His love language – Mokoena

-N.Kweyama /Ntuli

Delusional Love Series

His Love Language – Mokoena (2023)

Upcoming Titles
Lungile – The Hitman

Delusional Love

The widow of Death – Lioness

The Forbidden Meeting

His Throne – Ruthless

“Mokoena will be the death of me” – Ntokozo

His Love Languange – Mokoena is the first of the Delusional Love series. The story
is pure fiction. None of the characters exist. The Mokoena Clan, however, is the
writer’s piece of imagination, but you are mostly welcomed to turn it to yours
too.

-Admin.
PRELOGUE

Love has never been an easy thing to find. It is now all about fam, wealth and
other beneficial commodities. Well, in some cases, it is true love but with lots of
unbearable challenges, hence I believe in success and nothing more.

Hi, I am Ntokozo Dladla, a 21 year - old young woman, a law student and a big
picture seer. I am from Witbank in Mpumalanga but I am currently situated in
Soweto, due to Studies. I live in a commune. Well, I am not from those filthy rich
families but we are just rich, or that’s what I think.

My father (Sbusiso Dladla) is an owner of Dladla Inc, a commercial logistics

company that is well known all over the Southern Region, my mom (Nolwandle
Dladla) is a famous fashion designer and my older brother(Sihle Dladla) is an IT
specialist and a part investor in IOS technologies and my younger brother (Thando
Dladla) is an Instagram influencer and there is me… a law student who doesn’t
want be known for her Family’s fam nor wealth and popularity.

Hey, don’t judge me… I hate being identified as the girl who lives through her
parents wealth, hence I moved to Gauteng to start my own life and build myself
my own life, without my parents wealth.

Oops, I think I have spoken a lot. Let me go and ohh… welcome to my life.

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Ntokozo

I am on my way to the campus from the commune. It is a long way but I prefer
walking, after all I am currently financially in ICU. Yes, it is that bad. I mean, I said
it njena, I hate living off my parent’s money and also, they did cut me off
financially when I decided to go against their will and come to Gauteng. They just
don’t get it… the “being independent” phase. So in order to survive, I had to work
part-time at Sportscene.

Anyways, as I am on my way to class, the most annoying person on earth disturbs

my peaceful walk…

Liyana: Caramel

Me: (sigh) What do you want Liyana?

Liyana: (smirking) Hawu, is that how you greet your Romeo?

Me: (rolling my eyes and attempting to walk away) Argh… I got better things to
do.

Him: (grabbing my arm) that attitude doesn’t suit your sexy-self? (biting his lower
lip) Look at how curvy you are…

Me: (sarcastic) Oh pssh, it’s nothing (serious face) Now can you let go of my arm…
I got a class to attend.

Him: (getting close) You know you can’t resist my charm. Be mine and stop
resisting already.

I just look at him and I then step on his foot so hard and he starts wailing loudly,
letting go of my arm.
Him: (groaning in pain) Ntokozo!!! Ahhh!!!

Me: Next time, it will be more than that and oh, I would rather date a trash can
than you…. Oh wait…what is the difference? Mmh Typical, I know. If you would
excuse me, I have a life to live….

I then walk to class. As I walk, I see people looking at me, especially boys. Argh,
fucken perverts.

One jock: Damn Mamas! You look curvy, sexy and beautiful but you would be
hotter on my side.

I just roll my eyes at him then I just carried on walking, with my ear pods on. Well,
I am wearing a black ripped boyfriend jean, a white long sleeve crop tee that I
printed “Dladla” in bold, a black cap with the Dladla print too (and I rested my
butterfly locs) and I accommodated the look with black and white Air Jordan
sneakers and those side shoulder bags. You see, I am a simple person. Let me go
for my class, bye.

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Ntokozo

I am done with my classes and I am on my way to work, I didn’t change my

clothes to be honest, after all it is a casual day.

I enter and I find my girls already working. They spot me and they rush to me
angrily. Yeses, where am I going get answers…

Linamandla: Bitch, why didn’t you come last night?

Lungile: Yeah, sakulinda ngathi sizilima…

➢ [Yeah, we waited for you like fools]

Me: O-Kay… Look, I am sorry. I had to pull an all-nighter for the test. Plus, y’all
know that I had soccer practice.

Lina: And you didn’t bother letting us know? Woman, usiditch.ile.

➢ [Woman, you ditched us]

Me: (looking at her blankly) If I told you, would you have let me stay behind?

Her: (blinking fast, knowing very well that I have a point) That’s not the point

Me: Hey… look, I am sorry okay? I will make it up to you guys but not now.

Lungile: We are going out tonight. I am paying this time. Plus we are only left with
two days before closing school.

Lina: And we saying Good bye to Second year of law.

Yes, we are all law students and yes, we live in the same commune with other two
guys.

Me: (sigh) okay, now did you cover for me coz you know Patricia dislikes my butt.
Patricia is my manager.

Lina: (proudly) Kanti singobani?

➢ [I mean, what’s my name?]

Me: (laughing) ngiyabonga guys…

➢ [thank you guys]

Lungile: (laughing) don’t mention it babes… we won’t let Patricia move you from
here to Southgate. But you got to start paying us now… at least with your hot
muscular brother’s numbers…konje what is his name?

Lina: (excited) Sihle Dladla… yeses, nigga be having the best looks. Yerrr, your
brothers… even Thando. How old is he konje?

Me: (laughing) 18…

Them: (shocked) Haaaaa!!!!

Me: (whispering) Shssssh!!! You want Patricia to come here now?

Lungile: Sorry but yerrr… your brother lives a lifestyle of a 23 year old, is hulky and
is an influencer and you telling us he is 18… we thought he was older that you…

I just chuckled… see… everyone says this. They think I am the last born.

Lina: Yeses… you parents be having the best sex mos… I mean the results are very
visible. Even you my sister, you be all Curvy… slender with the ass, curves, hips,
tiny tummy, one hourglass body, brackets, beauty and cute baby eyes… the fuck,
your parents had the best sex ever.

We look at her then we burst into laughter… they can be crazy, hey?
Me: (laughing) Hayibo weGirl all I know is, we are all beautiful.

Well, Lina have a one hourglass body but with huge hips and thighs. Lungile is
average size but also has one hourglass body and is very light in complexion.

As we are laughing and chatting, a customer approaches and as usual, they leave
me to attend him. These two are hypocrites… they didn’t even bother to look at
the customer.

I put a smile and I turn to him. He is looking down at his phone as he approaches.
Those rich customers, Mxaaa… they bore me to death with their big demands and
undecided heads.

The guy from Sportscene.

I am at Mall of The South and I decide to go to Sportscene and when I get there, I
find a group of girls laughing which I assume work here. I walk to them while
responding to a message on my phone and when I get there one is left. I read her
name tag and it says Ntokozo.

Ntokozo: (smiling) Good day sir, ngingakusita ngani?

➢ [Good day sir, how can I help you?]

Swati… fascinating…

Me: (serious face) Do you have Redbat Joggers for men?

Her: (smiling) yes, Please follow me…

She then walks to the men’s department. Yeses, this girl is mooi… I don’t wanna
lie. I have to give her credit for that. I think I have seen her somewhere on the
socials but I don’t know where exactly.

She then stops and shows me the joggers. She is too calm and cool… uhm,
something I haven’t seen in years. All I see nowadays are girls coming to me and
asking for selfies, dates and all that shit that happens to famous people.

Her: (serious) These are our only joggers for now. Due to Black Friday sales, we
are out of stock but if you are not satisfied, you can try our branches in Kilarney
Mall, Rosebank and Mall of AFRICA, Hence they are our biggest branches.

Me: Okay.

Her: (smiling) Is there anything else?

Me: Do you have Blue and White Air Jordan sneakers?

Her: I will need you to be more specific… maybe a pic?

I take out my phone, scroll to the pic and I hand her it. She takes it and I see her
white – Grey granite nails. They are long but not too long, something like Almond
shape. They have those designs that are matte color and I can’t help but notice
the index finger. It has some horizontal writing, “Vezi” in cursive. That is one of
the clan names of Dladla. I know it. She then hands me the phone.

Her: (looking around) Uhm… oh, this way please.

She leads the way again to the shoe department and she then starts looking
around to find the shoes. I then notice her strong black eyes. They are too black
to the point where I don’t even see her eye pupil. Her long natural lashes and full
eyebrows are also very black. Her two color lips are doing the most to her face.
She also has a few pimples… those small ones.
Her: Got it… what size sir?

Me: 8

Her: Uhm… let me… Oh… Lungile.

One of the girls that were with her earlier on passes by and she comes to us…

Ntokozo: Lungile… Mr

Me: Mokoena

Lungile then goes blank, her eyes wide and her face turn pink…

Ntokozo: Mr Mokoena here is looking for size 8 of the blue and white AirJordan,
do we have it?

Lungile:

Ntokozo: Lungile…

Lungile: (snapping out of it but still stuttering) Uhmmm… Ye…yes, we have it.
Come help me with looking for it.

Ntokozo: (flashing a perfect Colgate smile) Please excuse us sir…

They then leave with Lungile pulling Ntokozo. Mara yeses, Ntokozo is gorgeous
yhooo. Some parents make perfect kids out here hey… I then take a stroll around
and I see workers here looking at me with shock, lust and envy. Hayi, life yaka ehh

Sho, I am Karabo Leon Mokoena, a 27 year old bachelor and millionaire. I am the
owner of Bakwena Holdings, a major shareholder of mines in the Southern
Region, a qualified accountant and a loner. I live at Sandhurst alone and the rest,
you will have to discover along the way.

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Ntokozo
I am at the back with Lungile who is all pink and sweaty. Lungile is the light
skinned one so when she is angry, sick, nervous or blushing, she turns pink.

Me: Lungile khuluma, what’s wrong?

➢ [Lungile talk, what’s wrong?]

Her: (stuttering) That g…guy i…is Mr

The door then swings open. Lungile flinches. Well, I am not the one to fear njena.
I don’t know why… Linamandla then enters. She is also acting weird.

Lina: (Breathing heavily) Is that Mokwena or am I dreaming?

Lungile: Yes…

Lina: Pinch me please…

I look at them curious…

Lina: (studying my expression) Don’t tell me you don’t know him

Me: I…UHM…

Them: Ntokozo!!!!

Me: Haa…

Lungile: Don’t you check your Insta kanti?

Me: No, I login when I feel like and that is when I watch reels…

Lina: Don’t you watch the news kerh?

Me: you didn’t have to go there… of course not. You know I don’t.
They all give me the disapproval look. Yeses, this one was a kill.

Me: No, am I wrong for not knowing him?

Lungile: Ntokozo. He is the owner of Bakoena Holdings.

Lina: The multimillionaire company?

Me: So?

They look at me as if I am pathetic. Ehh, aowa… I don’t care vele. Me, knowing
him won’t buy me clothes, nor feed me or give me money to blow on my
favourite things so it is not worth my attention, nor energy.

Me: Me, knowing him won’t benefit me at all so why should I bother?

Lungile: Did you see how hot he is?

Me: Yes he is good looking but still what am I benefiting from that?

Lina: He could wife you friend..

Me: Welele… how many times should I say it… I don’t want a man in my life. I am
doing just fine with being me, alone.

Lungile: Wena uyaFlopp.a yoh…

➢ [You are messing up]

She says that covering her face

I take the box of shoes…

Lina: At least treat him best kerh…

Me: I won’t do that. To me, everyone is a customer, whether advantaged or
disadvantaged or whatever, I will treat you like a customer should be treated,
equally and respectfully. No special treatment… bye.

I then leave them and head to Mr Mokoena.

Me: (smiling) Here are the shoes, please try them on.

He then tries them on. I can’t help but notice his outfit; white G-Star Raw Joggers,
a white G Star Raw Hoodie, , a black G-Star Raw cap and ankle length Mokoena –
Khoza Oreo shade sneakers. He is very light skinned too. His body structure is
hulky, more than Thando and similar to Sihle’s. He also has full bodied legs, like
they fit his body structure. Bluuubluuubluuu

Him: I will take them.

Me: (smiling) Is that all?

Him: Yes

Me: You may proceed to paying by the counter.

Him: Thanks

He then leaves.

Another long day AHEAD of me… Let me finish, chat later.

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Ntokozo

I am now at home, freshening up for the girls night out with my girls. They are
already waiting for me downstairs. Well, our commune is a double story.

Tonight I going for a black long sleeve bodysuit, black 6 pocket cargo, a black cap
and the shoes I was wearing earlier on. I put on my plum lip gloss and my white
watch and I head downstairs. I find Lina wearing a summer black dress, revealing
her nicely curved body and she tied her afro to a ponytail. Lungile is wearing a
black tight ripped jean, white stomach out and she rested her knotless braids. We
then head out…

We get to the party and we enjoy ourselves. The girls are on the dance floor and
mina I am by the bar, drinking ciders. Well, I actually prefer Red Wine but they
don’t have it. Lina then comes to me…

Her: Can I have a Mojito with vodka?

They bartender hands her the drink and she sits with me…

Her: Why aren’t you dancing?

Me: You know that I don’t love partying and I don’t want attract unnecessary
attention… I could just imagine the headlines on the internet “Dladla Princess
spotted partying wild”

We then laugh. I receive a call…

Me: Let me go take this…

Her: Okay… uzongithola la.

 ➢ [Okay, you will find me here]

I then head outside to find a quiet spot…

Income Call: Thando

~CONVO~

Him: Mamas

Me: Babas…

Him: (laughing) How are you?

Me: NgiyaRyt wena unjani Vezi omncane

➢ [I am alright, how are you Vezi omncane?]

Him: (Laughing) Ohh Wow… ngiyaphila MaMhlophe… usungilahlile vele?

➢ [Oh wow, I am okay MaMhlophe… you have disowned me hey?]

Me: (laughing) Lutho Vezi… kuthi amaClass angibambile ngapha nomsebenzi

➢ [No, not at all… just that lectures got me hold up and work too]

Him: Hey… uyaphusha laph’ eGoli neh

➢ [hey, you working that side hey?]

Me: Yeah… a girl gotta make a living otherwise you starve…

Him: Hayi ngiyakuzwa… ulaphi?

➢ [Nah… I get you. where are you now?]

Me: Endaweni wena?

➢ [somewhere around, what about you?]

Him: Esgodini… uyazi mos… vele bakuditch.ile la ekhaya?

 ➢ [At home, you know. So mom and dad really disowned you?]

Me: Yeah… mara vele I wanted it to happen.

➢ [Yeah… but that is what I wanted]

Him: Ande baba is very angry

➢ [And baba is very angry]

Me: Babe kumele aphole. Ube funa ngifundze endaweni engena matshuba soh?.
Sorry kepha beyati ukuthi bengito hamba net manje ungipha tizathu tematima
kutdzi ngingabuke emuva.

➢ [Dad needs to chill. He expected me to learn in such a dull place?

Sorry but he knew that eventually I was going to live home but right
now, he is giving me enough reasons to not even look back.]

Him: Haa.ana MaMhlophe.

