He finds me staring at him and he looks at his food again. I
am done trying to figure out why these people are weird.
●●
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"I spoke to that Destiny fellow" - He says as he removes his shirt. We are in his bedroom.
"Just spoke?" - I ask. He knows what I mean.
"Well after much convincing..." -
"Violent convincing?" - I ask.
"Will you just stop it?" - He snaps! - "you said I shiuld get him off your back ow why are
you questioning my methods?" -
"I am..." -
"Save it!! You said I should fix this... I am, the best way i know how" - He says and walks to
the bathroom. He comes back...
"If you do not lile how I am fixing it, then xo it yourself. Lets see gow far you go" -
"I want to see him..." - I say. He frowns.
"You must be oyt of your damn mind" - He threatens.
"I am serious! I want look him in the eye and ask him..." -
"Ask him what? Qhayiya you do not ask a rapist why they raped you. And you? You are
n0t getting anywhere near him." -
"Are you going to kill him?" - I ask.
"That surely depends on his co-operation" -
"Bhuti I am begging you please..." -
"No Qhayiya!" - He walks into the bathroom. I follow him. I need this. I want this!! Maybe
I'll move on once I face my fears.
He's shaking his head. I push him against the wall. I need to charm and seduce my way
into his heart. He needs to agree.
"Seduction won't work" - He says trying to look away from me. All I am doing is running
my hands on his chest... and kissing it.. leaving lught wet pecks..
"Okay okay!! Fine! Lets go" - he says and pushes me off of him. He may have agreed but
he's not happy about it.
●●
Its an old RDP house in a township. Must be one of Lamkele's. Lwandile drove us here in
his taxi. Asange was left at the house. She said something about watching an omnibus.
Apparently she's a house wife. Lamkele opens. I can feel my heart beating fast against my
chest.. the anxiety getting the better of me. There is no furniture here... its dirty and
dusty. Like ad abandoned house. I follow Lamkele to what seems like a bedroom. It has an
old worn out single bed. On it lays Destiny, he is covered in dry blood and bruises. He is
only in his boxers. There's blanket next to him. His one ankle is chained to the window
above the bed. Its long enough for him to reach the toilet thats just next to this room. Our
eyes meet. He doesn't say a word.
"You wanted to see him... there you go" - Lamke says. "Look at him.. look at the man who
violated you Qhayiya!! Tell him how it feels to be afraid all the time.." - He is more angry
than i am.
I slowly walk towards him. Lamkele pulls me back.
"Do you remember me?" - I ask silently.
He shakes his head. "I have never seen you before until a few weeks ago when i started
lecturing" - He says, his words trembling.
"Why are you lying? Don't you remember this face? Don't you remember biting me all
over my body as you violated me? While Kaizer laughed and cheered you on to conyinue
because it was turning him on?!!! Don't you remember that!!!" -I scream.
"I don't know you I swear!!!" - he screams too crying.
"I don't know you. Even this Kaizer you're talking about!! I swear!!" -
"You're lying!!!" - I scream. Tears streaming down my face. Why is he lying? Why is he
denying it.
"Qhayiya please!! I don't know what you are talking about!! Please let me go. I'll stop... I'll
stop persuing you.. just let me go please" -
"You bastard! You have the nerve to persue my woman!!!" - Lamkele drags him by the
neck. Picking him up against the wall.
Wait...
"Your tattoo? What happened to it? You had a tattoo on your arm... a cross and a gun" -
He frowns ad looks at Lamkele before he looks at me again...
"I.. I have never had a tattoo" -
"You haf better start talking boy or else I might kill you gaster than i planned..." - Lamkele
threatens.
"Where are you from?" - I ask. My anger has subsided. This man is frightened for his life.
He is sincerely begging for his life. He is... scared!
"I... I don't know. I grew up in a home in Grabow. They said my mom left me right after
birth... she took my brother" -

😲 😲 😲 😲 oh my God!!

"What... what do you mean ?" - I ask. Please! Please God. Let it not be true at all.
"I was born a twin... my mom was originally from cape town" -
Jesus Christ!!!
CHAPTER 18
I hate society parties. There is nothing fun to do other than smile and grin at snobs;
holding down senseless conversations about money and stupid jokes. But I am here for
my friend plus I needed to get away from Lamkele for a while. He wasn’t happy that I
forced him to let Destiny go. He wasn’t happy that I forced him to let everything go but he
has to. I almost had him kill an innocent soul. I had him kill? I don’t know why saying that
doesn’t shake me up. Killing is not a big deal to me anymore. Ever since I met Lamkele and
found out that he has no problem getting his hands dirty, I stopped fearing anything. It’s
like he is my own personal brand of kill bill. If I have a problem, he is there to sort it out.
Period! But I miss him… Last night he made love to me so gentle and yet so dominative
that I woke up and I wanted more. The sms’ are back. He sends ‘I miss you’ almost every
15 minutes and I have only been here for only an hour. I have opted to switch off my
phone but I know if I do that I might turn around and find him here, staring at me. That I
am sure of.
“Tsala you made it” –Amanda comes and attacks me with a hug. She is followed by her
step mother. I know her from her pictures. She is not so good looking, compared to
Amanda’s mother. Now that is a woman who is aging gracefully. I greet her politely and
she returns with a smile and a nod.
“Mme, you remember my friend, Qhayiya.” – She says, pronouncing my name with the Q
click. I love how it sounds from her tongue. It’s like she is speaking a foreign language. I
smile at her because I do not want to laugh in her mother’s presence.
“Nice to meet you child… Amanda dear, find your father it’s time for his speech. Excuse
me my dear” – she smiles ad walks away. Tjo! Talk about being bad at hosting.
“Oh Tsala, Banzi is here.” – She says covering her face with her hand.
“Aw but Amanda this Banzi guy is not that bad.” –
“I don’t care. He is just not for me besides I want my AJ.”-
“I thought…” –
“Ah-ah! AJ and I are fine. He will divorce his wife and then we will see where we go.” –
“Tsala no! Please!” - I beg her because I know that this will have bad consequences at the
end. On top of that there is a chid involved.
“To be honest Q I don’t know what I am doing. I know I want AJ in my life but I do not
want to be a stumbling block for him and his wife. I know there is a child and there will
come a time where she will use the child to get to him. That will draw us apart…” – she
exhales deeply and gulps down the glass of champagne in her hand. I am on a juice tip. I
cannot have Lamkele deny me again. Yho! The torture of sleeping aroused when you have
a d* right next to you! I never want to experience it again shame sorry!
“Then you need to talk to him and to be honest Tsala I am happy he took you away from
Mandla but I am not happy that he is married.” - I say.
“I am also not happy my friend but what can I do?” – She shrugs her shoulders and grabs a
glass as the waiter passes us. She places the empty one on the table next to me. “And
you? How’s Barbie?” – She giggles. This bum I call best friend is drunk. I wonder how many
glasses she has been grabbing from waiters. But why is she on a drinking trip?
“Don’t call him that. You will get used and I will have to answer to him.” – We both laugh.
“On a serious note Tsala, we are okay. We are fine, I guess.” –
She frowns and looks at me with a peculiar look. “Then why do I sense some hesitation in
your voice.” –
“I don’t know hey. Lamkele has overwhelmed me so much in such a short space of time.
He has changed my life, literally flipped it around tsala and the pace we are going on, it’s
too fast for me.” –
I don’t even know if I am making sense but that’s how I feel. Lamkele is too… too
adventurous and fearless for me. He doesn’t have a problem with violence, he has
controlling tendencies which I hate but I end up submitting to because he has that respect
command that sort of scares me. I have no idea what he could do if I defied him, like
saying no up to his face. I don’t know and I don’t want to find out, but I am not happy
because this makes him walk all over me. Like this morning, he practically had me change
my outfit because it was ‘too revealing’ and that he wouldn’t have his woman exposing
her thighs in front of old men who do not know what to do with their money. But I will
not tell Amanda this. She needs to see perfection and perfection only.
“Good afternoon Ladies” – This Banzi fellow says as he places his hand on Amanda’s
shoulder. She is so annoyed I am sure she is close to puking.
“Hi” – I say, after what seems to be like a century of awkward silence with Amanda look
as far away as Damasco!
“You must be Qhayiya? Ntate Tsiame cannot stop praising what a wonderful friend you
have been Nthatisi…” – Oh No He didn’t just call her by that name!! The look on her face;
if I was him I would slowly move away. She is mortified.
“Banzi you know what I keep saying about you calling me that.” – She reprimands him. He
scoffs with a chuckle.
“Amanda that is ridiculous. It’s your name, why are you ashamed of it?”- He asks. She is
annoyed and yet judging by the look on her face she is prepared for this brewing
argument about her name.
“I am not ashamed of it. It’s my traditional name and I prefer being called like that at
home. We are in the suburbs now, call me Amanda or shut up!” –
“Jeez girl. Keep your panties on! It’s your name and you should learn to appreciate it.” –
“Oh like you appreciate yours? Gxalaba!!” –
I am trying as much as I can not to laugh but I can help it. It is so funny even the look on
his face is killing me. Who in the world names their child ‘Gxalab’elibanzi?’ I am sure it
takes up the whole ID book. No wonder he prefers Banzi only. That name is outright
ridiculous. No offence.