Me: Thando, let me call you back later on… sharp.

~END OF CALL~

I then head back inside and I find the girls seated by the bar area.

Me: Ladies, I have to leave and love you.

Lina: Haa…

Me: (adjusting my cap to cover my eyes) Yeah… I feel like someone is following
me so better be safe than sorry.

Lungile: Okay, let’s all go.

Me: Nah… you guys stay. I don’t want put your lives at jeopardy

Lina: Okay, at least call us when you get home

Me: I will do.

I gulp on my remaining cider and I head out. I am going to call a cab to pick me up
when I am a bit far. I know how these things work. I walk and I do feel it.
Someone is following me, I am sure of it. Then someone grabs my hand… I stop
and I turn. It is Liyana.

Liyana: Caramel…

Me: (yanking my hand away) Yeses… mxaa!!!

Him: Kanti what should I do to show you that I love you? Kunini?

Me: (taking steps close to him and he moves back) Hang yourself with a wet tissue
in a tomato tree then I will see that you love me.

He goes quiet. I am now livid and I know can even beat him up.

Me: (still stepping close to him) Exactly… You and i know that you only love me for
my body, just like all of them. my body does not define me as a women. You rich
people thing you have a right to have us or do your things whenever you feel like.

Him: Rich people? As far as I know, you are also included.

Me: whoa… what do you mean?

Him: Your parents are rich…

Me: Exactly!!! My parents ,not me. Unlike you, I work for everything I have. You
be spending and wasting your parents’ money while we work for every single
penny of bill. So don’t come here and act all mighty on me with disabled evidence
or facts. And stop with the stalking, I mean it.
I then switch my face to a serious death stare…

Me: If you carry on, you will now get the Dladla princess you always label me as
and it won’t be ni… uhmm. I hope you get that into your thick empty skull.

I then walk away and I leave with the Uber. I hate it when such happens.

I am now at the commune. The girls are still out and so are the boys. I decide to
take a shower, get in my short PJ’s and I login Instagram. I check my notifications
and I see my followers went up so fast. I check my profie and I only have one pic
that I posted and it has over 100k likes…. Wait what’s happening? I then see a
notification saying “we found her” with me, being tagged on it. I click on it…
WHAT THE FUCK!!!! It is a video of me and Mr Mokoena at Sportscene talking. I
quickly go to comment section and these people are say we are dating.
Comments like

➢ They look great together

➢ Is this true? OMG… they look perfect together.
➢ For them to date
➢ Mokoena-Dladla

I just look at the comments and I go to the next post. It is a collage picture of him
and I. he is very hulky here. His body is facing backwards but his face is tilted to
the left. He is shirtless and is wearing a black G STAR RAW CARGO PANTS
JOGGERS, revealing his underwear tape and a G STAR RAW Black cap. His left arm
has a shoulder length tattoo and his muscles are very visible. Judging by the
background, he is at a photoshoot place. The Photo card at the background is also
black. Then there is my pic, where I am wearing a 6 pocket blue cargo, a blue
sports push up bra, white puffy slippers and I tied my butterfly locs to a doughnut
and I am holding my phone. This was an unexpected pic took by Thando when he
was visiting me this side. They must have found it on his page. He commented on
the picture… Mokwena… commented on it. It says….

➢ Mokwena and Dladla

With heart emojis… what the fuck is wrong with him. He could have just
denied it or made it simple and just ignore the post. Welele, awapheleli
lapho… they go on and on and on… I then receive a call from dad. He
definitely wants to scout me. I don’t have energy for that now. I just put my
phone on silence then I retire to my daily death.

Karabo

It is morning and I am outside Ntokozo’s commune. I decide to knock. If I am not

mistaken it is Lungiswa or something… from yesterday at Sportscene.

Me: Hey, is Ntokozo home?

Her: (turning pink) Uhm… ye…yes… come in.

I get in and she tells me to sit and she will go call her. this commune is actually
nice… everything is nicely spaced out and the interior is lovely. The floor, I could
eat on it. it is very clean…

#Narrative#
 On the otherside, Lungile knocks in Ntokozo’s door…

Lungile: (whispering loudly though) Ntokozo, wake up… Mokoena is here

Ntokozo: (Still sleepy) I don’t care, tell the person I am at campus…

Lungile: Yeyi… Karabo is here…

Ntokozo then opens her eyes with realization of what her friend said… she rushes
to the door, opens and pulls Lungile in and shuts the door again.

Ntokozo: Lungile uthini?

➢ [Lungile, what did you say?]

Lungile: Mokoena is downstairs… looking for you…

Her: Thana unamanga… maye ngafa

➢ [Tell me you lying… oh my dead]

Lungile: Go freshen up girl… your face is still sleepy and I will go tell Lina about
this.

Without wasting time, Ntokozo rushes to the bathroom to freshen up and Lungile
rushes to Lina’s room. Ntokozo then washes her face, brush her teeth and wears
her white fleece gown, tie her butterfly locs to a doughnut, takes a deep breath
and head downstairs to Karabo. Meanwhile Lungile and Lina wait in Lina’s room in
anticipation.

Resume to Karabo’s POV

As I am seated, Ntokozo comes downstairs with her gown on and White slippers.
She has her hair tied.

Her: Morning.

She says sitting on the couch opposite mine.

Me: Morning, did I disturb you?

Her: (looking at me blankly) Nah, I was preparing for class vele

Me: Okay… about the internet thingy… Ntokozo

Her: I will handle it. everything will be removed by the afternoon…

Me: Why?

Her: What do you mean?

Me: I mean… why can’t we give them what they want?

She then looks super shocked…

Her: Wait… wait… wait… are you saying we should date?

Me: Why not?

Her: Okay Mr Mokwena, you don’t just come to someone’s home at 9 am in the
morning and tell them they should date you…

Me: Not in tha….

Her: Whoa… whoa… whoa… jama kancane ngikutshele. That person is not in that
area. I don’t even fucken know you and you know what she thinks? Men suck…
Argh…
➢ [Whoa… whoa… whoa… Let me tell you. That person is not in that area. I don’t
even know you and you know what she thinks? Men are waste of time…
Argh…]

She gets up…

Her: (walking upstairs) Close the door behind you.

I can’t help but laugh to myself then got up to leave. I am going to love her. She
doesn’t only come with brains, beauty and great genes but with craziness and
independence. I am falling for her already.
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Ntokozo

It is now the noon hours and I am in the commune. I don’t have classes today, I
am attending tomorrow then I am done for the year. Yeses, I am so happy.

I have changed to a loose short and a normal size T-shirt. I accommodated the
look with my elastic puff slippers. I decided to tie my locs to a messy bun.

I am seated with Lungile and Lina in my room. The boys are watching soccer with
their friends. Lungile and Lina are seated on my bed, busy with their phones . I am
just lying on the carpet, reading my novel (IQUNGA BY DUDU). It is just a novel
that is very fascinating to be honest.

Lina: Manje bbes, kuhamba njani ngenhlelo zomemulo wakho?

➢ (So bbes, how is the planning going for your 21st Upcoming Ceremony?)

Me: (putting the book down) Eish, a lot is to be done bbes and to be honest, I
don’t even have a theme for it. Khulu(my granny) called

Lungile: What did she say?

They both give me their full attention.

Me: uthe kuyomele ngingene emgonqwenii for a week before umcimbi ngiphinde
futhi ngibe nempelezi ezingu – 4, ezizohhola nami laba abanye.

➢ (She said I have to be isolated for a week before the ceremony and I have to
have 4 girls that are at my age group that will lead the others with me.)

Lina: More like bridesmaids?

Me: (laughing) yeah… but it will be at Bushbuck Ridge, emagcekeni akwaDladla

straight.
➢ (Yeah… but it will be at Bushbuck Ridge, at the Dladla homestead.)

Lungile: Mina, count me in ‘cause that Dladla homestead is huge hle and very
nice… not to mention the 5 rondavals that surround the main house…

I laugh…

Lina: I am jealous already. I have never been there phela.

Me: Don’t worry… we will be leaving in 2 weeks from now. You will get to meet
Thando and Sihle in person and the rest of the family.

Lina: Omg… I can’t wait.

Lungile: The theme… I have a suggestion.

Me: I’m all ears.

Her: I was thinking white and gold, yellow.

Me: uhm… go on.

She then presents to me her idea, which is very eye and ear taking. I love it
shame.

Me: Okay… okay… we see you.

She laughs…

Her: then the afterparty, you will see how to do it.

Me: we will see that along the way. Guys, I have a match on Wednesday.

Lina: I will be there to support you mina.

Lungile: Count me in too

I laugh and I then go back to reading…

As I am still reading, I get a notification and when I check, it is in Instagram. It says

“Mokoena Leon has tagged you in a post”. He posted my picture and the caption
reads “Mamakhe”. I couldn’t help but scream like I am a mad person. The girls
look at me in shock and worry.

Lungile: Ntokozo yini kanti!!!?

➢ [Ntokozo, what’s wrong?]

I just hand her the phone and they look at it. They then laugh at me.

Me: (angry) uKarabo utongihlanyisa struu!!!!!!!!!!

➢ [ Karabo is going to drive me crazy]

Lungile: (Laughing) Girl… this man loves you

Me: I don’t love him njena!!!!

Lina: (Laughing) I guess you going to have to tell him straight in his eyes.

Lungile: (laughing) Or forever suffer….

Me: (Throwing myself backwards with a pillow covering my face)

Haaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! Sotho man nokutenda mahlanya!!

➢ [Haaa!!! Sotho man and being crazy]

I swear, Karabo is going to be the death of me. What will my family say when
they see this? I am so glad that he won’t be at my ceremony ‘cause he will ruin
things for me… Argh!!!!!
Lungile: (handing me my phone) mi thatha… your dad is calling….

➢ [Take… your dad is calling]

Me: (sitting up again) What?

I take the phone and I answer the call after a big exhale…

Income call: Baba

~CONVO~

ME: Baba

Him: (happy tone) Ngane yami… unjani?

➢ [My child, how are you?]

Me: Ngiyaphila wena unjani baba?

➢ [I’m good and how are you dad?]

Him: Ngiyaphila… ngiyabona ukuInstagram

➢ [I’m good… I see you on Instagram]

Me: Baba, it is not what it looks li…

Him: And I proud of you for dating that Mokwena boy.

Me: Ehhh

Him: I saw your posts and you look great together… make us proud ngane yam
and I hope to see you soon… Love you ngane yam

~END OF CALL~
WAIT… is my dad broken? No, coz the man is not that one I know.

Lina: And?

Me: (LOOKING THROUGH THE WINDOW) he says I would look great with
Mokoena…

Lina: see??? We told you. Give him a chance

Lungile: Okunani, Be friends with the poor guy.

➢ [Or at least, be friends with the poor guy]

Me: My life is not lifing (throwing myself back again with the pillow on my face)
HAAAAA!!!!! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!

#Narrative#

Meanwhile at the Mokoena Residence, Karabo is with his friend, Itumelang,

talking.

Karabo: Are you sure it is gonna work?

Tumi: Yes… she even saw it. Well, I am sure she went crazy.

Karabo: What do you mean?

Tumi: Well, I have her friend’s contacts and she updated me on her and she is livid
but they are still trying to convince her to date or at least be friends with you.

Karabo: And….
Tumi: Her dad called saying she would look good next to you.

Karabo: You lying?

Tumi: I’m serious

Karabo: now to get her to love me.

Tumi: You really love this Dladla girl nerh?

Karabo: Big time marn… like she got me unexpectedly. Like when I saw her, I just
saw my future with her and our kids and….

Tumi: (laughing) Whoa… you already seeing kids?

Karabo: (chuckling) Yeah… you have no idea. I love this child ntwana.

Tumi: Well said… like a man. My advice to you is bag her ntwana. Use your
Mokoena charm, if not your Khoza charm.

They both laugh…

Ntokozo
It is now 20h37 and we are all in the living room, eating. We are having small
chats there and there… I then excused myself. I went to the Bathroom to brush
my teeth, shower and I changed to my PJs and I got in bed. My phone rings…

Income call: Unknown

Me: MaVezi, hello?

Him: Mamakhe.

His voice woke up butterflies in me.

Me: Karabo, ufunani?

➢ What do you want Karabo?

Him: Bengithi ngixolisa ngokuyenzeke ekseni…

➢ [I would like to apologies for what happened earlier on]

Damn… his Zulu… you won’t say he is Sotho…

Me: Okay… it’s fine.

Him: wenzani lapho?

➢ [What are you doing there?]

Me: about to sleep

Him: iza kaphandle .

➢ [Come outside]

Me: Wait… I…
H… he hung up… he hung up on me? Hayi bo… this man is crazy yaz… I then
decided to wear a long PJ, wore my gown and I shuffle downstairs.

Lina: Where are you going?

Me: Fresh air.

I then leave. I get outside and I see him leaning on the car. He then spots me and
a smile immediately appeared. I then go to him.

Me: ufunani… kusebusuku ande kuyabanda hle

➢ [What do you want? It is night time and it is cold]

Him: (smiling) I just missed you…

Me: oh wow… you have seen me now can I go?

Him: (getting close to me) hawu… ungangiyenzi kanje MaMhlophe…

➢ [Hawu… don’t do that MaMhlophe]

Okay, that sent shocks to my body, big time. He then tangles his arms around my
waist, pulling me close to him.

Him: (deep seductive voice) Are you sure you want me to leave?

I just swallow hard, trying not to show my emotions.

Me: You can’t just come he…

He then kisses me and pulls away.

Him: (looking straight into my eyes) I mean it when I say I love you Ntokozo. I
really do.

Me: (looking down) I… uhm, yho…

Voice: Hi sis’ Ntokozo.

It is that child that always greets me and has gone out with me and Lungi to the
movies.

Me: (moving away from Karabo and smiling) Hi baby… unjani?

➢ [Hey baby, how are you?]

Her: ngiyaphila… bengithumwe uMa kuSis’ Lina

➢ [I am good. My mom sent me to Sis’ Lina.]

Me: (smiling) ngena phakathi Sthandwa Sami… ukhona.

➢ [Go inside my love… she is there.]

She then skips inside. I turn and I see Karabo chuckling while looking at me.

Him: (still chuckling) Sthandwa Sami?

➢ [My love?]

Me: She is a child bo

Him: (sulking) but I am also a child njena

Me: (laughing) ungaze uquphisane nengani pho?

➢ [Why you competing with the child?]

Him: (laughing) eya

➢ [Yes]

Me: okay…. “sthandwa Sami”

Him: (holding his chest in dramatic effect) ouch… that was so sarcastic…

We then laugh… am I really warming up to him? I don’t know man… I get this
fuzzy feeling when I am with him.

He then opens the back seat door of his BMW i8 and takes out a box of Magnum,
the white almond one, those big white chocolate KitKat’s, Ferraro Roche and a
wrapped box. He then hands them to me.

Him: Well, I know it is not a lot but I didn’t wanna overstep.

I just look at the gifts and my heart melts. These are literally my favourite snacks. I
then hug him and he hugs me back.