“Tsamaya!!” – Amanda whispers in dismissal as he walks away with his tail between his
legs. I get why she says he is not her type. I doubt I would be able to call someone who
wears ankle grazer skinny jeans and pointy shoes. That sight is just disturbing especially
with those ashy ankles. Did he not check himself in the mirror before he left? I am not
even going to mention that Mustard blazer with a green shirt… the brother needs the
fashion police, ASAP.
Beep!
That’s my phone. I know it’s him and only him.
“I miss you. When are you coming home?” – I knew it. This man is purely addicted to
either me or he just a control freak that wants to keep me in his presence all the time.
Another one comes in!
“Q, its John… you have four shifts this coming week. Can you make it?” –
Oh yeah! I forgot I was a registered temp at McDonalds. I reply with a thumb and then I
scroll back to Lamkele’s text. “I’m going straight to my flat. I miss it”- I know he’s going to
call. In 5… 4… oh wow, a text instead.
“Okay” – what!! My heart sinks. He is not boiling like I expected him to, like I wanted him
to. I want to call, but what am I going to say. WTF does ‘okay’ mean? I look for Amanda
with my eyes as I contemplate whether to press the dial button or not. I miss him, but I
wanted him to crave and grovel for me and now he sends a lousy ‘okay’ text? WTF is that?
There she is faking grins and smiles with Banzi and an elderly man. That must be his
father. The bum is taking advantage and touching her. He is going to pay dearly for that.
I press the dial button; it rings once and goes to voice mail. What? I try again. Same thing!
I am starting to fume. What is Lamkele doing? What is he doing to me? I charge towards
Amanda and wave from a distance.
“Tsala can I use your phone?” – I ask with my hand already let out. She doesn’t ask why,
I’m sure she can see the distress on my face. She hands it to me after unlocking the
password. I dial Lamkele’s number. I know it by head.
It’s ringing!
“Yes?” –
“B…bhuti?” –I stutter. I cannot distinguish his mood.
“Yes Qhayiya?” – I swallow hard! He just butchered my name. I think I am in trouble.
“Did you get my message?” – What am I asking? Of course he got it. He even replied!
“Yes” – Tjo! All my answers are yes’s! One word answers!
“Oh okay” – I say feeling deflated and my heart swimming in my intestines.
“How’s the party?” – He asks. Okay maybe we are getting somewhere.
“It’s going okay. How’s work?”- I him left with a whole lot of paper work and tax returns.
“Took a break. I’m watching Muvhango!” – I giggle, he doesn’t! – “What time are you
leaving there?” – He asks.
“I don’t know but nothing after 7.” – I say.
“Okay. Call me when you get home.” – He’s gone!!! Amen!
Now I just want to get drunk! And I do that best with tequila or vodka! “Bar man, Blue
Lagoon please in a wine glass” – I order from the mini bar.
“Ma’am we only serve that in shooters” –
“I know that but I want it in a wine glass, full!” – I demand. He swallows hard as he begins
mixing!
*
*
I am home, in my flat. I don’t how long I have been gone from here but it seems like a life
time. My bedroom smells like him. I miss him. “I’m home” – text sent. “Okay” – Sigh! My
heart swims even deeper into my stomach. Is that all he can say? Okay! I am in my PJ’s
with a tub of ice cream and some romantic drama on TV. I am bored. I am lonely. This
whole flat smells like him. I miss him. Sh*t! I shouldn’t have played hard to get. Look
where I am now. Drunk, lonely and horny!
I check the time. It’s some odd minutes after eight. I get into the shower and I shave all
sensitive parts. I blow dry my hair. I really should put on braids; this combing issue is not
on anymore. I go through all my new clothes, from the ones I bought with Amanda to the
one I bought with him. A red sexy satin dress that reveals my back; I can wear that corset
with suspenders and stockings underneath. He had better like it because I spent a fortune
of his money on it. Suddenly I feel naughty. He’s going to get it tonight. He’s going to get it
all. I am going to ride him till his knees break! I smile as I remember him saying that when
AJ and Amanda interrupted us.
I send an Uber request and I wait. I open another bottle of wine just to get me in the
mood. I just hope I do not get drunk. Just one glass! I check the time; the Uber will be here
any minute now. My phone alerts me that it’s here. I grab my wallet and keys and I am
feeling sexy as I walk down these stairs to the Uber across the road.
“374 Anoint Street please.” – I say. I can feel his eyes piercing at me through the rear view
mirror. I know I am smashing but right now, only one man is on my mind, the one I am
about to consensually rape!
*
*
The Uber drives away as I press the doorbell. Thank God the gate wasn’t locked. I wait. I
press the bell again, nothing! I try to open and I find the door unlocked. He must have
fallen asleep. Nina is spending the weekend with their mother, I know he’s alone. I hear
giggles as I place my keys and wallet on the counter. I slowly walk towards the passage.
His bedroom door opens. She comes out in a grey trench coat… calm down Q! She looks at
me. He appears behind her.
“What… uhm?” – I don’t know what to say.
“Hi, I was just leaving. I’m Chwaita…” – she lets out her hand for a shake. I am disgusted
because I can clearly see that she has nothing on under that coat. Tramp!
“Chwaita…” – he calls her, she turns her hand and looks at him. He shakes his head. She
pulls back her hand and looks at me.
“Well I should go…” – she says after a car horn beeps outside, interrupting a rather weird
and awkward moment.
“We’ll talk some other time?” – He nods and she walks away. He follows her and I hear
the gate locking. I am frozen in this passage with my chest heating up and my stomach
rumbling.
“Who was she?” – I ask as soon as he appears. He looks at me and walks past me into the
kitchen. He opens the fridge and takes out a peanut butter tub. He opens it and sticks his
index finger in it. He retrieves it with a massive roll up of peanut butter. He closes it and
puts it back in the fridge. He walks to the bread beam and opens it, taking out a slice of
bread. He closes it again and smears the peanut butter on the bread. He closes the bread
and takes a bite. He’s not looking at me. He is cool calm and f*cken collected!
“Who is she?” – I ask again. I almost called him by name but the fearful little girl in me
awakened. He looks at me.
“She told you her name, didn’t she?” – Jerk!
“What was she doing here?” – I ask with my index finger pointing to the ground. He looks
at me and pauses from chewing. He continues chewing again.
“That’s not important. Why are you here? I thought you wanted to stay at your flat
tonight.” – He says walking past me and into his bedroom. I follow him, feeling the heat
and anger escalating.
“That’s why you were so quick to call that tramp?”- I yell. He looks at me.
“Qhayiya I do not have time for this.” – He says walking towards his study door. He pulls it
closed.
“What do you mean? I came here with a surprise for you but you already got served didn’t
you?” – I am boiling hot! He sits down on the bed and clicks his tongue. My hands are
itching to just land across his face. He looks up at me before concentrating on his tablet.
“What do you want me to say Qhayiya?” –he’s asking me that shit! Who the F does this
man think he is! He is in no position to be cocky! At all!!
“Did you sleep with her?” – I ask, he looks at me and scoffs with a slight smile on his face.
He thinks I am being ridiculous.
“You have already answered yourself. What good will my answer do?” – F*ck!!
“Is this how it’s going to be?” – I ask. He looks at me briefly and then goes back to his
tablet. “Every time I don’t do what pleases you, you are going to look for tramps?” –
“Oh, so there’ll be a next time?” – I frown because I am confused. This Bum is calm as F!
“No Qhayiya I did not sleep with Chwaita! I almost did! Believe me I almost did but all I
saw was you! All I wanted was you but where were you? Acting like a child. I told you I am
serious about you! I told you how I felt but you chose to act like a child. I am way too old
for hide and seek. If I want something I go for it, if that thing doesn’t want me then I let it
be. I will not beg for it to want me. I am not about that life… now I am not saying move in
with me but I am a man and it’s not ideal for me to practice baby making with you under
your own roof… if you want me to marry you before you realise how serious I am then so
be it…” –
He gets up and walks to the door. He pauses with his hand on the handle. “If you want
this… us! You’ll find me in the kitchen stuffing myself with peanut butter.” He walks out,
closing the door behind him. I swallow hard. Tonight I had plans to give it all to him but
instead he gave it to me, on a silver platter. I sit on the bed, trying to come to terms with
the fact that I am tongue tied.
I hear his phone ringing but from afar. It’s ringing in the study. I take off my shoes and
walk to the door. I open the door. And there it is; the black lacy thing! Perfectly laying on
top of the papers, waiting for its owner, looking at me straight in the eye.
I am not mad. No I am fine. All I want is a damn match to burn this motherf*cker down! I
find a lighter in one of these many drawers in this bedroom. I take the small paper bin and
it sparks up. I walk to the kitchen with the bin and I place in on the counter in front of
him.
“I do not care whether you slept with her or not but whatever connection you two have, it
ends now. Because I am here and I want this… I want us! I do not want to compete with
another woman for either your affection or your penis. As from tonight, they belong to
me and me only! Tell me it’s mine…” –
He frowns. He’s confused what I mean. I use my eyes to point at his manhood. He looks at
the direction and then up at me again. “Tell me It’s mine bhuti… all of it!” –
He nods; slowly and then rapidly like he was still deciding. He looks up at me and smiles.
“Come here” –
One again I am a little girl with his arms covering me like a blanket. He smells divine. I can
hear his heart beating, abnormally. “It’s all your Angel. All yours.” – it is these words that
open up a new horizon in my heart. A new passage to allow myself to love this man. I
know for a fact that something went down in that study and I need to get a 100 litres of
disinfectant. I know I should be throwing a tantrum about it but I can’t. Not when his arms
are already comforting me for many more of similar scandals that are to come.
“I love you Bhuti” – I murmur the words of nothing but doom. Here I am, Qhayiya Angela
Langa letting my heart and head lead me astray into the Lion’s den. Suddenly I feel like
Beauty in the arms of the Beast. A beast I am about to love unconditionally!
*
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CHAPTER 18
I hate society parties. There is nothing fun to do other than smile and grin at snobs;
holding down senseless conversations about money and stupid jokes. But I am here for
my friend plus I needed to get away from Lamkele for a while. He wasn’t happy that I
forced him to let Destiny go. He wasn’t happy that I forced him to let everything go but he
has to. I almost had him kill an innocent soul. I had him kill? I don’t know why saying that
doesn’t shake me up. Killing is not a big deal to me anymore. Ever since I met Lamkele and
found out that he has no problem getting his hands dirty, I stopped fearing anything. It’s
like he is my own personal brand of kill bill. If I have a problem, he is there to sort it out.
Period! But I miss him… Last night he made love to me so gentle and yet so dominative
that I woke up and I wanted more. The sms’ are back. He sends ‘I miss you’ almost every
15 minutes and I have only been here for only an hour. I have opted to switch off my
phone but I know if I do that I might turn around and find him here, staring at me. That I
am sure of.
“Tsala you made it” –Amanda comes and attacks me with a hug. She is followed by her
step mother. I know her from her pictures. She is not so good looking, compared to
Amanda’s mother. Now that is a woman who is aging gracefully. I greet her politely and
she returns with a smile and a nod.
“Mme, you remember my friend, Qhayiya.” – She says, pronouncing my name with the Q
click. I love how it sounds from her tongue. It’s like she is speaking a foreign language. I
smile at her because I do not want to laugh in her mother’s presence.
“Nice to meet you child… Amanda dear, find your father it’s time for his speech. Excuse
me my dear” – she smiles ad walks away. Tjo! Talk about being bad at hosting.
“Oh Tsala, Banzi is here.” – She says covering her face with her hand.
“Aw but Amanda this Banzi guy is not that bad.” –
“I don’t care. He is just not for me besides I want my AJ.”-
“I thought…” –
“Ah-ah! AJ and I are fine. He will divorce his wife and then we will see where we go.” –
“Tsala no! Please!” - I beg her because I know that this will have bad consequences at the
end. On top of that there is a chid involved.
“To be honest Q I don’t know what I am doing. I know I want AJ in my life but I do not
want to be a stumbling block for him and his wife. I know there is a child and there will
come a time where she will use the child to get to him. That will draw us apart…” – she
exhales deeply and gulps down the glass of champagne in her hand. I am on a juice tip. I
cannot have Lamkele deny me again. Yho! The torture of sleeping aroused when you have
a d* right next to you! I never want to experience it again shame sorry!
“Then you need to talk to him and to be honest Tsala I am happy he took you away from
Mandla but I am not happy that he is married.” - I say.
“I am also not happy my friend but what can I do?” – She shrugs her shoulders and grabs a
glass as the waiter passes us. She places the empty one on the table next to me. “And
you? How’s Barbie?” – She giggles. This bum I call best friend is drunk. I wonder how many
glasses she has been grabbing from waiters. But why is she on a drinking trip?
“Don’t call him that. You will get used and I will have to answer to him.” – We both laugh.
“On a serious note Tsala, we are okay. We are fine, I guess.” –
She frowns and looks at me with a peculiar look. “Then why do I sense some hesitation in
your voice.” –
“I don’t know hey. Lamkele has overwhelmed me so much in such a short space of time.
He has changed my life, literally flipped it around tsala and the pace we are going on, it’s
too fast for me.” –
I don’t even know if I am making sense but that’s how I feel. Lamkele is too… too
adventurous and fearless for me. He doesn’t have a problem with violence, he has
controlling tendencies which I hate but I end up submitting to because he has that respect
command that sort of scares me. I have no idea what he could do if I defied him, like
saying no up to his face. I don’t know and I don’t want to find out, but I am not happy
because this makes him walk all over me. Like this morning, he practically had me change
my outfit because it was ‘too revealing’ and that he wouldn’t have his woman exposing
her thighs in front of old men who do not know what to do with their money. But I will
not tell Amanda this. She needs to see perfection and perfection only.
“Good afternoon Ladies” – This Banzi fellow says as he places his hand on Amanda’s
shoulder. She is so annoyed I am sure she is close to puking.
“Hi” – I say, after what seems to be like a century of awkward silence with Amanda look
as far away as Damasco!
“You must be Qhayiya? Ntate Tsiame cannot stop praising what a wonderful friend you
have been Nthatisi…” – Oh No He didn’t just call her by that name!! The look on her face;
if I was him I would slowly move away. She is mortified.
“Banzi you know what I keep saying about you calling me that.” – She reprimands him. He
scoffs with a chuckle.
“Amanda that is ridiculous. It’s your name, why are you ashamed of it?”- He asks. She is
annoyed and yet judging by the look on her face she is prepared for this brewing
argument about her name.
“I am not ashamed of it. It’s my traditional name and I prefer being called like that at
home. We are in the suburbs now, call me Amanda or shut up!” –
“Jeez girl. Keep your panties on! It’s your name and you should learn to appreciate it.” –
“Oh like you appreciate yours? Gxalaba!!” –
I am trying as much as I can not to laugh but I can help it. It is so funny even the look on
his face is killing me. Who in the world names their child ‘Gxalab’elibanzi?’ I am sure it
takes up the whole ID book. No wonder he prefers Banzi only. That name is outright
ridiculous. No offence.
“Tsamaya!!” – Amanda whispers in dismissal as he walks away with his tail between his
legs. I get why she says he is not her type. I doubt I would be able to call someone who
wears ankle grazer skinny jeans and pointy shoes. That sight is just disturbing especially
with those ashy ankles. Did he not check himself in the mirror before he left? I am not
even going to mention that Mustard blazer with a green shirt… the brother needs the
fashion police, ASAP.
Beep!
That’s my phone. I know it’s him and only him.
“I miss you. When are you coming home?” – I knew it. This man is purely addicted to
either me or he just a control freak that wants to keep me in his presence all the time.
Another one comes in!
“Q, its John… you have four shifts this coming week. Can you make it?” –
Oh yeah! I forgot I was a registered temp at McDonalds. I reply with a thumb and then I
scroll back to Lamkele’s text. “I’m going straight to my flat. I miss it”- I know he’s going to
call. In 5… 4… oh wow, a text instead.
“Okay” – what!! My heart sinks. He is not boiling like I expected him to, like I wanted him
to. I want to call, but what am I going to say. WTF does ‘okay’ mean? I look for Amanda
with my eyes as I contemplate whether to press the dial button or not. I miss him, but I
wanted him to crave and grovel for me and now he sends a lousy ‘okay’ text? WTF is that?
There she is faking grins and smiles with Banzi and an elderly man. That must be his
father. The bum is taking advantage and touching her. He is going to pay dearly for that.
I press the dial button; it rings once and goes to voice mail. What? I try again. Same thing!
I am starting to fume. What is Lamkele doing? What is he doing to me? I charge towards
Amanda and wave from a distance.
“Tsala can I use your phone?” – I ask with my hand already let out. She doesn’t ask why,
I’m sure she can see the distress on my face. She hands it to me after unlocking the
password. I dial Lamkele’s number. I know it by head.
It’s ringing!
“Yes?” –
“B…bhuti?” –I stutter. I cannot distinguish his mood.
“Yes Qhayiya?” – I swallow hard! He just butchered my name. I think I am in trouble.
“Did you get my message?” – What am I asking? Of course he got it. He even replied!
“Yes” – Tjo! All my answers are yes’s! One word answers!
“Oh okay” – I say feeling deflated and my heart swimming in my intestines.
“How’s the party?” – He asks. Okay maybe we are getting somewhere.
“It’s going okay. How’s work?”- I him left with a whole lot of paper work and tax returns.
“Took a break. I’m watching Muvhango!” – I giggle, he doesn’t! – “What time are you
leaving there?” – He asks.
“I don’t know but nothing after 7.” – I say.
“Okay. Call me when you get home.” – He’s gone!!! Amen!
Now I just want to get drunk! And I do that best with tequila or vodka! “Bar man, Blue
Lagoon please in a wine glass” – I order from the mini bar.
“Ma’am we only serve that in shooters” –
“I know that but I want it in a wine glass, full!” – I demand. He swallows hard as he begins
mixing!