Me: (pulling away) Ngiyabonga kakhulu

➢ [Thank you so much]

Him: (smiling) anything for you… let me go, I have to rush somewhere nerh?

He kisses my lips then the top of my head and he leaves. Did I just have my first
kiss? I go in and I find everyone waiting for me. The little girl has left…

Lungile: yeses so many gifts?

Ofentse(one of the boys we leave with) : Yerr… Mokwena is pressuring us

Lesego: (the other boy) : bathi the pressure is getting worser and worser.
We then laugh and we all head to the kitchen counter and they look at me while I
unwrap the box that Karabo gave me. I open it and I feel tears stinging. But I push
them backwards…. I mean, no one has seen me crying so I am not gonna do that…

Lungile: (with glasses) Nchooo….

Lina: (going happy crazy) Yesses… haa… Qoma ntombi… this one is to stay.

➢ Yesses, say yes to the poor guy already… he is to stay]

Lesego: Kanti abakaJoli?

➢ Wait, ain’t they dating?]

We look at him

Him: Yerr… the pressure is already out of this world… Rolex pho? AOWA!!!

Me: I think he is just doing it nje…

Ofentse: let’s check the pay of this on the internet then we will see if he is doing it
njena?

Ofentse searches it

Ofentse: (shocked) Guys… Ntokozo… that w..watch is a Rolex 18CT Everose gold
and oystersteel. It is R501 755

All of them: (scream) WHAT!!!!!!

Me: Fuck no… I’m taking it back

They shoot the tomato look.

Lungile: uyahlanya Ntokozo?

➢ [Ntokozo, are you crazy?]

Me: What am I gonna do with it… I mean it doesn’t fit my standards… it is huge
And I don’t want it…. I use an Oppo Phone for fuck sake…

Lina: (whispering to Lungile with anger) Hold me… I am about to pass out.

Lesego: uyazihlanyisa Ntokozo… wear the wa….

➢ [You are acting up wena, wear the wa…]

Lina: (screaming) uyahlanya? Woman, that watch shows that he loves you dearly
and wena you want to take it back…. Uryt?!

➢ [Are you fucken crazy? Woman, that watch shows that he loves you dearly
and you want to take it back… Are you alright?!]

I just look at her and we end up having a staring contest. Everyone is even looking
at us.

Ofentse: Look Ntokzin…

I shot a look at him…

Him: I meant Ntokozo, Mokoena loves you… if he didn’t, he wouldn’t have bought
the gift. That man is whipped by you. Ntwana, think of it.

Lesego: Yeah… ngivumelana noOfentse… I mean who in their right mind would
just spend half a million on a woman, for that matter, a woman they don’t love?
Think ntwana, think. I know you got brains.

➢ [Yeah, I totally agree with Ofentse. I mean who in their right mind would just
spend half a million on a woman, a woman they don’t love for that matter?]

Lungile: Ntonto think of it carefully… I know you also love him. As much as you
deny it, Karabo brought the spark in you
Lina: A big one for that matter mntase. If you didn’t feel anything for him, you
wouldn’t have let him stay near your circle nor entertain him…. That’s the
Ntokozo I know.

I look at them then gather my sweets, magnums and my gift and I head upstairs.

Lungile: Ntonto… we sorry.

Ofentse: Nto…

Lesego: Ntwana… we just…

I just shut the door and lock it. I then sit on the bed and I start eating my
magnum. I don’t know hey… I didn’t leave them because nje… I left because I
know they have a point, I just can’t admit it. I have never dated in my life, where
do I start with dating Karabo. Dude, I just had my first kiss like 10 minutes ago.

I take out another magnum and I eat it while looking at the watch. I just don’t
know hey… I mean I don’t even know how to love one in that way… Arggggg….
INSERT 6

#Edited

Ntokozo

I am in campus, just attended a class with Lina and Lungile. We are walking to the Café in the
campus.

Lina: Woman, you got to give me your wardrobe. You can’t be looking all dashing alone.

Me: (laughing) Ihaba kuphela nje.

➢ Drama

Lungile: No she is telling the truth only sister.

Me: Hayi guys… It is not glam marn

Lina: have you ever heard of Simple but Elegant?

Me: (playing along) Huh… I have

Lungile: That is the definition of Ntokozo Dladla.

Lina: I wonder what will Mokoena say yaz?

Me: Voestek.

➢ Get lost

Me: Guys, we need to prepare… tonight we are leaving for Bush nerh?

Lina: Why ebusuku?

Me: I was assigned to be there are 3am in the morning so night ride it is. Plus when you go to
the bhundus, you don’t leave at daytime

Lina: why?

Lungile: it is the rule. Daytime has bad news that side.

Lina: yho, warn me to not marry a guy from the bhundus…

We all laugh…

Anyways, I am wearing white long sleeve bodycon dress that goes below my knees, Mokoena –
Khoza ankle length Air force shaped sneakers that are blue and have a white lining rubber and I
tied my locs into a high big bun. Since it is a bit chilled, I wore a black fur mesh jacket with
white sleeves. I know, very simple it is but hey...

We get to the Café…

Lina: Hi Ma, can I have a Grapetizer, two Monster drinks and a pack of Maynard’s Wine
gummies.

Lungile: And I will have a 20rands sour worms, Magnum Death by chocolate and a can of Cocoa
cola.

The lady: Okay ngane zam… Anything else?

➢ Okay my kids, anything else?

Lina: Nto?

Me: Ohh… Sawubona Ma…

➢ Ohh… hi Ma.

MaZulu: (smiling) Ahh sukanini madoda… kwavela uDladla ngamane ngajabula.

➢ Ahhh… just as Dladla appears, happiness fills me.

Me: (laughing) hawu kodwa Ma… kuyaphileka khona?

➢ Hawu but Ma… Is everything okay?

MaZulu: Ehhe Mgabadeli… kuyaphileka sizothini?

➢ Yes Mgabadeli… everything is okay. What can we say?

Me: Zinjani ingane? Ngabe loyamuthi usizile?

➢ The kids? Did that medication help though?

Her: Ehhe ngane yami… umane wayishaya wayiqeda iFever… ngiyabonga kakhulu ngane yami.
uNkulunkulu ngathi angakwandisela kukho konke.

➢ Yes my child… you really help beat the fever… I am so grateful my child. I wish God could
extend his blessings onto you.

Me: (smiling) ngiyabonga Sthuli SikaNdaba.

➢ Thank you Sthuli SikaNdaba

MaZulu: (smiling) Kubonge Mina Dladla.

➢ The pleasure is all mine Dladla

Me: awuthi ngingakubambezeli… I would like some Maynard’s Wine duos, One can of Monster
and a bottle of sparkling water.

MaZulu: (smiling back) Coming right up.

She gives us the stuff and we bid our goodbyes. As we are walking, Liyana appears.

Lina: here comes your trouble.

Liyana: hi guys…

Them: hello/ yeah.

Him: Ntokozo… Sacela ukukhuluma nawe.

➢ Ntokozo… can I please have a chat with you?

Me: What for? I thought I made myself clear last time.

Him: Jonga marn… Please hear me out. Give me a chance.

➢ Listen marn… please hear me out. Give me a chance

Me: I don’t have time for bullshit.

Him: (Attempting to touch my hand) Please…

I look at his hands then at him then at the girls. The girls are looking at something behind me
with their eyes wide open.

Voice: Sthandwa Sami.

➢ My love

Shit… It’s him.

Liyana, Lina and Lungile : Sthandwa Sami?

➢ My love?

Karabo: Mgabadeli, soh wangijwayezisa namshende?

➢ Mgabadeli, since when do you hang out with small boys?

I kept on looking at Liyana…

Me: Liyana Nkosi… For the last time, let go of my hand.

Him: I will not do that. I know you feel something for me

Me: (confused) What thing?

Him: (getting close) Feeling of love.

Me: ungazongibhedela wena…

➢ Don’t bullshit with me.

Karabo then heads behind me then pulls me by my waist to him, making Liyana let go of my
hand.

Karabo: MaMgabadeli

Me: (smiling) Mokoena.

I don’t know where that smile came from… Trust me.

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) Asambe siye ekhaya.

➢ Let’s go home

I nod while smiling. He then kisses the top of my head. He gives Liyana a smirk then he slightly
chuckles.

Him: (to Lina and Lungile) Ladies…

Them: bye!

As we walk to his car, I see a lot of people looking at us. Some with shock, others with envy and
others in irritation. I don’t blame them… I mean this guy owns a multimillionaire company and
Mina… I got nothing, just the fact that I’m from a rich family. Arg…

Hayibo, how many cars does this guy own? I thought the BMW was the only one, now the
Mercedes GT 63? Hayi, ngeke. He opens the door for me, goes to his side, enter and he kisses
my hand.

Him: You look beautiful Mgabadeli.

Me: Ngiyabonga.

➢ Thank you

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa?

➢ I love you, hear me?

Words fail me. Instead, I resort to nodding. He chuckles then we take off.

…
Insert #7

#Edited#

Ntokozo

It is now 23h08 and we are getting ready to hit the road with the girls. I walk downstairs where I
find them talking with the boys. I am busy with my phone.

“we are on our way” I text Sihle

“okay, you will find us at Bush” he texted back

“okay then” I text.

I then reach the girls. They already packed their bags. Lungile has two suitcases and Lina has
two too. I have one suitcase, a Nike gym bag and a clutch bag with me. The boys look at me as I
head their way.

Ofentse: Are you sure niya emakhaya?

Lesego: Yeah, I mean, these two are really going to emakhaya but you, Ntokozo… are you sure?

We all laugh…

Well, he is saying this because of our outfits. Lina is wearing a green bodycon dress that goes all
the way to her ankles, a jean jacket, puffy high slippers and she has a white headwrap on but
she tied it while leaving her frontal loose. Lungile is wearing a black bodycon dress that has a
slit on the right leg, black slippers, a jean jacket and a blue head wrap… then comes me, with a
Navy blue and flora solid long sleeve maxi cocktail swing dress with pockets that goes halfway
to my ankles, white Mokoena – Khoza sneakers that obtain the shape of an Air Force 1, I tied a
white headwraper around my high ponytail and I wore a blue watch with it.

Me: Girls, we have to leave and I am driving.

Lina: kodwa…
Lungile: Woman, let’s go hle…

Lesego: Let us help you with y’all’s bags.

We all head out and they load the suitcases at the trunk of the creamy grey Polo TSI. It is
Lungile’s car by the way.

Ofentse: (hugging the girls) We will see y’all the coming Saturday.

Lungile: So you will come for the ceremony?

Lesego: Definitely… phela we want to see y’all raising those legs…

We all laugh. They hug me and bid their goodbyes. The girls get in the car, with Lungile
obtaining the front seat while lina occupys the back. She insisted ‘cause she wants to ‘sleep’.
Hayi, I get on the drivers seat, the engine ignates and we take off.

Ntokozo

The time is 02h31 and we are still on the road. Lina is long gone to Lala land. Lungile is still up
and we have been singing to the songs playing, maskandi as well. Lungile just gets me guys.

Us: (singing) Lo muntu, lo muntu-u,

Lo muntu, lo muntu-u

Ngihamba naye

Ngihamba naye

Lungile: (singing) you my African queen

You the girl of my dreams

Us: (singing): you a one in a million love

One in a million love

OHH hayi…
We then laugh… we just passed Witbank.

Lungile: I doubt we will make it in time.

Me: Hayi, as long as we have arrived.

Lungile: Let’s take the next stop and buy some gifts… phela we can’t be baring our hands nje.

Me: Yeah plus we can use it as an excuse for being late.

Her: Yess…

We approach Piet Retrief Total garage. I off-ramp and I start by re-filling the petrol tank. I get a
spot to fill. I swear, the way this garage is full ngakhona you wouldn’t say it is night time. The
petrol attendant heads our way.

Him: (smiling) Sawubona Mme.

➢ (Evening, Ma’am)

I look at his name tag and it says Thelo Zuma. Well, I look at them ‘cause I hate to call people by
their profession. It feels wrong.

Me: (smiling) Lotsha Nxamalala… bengisacela ungithelele iFull tank.

➢ (Evening Nxamalala, can I have a full tank refill?)

Him: (flashing a colgate smile) hawu… wavele wangithakazela bakithi.

➢ (Wow, you just had to call out my clan names)

I laugh it off.

Him: (still smiling) It is really rare to find customers greeting us, let alone by our names. So
thank you…

Me: (smiling) Dladla.

Him: (smiling) Mhlophe. Ehm… ngikubekele amavili or…

➢ (Mhlophe. Should I check the tyres for you?)

Me: (smiling) ngingakujabulela lokho

➢ (I would be please if you did)

He does that and Lungile is still on her phone. She seems to be in a call. I sigh and shake Lina
awake.

Her: (waking up) Uhmmm….

Me: (laughing) Wake up wena… we have reached our stop.

Her: I think I will skip it.

Me: My sister, this is the last one. I will not stop again plus there is a PnP Liquor here…

Her: (getting up in a flesh) Hayi… you could have said that before yaz.

I laugh…

I pay and tip Thelo and I find a parking spot. We all head out. I head to the trunk of the car,
take my gym bag, take out my white puffy high elastic slippers and wore them. I take my wallet,
lock the car and we head in. As we head in, my phone rings….

INCOME CALL: Mama

~CONVO~

ME: Mama

Her: Zinyane… where are you?

Me: We got caught up on the road… why didn’t you warn me that there is traffic at night
mama?

Her: (laughing) Haii… aniphangise. Sime ngani.

➢ (Haii… hurry up already. We are waiting on you.)

Me: (laughing) Okay mama…

End of call

We head in with the girls… we got some refreshments, 6 bottles of whiskey for my uncles, 3
packs of Brutal fruits and savannah. We also got folowers for my granny and mom. We got
snacks and cooldrinks. Not to forget the chocolates.

Lina: Guys, we just spent estimated to 5k and y’all act as if it was nothing… where do y’all get
this kind of money?

Lungile: We work girl

Her: but so much money.

We all laugh and open the trunk.

Me: Ohh shit…

Lungile: Damnit, we should have thought things out before buying all these things…

Me: There is no other way…

We look at Lina…

Her: No…

Lungile: We got no choice girl.

We start taking out the suitcases and we load two at the back, plus my gym bag then we start
loading the food and alcohol and the flowers in the trunk of the car. We then head to the
freeway.

As we are driving,

Lina: (screaming) Oh My God, our song guys!!!!

I increase the volume.

Lina: (singing) Kimi nawe

Sekuphelile

All of us: (singing along) Hamba

Hamba juba lami, bayok’bona phambili

Me: SEkuphelile mnta kaMama

Mnta kaMama

Lungile: Sekuphelile mnta kaMama

Mnta kaMama

All of us: Hamba

Hamba juba lami, bayok’bona phambili X4

Then the beat drops and we all go crazy….

Lungile: (hands on her head) Yhoo, Yhoo, Yhoo!!!!!!!

I then laugh…

I really love this girls shame.