*
*
I am home, in my flat. I don’t how long I have been gone from here but it seems like a life
time. My bedroom smells like him. I miss him. “I’m home” – text sent. “Okay” – Sigh! My
heart swims even deeper into my stomach. Is that all he can say? Okay! I am in my PJ’s
with a tub of ice cream and some romantic drama on TV. I am bored. I am lonely. This
whole flat smells like him. I miss him. Sh*t! I shouldn’t have played hard to get. Look
where I am now. Drunk, lonely and horny!
I check the time. It’s some odd minutes after eight. I get into the shower and I shave all
sensitive parts. I blow dry my hair. I really should put on braids; this combing issue is not
on anymore. I go through all my new clothes, from the ones I bought with Amanda to the
one I bought with him. A red sexy satin dress that reveals my back; I can wear that corset
with suspenders and stockings underneath. He had better like it because I spent a fortune
of his money on it. Suddenly I feel naughty. He’s going to get it tonight. He’s going to get it
all. I am going to ride him till his knees break! I smile as I remember him saying that when
AJ and Amanda interrupted us.
I send an Uber request and I wait. I open another bottle of wine just to get me in the
mood. I just hope I do not get drunk. Just one glass! I check the time; the Uber will be here
any minute now. My phone alerts me that it’s here. I grab my wallet and keys and I am
feeling sexy as I walk down these stairs to the Uber across the road.
“374 Anoint Street please.” – I say. I can feel his eyes piercing at me through the rear view
mirror. I know I am smashing but right now, only one man is on my mind, the one I am
about to consensually rape!
*
*
The Uber drives away as I press the doorbell. Thank God the gate wasn’t locked. I wait. I
press the bell again, nothing! I try to open and I find the door unlocked. He must have
fallen asleep. Nina is spending the weekend with their mother, I know he’s alone. I hear
giggles as I place my keys and wallet on the counter. I slowly walk towards the passage.
His bedroom door opens. She comes out in a grey trench coat… calm down Q! She looks at
me. He appears behind her.
“What… uhm?” – I don’t know what to say.
“Hi, I was just leaving. I’m Chwaita…” – she lets out her hand for a shake. I am disgusted
because I can clearly see that she has nothing on under that coat. Tramp!
“Chwaita…” – he calls her, she turns her hand and looks at him. He shakes his head. She
pulls back her hand and looks at me.
“Well I should go…” – she says after a car horn beeps outside, interrupting a rather weird
and awkward moment.
“We’ll talk some other time?” – He nods and she walks away. He follows her and I hear
the gate locking. I am frozen in this passage with my chest heating up and my stomach
rumbling.
“Who was she?” – I ask as soon as he appears. He looks at me and walks past me into the
kitchen. He opens the fridge and takes out a peanut butter tub. He opens it and sticks his
index finger in it. He retrieves it with a massive roll up of peanut butter. He closes it and
puts it back in the fridge. He walks to the bread beam and opens it, taking out a slice of
bread. He closes it again and smears the peanut butter on the bread. He closes the bread
and takes a bite. He’s not looking at me. He is cool calm and f*cken collected!
“Who is she?” – I ask again. I almost called him by name but the fearful little girl in me
awakened. He looks at me.
“She told you her name, didn’t she?” – Jerk!
“What was she doing here?” – I ask with my index finger pointing to the ground. He looks
at me and pauses from chewing. He continues chewing again.
“That’s not important. Why are you here? I thought you wanted to stay at your flat
tonight.” – He says walking past me and into his bedroom. I follow him, feeling the heat
and anger escalating.
“That’s why you were so quick to call that tramp?”- I yell. He looks at me.
“Qhayiya I do not have time for this.” – He says walking towards his study door. He pulls it
closed.
“What do you mean? I came here with a surprise for you but you already got served didn’t
you?” – I am boiling hot! He sits down on the bed and clicks his tongue. My hands are
itching to just land across his face. He looks up at me before concentrating on his tablet.
“What do you want me to say Qhayiya?” –he’s asking me that shit! Who the F does this
man think he is! He is in no position to be cocky! At all!!
“Did you sleep with her?” – I ask, he looks at me and scoffs with a slight smile on his face.
He thinks I am being ridiculous.
“You have already answered yourself. What good will my answer do?” – F*ck!!
“Is this how it’s going to be?” – I ask. He looks at me briefly and then goes back to his
tablet. “Every time I don’t do what pleases you, you are going to look for tramps?” –
“Oh, so there’ll be a next time?” – I frown because I am confused. This Bum is calm as F!
“No Qhayiya I did not sleep with Chwaita! I almost did! Believe me I almost did but all I
saw was you! All I wanted was you but where were you? Acting like a child. I told you I am
serious about you! I told you how I felt but you chose to act like a child. I am way too old
for hide and seek. If I want something I go for it, if that thing doesn’t want me then I let it
be. I will not beg for it to want me. I am not about that life… now I am not saying move in
with me but I am a man and it’s not ideal for me to practice baby making with you under
your own roof… if you want me to marry you before you realise how serious I am then so
be it…” –
He gets up and walks to the door. He pauses with his hand on the handle. “If you want
this… us! You’ll find me in the kitchen stuffing myself with peanut butter.” He walks out,
closing the door behind him. I swallow hard. Tonight I had plans to give it all to him but
instead he gave it to me, on a silver platter. I sit on the bed, trying to come to terms with
the fact that I am tongue tied.
I hear his phone ringing but from afar. It’s ringing in the study. I take off my shoes and
walk to the door. I open the door. And there it is; the black lacy thing! Perfectly laying on
top of the papers, waiting for its owner, looking at me straight in the eye.
I am not mad. No I am fine. All I want is a damn match to burn this motherf*cker down! I
find a lighter in one of these many drawers in this bedroom. I take the small paper bin and
it sparks up. I walk to the kitchen with the bin and I place in on the counter in front of
him.
“I do not care whether you slept with her or not but whatever connection you two have, it
ends now. Because I am here and I want this… I want us! I do not want to compete with
another woman for either your affection or your penis. As from tonight, they belong to
me and me only! Tell me it’s mine…” –
He frowns. He’s confused what I mean. I use my eyes to point at his manhood. He looks at
the direction and then up at me again. “Tell me It’s mine bhuti… all of it!” –
He nods; slowly and then rapidly like he was still deciding. He looks up at me and smiles.
“Come here” –
One again I am a little girl with his arms covering me like a blanket. He smells divine. I can
hear his heart beating, abnormally. “It’s all your Angel. All yours.” – it is these words that
open up a new horizon in my heart. A new passage to allow myself to love this man. I
know for a fact that something went down in that study and I need to get a 100 litres of
disinfectant. I know I should be throwing a tantrum about it but I can’t. Not when his arms
are already comforting me for many more of similar scandals that are to come.
“I love you Bhuti” – I murmur the words of nothing but doom. Here I am, Qhayiya Angela
Langa letting my heart and head lead me astray into the Lion’s den. Suddenly I feel like
Beauty in the arms of the Beast. A beast I am about to love unconditionally!
*
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CHAPTER 19
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"Do you know what today is?" - I ask him. He's laying on top of my lap as I read a chapter
of my favourite book series. I close it with the separater as I finish yet another chapter.
Today is calm and sunny and so we found ourself at the park near his place. It's beautiful,
with the Lake and everything. And it seems like its a norm in this area for poeple to just
decide that it's sunny and so they will braai at the park.
"What?" - He asks raising his eyes at me.
"A year ago, today you stole my keys and wallet.." - He's laughing before I can finish.
"You are never going to forgive me for that are you?" - He's still laughing. I shake my head
and pout. "Even after I gave it to you?" -
"Gave it to me? Gave what to me?" - I ask. He raises himself up and touches himself down
there."This?" - He says with a naughty smile. He is aroused. It's poking through His pants
and I am afraid it might be suffocating in there...
"I miss you and I want you" - He says whispering in my ear and nibbling... My body is
about to decieve me. "You had me this morning" - I say trying as much as I can to control
myself. I have become addicted to him and his game... he spends most of his time at my
flat, even though he once said it is not ideal for us to practice baby making under my roof,
I think he was just trying to act like an adult. My fridge has been filled with Whiskey,
Heineken and bottled water because he is always there. Apparently Nina lives with the
Live-in helper thats why he never worries when he spends the night at my place. He's a
crazy Reggae fan. His phone is full of Lucky dube and Jah, whoever that is.. he is always
playing some reggae when we are in his car. The polo is gone... He said something about
getting something bigger and better.
"Lets go play" - He say continuing to nibble my ears. "I really miss you... we miss you!!" -
He emphasises. I can't help but laugh. His phone beeps,I am saved!!! I make a little prayer.
I can't have him grind me once more. I had enough of that marathon this morning.
Although I wouldn't mind because i think I am also aroused, my body is tired... Literally! I
doubt it can take any more orgasms that this man dishes out. He clears his throat and
looks at me before answering it.
"Uh. Yes? ... okay!" - He's quiet. He's waiting. He looks at me. He's tense, even his hand
has turned cold. "Hi" - He says and gets up, walking towards the mini bridge over the
lake.
I guess I am not supposed to hear that conversation. He comes back looking like he just
had an intense conversation.
"Everything okay?" - I ask.
"Yeah, comes lets go" - He says and helps me up. The walk to his house is quiet. He keeps
picking up stones and throwing them in the air. I don't know what to do or say. I mean
Not anymore. I used to talk! A lot! But now I reserve all my thoughts...
He opens the gate and lets me walk in first. He is frowning at the car that's parked infront
of the house. The liscence plate says GP. He walks up to me with a frown upon his face
still, we both walk inside the house. He is more alarmed by the laughter we walk into.
"Athi?" - He says. Maigot!!!! This Athi fellow is Blaziiiiing!! Nina gets up walks away. She is
so anti-social. Always on that iPhone. I don't even own an iPhone.
"Ta Lam, howzit?" - They share a bro hug. Our eyes meet and I cannot help but squirm and
quickly look away.
"When did you get here man?" - Lamkele asks as we settle on the couches. I squeeze next
to Lamkele who seems alarmed yet happy at the same time. I am just quiet looking at
Lamkele and Athi smiling at each other like little kids even though I can sense the tension
between them.
"Just arrived man. In town for the weekend." - He says, his eyes cannot stop travelling to
me and when they meet with mine he quickly looks at Lamkele. Its making me
uncomfortably hot.
"Its been a long time man..." - Lamkele says.
Okay!! I need to get out of here.. I cant take this man staring at me like I am something to
eat.
"Baby? Something to drink?" - I ask staring at Lamkele. He turns and looks at This Athi
person.
"Bro, this is Madam, her name is Qhayiya..." - He says with a sparkle in his eyes and the
gaze at me is long, with a smile. Its genuine! I can feel it.
"Ooh this is the Madam Q that Ma was talking about?, the one that can't coo...." -
Lamkele pinches him and he quickly shuts up. He looks at me and smiles. "Nice to meet
you Q, you dont mind me calling you Q right?" - His eyes pierce right through my heart. I
nod quickly and rush to the kitchen. I don't care whether they want it or not, I'll serve
them juice. I have upgraded from serving people with just a glass by hand to serving them
with a tray. All thanks to Asange who has been unIntentionally teaching me to be a wife. I
have literally observed everything she does when we are together and I must say, she
thoroughly knows everything.
Athi's eyes attack me again as soon as i appear. Why does he keep doing that.? Its making
me uncomfortable really. The way he looks at me, its like confusion yet Lust... I swear i
feel like he is undressing me just by looking at me.
"I hear you are graduating next week?" - He asks, looking at me before taking a sip of the
juice. Lamkele hates juice, especially Guava but he buys it for Nina and I.
"Yes..." - I say looking at Lamkele briefly. He's concentrated on his phone and so I am
alone in this conversation with this man who looks scrumptious enough to eat.
"Nice. I remember when I graduated my father was the happiest man on earth its a pity
Sqhamo wasn't there..." - Lamkele coughs like something suddenly suffocated him. "You
okay brother?" - Athi asks and he nods still banging on his chest.
"I'll get you some water!" - I say as I rush to the kitchen. I can still hear him coughing. I
bring him bottled water. He takes a few sips and exhaleS repeatedly.
"Thanks baby" - He manages to say. Not once and i mean not once did Athi move from his
seat or even show concern other than that lousy 'You okay man' - Even that was said with
no emotion at all. I look at him... he looks at me too and smiles.
"He'll be fine, don't worry" - He says and finishes off his juuce. He places the glass on the
tray. Lamkele looks at him...
"Tennis? As always?" - He has a huge grin on his face. Athi nods with a smirk written on
his face. Are these men going to play tennis?? This grandpa of mine almost choked to
death, now he wants to play tennis??
They both get up simultaneously with Lamkele heading to the bedroom and Athi heading
out to his car. I follow Lamkele.
"Whats going on?" - I ask folding my arms
"What?" - He asks as he undresses with his tennis gear already on top of the bed. I walk
upclose to him. A lot has changed in the past year. Atleast now I can look him in the eye
and talk to him. Atleast I can put my foot down and say No, well to a few things that he
tries to dictate.. such as my wardrobe. We still bicker a lot about my love for redwine and
the fact that I still buy it in bulk... I had to quit my Temp Job at MacDonalds because he
just wouldn't have his 'woman' serving men on a daily basis. He just wouldn't risk it. I help
him from time to time with his work. Mostly when he is showing a house. He says My
Marketting expertise are
Top notch. He's not lying. I have already sold two of his houses!
"You and Athi...there's tension" - I say trying to find his eyes but he is avoiding me by all
means.
"Bhuti?" -
"Huh?" - He removes his pants and puts on shorts.
"So there is something?" - I say.
"Qhayiya let it go!" - He says, giving me a warning eye. I am not one to dig up and
investigate. I know what goes around comes around and when the times comes.. I will
find out whats going on.
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I am watching an intense game between two grown men and a green tennis ball. These
two are not playing for fun, these two are having a conversation and I suddenly feel sorry
for that ball. None of them have taken their eyes off it. The score is still zero zero and they
have been at it for almost 15 minutes. They are both sweaty.... sexy and just hmmmm I
feel some sort of moist inbetween my legs just looking at them... No! At him.. My man.
I am sitting outside the tennis court at a distance with this book infront of me. But I
cannot read it. I am still watching these men. This conversation between them is intense.
You can just see the way Lamkele hits the ball so hard that when Athi hits it too its flies
acrossbthe net with Lamkele already aimed and ready to hit it back to Athi. The score is
now 2 to Athi and 1 Lamkele. It is now 45 minutes since they started.
They have stopped. They are both panting and breathing heavily. They are getting close to
each other, still talking. I did say the conversation was intense and it definitely has
something to do with the Reaction and vibe i picked up earlier when we arrived to find
Athi in the lounge.
Oh no!! They are fighting.
"Lamkele!!!!" - I am rushing to them. Athi is now on top of Lamkele beating him for dear
life. I know Lamkele is stronger and i know if he wanted to he would beat the crap out of
Athi but now he's just letting him vent out.
"What are you two doing!!!" - I scream. Standing inbetween them. Athi's nose is bleeding
and yet he's the one who threw the most blows.
They attempt to go at it again.. I manage to push Athi with both my hands on his chest.
Jizaaasi!! I am not washing ny hands ever again!! Those dark manboobs with even darker
nipples... With a six pack and his beatiful umbilical button!! Haaaaallelujah!!!
I blink quickly as Lamkele screaming my name brings me back to life. Athi is staring at me..
I am too.
"Are you happy now? Did you get all your anger out? How long are you going to hate me
for it!!" - Lamkele screams trying to get closer but I block him.
"Fuck You man!! Fuck you!!!" - Athi says walking away.
"Yeah run like you always do" - Lamkele sayz. He's angry. He's boiling! He's infuriated!!
"What the hell was that??" - I ask as I follow him. He doesn't answer, instead he walks
away too. The house is just a street away. Athi has long turned the corner. Gosh I hope
they don't fight in the house again.
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"Here" - I hand him ice in a cloth as he flinches trying to feel how bad his swollen jaw is.
He looks at me before taking it. Lamkele is in the shower. He utterley refused to tell me
what the racket was about and I shall ask no more. The last thing I need is him biting my
head off. I know him and his short fuse.
"I'm not going to ask why you two almost killed each other but whatever it was... fix it!" -
I say before opening the fridge. It's thursday and I feel like some beef stew. I am pleased
to say my cooking skills have gotten better... thanks to Asange (unknowingly) teaching me
and the food channel and a dozen cookbooks.
"We'll be fine.. this has been going on way before you" - He says nursing his swollen face. I
would help him but the Warthorg I call my Man is in the other room and I'd hate for
another fight to breakout.. knowing fully well how Possesive he is.
I take out the frozen beef and put it inside a bowl with water. I check the time.. its just
after 2_ Hopefully by 5 it would have defrosted.
"Its been going on? What do you mean?" - I ask boiling some water for the rice.
"Aarg since growing up we always quarreled... but the final straw was with Sqhamo..." -
He tucks in his lips.. like he wasn't supposed to mention that name. I raise my hands up in
surrender... "I'm not even going ask..." - I say and we both giggle. He looks at me... no he
stares!! I quickly turn around and face the fridge as I feel his eyes pierce through my soul
and undressing me at the same time.
I clear my throat. "So tell me about you and lamkele" - I say avoiding eye contact. I am
peeling the potatoes with my trembling hands. I don't know why his presence is suddenly
making me anxious like he would just walk up to me and Rip my clothes apart...
Aaah!!! I flinch in pain as the knife cuts through my skin and the blood oozes a second
later. He springs up on his feet and I feel him close to me in just a flash. His hands on
mine...
"Let me see..." - He says with so much care and concern... he pulls me towards the sink. I
am like a little girl letting him pull me. He opens the tap and the water runs through both
our hands. My mouth is gaped and my eyes are fixed on him.. he has beautiful skin and
nice little ears... He has an infinity tattoo behind his left ear.
"The devil is truly testing my patience..." - I quickly turn around to meet with Lamkele's
eyes of Rage. He is about to go all Rambo on someone.
"I cut my finger... He..he was... just...just helping me rinse off the...the blood and...and..."
- Fuck!!! I am stuttering and suddenly sweating. Athi is calm as fuck! He moves away from
Me and opens the fridge taking out one of Lamkele's Heineken Cans.