Ntokozo

It is now 4am and we just arrived. The guards open the gate for us and we drive in. the yard is
filled with cars, meaning everyone is here. There are ladies cooking and rushing around in the
yard. We park the car and we head inside.

Lina: (looking around) Are we sure we in the Bhundus? Hayi guys…

Lungile: I told you

Lina: (mouth open) Guys, there is even a tar driveway… the pavement. When y’all were talking
about rondavals, I thought they were gonna be those ones ezindala but yho… the Ndebele
paintings, the cement tables and chairs… hayi Ntokozo.

We walk a distance before reaching the main house.

Lina: Fuck, no!!! (clapping in disbelieve) hayi khona… haaa… this has got to be a joke. This house
is architecture type nje…

Lungile: (laughing) I told you Lina.

Her: Yerrr… there are even pole lights in this yard… how does this yard range?

Me: Well…. It stretches to the lake at the back and the hiil landscapes on the sides.

She stops and has his eyes wide open…

Her: WHAT!!!!

Us: Shhhh….

Then boom… everyone rushes out. GREAT!!!! Thando rushes to me… he then spun me around…

Him: Mamas

Me: Put me down Thando!!!

He carrys on spinning me…

Me: put me down Thandolwethu Dladla!!!!

He does… and everyone is laughing.

“Mzala!!!!”
Ohh more trouble is coming my way. She is running towards me… I meet her halfway and we
hug…

Her: Hayi… nguwe lona?

➢ (Hayi, is this you?)

Me: (laughing) ehhe mzala.

➢ (Yes, cousin)

She lets go and she starts examining me. she then spins me around.

Her: Yeses… Uyaglow.a shame?

➢ (Yeses, you are glowing shame)

Me: (laughing) Hayibo Nosipho, musa ukudlala ngami…

➢ (Hayibo Nosipho, stop playing with me)

Her: Lutho mzala!!! (looking at the car) Hayi, imoto yakho le?

➢ (I’m not cousin!!! Hayi, is this your car?)

Me: Cha mzala ekaLungile.

➢ (No, cuz, it belongs to Lungile)

Her: (looking at Lungile) Hayibo sisi, uzile kanti?

➢ (Wow sister, you came?)

They then share a hug… my mom appears…

Her: (doing the show-off limp walk yamaBhinca) Hawu Dladla…. Mgabadeli

Me: (cheering her) Owagabadela izinkundla zakwaBulawayo….

We then share a long hug. I so missed my nine-month investor…

Her: (spinning me) Hawu… you really took after me… look at the hips and ass…

Sihle: And the big legs…

I rush to him and we do our handshake then I hug my brother… man, I missed him too. Well,
Thando, I did miss but I mean, I forever see him ‘cause he visits me from time to time.

Voice: Hayi, usengikhohliwe mina uZinyane kaYihlo…

➢ (Wow, her father’s heiress has forgotten me)

She has her arms already opened. I run to her armsa and I hug her tight.

Me: Khulu!!!

Her: hayi…

She lets go of me…

Me: Unjani muhleza?

➢ (How are you, beautiful?)

Her: (laughing) Hayi suka… musa ukudlala ngami.

➢ (Oh stop, stop fooling with me)

Lina: Cha gogo, akadlali ngawe…

➢ (No granny, she isn’t)

They all turn to her… khulu opens her arms wider., signaling for her and Lungile to also join in
the hug. They do so and we all share a hug. One thing about Khulu, she never picks. She loves
all of us equally, even the Non-Dladlas. As long as you in the homestead, she will embrace you
and treat you like a Dladla.

Voice: Zinyane lami

Me: (looking at him)

Words fail me. okay let me be honest, I left home in bad terms with him. Where do I even start?

Khulu: (whispering) Iya kuye ngane yami…

➢ (Go to him, my baby)

I look at her then back at dad. He opens his arms and I just hug him. He hugs me tight.

Him: All is in the past zinyane.

Tears stream down… he lets go.

Him: (spinning me around) You have grown marn… and you really took after your mom.

Thando: And her dad’s inner beast…

We all look at him.

Him: What? Iqiniso, have you ever seen her determination and stop – nonsense beast? Yho!!!
(raising his hands in defeat)

We all laugh…

Dad: Awuyeke ukukhuluma uyothath imithwalo yabosisi bakho emotweni… (looking at Lina and
Lungile) ngane zami

➢ (Stop talking too much and go get your sisters’ baggage in the car. My children?)

Them: Sawubona Bab’ Dladla….

➢ (Greetings Mr Dladla)

Mom then hugs them too… A car pulls up…

“Zinyane likaYihlo”

Me: (running to him) Bab’ omncane Sbani!!!

He opens his arms and I jump on him as he spins me around.

Him: Yooh, udla ini engaka? Yeses, uyasinda Zinyane.

➢ (Yooh, what are you feeding yourself? Yeses, you are getting heavier, heiress)

He places me down and I laugh…

Me: Wena udla ini njengoba ubaBuffy kangaka?

➢ (What are you eating ‘cause you getting buffy?)

Him: (laughing) Mxm… unjani kodwa?

➢ (Oh please… how are you, though?)

Me: (laughing) Nawe uyazibonela mos…

➢ (You see it for yourself, though)

I say spinning…

Him: Yeses, usufana noMa wakho marn… (looking at my dad) weeh bhuti, uqinisekile ukuthi
uZinyane owala ekhaya…

➢ (Yeses, you now look exactly like your mom. Hey brother, are you sure that Heiress is a
Dladla…)

Dad: Fokof Sbani

➢ (Get lost Sbani)

Ncane: Cha ngiyabuza bhuti ngoba ngathi ngibona umakoti la…

➢ (No brother, I am just asking ‘cause I see a wife here…)

Dad shots a death stare…

Ncane: Hayi bengidlala bhuti…

➢ (Sorry, I was just joking brother)

Everyone laughs. The other doors of the car that ncane came with open…

“Kunini silinde ukubuliswa”

➢ (How long have we been waiting for our hugs too?)

“futhi ngize ngadela bhuti”

➢ (I have even lost hope)

Me: Bab’ omncane…

We share a hug…

Him: (smiling) Hayi marn… Nolwandle?

Mom: Hayibo!!!

He looks at mom…

Him: (laughing) hayi sorry… impazamo. Bengithi nguwe lo.

➢ (Sorry, it was a mistake. I thought it was you for a sec.)

Me: (holding my chest) Ohhh???

Him: (laughing) Ngiyadladla ngane yami…

➢ (I’m joking my child)

➢

Everyone laughs
“hayi umdali shukuthi akafuni ngiyithole le hug shame”

➢ (Hayi… this is a sign from the lord that I shouldn’t offer a hug)

Everyone laughs.

Problem with my family is that, they all want to get the first hug. They forget that I am one and
not divided.

Me: (hugging him) Bab’omdala… ungasho njalo…

➢ (Bab’ omdala, don’t say that)

Him: Hayi angisayifuni…

➢ (Hayi, I no longer want to)

Me: (side eyeing him) Hayi… okay. Vele ngizohamba

➢ (Hayi, okay. I will leave then)

I attempt to leave but he pulls me to him and he hugs me… I laugh

Him: (looking at me) Why do I have to always get the last hug?

Me: (pointing at Ncane Langelihle) Blame him and plus last hugs are the greatest.

Everyone: (eyeing me) Hawu?!

Omdala: Isilwane

➢ (Jealousy)

Thando: (carrying the suitcases)Asinaso isilwane. Sonke siyazi ukuthi the first hug is of the most
special one… which is me.

➢ (We are not jealous, at all. we all know that the first hug is offered to the special one…
which is me)
Everyone: Voestek wena/ hayi suka/ umsangano lowo/ doti lowo

I laugh… I spot my mom, holding my friends… man, they deserve a picture.

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Ntokozo

It is now around 5h35 and we are all seated by the dining room in the main house. Sihle and
Thando brought in our suitcases and the grocery, along with the alcohol, which everyone is
happy about. Lina got the chance to talk to Sihle and Thando. The children are still asleep in one
of the rooms in the main house.

Dad: so how will this work MaDwala?

Khulu: okumele kwenzeke ukuthi uZinyane uzongena emgonqweni for iviki kanye nentombi
ezingu – 4 azikhethile… okungu Lungile,Lina, Nosipho kanye noSthembiso. Sizobagcoba
ngobomvu bese bayaqala ukuhlala emgonqweni, lapho bazohlala khona balungiselele usuku lo
mcimbi. Bazosina bahlabele kuze lufike le losuku, okunguMgqibelo. Phakathi kweviki, kuzoza
omama bomnhlanga bazobahlola. NgoLwesihlanu, kuyomele kucithwe igazi, inkomo kanye
nembuzi. uZinyane uzofakwa isigaxo, okuyiso isphandla. Umhlwehlwe uzobekwa endaweni
elungile… indawo eyaziwa yimina kanye noMakoti… (Mom bows in respect) NgoMgqibelo
ekuseni, enkathini zezalukhwazi, sizoya emfuleni siyogezi ubomvu… bazobuya bazozilungiselela
ukuqala umcimbi… ohh, ezinye izintombi zizoza zonke ngoLwesihlanu ntambama zizolindela
kuze kuse…. Khona onombuzo?

➢ (Zinyane will be isolated for a week in a rondaval, along with the 4 girls of her choice, who
are Lungile, Lina, Nosipho and Sthembiso. They will be covered with a clay mixture before
their lockdown in the rondaval, which they will be preparing theirselves for the ceremony.
They will practice their dancing and singing until the day of the ceremony, which is on
Saturday. During the week, the reed ladies will come and run a virginity test on the girls. On
Friday, we will have to slaughter, the cow and the goat. Zinyane will have to be installed a
goat skin wrist bracelet, to bond with the ancestors. The satured fats of the lining of the
cow’s belly will be kept in a safe place, that Makoti and I will only know of. On Saturday
morning, in the wee hours, we will head to the river with the girls to remove the clay.
When they come back, they will prepare for the ceremony. And ohh, the other reed girls
will cross night from Friday evening til the morning. Any questions?)

Silence
Her: (looking at me) ksasa ngizophuma ngiyofuna okudingakalayo… imvunulo yenu
seniyikhethile?

➢ (Tomorrow I will be out, looking for the needed things for the ceremony. Have you chosen
your attire?)

Me: Ehhe Khulu… siyikhethile. Siyithenge eZuluBeadSA. Sidinga inani la lezintombi

ezizongivunulisa.

➢ (Yes Khulu, we have chosen it. we actually bought is at ZuluBeadSA. We only need the
number of the girls that will be dancing with us.)

Khulu: Bangu – 73

I look at the girls.

Me: kulungile Khulu…

➢ (Okay khulu)

Khulu: Itheme yenu?

➢ (Your theme?)

Me: White and Gold or White and Yellow.

Khulu: (impressed) ukukhanya kanye nesikhwele…

➢ (Light and Jealousy)

Me: (laughing) Ehhe…

➢ (Yes)

Dad: Afterparty theme?

Bab’omncane Sbani: Kune Afterparty?

➢ (There is an Afterparty?)

The elders: Ehhe Sbani

➢ (Yes Sbani)
I feel like laughing but I contain it.

Khulu: Kulungile ngane yami… hambani niyolala. uSthe uzofika ngabo8. Ngo12 ngizonifaka
esigodlweni mangibuya.

➢ (Okay my child. Go get some rest. Sthembiso will arrive around 8am. At 12am, your
lockdown will be official)

We nod, bid our goodnights and we head to the rondaval next to the cement table and chairs,
which is on the far end of the yard on the right side. We get there…

Lina: Hayi no… la siseRoyal Tlhabeng. iRondaval elinkulu soh? How loaded is this family kanti?

➢ (Hayi no, we are at Royal Tlhabeng here. Such a big rondaval? How loaded is your family?)

Nosipho: Sisi… more like the Kardeshians…

We laugh, take out the sponges and we sleep. No bed for us until Saturday, you heard the old
lady.

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Karabo

Yho… what a Thursday morning!!! I am at Thapelo’s house with the clan. We are just chilling
with some drinks and braai.

Thabang: Heyi lona… when are you getting married? We are tired of always burying people.

We laugh…

Tumisho: Bachelors for life lah

Obakeng: For life…

Tumi: For life

Thapelo: ha…

Thabang: (interrupting him and taking away his beer) uhm… not you.

We laugh…

Thapelo: (chuckling) Ngizokushaya wena.

➢ (I will bash you up)

Well, we always talk Zulu and Ndebele because our mother originates from KZN, eHlathuka and
my brothers and I grew up there so we always prefer zulu than Sotho. Tumi is Ndebele so yeah.

Thabang: (laughing and imitating a girl’s voice) sorry big brother…

We laugh…

Tumisho: Karabo?

Me: Hayi, I have retired… I saw a girl

Tumi: You mean a wife…

I look at him. He laughs. The clan is still shocked.

Thabang: (gasping while holding his chest) haaa, you cheating on me?

Me: Voestek wena.

Tumisho: Karabo, are you okay?

I look at him exquisite, with my left brow up.

Tumisho: (feeling my forehead) Hayi… he is sick.

I slap his hand away rom me. They sit on the chairs.

Thapelo: Telll us about her.

Me: (staring into space) Yho…

Flash backs on the day I first saw her, crossing the road at the traffic lights, to sportscene… to
the Campus saga. I then tell them everything.

Obakeng: Can we see her pic at least?

I take out my phone, straight to the gallery and I hand him the phone.

Him: DAMNNN!!!!

They all gather around him.

Them: SHIT/FUCK/ YESES/ YERRR!!!!

They hand me back my phone

Tumi: where do you get them???

Me: (chuckling) I actually don’t know but I know I am definitely marrying this one in a year from
now.

Obakeng: I disagree… I can bet 500k on that.

Tumisho: me too

Thapelo: I agree with Obakeng…

Me: Aight, bet. And when I marry her, I want my 500k(s)

They all agree. I get a call.

Income call: Sly

~CONVO~

ME: SLY

Him: Ruthless, I have found her… she is in Bushbuck Ridge.

Me: Bush?

Him: Yes, she is having her 21st upcoming as a virgin ceremony.

~end of call~

Me: We are head to Bushbuck Ridge Friday night

Them: Why?

Me: uNtokozo uyemula Saturday

➢ (Ntokozo is celebrating 21 years still a virgin)

Silences

Them: Whattt?!!

Me: Ehhe…

➢ (Yes)

Obakeng: You telling me that Ntokozo is a virgin?

Tumi: if you score this one, I swear you are the man amongst men.

Thabang: (raising his beer while standing) Bushbuck Ridge it is.

Tumi: (with is whiskey glass) It is

Tumisho: (with his beer) it is

Obakeng: (with his beer) it is

Thapelo: (with his beer) It is

Me: (with my whiskey glass) it is

We do a cheers. I am sure you are shocked with our choice of drinks/ beverages. Well, only
Tumi and I drink whiskey, the rest… yeah.

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Ntokozo

Kuze lufike lo lusuku!!! Ngemula namhlanje. Kuthi ngigiye kwedlulele. Inhliziyo yami ibunene
kakhulu ngoba ngilincwelisile ibito lakwaDladla futhi ngilihloniphile igceke likababa.