"Chill bro she cut her finger..." - He says before opening it and taking a long thirst
quenching sip. Lamkele is still staring at him. I do not kbow what sort of power is
restraining him from jumping over this counter and killing Athi with his bare hands... but
Im thankful for it.
"I'll go get a plaster..." - I say walking past Athi. I let out a slight gasp of fright and yet
arousal as his breath reaches the nape of my neck as I pass him.
"The fuck? Dude!!" - I hear one of them whisper!
"Chill will you..." - Another one says. Its Athi. He's not whispering like Lamkele.
"You're walking on really thin ice... go take a shower you stink" - I hear Athi laughing...
sort of a devilish laughter. Their relationship is f*cken weird!!
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It's friday morning. I woke up to a text from amanda saying she just arrived from KZN with
AJ. Yep they still together... as weird as their relationship is... AJ finally divorced his
Tomboy of a wife after a very difficult time. There were times Amanda wanted to give it
all up, pack her bags and just go home but AJ would beg her and plead with her to stay
and be strong for the both of them. Indeed perseverance has sweet results.. here they are
happy and travelling SA together. With AJ volonteering and taking contracts from all over
SA; they never stay in one place for more that three months. Amanda enjoys all that
attention because all she has to do is stay home and care for her sexy Muslim. Apparently
she has met his Mom and she says she is not a very nice lady. Reminds me of my very own
"Mamazala".
Lamkele's mother still scares me to death. Even though we hold a decent conversation
whenever Lamkele and I visit her. She even complimented me one time and said my
wifely skills had gotten better along with my cooking. That was after she had me buy a
Live chicken and told me to prepare it. She had left me to go to a prayer meeting with
some stockvel ladies... after two hours of being scared and chasing the bird I managed to
catch it and slit its throat. Now the part of cutting it into pieces came... Luckily the cleaner
was around i begged her to teach me and 3 hours later I had cooked a softer version of my
stiff pap and Slaughtered chicken. Like i said_ My mother inlaw still scares me.. but she
loves me.. that i know. No week ends without her calling Lamkele and asking about me. I
figure she got used to the idea of me being with her son. I still remember her words when
we first met.. "He trusts you that much..." ' Even though i dont know what that means.
But I think whatever she meant is the reason she let loose and let me be in her son's life.
Lameke hasn't met any member of my family. Even though my mother knows that he
exists. I always tell her that the time to meet him will come soon. Well thats because he
always hints that the time he wants to meet my parents is when he is there on official
business. I have given up on trying to understand his hints of marrying me. I fear one day
he would just wake up and demand my father's address.
"Lets party tonight... just me and you, no men" - So says Amanda's text. As if she knew
how much i have missed her and some viby club. I haven't been to a club without lamkele
in a very long time. Whenever we go_ Its always just me and him and some of his clients.
He lets me get drunk and when I begin to pass out we go home. There's no fun really in
that.
"I'm in" - I send the text and get out of bed. The time was 7am when I felt Lamkele swiftly
get off the bed in his birthday suit. Last night he made love to me differently... he was
intense! I could feel him grabbing on to my skin painfully. I had long stopped enjoying the
pleaaure he gave me inbetween my legs. I had only just laid there listening to him groan
and cry in pleasure of releasing himself inside of me. I didn't ask whats wrong.. I just let
him lie his head on my chest until he eventually fell asleep. Only then did I get up at 3am
to clean myself up and thats when I saw the bruises... on my thighs, my wrist and arms..
even my neck!
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"Are you okay?" - He asks. I nod even though I am lying. Lamkele is nowhere insight.
"He's been gone since morning" - He says concentrating back on his cellphone. I hear the
car outside and My eyes cannot wait to behold the site of the man I call mine. The door
opens and he walks in... I can tell judging by the lifeless expression on his face that he is
not in a good place. He is dressed in a black suit and black shiny shoes. With a crispy white
shirt but no tie. The sight does things to me that make me want to rip it off and have him
for breakfast... but now is not the time. All I need to do is offer him food and let him sulk
all he needs. I am worried about him though...
"You went to Holy Oak?" - Athi asks. He nods and walks away. No kiss No Hi... I swallow
the lump that threatens to suffocate my throat even though it doesn't stop the tears from
forming in my eyes. "I passed by yesterday when I arrived" - Athi says, Lamkele pauses
briefly and looks at him before walking away again. I don't know where or what Holy Oak
is.. All I know is that I need to feed my man.
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"Thank you for eating" - I say as I take the tray with the empty plate and Glass of Creme
Soda. He prefers it more than juice. I would have given him some beer but its still
morning. He's been in this study since he came back from "Holy Oak" ... Burying himself in
paperwork.
He looks at me and sighs, getting up from his chair and coming around to me. I can feel
the lump creeping up again. I can feel my stomach churning and turning. And So do i feel
the tears coming. This moment is too intense.. too sombre and sad for me. How did we
get here?
He takes the tray and places it back on the desk, taking my hands in his. His one hands
makes its way to my neck. I have managed to cover up the bruises on my neck with
makeup and the ones on my arms with a long sleeved top. He frowns yet with a
remorseful expression on his face. "How badly are you hurt?" - He manages to ask after
numerous failed attempts to actually speak. I place my hand on my neck trying to hide the
bruise from its inflictor.
"No nana... look" - He says grabbing my arm and pushing up the sleeve revealing one of
the many bruises he inflicted on me last night... He exhales with a tremble.
"I'm sorry" - He says and pulls me into his chest for a hug. I have no words to say to
comfort him or even accept this apology.
"Are you okay now? I mean after releasing it all? Are you okay?" - I ask. He nods looking
into my eyes as if trying to find something.
"Good. I love you! You know that and if this is how you want me to help you get over
whatever troubles your soul then so be it... I'd prefer it than physical abuse or silent
treatment. I love you" -
This comes from the heart, the body and the soul. Lamkele Khangela is tattooed in my
heart. uMbathane wam.. 😍 Until today I have not realised that I am more afraid of
loosing him than I am afraid of him hurting me.
. My words are sealed with a righteous kiss that travels not only on my lips but throughout
my body causing some sort of frenzy to begin... His teeth bite on my lip and I can taste my
own blood but that doesn't stop him from devouring me with the kiss of a lifetime.
He pulls away and looks at me once again as if searching for something.
"Marry Me Q" -
He begs... I swallow hard before I nod with my tears communicating what my mouth
cannot in this moment of truth.

CHAPTER 20
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"Lamkele told me about his proposal" - She says as I place the tray with two cups of
steamy water and coffee utensils on the table infront of her. She is knitting and also
listening to a live dvd of Lusanda Spritual group.
"Oh?" - I say, unsure what to really say. I was even shocked when she called me last night
telling me to see her as early as I could today. Thankfully Amanda cancelled on me
otherwise I would be sitting here before her, hungover.
"Do you remember the day you came in here crying for help because Lamkele was once
again on his death bed?" - I nod. She places the knitting things on her lap and slowly
prepares her coffee. She is quiet. So am I. This conversation I am patient and yet anxious
for.
"I knew you were the one Qhayiya. He knew he had already made the decision to make
you his wife. He trusted you that much to show you that one side of his that is dangerous,
that one side of his that forces me to be a doctor countless times. Mntanam Lamkele is my
son... he has done things I as his mother am not proud of but he is my son and I love him. I
repeat... I knew he had already made his decision about you the moment I saw the
distress on your face when you brought him. I have never met any of his girlfriends
because he always told me that the day he brings a woman here it would be a wife... Even
Jen, I thought she would last but.." - She shrugs her shoulders before taking a sip of her
coffee after stirring it for eternity. I know about Jen. Lamkele just told me that they had a
a thing but it didnt last.
"What I am saying Qhayiya is that my son loves you... I need to be sure that I am handing
him over to you on a silver platter and that your arms are strong enough to hold and care
for him." -
Wait.. who's marrying who here?? This is not the first time this woman makes me feel like
Im the husbnd here! Nonetheless I nod without thinking Twice. I love Mbathane... He is
mine!
"Good! Tell me are you using contraceptives?" - She asks. My eyes pop along with my
heart. I shake my head, swallowing hard.
"I have never used them before..." - I say.
"Oh I thought you are... I need granchildren you know. A year is too long for you not to
have a bun in the oven already. I'm getting old Qhayiya. I need to atleast see one of my
grandchildren before I leave the face of this earth." -
"Mama please don't talk lile that" - I beg moving from my seat to sitting next to her.
"Give me grandchildren Qhayiya. As Many as you can!!" - She pleads.
"Its not only up to me mama" - I say.
"A woman always knows Qhayiya!" - She says. I don't know what she means but I nod
still.
"I spoke to my younger brother. He'll be here next weekend to prepare everything.." - I
nod. - "I suggest you speak to your parents child. It is long over due I also want to meet
them" - I nod again.
"Yes Ma" - I say.
"Don't cry child... Marriage is a wonderful thing. All you need is Love, Patience and God!!
And don't put no man before him... he is a jealous God! If the time comes and if it needs
be then give the knee its food... Pray child!" - she says putting her wrinkled hands on
mine. A tear falls from my eye and lands on her hand.