(At long last, this day has arrived. I am celebrating my pureness today. I feel like overly dancing.
My heart is at relief because I have purified the name, “Dladla” and I have respected my
father’s homestead.)

It is now 6 a.m and I am by the river with the other reed girls, along with Lina, Lungile, Nosipho
and Sthembiso. Siyagezi (we are clensing ourselves). According to the culture, we have to
cleanse ourselves by the river and to be honest, I have never been so happy to bathe in very
cold water’cause wow!!! This clay mask on my body is freaken itching.

Lungile: Hayibo sisi, wangena buh phakathi emfuleni soh?

➢ (Hayibo, you just had to enter full bodied in the river?)

Lina: ungaze umbuze futhi… kuthiwe sizisule nje hayi kuthi ufake wonke umzimba emfuleni
obandayo, onomnikazi.

➢ (You could say that again… they said we must wipe ourselves not put our entire bodies on
the river, like there is no snake or like the water is not cold)

Me: (splashing water on my face) kuthiwe akusiyona impoqo ukuba ufake wonke umbzimba
emfuleni, hayi ukuthi asivumelekile sisi.

➢ (They said, it is not compulsory to do so, not that we are not allowed to my sister)

Lina: but who in their right minds with do that at 6 a.m?

Me: (washing my body) me…

They giggle while shaking their heads… uMaMKhwanazi starts a song as we carry on bathing.
The other girls join me by putting their enter bodies in the river.

“Usekhulil’ umntanami’ MaMkhwanazi

“Usekhulil’ umntanami” everyone

“Ngizwa ngishaywa luvalo” MaMkhwanazi

“Ngizwa ngishaywa luvalo” everyone

“Usezodlala abafana”

“Usezodlala abafana” everyone

“Eskoleni” everyone

They carry on…

Lungile: Usufikile ephuphweni lakho sisi… Uyemula

➢ (Finally, you have reached your goal my sister… you 21 and still a virgin)

Me: (giggling while exiting the water) Yhoo, kuze ngifike

➢ (yhoo, at long last)

Her: Loyamhlwehlwe ungalinge uhlephuke tuu!

➢ (That belly lining should not tear up, are we clear?)

Me: Ahh, asithembe uAunty Lwabo akawutholanga.

➢ (Ahh, I really hope Aunt Lwabo doesn’t do anything to it)

We look at each other and we burst into laughter.

MaMkhwanazi: Dladla noTshambo lapho!!!

Us: Shwele Ma…

➢ (Sorry Ma)

The sun is rising, let me head back

…
It is now the noon hours. The other reed girls are outside dancing and all dressed up. The yard
is already buzzing full. Cars are parked in and out of the yard. I am looking at all of this from the
rondaval we are in. I haven’t left it since we came back from the river, although the girls were
allowed to. I am very glad that imivunulo yethu arrived kahle.

The reed girls are wearing yellow pleated skirts with white sports bra, yellow plain beads (from
head to toe), imbatata and they are carrying yellow umbrellas. Khulu, mom and my aunties
made sure of their attire. We don’t want an off-tune phela. They want unity. Khulu said that it is
not necessary for them to show their boobs. But, They were not allowed to wear uMutsha.

Sthembiso, Lina, Lungile and Nosipho are wearing white pleated skirts, gold and white beads
from head to toe but umutsha(waist beads) is plain white, imbatata and they will be carrying
shields and beaded hand sticks.

I am dressing in the rondaval when khulu and mom come in.

Khulu: Thatha iphofphof yakho… uyifake engalweni yakho yakwaleft.

➢ (Take, put on you PhofPhof. Put it on your left arm)

I take it and I do as told. Mom coms forward with uMqhele kodwa owabesifazane, hayi isicolo.
It is basically like ibangel but it is beaded, gold and white and it has inyembezi(the waterfall
beads) on the forehead.

She firstly ties my faux locs to a very high ponytail, ties a white headwrap around my skull then
takes it and as she attempted to put it over my head, I kneel down… Khulu ululates and the 4
troublesome girls enter and they join Khulu. My mom has this satisfied look on her face. She
puts it over my head, I stand, hug her and I start doing some moves. They ululate even more.

Sihle enters… he is jamstuck. Thando follows… they stand by the door with their mouths
hanging.

Mom: Valani umnyango!!!

➢ (Close the door!!!!)

They snap out and they enter and close the door.
Khulu: nifuna ini?

➢ (What do you want?)

Thando: DAMNIT!!! MAMAS!!!nguwe loh?!

Me: in the flesh.

He hugs me then he puts the gold and white beaded bangals on my left hand… 7 of them. Sihle
hugs me then he does the same but on my righ hand. You can just imagine how full my wrists
are, but isphandla is making everything look very exceptional.

Him: (kneeling on one knee) Mgabadeli

He is offering me a spear that is beaded in white.

Me: (taking it with pride) Dladla.

The ladies in the room ululate and my granny throws in a few moves… we cheer even more.

Okay, let me move you away from suspense… I am wearing a white pleated short skirt, umutsha
oGold and White, gold and white shoulder to elbow beads, imbatata, the white phofphof that
Khulu gave me, the crown that mama gave me, the white headwrap, ubuhlalo basemlenzeni
okuwhite and gold, the bangals that Thando and Sihle gave me and I am carrying the spear that
Sihle handed me. I also have the white and gold beaded necklace.

Khulu: Lo mkhonto nana, uyowushiya kuBaba wakho. Uma nje ngiqala ingoma yokuqala nje,
uyowuhloma kuyihlo, siyezwana?

➢ (With this spear, you will give it to your dad. As soon as you start with the first song, you
will hand it to him, are we clear?)

Me: Yebo Khulu

Mom: Then when you have done that, your dad will take it as acceptance then uzogiya. When
he is still dancing, you come to me, take the white umbrella and umsila wenkomo…
I look at umsila and it is already beaded on the handle.

Khulu has put umhlwehlwe over my shoulders. I must say, isiphandla esinoboya abude
siyangifanela. The smell, I have gotten used to… I mean, it is not the first time I am wearing it so
yeah. I am on my knees. Lina, Lungile, Nosipho and Sthe are by the door of the rondaval while
the other girls are still dancing.

Khulu: Mgabadeli

Me: Dladla

Her: Siyabonga ngokuziphatha kwakho

➢ (We appreciate you for abstaining for this long)

Me: Dladla

Her: Sowuzophuma manje… umhlwehlwe loyo uzositshela

➢ (We are now going to leave. That belly lining will determine the truth)

Me: Dladla

Her: Sekunguwe namadlozi

➢ (It is now between you and the ancestors)

Me: Dladla

She leaves the room and I am left alone. I take a deep breath and I also head out.

As I go out, the girls start a song and everyone turns their attention to me as the other reed girl
get on one knee and my friends dance with me till we reach the main tent. I swear, I didn’t
expect such a huge number of people. Yes, we have done umemulo before but it was not as full
as this. The two tents were full and other people even sat on the artificial grass around. Others
are seated by the cement chairs and tables.

…
“ngiyabonga bazali bami” me

“ngiyabonga bazali” all

“ngi’khulise kanzima,

Bheka manje seng’yayibona,

Ngiyay’bon impumelelo” all

We carry on singing as I make my way to my dad… I offer the spear. He takes it will pride. Yho
kodwa uDaddy. (Sigh)

He does his moves and I head to mom and I take umsila and the umbrella.

We have been singing and dancing. People have money shame. My umbrella was taken away
because it was full of money. Around my body nje, I am filled with money and also on the
ground. My aunts kept coming and clearing it but I think they gave up cause yho kunini
besukuma? The reed girls are on their knees and me and my friends do our routine… they then
kneel down too, signaling me to start a song.

Me: (pacing up and down) Lungile Baba

All of us: Sizobekezela

Kulungile

Kulungile

“Heyi kulungile” me, leading

“ kulungile Baba

Sizobekezela

Kulungile, kulungile”
The drum girls Starts drumming and I start dancing. Nosipho joins along as we had our routine
on this one vele. We carry on. We do amafeshe and the crowd goes wild. The men are blowing
whistling and cheering while women ulululate. They start filling the basin that they put money
on and it is now over flowing. My family… priceless reaction, futhi uKhulu yena…

“Ngizophumelela” me

“ngizo… phumelela,

Ngisey’ntombi nto” everyone

“ngizophumelela” me

We all start dancing…

“Ngizo… phumelela,

Ngisey’ntombi Nto” all

“Ngizovala mathanga” me

“Ngizo…” all

“Ngizo” me

“phumelela, ngisey’ntombi Nto” all

We do our routine with Sthe, Nosipho and Lungile… Lina joins along.

Men stand and start pinning us with money. We get on our knees and I spot Liyana between
the men, pinning money on us. Nxaa… ufunani loh la? He puts a stake of money on the basin
and my auntie takes the basin in the main house and returns with it empty.

As the others dance, an old woman heads to me and pins 200rands notes all over me… As she
was done, I got up and I did the appreciation dance for her. Her face lightens up.

Her: inhlanhla nesibusiso zikwandele ngane yam. Ngathi ungagana ebukhosini ngamakhono
akho obuhholi.

➢ (I wish luck and blessings upon you, my child. I wish for you to marry into a Royal family
with those leadership skills of yours)
Me: (kneeling down with one knee while shaking her hand) Ngiyabonga Ma… kwande impela.

➢ (Thank you so much Ma. Let is expand indeed)

She then hugs me.

Nosipho was given the spear to choose the one to pin money on me next as we sing… I take a
glimpse WTF! Can’t this day get any better?

Me: (whispering to Lina) What is he doing here and how did he know?

Lina: I don’t know… maybe he is a plus one

Lungile: Wait isn’t that Mokoena?

Me: Ehhe

Lina: hayibo… he really loves you hle.

He is heading my way with the spear while giving Liyana a smirk.

Me: (before getting on my knees) I swear, I would have left but I don’t want to cause a scene.

They laugh and I get down on my knees. There are men behind him, 4 of them with bags. He
smiles at me then takes out a R100 note and puts it next to me.

Him: (whispering) Umuhle nkosazane.

➢ You look beautiful, Miss)

He got up before I could respond. I am Very sure these devils heard him, judging by their
smirks… the 4 men then open the bags and take out stakes of money… others were pinning it
on me, while others were emptying the bags on the basin and on the ground. Everyone cheers
as men got up and started doing their dance and women ulululate. Khulu is doing her dance
too. Everyone is just going wild… hands being clapped, whistles being blown and clan name
recycled left right and center. The reed girls are also showing off their asses. Hayi shame, I also
want to dance but they are still pinning me with money. Kanti abaqedi na nabo?

“ Heyi, awusididlu ngan warm” one of the men

Yeses, that voice… Hayi, is can’t be!!!

“zimthand intsizwa” everyone including the crowd

“ngeliny ilanga” the men again

“zihamba naye” everyone

Someone from the crowd: AwuyIhlabe abakuzwa!!!

➢ (Sing my brother, they don’t hear you!!!!)

“Heyi awesidudlu ngan wami” the men again

“Zimthand intsizwa “ everyone

The drum girl begins drumming. Guys this was supposed to be my closing song. Lina, Nosipho,
Sthe and Lina start doing our routine. Cheers are head. Hayi abaqedi laba Mina ngiyasukuma.

Karabo

“heyi Shona malanga” Thabang

“Shooooooo ona

Shona malanga” everyone

She then got up and joined the girls that were dancing. I seemed like they already had a
routine. They dance…

“heyi awesidudlu ngan wami “ Lungile, taking over while they get on one knee, leaving Nto,
dancing alone.
People then cheer even more. I spot an old lady, by the family’s side, doing some moves.i turn
my attention back to Nto. The way her leg goes up with rhythm… the leg combo moves. Hayi
marn. As I am still looking at her, she does the moving back moves, everyone is ready for it.

“Eshiiiiiii” men, while clapping their hands.

“hayi ayesidudlu mngan wami” Lungile, moving to her friend.

Everyone is now calm. The drums stopped

“zimthand intsizwa “ everyone

“ngeliny ilanga” the girl that gave me a spear, she sings standing too… heading to Nto

“zihamba naye” everyone

“awesidudlu mngan wami” another one, the one from Sportscene.

“Zimthand intsizwa” everyone

“ngelingy ilanga weeh” another one, also join the others.

“Zihamba naye” everyone

They are all around Nto, who is emotional.

“Shona malanga” Nto, closing the song.

My eyes are out… was that her voice? Yeses… I look at Obakeng and Tumi who are jamstruck… I
mean, they still have the money notes that they had to pin on Nto. The girls then hug.

“Nchhooo” everyone.

“Dladla

Vezi

Mgabadeli, owagabadela izinkundla zakwa Bulawayo.”

One men got up from the family’s side, heading to her. The man is very good looking, and has a
very expensive taste.

“Mhlophe

Dala

Magalel’agoqe okweshongololo “

Everyone ulululate and whistle

“kweyama

Mnembe

Mgabadeli”

He reaches Nto and they share a hug.

Voice: Wena wakwaBulawayo

Everyone: Dladla

Voice: Dwala

Everyone: Dladla

Voice: Mhlophe

Everyone: Dladla

Voice: Mgabadeli

Everyone: Dladla

Her mom: Vezi

Everyone: Dladla

Her mom: Zinyane likaVezi

Ladies ulululate… got up and started singing.

“Mntanami kuyabongwa” her mom

“Mntanami,

Kuyabongwaaa” everyone

“kubong omncane kubong omdala” her mom

“sekubong oncane kubong omkhulu” everyone

“ngith izandla,

Ziyagezana” the old lady who was dancing

“mntanam” everyone

“Hheee” her mom

“kuyabongwa

Sekubong oncane kubong omkhulu “ everyone

Voice: Lalelani lamagama!!!!

They carry one singing, with the old lady and her mom, leading the song and pinning Nto will
money as well. To be honest, this has got to be the best 21st upcoming ceremony I have been
to.

Ntokozo

It is now sunset and I am with the girls in the rondaval. People are outside, eating. Others
changed for the after-party ceremony. The money is at the main house, in my room. My day
and Khulu are counting it and blessing it.

Lina: Haa we Ma… guys I made 6k today… do you know what I can do with it? Girl, thank you for
doing this ceremony shame…
I laugh…

Sthe: hayi njani…. I only made 3k.

Lina: try harder next time

We laugh.

Lungile: cry now… I made 8k

We look at her… she is so happy hle

Nosipho: Oops, I made 12k

All of us: What!!!

Lina: Damnit… I’m no longer in the Top 3.

We laugh and Khulu heads in with mom oalong side.

Khulu: (hands on her waist) hayi, Ntokozo Dladla… ungehlule today.

➢ (Ntokozo Dladla, you have defeated me today)

She claps her hands in disbelief and defeat. I am now worried. I don’t know what I did wrong
cause as far as I know, umhlwehlwe didn’t tear up.

Mom: Zinyane usehlule

➢ (You really proved us wrong)

What if it is the Karabo Internet saga?