"Open that drawer" - She says pointing in the drawer below the TV stand. I do as i am told
and I meet with a vintage wooden box. I pick it up and sit next to her again with it on my
lap. She reaches inside her chest and takes out a necklace with a key hanging. She
removes it from her neck and hands it to me.
"Whenever you need guidance turn to this box... all your answers... your strength... your
Faith... turn to this box!" - She says. I want to open it but first I attack her with a hug and
tears uncontrollably streaming down my face.
"Open it" - She says when I finally pull away wiping away my tears and mucus. I do. It's a
bible with a brown leather cover. One of the oldest versions I know. 1969 is scribbled with
a faded blue pen on the bottom corner.
"Sabelo's mother, thats Lamkele's father , gave it to me on my wedding day... she gave me
the strength to persevere through hard times in my marriage but my husband soon
becamed consumed and obsessed with just money and making appearances... eventually
we parted but him and i are still married by law. Even the bible says Man shall not divorce
his wife unless she has commited adultery... yeah something like that" - we both giggle as
she dismisses it with her hand in mid air. She takes a sip one more time and then looks at
me after placing the cup down.
"I wish you and my son the best of marriage. I am not wishing you a fairytale or happy
ending but i wish you both strength and strong will. Okay?" - I nOd, tears once again
playing slide down my cheeks. She has not once shed a tear in this moment of Spiritual
therapy.
"Anytime you want to talk or cry... my door is open and my shoulders are still strong and
bold enough for one more head" - I giggle inbetween my sniffs and snobs.
"Thank you mama. I don't know what to say" -
"No. You don't have to say anything. It is not only my duty as a mother but it is because I
have loved my son all his life and now finally I can replace him with his other half. . . He
hasn't married you only for him but for me too." -
This woman Mara!!
"Now stop being a baby and cook for me before you leave." - Tjo Mamazal from hell is
back!! I giggle as I take the tray and head to the kitchen to cook for her before I leave.
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I haven't told anyone about the sudden change of title; from girlfriend to fiancee. I still
need to get the hang of it myself. I am glad there is no ring, it would be the greatest
announcement and I would be annoyed having to show everyone ny hand and hearing
them compliment me left right and centre!! Mbathane did it just perfectly; Proposing
privately with just his mouth, eyes and body.
"I missed you" - He says as soon as I get out of the car and he welcomes me with a warm
embrace. A soft kiss follows with his hand caressing my face. He slowly pulls away and
looks at me. "Your nose is blocked... were you crying?" - I smile and nod. "Mom? I hope
she didn't offend you" - He says. We are still in each other's arms infront of the house with
the car door still open. I shake my head preparing to speak. But Asange interrupts...
"Aaaaaah Congratulations!!!!!" - She comes out screaming and running towards us with
her arms wide open for a hug. I don't know how she can run in those shoes. She pushes
Lamkele away from me playfully and attacks me with a hug.
"Congratulations giiiiirl!! Whooo Finally I won't be the only one that is not from that
witchcraft infested village!! Aaaaaah let me see let me seee!!" - she grabs my left hand
with an eager smile which soon fades when she finds it empty with only red nailpolish on
my nails.
"Where's the ring?" - she asks looking at me. "Was it too big? Did you take it back?" -
Bathong!!! Asange can talk tjo!!
"There is no ring" - I say closing the door and opening the back seat taking out my present.
"What do you mean there is no ring?" - She asks emphasiZing "No Ring" _
"Asa... there is no ring. Bhuti didn't buy it" - I say closing the door. She looks at him with
her jaw dropped.
"You too?" - She says with her hands on her waist. Lamkele smiles shrugging his
shoulders.
"No man!! I thought you had some romance in you... You're just like Ndile" -
"What? Romance is for Romans from Rome. My brother and i believe in Lobola and taking
the woman to your mother thats all!" - He says walking away .I gather she also didn't get a
ring when Lwandile proposed.
"That just bull... Qhayiya you need to demand a ring. Who's going to take you seriously
without one" -
"Asange don't put ideas in Qhayiya's head." -
They are now arguing back and forth with Asange not backing down and blaming it on
their barbaric ancient traditional thick heads that they don't see a diamond ring as a
symbol of planning to marry a woman.
"So have you told your family?" - she asks finally giving up in Lamkele who just won't
budge and give in to agreeing into buying me an engagement ring.
"No. I was thinking of going home tomorrow and tell my mother" - I say stealing a Glance
at Lamkele who is sitting on the couch going through some letters. He looks at me and
smiles before going back to his letters.
"Well we should have a braai.. my place next weekend. Ndile and I have some news" - She
says wih so much excitement. I wouldn't be surprised if she said she is pregnant. Lately
she has been glowing and has also put on some weight.
"Mama said something about Uncle Sdumo coming to town..." - Lamkele intercepts
walking towards us with a certain letter in his hand. He is frowning as he analyses it.
"Oh yeah but I'm sure we can make it some sort of gathering" - Asange is not backing
down. She is over excited.
"Yeah yeah" - Lamkele says walking down the passage with the letter his only
concentration.
"So!! Tell me how did he do it... did he go on one knee? Did he say the four magic words?
Come on giiirl! Share!!" -
"Well it was quite intense... he just kissed me, looked me in the eyes and said 'marry me
Q'..." - She is mortified!! The look on her face is priceless.
"What is wrong with these men!!! Do you know what Lwandile did??" - I shake my head. -
"The bum I call my husband left me here in Cape Town and he went to PE with two of his
uncles and they bombarded my parents with a marriage proposal... I recieved a call from
my dad threatening to kill Lwandile because he was camping outside our house_ What
happened to romance??" -
I am in stitches as i listen to her Ramble on and on about her husband being unRomantic
and stuff.
"Hey can you tell me about Athi..." - Her eyes pop. She looks at me like I have just taken a
bite from forbidden fruit. She checks the coast down the passage before pulling me out to
front door.
"If you don't want Lamkele to kill you and Athi... Stay away from him! He's a rotten
apple"-
"What do you mean?" - I ask.
"Lets just say I'd keep my distance if I were you" - She says before checking the coast
again.
"Asange you are not beung specific" -
"And I will not. I already said too much!! Qhayiya if you value your life and your love for
Lamkele then stay away from Athi. I'm not saying avoid him, how can you avoid such
heaven when you live under the same roof..." - She exhales with her hand on her chest,
rolling her eyes as if the life out of her just drained in pleasure.
"I'm saying don't get close to him... he's bad news" -
"Okay fine.... are they brothers? What are they?" -
"Well everybody thought he was a blood brother just like Lwandile and lamkele.. you
know.. fathers being brothers but it turns out that Athi's mother was already pregnant
when she got married to one of the Brothers and so it only got out when Athi had to go to
initiation school..." -
"So he's not family?" - I ask.
"By blood... but His step daddy loved him like his own. He even sent him to school and
stuff. I think it was because he loved his wife more and so when she died she begged for
forgiveness and pleading for him to take care of Athi..." -
"Tjo... You are surely clued up on these things" - I says clapping my hands to this new
discovery.
"girl I was only 19 when I got married. 10 years ago... I'm practically part of the furniture"
- She says giggling and pulling me back in the house.
"But it hasn't been without difficulty... there were times I packed my bags and left for
months but because I loved my husband I had to grow thick skin and fight for my
marriage..." - She says. I can see the pride in her eyes. But I can't shake off the sudden
feeling of fear.
Here I am only about to begin this journey when Asange already has a PHD and Masters
and Honours in it! Am I ready for this?
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"Who's car is that??" - Thats how she greets me. She hasn't seen me in weeks and thats
how she greets me. I hug her politely as I place the KFC bag on the kitchen counter. I can
tell by the smell and the flour covering her apron that she is baking. Probably for her
stockvel or church.
"It's Lamkele's car Mama" - I say opening the fridge and taking out The apple juice bottle.
"Are you still hiding this Lamkele person from me? Qhayiya its been a year I have never
laid eyes on him.. what? Is he married?" - She places the bowl she had on the counter and
looks at me with repremanding eyes.
"No mama..." - I see her shoulders relaxing.. - "But he wants to be.." - She frowns.
"What do you mean?" - She frowns picking up the bowl again and continuing to stir.
"Mama Lamkele proposed yesterday..." - I cross my fingers under the counter hoping she
doesn't freak!! She stops stirring and looks at me like I just farted.
"Are you pregnant?" - 😲 😲 I feel my heart jumping right out of my chest and landing
at her feet.
"No Mama!!" - I am defensive. I open the KFC bag avoiding eye contact. I know I am not
pregnant but it is just embarassing for a parent to know that you are sexually active
before marriage. Especially a God fearing woman.
"Well what do I know? You children do as you please. Getting pregnant, getting married,
getting divorced... its basically that chronology" -
"Well I'm not pregnant mama. Lamkele wants to make me his wife and I agreed" - I say
feeling rather full of myself and confident suddenly.
"Hmm" -
"What does that mean mama?" - I know she has a lot to say. I know she wants to tell me
whata on her mind but something is stopping her. She turns and looks at me after taking
out two plates from the top cupboard.
"I am glad you did not let my separation with your father cloud your judgement when it
comes to marriage..." - I look down. That issue still tears ne apart when I think of all the
pain and difficult times we went through because my father decided to leave.