Me: Ngenzeni Ma?

➢ (What have I done Ma?)

Khulu: Khuluma nengane yakho Nolwandle…. Ngehluleka

➢ (Talk to your daughter Nolwandle… I have given up)

Mom: Nto… uR230 450?

Me: Ma?

Khulu: solokho kwaba yimi nje… solokho ngiphila, angikaze ngithathe isikhathi esinhaka
ngibhala imali… solokho kwaba yimi, angikaze ngibonge imali engaka. Ngisho nangomemulo
wabomzala bakho, angikaze ngabala imali edlula uR10 000… le ngiyayiqala.

➢ (Ever since I have been alive… Ever since I lived, I have never spent so much time, counting
money. I have never seen so much money in my life. Even in the previous ceremonies, I
have never counted money that exceeds R10 000. This is my first time.)

Mom: Ntokozo, R230 450 wonke?

➢ (Ntokozo, a whole R239 459?)

All of us: What!!?

Me: Mama awudlali ngami

➢ (Mom, you are not fooling me)

Mom: Lutho… buka, leli elomhlolo

➢ (Not at all. This is a day of miracles)

Me and the girls do a little dance.

Khulu: ngiyazixhenya ngani zingane Zam

➢ (I am very proud of you all)

Mom: hayi nginethulela isgcoko…

➢ (I really have to give it to y’all)

We rush to hug them both.

Khulu: (laughing) Okay… okay… okay… go wear something to cover your boobs and go serve the
men outside.

We wear white sports bras and we head to the main house.

Karabo

I am seated with the clan, talking. I then spot her walking towards the main house with Lungile.
This stead is very modern for a rural house… it is huge, paved, a tar drive way, the sitting areas,
the stretching to the river backyard… the Ndebele paintings on the rondavals… did I mention
the architectured main house and the security system by the gate?

She walks out again with Lungile, carrying a tray with three large plates and Lungile has a tray
with two bottles of whiskey and glasses, along with ice and a two litre sprite. Nto marn… the
gold and white suits her so much… yeses, this girl is mooi. When we talk about uBuhlebendalo,
she takes the trophy. And that lower body… marn, when I tap that…

Thabang: Yeses…

They reach us.

Lungile: Sanibonani

➢ (Greetings)

Nto: (smiling) Ha… lotshani

➢ (Greetings)

The clan: yebo/ sho/Nkosazane

Me: Lungile… Nkosazane

Nto: (smiling) besithi silethe okubambisayo ngaphambi komcimbi olandelayo.

➢ (We thought it would be a respectful gesture to bring y’all something to eat for the time
being, before the following event)
Clan: Siyabonga/ siyabonga ntokazi

Nto: ningathanda ukugeza izandla?

➢ (Would you like to wash your hands?)

We agree… they leave and come back with bows of warm water and dry cloths on their
shoulders. The water has lemons inside. I noticed she removed Umhlwehlwe.

Her: (smiling) Senizosho makukhona enikudzingayo

➢ (Call us if you need anything)

Me: singakhuluma?

➢ (Can we talk?)

We step aside as Lungile takes to bowl from her.

Me: (looking a her) awusemuhle Nkosazane

➢ (You look beautiful, Miss)

Her: ngiyabonga and how did you know about…

Me: The ceremony… I have my ways… MaMhlophe. I got a present for you.

I head in the car and I take out a wrapped box and a paper bag with other wrapped gifts

Her: hawu… it was not necessary

Me: take It as a birthday gift

Her: (taking the gifts from me) ngiyabonga Karabo

She puts the gifts down and she hugs me. I hug her back tightly. She pulls away

“Zinyane!!! Buya sizoqeda phela” the old lady

Her: (giggling) Uhm… that’s my granny… I go to rush.

Me: that’s your granny? She looks young to be a granny

Her: (laughing) I know, right?

Me: (smirking) Too bad she is going to be a great grandmother soon

She chokes on her salavia

Her: (nervous) I got to go… see you later on.

Me: wait before you go, can I take you back to Joburg tomorrow?

Her: uhmm… Karabo

Me: please, zinyane likaYihlo.

She laughs.

Her: So you heard that one

I nod

Her: okay then… you can take me back to Joburg tomorrow. Bye Karabo

She takes the gifts and she heads to the main house. Yeses… her locomotor, it is as if she

Is lazy to walk and that makes her brackets more exceptional. Hayi marn… I look at my shaft
down there… Fuck, what is this girl doing to me?!!

Tumisho: yerr… that is a real woman there.

Thabang: did you see her dance?

Them: (hands on their heads) Yho yho yho yho yho!!!!!

Thapelo: uBuhlebendalo impela

Tumi: Cuff her Khoza

Thapelo: (laughing) or I will cuff her

Me: Voestek… let’s eat so we can head back to the hotel to change for the party.

Tumi: woah, you and Ntokozo are riding back to jozi together?

Me: yes

Silence

Tumisho: woah… woah… woah… with which car?

Me: the one we came with.

Thabang: then thina sibuyela ngani?

Me: khandani icebo madoda.

➢ (Make a plan man)

I got up to leave…

Tumisho: Hayi mara Karabo

I turn to look at them. I shot a stare.

Them: Hayi we will/ hayi okay/ sizobona/ nex

Me: Jabula makunjalo madoda.

➢ (I’m glad we are on the same page)

Ntokozo

I got to the house and Khulu is waiting for me with mom and Aunt LWwabo. They look at the
gifts with curiousity. I look at them, smile and I start opening the gifts. I open the paper bag first
and I find more wrapped boxes. I one the first one and it has a gold necklace with a heart jew…
my mom and auntie are on thir feet, standing next to me.

Auntie: Damnit, is that pure gold?

Mom: Iyona Lwabo… pure 18ct.

Aunt does a whistle. I look in the jew and it has a picture of me… it is the one on Thando’s page.
In this picture I am wearing a white bodycon dress that goes slightly down my knees, a white
and brown mersh fleece jackets and I tied my Faux loc into a neat ball with flower decorating
pins on the ball. It is when I was in campus, remember? Mom takes it and she looks through the
jew.

Her: Yeses, awusemuhle la ngane yam…

➢ (Yeses, you look dashing in this picture my child)

Aunt: (looking at it too) Yeses, wamane wafana noMa wakho.

➢ (Yeses, you became your mom’s splitted image in this picture)

I open the other box and I find a Rolex watch…

Mom: (eyes out) Haibo… iRolex? Zinyane sowaqoma nah?

➢ (Wow… a whole rolex? Heiress, are you dating?)

Me: (laughing) lutho ma.

➢ (Not at all Mom)

Aunt: Hayi… sewashada loh.

➢ (Wow… that means she is married)

Mom: Ziphuma kuphi lezinto?

➢ (Where are this gift from?)

Khulu: Le lashende lakwaMokoena ngikutshele koti. Became nalo la kaphandle.

➢ (They are from that Mokoena boy, Koti. They were standing together outside.)
Mom: Haibo Nto… sowumtholile umaqondana?

➢ (Haibo Nto… Have you found your one and only?)

Me: Cha ma… you know I hate boys.

➢ (No mom… you know I hate boys)

Mom: I give up.

I look in the paper bag and a wrapped big white Kitkat chocolate appears, along with Lindt
collection chocolates. All in white chocolate.

Mom and Aunt: Nchoo….

Me: (screaming) Hayi!!!!

I opened the big box and a pair of Nude puffy high elastic slippers are spotted. They are
Mokoena – khoza ones… OMG!!! I look in the box and I also spot a denim Mokoena – Khoza
cargo and freaken Nike White and Pink Soccer boots!!!

Mom and aunt laugh at me. Guys, I love clothes so much, futhi Mokoena – Khoza branded… I
look at the box and there is a card… my mom snatches it and aunty restrains me.

Me: Mama!!!

“Hope you like them. They are the new collection, make for you alone. Take it as a reward for
keeping yourself pure.

And when I see you on your next soccer match, I hope to see you wearing those boots.

Ngokuzayo ngilibhada kini, ngizobe ngikhipha izinkomo, ngikuyenza owami Mrs N. Mokoena,
noma ngithi Adv. N. Mokoena?

Thatha lokho njengesijeziso sokuthi angisitholanga isimemo.

I love you MaMhlophe”

Aunty: Hayi, why didn’t you invite umkhwenyane?

Me: He is not “Umkhwenyane” plus nje name angimazi

➢ (He is not your son in – law plus I don’t know him.

Mom: Isn’t karabo Sotho?

I shrug.

Khulu: Whuu… nginukelwa uthando

➢ (Whuuu… I smell love.)

Aunt: nginukelwa abashana

➢ (I sense nieces and nephews coming)

Khulu: Yeyi yeyi yeyi… ayikho nje leyo. Ngeke ngizoba uKhokho womuntu ngisasemncane soh.
Hayi ngina 60. Kway’manje ngisazama ukuthola ukuthi kuze kanjani ukuthi gibe ugogo
ngimncane soh.

➢ (Yeyi yeyi yeyi… there is no such. I can’t be a great grandmother. I am still very much young.
Not while I’m in my 60. I am still struggling to understand how I am a grandmother in such
a young age.)

We laugh…

Mom: awuthi ngikugaxhe le necklace entanyeni Zinyane

➢ (Let me help you with that necklace, heiress)

Me: uhm… no

Mom: Ntokozo ngizokushaya

➢ (Ntokozo, I will beat you)

Me: mama, kuyafana ngisayogeza

➢ (Mama, it will make no difference. I still have to go bath)

Her: uzogeza nayo… jika

➢ (You will bath with it on… now turn around)

Me: (mumbling) ha kodwa niyangithengisa la ekhaya.

➢ (Ha but y’all are selling me)

Mom: angikuzwanga

➢ (EXCUSE ME?)

Me: lutho

➢ (Nothing)

Her: ngcono uyazi

➢ (Atleast you know)

Aunt: (laughing) ehhehhee… kwamane kwabaLemon.

➢ (Hehehe… things just went south)

Khulu and aunt laugh… don’t get me wrong nerh, I missed my family but hayi, I can’t wait to go
back to Jozi.
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Ntokozo

It has been three weeks and no sign of Karabo. To be honest, I am still questioning
how he knew about my celebration. Argh… I don’t wanna lie but I always can’t
help but laugh at how my life has changed in a split of second. Man, I even try
ignoring private numbers too. Yes, the media is still on me since Thando posted a
documentary of my 21st ceremony and also the Sportscene saga. Most questions
are on the scene when him and His bothers were pinning money on me and more.
I can’t even walk without them people greeting, smiling and calling me Mrs
Mokwena.

Hayi… Anyways, I am at work, serving a customer. Well, I have been getting a lot
of people requesting to be served by me lately and I also got a raise in my salary. I
am now able to afford two sneakers with the extra money remaining after paying
rent, bills, grocery contribution and pampering too. Patricia has been very friendly
towards me lately and Lina and Lungile also got a raise too.

Me: (smiling) Is there anything else mam?

Her: (smiling widely) No, thank you.

Me: (leading her to the till) Okay, this way then

She follows me and she pays. She is so beautiful, caramel – Chocolate skinned and
has a nice slim body. I don’t want to lie, she is so gorgeous and her fashion taste is
exceptional. She has make up on but more natural look. I don’t love make up but
hers is making me reconsider my decision. She is wearing a white flurry dress and
white block heels.

Her: Thank you… and ohh, he really does love you

Me: Pardon?

Her: Mr Mokoena… he does love you. Anyways, see you around.

She flashes a smile then leaves me all jam stuck. What does she mean? Lina then
heads my way…

Lina: Woo… who is that fine lady?

Me: I don’t know yaz… but she said Karabo loves me

Her: just like that?

Me: yeah…

Her: Ehh… but yena she is Hella fine.

Me: I swear…Karabo is making my life a living hell. Ngapha my parents be nagging

me about him…. Heyi! Heyi… Karabo this… Karabo that… yhooo!!! Is a lot!

Her: Why don’t you just tell him awum’funi kerh?

➢ [why don’t you tell him that you don’t want him kerh?]

Me: easier said than done.

Her: Are you falling for him?

Me: (looking at her) Maybe… a little bit. I am not sure okay?

Her: hey… I ain’t judging. No need to be defensive. Plus nje, we all see it.
Me: Eish… (hands on my forehead) Mara I think he lost interest in me.

Her: Why usho njalo?

➢ [Why you saying that?]

Me: He no longer calls, nor checking up on me as before. Like, he doesn’t care

about me anymore.

Her: Woman, you and i know that’s totally utter rubbish. That guy loves you. I still
can’t get over what he did on your ceremony.

Me: (grabbing my phone and standing) Arghh… I need a monster.

I then head out. I just need to clear my mind. Well, today I am wearing uniform.
(Black leggings with a Sportscene workers T-shirt, my white ankle length Air
Forces and a black cap) I am now at Checkers Hyper, looking for the Monster
Energy Drink. I then take the Monster Assault one and I head to the staff queue. I
pay and I head to the Parking lot. I just find peace in the parking lot. I then sit by
those paving beams and I login on Instagram and I see Karabo is live. I join the live
and he is shirtless and his hair shocked me. He has dreadlocks? Wow. The live has
over 102k watching and 1.1M likes. Yho…

Him: (deep voice) Ehh… (Reading a comment) Ntokozo joined the live… please
add her. Well I am not sure about that to be honest. I think she is busy. But let me
try.

He then sends me a Live request. Without thinking, I accepted it.

Him: MaMhlophe

Me: Hi, unjani?

➢ [Hi, how are you?]

Him: Ngiyaphila wena unjani Mama?

➢ [I’m good what about you?]

Me: (giggling) Ngiyaphila nami

➢ [I’m good too]

Him: Abangikholwa mangithi Mina nawe siyazwana

➢ [They don’t believe me when I say you and me are together]

Me: Hawu… kumele bakukholwe

➢ [Hawu, they have to believe]

He then laughs… I then come across a comment from Alindela saying

~NTOKOZO what does your family say about this and why are you lowkey about
coming from a rich family~

Me: To answer your questions Alindela… my family is actually overjoyed by this

and I am sure you saw Thando’s live with my dad, talking about how they are
happy about my relationship with Mokoena and well, I am not being lowkey… I
actually don’t wanna be labeled as the Rich Dladla girl with my family’s riches. I
prefer to be known for my own riches and show the side that many don’t actually
know in people who come from wealthy families… like Mr Mokwena here, I don’t
know his background story but he made his own name and image. So yeah…

He is now looking at me with amazement. I then see another one… from Zolelwa
➢ Do you work at Sportscene?

Me: (laughing) Yes, I do work at Sportscene and I am proud of it. I mean, a girl has
to make a living regardless of the status.

Karabo: Wow… I feel like they are taking you away from me…

Me: (laughing) weeh… I will then not answer any more questions. Listen, I have to
go back to work, see you later?

Him: Yeah… I will pick you up after work

Me: Okay… bye

Him: (making a half heart hand gesture) bye

Me: (making it too with a smile) Bye…

I then leave the live and head back to work. And when I get there, Patricia is
waiting for me…

Her: Where were you?