"But mntanam are you aready? Are you sure you want to carry that responsibility of being
a wife?" - she's concerned. I can feel another therapy session coming.
"I love him Mama" - My voice decieves me with my tears slowly forming.
"Don't cry my baby... Its okay. I will not tell you who to marry and who to not marry. I
have lived my life and you have the right to live yours too. All I will say is put all your faith
in God and he will always be there when you need him.." - I nod and she pulls me in for a
warm and tight hug. She pulls away and kisses me on the lips...
"But Lamkele!! Lamkele is truly testing my patience... a whole year, not once did he see
me and suddenly he wants to take you. What does he think i'll be left with? You are about
to graduate and find a good job and he wants you to work for him.. what about me?" -
We are laughing and chatting as she continues to bake for church. One think I love about
my mother: She doesn't tell you how to live, she lets you live how you want and when you
need her you will always find her.
"Tell him I am inviting him for dinner on thursday... I want to meet him before his peoole
come" - She says Handing me the big bowl of tupperware filled with Muffins and Scones.
"I will Mama." - I say as I place it in the backseat of the car and then closing the door.
"I will have to call and tell your father, you know that right?" - I nod. She pulls me for a
hug one more time. - "I am so proud of you" - She smiles contagiously and I end up smiling
too. I open the driver's seat..
"Evening Makhi..." - I hear a male voice. It must be Tat'Mvana from next door.
"Evening Makhi" -
"I see this expensive car infront of your house and I thought it must be your daughter. She
is grown hey!!" -
"Ofcourse... I don't raise tomatoes that get rotten along the way." -
"Hahahah if only I had a son her age.. Im telling you we would be more than neigbours.." -
"Hahahh even if you did.. it would be too late. She is already somebody's fiancee. Very
soon my inlaws will be here" -
"Is it... congratulations Makhi.. Congratulations mu child" - I am smiling and squirming as
My mother is busy ululating and hitting me with her scarf, loud enough for the whole
street to hear.
"Mama please what will people say?" -
"About what? They should know that my pride and joy is getting married. I should get a
white cloth and place it above the gate..." - She continues ululating and dancing all over
the street, totally oblivious to the neighbours watching her and wondering what it could
be.
"Baby you better go.. its getting late." - she says, breathing heavily. I kiss her goodbye and
drive away with a smile upon my face. I see her in the rearview mirror still dancing and
ululating until she enters the yard.
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"Tsala sit still maahn" - Amanda orders as she helps me with this doek. Lamkele's uncles
are in the lounge with my father and two of my other uncles. Soon I will have to walk out
of here and have them identify me amongst Amanda and Nandi from next door. My father
arrived a week ago. I haven't seen Lamkele since then. My father practically told me to
move back home because he will not have me Vat n' Sat in his presence. The lobola
negotiations were not put on hold at all. As soon as my father heard the news, he came
and then the letter arrived and today here we are! I'm so scared!! Even the dinner that my
mom planned didn't.... even the braai Asange planned.. it ddnt happen.
"How are you" - He asks. My hands are trembling as I am holding the phone against my
ear. I am watching his car from my bedroom window. I can see him with Sunglasses in the
driver's seat.
"Im scared... I feel like I will be paraded" - He laughs.
"Calm down my love its all going smoothly... well i hope" - He says.
"It is.. I haven't heard any bickering and shouting." - I say.
"I can't wait to wife you.." - He says. I smile alone as I don't know what to say. I miss him.
All i want is to be in his arms. Can we pass all the necessities and just be together already.
"I can't wait to Husband you" - I say already in stitches as I realise what I just said makes
no sense at all.
"You are crazy... I love it_ I love you" - He says and then we are back to that silent
moment of ours. "I love you too" - I manage to say as tears begin to form in my eyes.
"Girls get ready..." - Mom says rushing in. She is dressed with her head covered and a
scarf around her waist. I imagine myself dressed like that too and a smile escapes my
mouth. "I have to go..." - I say.
"Qhayiya?" -
"Bhuti?" - I hear him giggle...
"God I love this woman..." - He says after trying so hard not to laugh. I have forgiven the
fact of calling him Bhuti... Asange has tried by all means to suggest pet names that I can
call him by but when he says "Qhayiya" - My mind just goes blank and I end up calling him
'Bhuti' !! Atleast I am not calling him tata like my mom calls my dad!! I don't know what
submissive wife tendencies are causing her to say that!!
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"Eehh Mbathane these are the pretty flowers in the Ngconde garden. When you came in
you said you know which flower you came to pick..." - I hear my uncle say. I am between
Nandi and Amanda. We are all looking down with our heads wrapped.
""Thank you Khawta..Thank you. Eeeh according to our son, this is the flower we are here
to pick. I see a bottle of brandy and a R200 note being placed infront of my barefeet. I
hear my mother and her friends silently screaming in excitement in the kitchen. I hear my
uncle laughing too as if pleased.
"Thread carefully Mbathane.. are you sure this is the flower? You do know that once you
pick a flower you cannot plant it back!" - I hear my father say. Why are these people
making this difficult??
"Eeeh.. Sbali.. are you sure this is the flower?" - that's lamkele's Uncle. Sdumo. He is one
crazy character! I now know why he was given tht name.
"Haaay Mahn Thangane why are you embarassing us.. This is the flower we are here to
pick. I am not mistaken...ooooh I see, you are high from that marijuana you have been
smoking since morning.." - that's Lwandile's father. Lamkele made sure to tell me what
they were wearing and I watched them enter this morning when they arrived.
"No Sbali no.. I am just being cautious" -
"Cautious? Cautious for the who? For the what when and why? Haay man! Eeeh Khawta
we have shown you the reason we have found comfort on your lovely couches... now can
we see our wife before we proceed..." -
I hear my father clearing his throat. "Qhayiya? Show yourself" - I raise my head, still with
my eyes looking at nothing but the shiny tiles that my mother had specially fitted when
she heard that lamkele's people were coming.
"Mamkwayi.. Ngconde.. Khawta butsolo bentonga... what a Beauty sbali. My nephew has
a sharp eye. Takes it from his uncle..." - Uncle Sdumo says feeling rather proud of himself.
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"You can go" - My father says with a proud smile upon his face.
"Don't forget your gifts" - Uncle Sdumo says. My mother warned me about this moment.
She told me to kneel with my knees touching the ground. And so here I am doing as she
said, picking up my gifts and walking into the bedroom.
I cannot explain the excitement I am feeling right now. Amanda is silently screaming and
hopping on the bed, careful not to make a noise. I exhale deeply as I feel relieved that ,
that part is over!!
"Mara tsala are these men seriously telling us to get drunk on a plasma??" - Amanda says
picking up the massive bottle of Vice Roy. Not the one in a Champagne-like bottle.. but
the one thats in a flat bottle... hence we call it a plasma! I laugh as I open it and pour the
first drop on the cap.
"To My Lobola negotiations.. bottoms up!!" - I say and down the bitter contents from the
brandy cap. I hand it to Nandi who does the same and coughs right after swallowing.
Amanda looks at me with a mortified expression.
"hhee.e tsala.. I'm not drinking this" -
"Please my friend... do it for me" - I beg and eventually she does.
"If this thing fries my Liver you'll have to adopt Sino!!" - She says coughing and yet pouring
another cap.
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"I hear the negotiations went well. Congratulations... Athi" - My stomach chirns along
with my intestines. Is he seriously starting this now??!!
"Thanks" - I reply and delete any traces of that sms!! This sick game between Lamkele and
Athi had better not pull me inbetween. I am not ready to die yet!
The women in the kitchen, screaming and ululating interrupt my thoughts. I put my phone
under my pillow and I follow Nandi and Amanda who have already become tipsy and who
have already joined in on the singing and dancing. Uncle sdumo walks in with Lamkele
behind him. My father extends his hand towards Lamkele with a smile and they both
shake hands.
"This is how a true man does!!" - My father says. The singing and dancing continues.
Lamkele pulls me towards him. I look at my father who nods with a massive smile of
approval written on his face.
He raises his hand for the singing and dancing to stop.
"Forgive me my elders but there is one more thing I need to do" - I look around to find
everybody waiting and nodding with smiles on their faces. I turn and look at Lamkele. He
takes my hand in his and slowly goes down on his knee. He takes out the Grey ring box...
The diva in me does the gwaraGwara dance!!
"Qhayiya Langa will you please marry me?" -
"Yes Yes!! Yes i'll marry you" - Hopping up and down with tears covering my face, I cannot
explain the happiness I feel. I pull him for a hug and kiss. He takes out his cellphone and
dials...
"Brother she said yes!!!" - He giggles.. I hear men cheering and a woman screaming.
A car pulling up infront of our gate interrupts the claps and cheers from my mom and her
friends. My father and his inLaws have long gone back to singing and drinking.
"Umakoti ngowethu ..siyavuma!! Umakoti ngowethu Siyavuma.." -
It's Lwandile's taxi. The entourage is led by Asange dressed in a blue and red wifely attire.
She is wearing heels and yet dancing and singing like she's wearing takkies. Lwandile, AJ
and some other people I don't know follow her in, singing and dancing... there is booze
and meat and neighbours and more meat and....
We are not sleeping tonight!!