Me: Sorry, I was using the restroom

Her: Mmm

I then carry on working.

Karabo

It is now 17h34 and I am at Mall Of The South, by the parking lot. I am waiting for
Ntokozo. I am wearing a grey Nike Air jogger, white long sleeve T- Shirt and blue
Lacoste Ankle length sneakers. I then wore a roofless cap and I rested my eye
length dreadlocks. I am leaning on the bonnet of the car, waiting for her and she
appears with Lungile and another girl so. She is wearing black leggiings… Damnit…

Lungile: It is rude to stare at one you know?

Me: Ungixolele Lungile… Sanibonani, MaMhlophe…

➢ My apologies Lungile… Hello MaMhlophe

Other girl: Yeses… are you sure you are Sotho coz wow your Zulu is…

I just chuckle.

Me: yes I am Sotho. MaMhlophe?

Ntokozo: Hi

Me: Unjani Heart host?

➢ How are you heart host?

The girls: Ohh..

Ntokozo: (giggling) ngiyaphila wena unjani?

➢ I’m I thanks and yourself?

Me: not okay yaz… I came here excited and I don’t even get a hug

She giggles and she comes close to me and throws her arms around my neck. I
then tangle my arms on her tiny waist. The girls start squirming. Ntokozo is still
hugging me then I notice she is on her toes. Nchoo marn!!! She then pulls away.

Her: Feeling better now?

Me: (Smirking) Umm… my lips are watery

Her: (laughing) Don’t push your stunts now… Lina, Lungi. I will see you guys later
on.

Lina: Enjoy…

Lungile: With every bit in you.

She gives her the look and we leave.

We are now on our way to Soweto and it is getting dark.

Her: let’s buy some ice cream here at McD. I will pay

Me: Why?

Her: Trust me…

Me: Okay… but I am paying…

Her: Haa…

Me: I ain’t letting no woman spend a cent on me now

She then laughs and we get the two McFlurries and she directs me to some Cliff….
NorthCliff. We get there and we get out and sat by the bonnet. Well, technically I
am leaning on the bonnet and she is seated on it. We looking at the Town’s view.
It is around 7pm so we see the city lights and cars and all.

Me: This place is so cool and chill… how did you discover it?

Her: (eating her ice cream) I know right… well, I discovered it when I first got to
Jozi. By that time I didn’t know anyone here nor know anywhere. I was there…
(she says pointing at the Taxi rank in the mall) in a taxi and when I got out, I
looked this side and I told myself I would come here. I just love the view of places
nje. Then when I got here, I found Lina and she told me it was here first time here.
She was from KZN and we instantly bonded. (Taking another bite of her ice-
cream) I then started loving the place.

Me: Wow…

She smiles and then carries on eating her ice cream. I look at her and she is look at
the sky. It is as if it is here first time seeing it.

Me: So why did you leave home?

Her: Studies.

Me: Like for real, why did you leave?

She then looks down at her ice cream than she sighs loudly.

Her: I just wanna make a living of myself, without being called the Dladla Princess.

Me: Why?

Her: Being born into riches is not nice at all. Everything just… it just becomes hard
to live with being constantly reminded that you are from wealth and all. It just
takes away you breathe… slowly… it is like having sleeping paralysis. Akukho
mnandi ukuba eSpotlighting, ukuvika izitha, lokutayo sowugeja mabuleti… That is
not life. Ukupila impilo ongayifuni, kuletha umonakalo in general. Kepha Mina
ngendalo, angithanzi ukulawulwa. Ngiti philela Impilo wami njena…

➢ Being born into riches is not nice at all. Everything just… it just becomes hard
to live with being constantly reminded that you are from wealth and all. It just
takes away your breath… slowly… like having sleeping paralysis. It is not nice
to be at the spotlight, trying to run away from enermies next thing you
ducking bullets… it is just not life plus you being forced to live a life that you
don’t desire can cause damage. But on the contrary, I just don’t like being
controlled. I just live my own life stress-free…

Me: I get you… So how have you been feeling since you got here?
Her: in my 21 years of living, these past two years have been my best and most
free time of living. Yes, they are people who still consider me the rich girl and all
but I just feel relieved from all the stress.

Me: I get you… I get you.

Her: Enough about me…. Tell me the story of Karabo Mokwena…

Me: (chuckling) Well, I don’t have much to say but that I was also like you. I also
left home when I was 16 and I came here to Jozi to live with my mother’s side of
the family. They just knew me and took me for who I am and what I am, not for
what I will be. My mom, she then introduced me to her business partners and she
trained me for 3 years. Then by the age of 19, she handed the company to me. I
then started building another business and in 3 years time, I had it known all over
the world and now a Multi-millionaire company, Bakoena Holdings. With the help
of my mom, I saw the bigger picture to expand and network more into Logistics,
Mine shares and more. That woman did a lot for me.

Her: So your mother is a Mokoena?

Me: No, she is a Khoza. She never got married to dad because of my dad choosing
wealth or her. Dad then raised me, along with my step mother who took me in as
her son… and I had siblings. But dad always wanted me to take over his company
that was a sinking ship so i ran away. My mom and step mother helped each
other in making sure dad doesn’t find me while I was at my weakest.

Her: (looking at me) Wow… now I see where the fluent Zulu is coming from.

Me! (Chuckling) Yeah… but my problem was loving… I just couldn’t love. All the
girls I dated was a matter of having them for image then buying them things so
that they leave me alone. But that changed when I saw you… When I saw you at
Sportscene, I knew you were the one. It was the first time I got nervous because
of a girl. And when you kicked me out of the commune on that day, I knew that
you were definitely the one. Hack, no one ever did that to me before.

Her: (laughing) Wow… forgive me but that day, I was Hella angry, like bruh…
Me: (chuckling) Do you always talk like that?

Her: (laughing) yep… I just prefer being me

Me: (chuckling) Aight. But to be honest, I love you Ntokozo. I really do. I am not
forcing things but I am expressing myself.

Her: (looking at me) Wow… I have had many say that but not as sincere as you
are… I like you Karabo and yes, I will give you a chance.

Me: (looking at her) serious?

Her: (giggling) Yes…

I then stand in-between her legs and I kiss her. Her lips are so soft and cold from
eating the ice cream. I then suckle on her lower lip. The kiss is very intense… her
arms behind my neck and my hands running all over her waistline, hips, thighs
and inner thighs. I then pull out of the kiss…

Me: (looking serious into her eyes) I love you MaMhlophe

Her: (smiling) I love you too Khoza

I laugh and I kiss her again and we hug for the longest time.

She is playing with my dreadlocks while I am busy rubbing her waist. We are
disturbed by an income call… Eish… eish… eish!!!! O batla eng oe?!

Incoming call: Thabang

~CONVO~

Me: Monna
➢ My guy

Him: Re emi ka wena

➢ We waiting on you.

Me: I will be there in a few.

Him: sho.

~END OF CALL~

Me: Baby, I have somewhere to be…

Her: Okay, I can take a cab.

Me: Ehh… I will drop you off anever!!!

Her: (giggling) haa… it’s not bad njena.

Me: I am not having any of it. (Gently pushing her in the car by the waist) Let’s go
Sthandwa Sami

We then leave.
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#Edited#

Ntokozo

It is another day, another week and another stay at home day. I am off today and
the girls are in. I am by my room, tidying up and re-arranging my wardrobe. Well, I
am making space for everything basically. I am also re-doing my room.

I am now done… new, shift, new bedding, new curtains, new arrangement and
new carpet. When I say new, I don’t mean from the shop… I mean I changed
them, not new. I then head downstairs to get my iced water. I then see Lesego
kissing Lungile… what? They are dating? Whoa… I then sing pass them.

Me: (singing without looking at them) I can’t see I’m blind… blind, blind, blind,
blind

They then drift apart. I just take my iced water, a pack of Doritos and a Monster
Energy Drink. Then I head upstairs. Minutes later, I hear moans. Welele, sex is a
disease guys. I then put on some earphones and I start looking at my history
module study pack and a little bit of “I was weak and he proved it by Noluthando
Shezi”. Trust me, I be reading romance books yet know nothing about this. My
favourite song then plays… Always and forever by Mariah the Scientist

Me: (singing along) Seems like I can’t get away from you

Broken heart I made for two

 I guess

And it is so confusing

Finding the right ways to express

We in love, it’s a fear

It’s a drug we do I guess

An addiction, we won’t end it.

But baby you should know this

That I aint go

I ain’t blowing on smoke

I mean I have been focused

….

I keep reading and singing then I feel someone looking at me, it is Karabo Wow...I
immediately laugh.

Him: (walking towards me) why didn’t I head tha voice long ago?

Me: (laughing) wow… how long have you been there?

Him: long enough to hear that voice

I laugh and he kisses me. That shock feeling is back. His lips are so soft and they
taste like Peppermint with sweet oil… I know right? I then pull away…

Me: Why ain’t you at work?

Him- I took a break to come and hang out with my meddie. And I am so
traumatised by the noise from the next room.

Me: (laughing) Hayi labo…

He then comes more closer to me, making me lean back on the bed. He then
kisses me, while balancing with his hands on each side of me. Damn, this man is a
great kisser yho… I then run my hands to his chest and to his back then back to
his Jawlining. He then flips me around, making me sit on him without breaking the
kiss. His arms then run to my butt cheeks and he brushes them up and down. I am
wearing a short, making myself accessable to him. I feel the member down there
rising. I then pull out of the kiss. I look at him and his eyes are bloodshot red and
lazy.

Me: (smiling) Mr down there is poking me.

Him: Do you blame him?

I laugh and I just lie on him as he tells me about his day at work. I hope I am not
putting myself in danger lah.

Anyways, Mr here decided to take me to McD coz It is my day to cook today at

the commune. Athi no wife of his will cook for anyone else. We are now ordering
inside.

Him: (holding my waist) hi, can we have 5 MC Quarter Pound meals... And one
Watermelon McFizzy… baby, wanna add something?
Me: (smiling while holding his hands that are around my waist) One McFlurry and
Appletizer.

Cashier: is that all…

Him: yes…

He pays and we get the order and leave. I am busy eating my ice cream while he is
carrying everything and drinking his Fuzz. He then laughs…

Me: (laughing) Hey, what’s funny?

Him: (laughing) the site of you eating ice cream amazes me.

I laugh and we leave… We get to the commune and he puts the food on the
kitchen counter while the gang try so hard to hide their excitement… these one
hle .. we then head outside and he bids his goodbyes and I head back in.

I will have to cut it short today… I am too exhausted.

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#Edited#

Karabo

I am by the office and it is paperwork over paperwork and back-to-back meetings.

I am so missing Ntokozo right now. I feel like seeing her but this company is
sabotaging my plans. The door then swings open… It is Thapelo, my eldest
brother.

Thapelo: Monna

➢ Man

Me: somethings never change hey?

Him: Mxm… ujwang?

➢ Mxm… how are you?

Me: I ain’t complaining what about you?

Him: (sitting down) ke grend. Ntwana, when are you gonna visit Dad?

➢ I’m good. Brother, when are you going to visit Dad?

Me: (looking at him) I ain’t doing that

Him: I assume you didn’t hear

Me: (serious) What didn’t I hear?

Him: He is marrying mom…

Me: What?! When and how?!

Him: they tying the knot in 2 months and Mme is moving in with him to
Botswana.

Me: That can not happen…

Him: why?

Me: Have you forgotten what he did? Let me refresh your mind a bit.

Him: mo…

Me: He impregnated mom with 4 kids… me, you, Thabang and Tumiso. He then
left her, devastated. He then left her for another woman, impregnated that
woman with our sisters. He then took away everything she had… every single
penny of bill. He then took us away from mom. He left her for wealt… have you
forgotten? He left mom for royalty for Christ sake!!!

Him: Karabo… there is nothing we can do. Mme o thabile. You can’t be that
greedy…

➢ Karabo… there is nothing we can do. Mom is happy. You can’t be that
greedy…

Me: I’m not being greedy… I am protecting her

Him: Then what about her happiness? Huh. Karabo? She is happy with him. We all
know she loves that man more than anything. Now get your shit together and
think of it. Act like a future king not this shit. And she wants to see you tomorrow
evening… fix your behaviour otherwise you will lose lots… including Ntokozo.

He then gets up and leave. Fuck!!!

…
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#Edited#

Ntokozo

I am currently by the mall with Thando in Witbank. Well, I came to visit for the
weekend this side and I am expecting to leave later on.

Anyways, Thand and I are done with the purchases of rats and we are heading
back to to the call.

CALLING Mom…

~CONVO~

Me: Ma… I need a favour… I need you to distract Sihle while I take the rats to the
guest room.

Her: yini…

Me: Shh… don’t act Sus mom… I don’t want Sihle to find out about this. I wanna
get back at him for making me suffer those severe period pains

Her: (laughing) but that was three years back njena?

Me: I know… I wanna make him feel the pain so bad and Thando is also following.

Her: (Laughing) but Namnam will be here too njena and she doesn’t know about
his phobia of rats

Me: ohh well, that is just the icing on top… the cherry will be a surprise.
Her: (laughing) uDangerous ngane yam…

Me: I learn from the best

We laugh and end of call.

Thando then heads back…

Him: Mara Mamas…

Me: Get in the car…. And head to McD… I want Ice cream

Him: (chuckling) you and ice cream…

Ntokozo

It is not evening and we are eating on the dinning table with Namhla and a few of
Thando and Sihle’s friends. It is just warm with family feeling. We are like 12 right
now. Namhla then decide to take the dishes to the kitchen and clear up. I then
text Thando to initiate the plan… little do they know.

Mom: Sihle noThando, go fetch the Charcoal and wood in the storage room
upstairs so that you can braai for later on when y’all are hungry.

Sihle: okay.
They then leave for the storage room. I follow behind. The door of the room is
facing the stair case so it will be easier for me. Sihle enters first and Thando then
close the door and locks it.

Sihle: (shouting) Weeh… Thando vula la…

➢ (Thando, open…)

Me:

Him: (shouting) Ntokozo… vulani lo mnango ngaphambi kokuthi ngiwukhahlele.

➢ (Ntokoozo… open this door before I kick it down)

Mom: (from downstair) Weeh Sbusiso… ngizoyishaya ingane yakho kabuhlungu.

Ngiyishayele nokuthi isabe nokutshela!!!

➢ (Heyi Sbusiso… I will beat your son so bad… so bad that he will be afraid to
even tell you!!!)

Sihle: Hawu kodwa Ma!!!!

➢ (But Mom!!!)

Mom: Ungangipheki mfan wami… angivuthwa mina.

➢ (Don’t dare test me)

Me: Remember when you left with the car 3 years ago… when I had those severe
period pains?

Him: angazi ukhuluma ngani… weMa… batshele bavule!!! Ntokozo angidlali

amaGame

➢ (I have no clue on what you talking about… Mom!!! Tell them to open up!!!
Ntokozo, I aint playing no games)

Me: okay… let me re-jog your mind…. Thando…

I lean on the wall, looking at the stair case. Thando then pushes the remote
control to the cage. Then we hear the loudest scream ever to come out of a man.
Everyone turns their attention to us… looking through the stair rails…

Him: (screaming) Ahhhgh!!!!! Ntokozo vula la!!!!! Maaaaa!!!!

Namhla: (laughing) Hayibo… yakhala kangaka indoda yam… uyenzani Ntokozo

➢ (Hayibo… why is my man crying so loud??? What are you doing to him?)

I just look at her, roll my eyes and turn my attention to the Rat-Phobic child of
Dladla. This girl just gives me chills.

Mom: They put rats in there and Hle is afraid of rats…

They then all laugh… along with his friend.

Sihle: (screaming ) Haa shit!!!!! Bekah leli likhulu njani!!! Ntokozo vula!!!!

➢ (Oh shit!!! Look at how big this one is!!! Ntokozo, open up!!!)

Me: do you remember now?

Him: Yah!!!!

Me: let’s just make sure… what did you do?

Him: hayi fok!!!! Vulani!!!! AHHHHHHH!!! WeMa!!!!!!

Me: oops Wrong answer…

We then heard foot steps from the room… big steps… Thando is on the floor, cry
laughing. Namhla is literally on her knees and his friends … others have tears,
others are holding their stomachs and others are on the floor. Dad is just
chuckling…

Mom: (Laughing) Mvuleleni uzofa uvalo!!!

➢ (Open up already… he will die of fear!!!)

Me: let’s negotiate… I let you out if only you give me 20 000rands…

Him: uyahlanya!!!!

➢ (you are insane!!!)

Me: I guess you are enjoying it in there kerh… maybe a night will do nje

Him: okay fine!!!! Deal

Me: put it on your relationship with Namhla and on your precious car

Him: I swear on my relationship with Namhla and the car…

Me: and I hope you are not bluffing coz I will burn your car Sihle

Him: yess! Now open!!

I signal Thando to open and Sihle runs out and closes the door and leans on it. He
is breathing heavily and he then looks at me.

Me: how did you feel?

Him: (angrily) shit… you damaged my soul

Me: just like those period pains did to me three years ago.
Him: so this is how they feel?

Me: (walking away) nope, not even close. Don’t get too comfy… I still have to
make you feel the physical pain… and ohhh, don’t forget to transfer my money.

I then head downstairs where everyone is dead of laughter.

Mom: Weeh Thando, khipha lawo magundane lapho.

➢ (Thando, take those rats out of here!!!!)

Thando: Kodwa ma…

➢ (But Ma…)

Mom: ithini?

➢ (What did you say?)

Him: lutho.

➢ (Nothing)

I head to the fridge, grab a Red Bull and I get seated on the table with everyone

Landela: (laughing) Waze wayenza into Ntokozo.

➢ (What a thing to do Ntokozo)

Spamandla: how did you pull it off vele?

Me: Secret leyo

Sandile: (laughing) yeses… the first scream caught me off guard shame.
Everyone then laughs

Namhla: (laughing) I still wanna know why uPunishe indoda…

Mom: (laughing) revenge

Her: for what?

Thando: Three years ago… we took dad’s car for a spin without permission and
now Ntokozo usale wanna neEmergency that needed hospital help and there was
not other transport.

Sthembile: Why did you use other cars?

Me: these bimbos took the key that opens the garage ande beyikhiyiwe ngalelo
langa.

➢ (These idiots took the key that opens the garage and the other cars were
looked inside on that day)

Landela: wait what was the emergency?

Mom: very severe period pains.

They all look shocked and they laugh…

Spha: just a period pain?

Sihle: never say that… it is more severe that you think… I felt it today emotionally
and physically.

Thando: me too

They all look at him…

Thando: I was punched on my stomach, kicked in the nuts and drained

financially…
Sihle: (banging his head on the table) wena ukhala nge2 000 Mina I’m about to
lose 20k.

Me: I’m still coming for you Thando…

Him: (shocked and stuttering) huh… haa…

Everyone laughs….

Dad: Hayi… God gave me great looking kids with brains but baWeak… langu usaba
amagundwane omunye usaba amaSpider hayi… kuze kuncono undodakazi…

➢ (God gave me freat looking kids with brains but with a lot of weakness. This
one fears rats while the other one fears spiders… Wow. The daughter is even
better)

Spha: (looking at me)usaba ini yena?

➢ (what does she fear?)

Sihle: I don’t know

Thando: hayi ningangibeki Mina… I don’t know too

➢ (Ehh, don’t look at me. I don’t know too)

Mom: nami angazi

➢ (Me too)

Dad: hayi…

➢ (Yeah nerh)

Me: name angazi ukuthi ngisaba ini

➢ (I also don’t know my fears)

Everyone laughs… I also laugh. Well, I have always been the cold one after all. We
chat and chat then I ask to be excused as mom follows me to my room.

Her: Sthandwa Sami… uzobuya downstairs angisho?

➢ (My baby… you going to come back downstairs, right?)

Me: yes mom…

She then leaves and I change to joggers and an oversized t-shirts and I head
downstairs to the living room, where I find Ma and Hlahla drinking white wine.

Me: ohh wine… do you have red?

Mom: in the wine cilla.

I then take it and head back to them. I pour myself and I drink it…

Namhla: likuphethe njani iGoli Sisi?

➢ (How is Jo’burg treating you sister?)

I look at her, examining her. This question is definitely from a back place. I see by
her reaction.

Me: okay, I guess.

I have never liked her abit. She seems too dodgy. But for the sake of Sihle, I try.

Her: am how are things going with Karabo?

I just look at her, reading her carefully… Mom looks at me. She knows my fuss is
already burning out.

Mom: (laughing nervously) hey… no fighting girls…

Her: sorry ma… I was just asking… I mean she is my sister in-law…

Mom:

Me: by only being with Sihle for two weeks, you already giving yourself a title?

Mom: Nto…

Namhla clears her throat and she looks down.

Her: but we are working on it njena? Hence, he introduced to me to the family,

Skiza.

She says the last part with a sly smile.

Me: and doesn’t it click that he also did that with his exes?

Mom: Ntokozo…

Me: No, mama. I am just making conversation with u”Skwiza”, right Skwiza?

Silence…

Me: let’s not act as if we are friends now… dont get over yourself. Induku enhle
igawulwa ezizweni and currently, I don’t see you, having the qualities of leyo
nduku enhle.

Mom: Ntokozo!!

Me! I’m just saying nje ma angithi sister in-law?

Hlahla: yes…
Me: (getting up) kuyokusiza uphume endabeni zami sis ngoba lokhu okwenzayo
baningi ababekwenza futhi abaphumelelanga.

Her: (smile) Ohh, ngizophumelela mina sisi

Me: (smirk) ngikufisela inhlanhla

I attempt to leave…

Me: And ohh, uma uthola ithuba lokugadla, ungalitshingi… (serious face) ngoba
ngeke usalithole.

Silence.

Me: (smiling) senizolala kahle.

I take the bottle of red wine and my glass and I head upstair. Let’s see if “Skwiza”
will make it to Wednesday… alive but heart broken or wrists slit.
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#Edited#

Karabo

I am currently on my way to mom’s house in Sandton and trust me, I am so

anxious about this. I can’t even imagine her marrying dad after having 4 kids
already but I guess… I guess I need to accept it. I have been paying careful
attention to what Thapelo said and I am not ready to lose anything, especially
Ntokozo.

I reach the door and it is opened so I let myself in…

Me: MaKhoza

Her: (rushing to me with a smile) Ntanami

➢ (My child)

She then hugs me

Me: (hugging her back) MaNtshingwayo

Her: (pulling away) Wena sewangilahla nje…

➢ (I see you have abandoned me)

She then walks to the living room and I follow behind then we sit.

Me: (smiling) Lutho Ma…

➢ (Not at all Mom)

Her: (serious) Mlotshwa… ngithemba sowuzwile ngomshado wami noyihlo…

➢ (Mlotshwa… I hope you have heard about your father and I’s wedding)

Me: (serious face) Yeah

Her: I know it doesn’t sit well with you but ngane yami, you need to forgive…

I just chuckle, looking at her.

Her: musa ukuhleka mangikhuluma nawe ngokubalulekile.

➢ (Don’t be laughing when I am talking to you, especially when it is important)

Me: (still chuckling) Angisineki MaBhuvugane… ukuthi ngathi sesikhohlwa

kakhulu. Kodwa asingayilapho.

➢ (I am not MaBhuvange… just that we seem to be forgetting a lot)

Her: Karabo, he is your father and you know you need to follow his steps very
soon.

Me: Ngokukhulu ukuyzithoba, angiyowayenza lawo masimba MaKhoza…

angiyobuthatha ubukhosi

➢ (With all due respect, I will not do that bullshit MaKhoza. I won’t take over the
throne)

Her: Yilapho uyilahla khona… awubukhethi ubukhosi… uzalwa nabo… Karabo, they
are always consequences to one’s actions.

➢ (That is were you get too confused. You do not choose to be from royalty, you
are born with it. Karabo, they are consequences to one’s actions)

Me: What do you mean?

Her: Rejecting royalty may come with very life affecting impacts… you might lose
everything, ranging from the companies, money, mine shares, your brothers and
even worse, your very loved one, like Ntokozo…

Me: Why do you all keep adding Ntokozo to this? I mean, you haven’t even met
her.

Her: Ngane yami, angilalanga ngamasokisi amanzi. i have once been your age. You
know that mos. Royalty is connected and it revolves around the ancestors. Don’t
ruin your life Leon kaMaKhoza… think of it carefully ngane yami.

I just look at her… thinking of what she just said… i don’t know what to make up
of this.

Her: (smiling) So when am I gonna see my makoti?

Me: (chucking) Soon Ma…

Her: Do you really love her?

Me: (thinking of her) More than anything… you have no idea Ma…

Her: (smiling) I do actually… I have never seen you this in-love. She really is the
one.

Me: I just want to wife her and make her mine officially. Just that I want to do
things accordingly… I mean I am going to be her virginity taker.

She looks at me…

Her: (laughing) Hehehe… so ungitshela ukuthi wena you haven’t been getting
some for 2 months? Wow… this girl got you walking on thin ice. I am already
loving her. Qhubeka.
➢ (Hehehe… so you telling me that you haven’t been getting some for two
months? Wow… this girl got you walking on thin ice. I am already loving her.
go on)

Me: (laughing) Yooh Ma… it is hard especially when I am with her… Khoza gets
extremely excited down there, thinking of what I am goi…

Her: (interrupting) Yeyi… too much info. I am still your mom not your peer…

Me: (laughing) Sorry Ma… to be honest, I support you, with the wedding but if he
breaks your heart again, I will be forced to forget that he is my father.

Her: (laughing) I know and ngiyabonga ngane yam…

➢ (I know and thank you, my child)

We then carry on talking and all…

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Karabo

I am now at home and man I am shit exhausted. Mom called the clan over and we
had a mini braai day. They still on Ntokozo’s 21 ceremony that took over. Hayi, I
doubt we will ever get over that one, FUCK I am still whipped up.

I am done showering. I wore my nightwear, with is a sleep cargo short and

slippers and I head downstairs to grab a can of Heinekeen. I then call MaDladla…
she picks up on the third ring…

~CONVO~

Her: (breathing heavily) Mkhathini

Me: MaMhlophe… unjani?

➢ (MaMhlophe, how are you?)

Her: Ngikhathele bo… unjani sthandwa sami?

➢ (Quite exhausted… and how are you, my love?

Me: NgiRyt… wenzani lapho sewuphefumulela phezulu so?

➢ (I am alright. Your breathing rate is very high, what are you doing there?)

Her: Ngisanda kubuya from eKhaya… manje bengisanyuka namaSUITCASE

ngiyaEroomini lami

➢ (I just arrived from home, now I am going up the stairs with my suitcases, to
my room)

Me: Hawu… bengicabange ukuthi uzongiPhonela njena?

➢ (I thought you were going to call so that I can fetch you?)

Her: Khululeka sthandwa… Ngibuyiswe uDaddy.

➢ (Don’t worry my love. Dad brought me back.)

Me: so you fixed things with your dad?

Her: Nope… they automatically fixed themselves… mamela sthandwa, awuthi

ngithi ukuyolala, ngiyasebenza ksasa…

➢ (nope, they automatically fixed themselves. Listen baby, let me finish with
that I am doing and sleep. I have work tomorrow)

Me: Okay Mgabadeli… ulale kahle… ngiyakuthanda yezwa nhliziyo?

➢ (Okay Mgabadeli… goodnight. I love you, okay?)

Her: (giggling) I know. Goodnight Karabo

~END OF CALL~

I can’t just tell her, not now. Where am I gonna start with it futhi… I need to talk
to Itumelang.
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#Edited#

Ntokozo

New day. New week and an old me. I am at work as per usual and I am with Lina.
Lungie is off today so it is just me and Lina. I am standing with her and we are
catching up…

Lina: Mtase, you haven’t told me about you showing up at 11pm last night… what
happened?

Me: work happened ntwana… as you see too.

Her: Are you sure?

Me: Yeah, why?

Her: I am just asking…

Me: Mxm… yazi i am super tired and hungry. I didn’t have enough time to eat this
morning. I only had my pineapple and oat milk smoothie.

Her: (laughing) Let’s go get something to eat… they will cover for us laba…

I smile and we leave. We head to Checker’s Hyper and we get something to eat.
Lina gets fast foods and all and I decide to go for a Pineapple and mixed berries
fruit palate with plain yoghurt and a Monster Zero sugar Taurine Energy drink and
mineral water. We pay and we head back. On our way back, some guy comes to
Lina. The guy looks like Karabo but like a dark version and he has waves instead.
Wait, I am very sure I have seen him somewhere, not sure where though.

The guy: (smiling) Ladies…

I just look at him in shock…

Lina: (pissed off) What do you want Thabang?

Him: (smirking) Hawu, kodwa MaNgwane… sengenzeni?

➢ (But MaNgwane, what have I done?)

Whoa… the voice. Hayi marn? This has to be a prank. I think Karabo tanned his
skin then cut his hair to prank me… I know right? It is crazy… Mize me… I am
hyperventilating… I then rub my eyes then look at him again, then look around.

Lina: Ntokozo, this is Thabang… he is Karabo’s brother.

I told you…. I wasn’t hyperventilating… okay, I know it is the opposite of what I

said but it counts since it involves Karabo

Thabang: (smiling) we meet again, Nkosazane. Umuhle ugcoke imvunulo uphinde

ubemuhle noma ugcoke okwamangisi.

➢ (We meet again, Miss. You look beautiful in your cultural attire and also rock
the modern casual clothing)

The Ceremony!!! That is where I know him from. The one that was leading the
song!!! OMG! These people look great when they are wearing casual.

Me: (smiling) Thank you and likewise.

He then pulls me in for a hug and his aura is a bit lighter than Karabo’s. Now I am
convinced that it is not him, the cologne too. I then pull away.
Income call…

Me: (smiling) Excuse me… I have to take this… Malindz, uzongithola esgodini.
Thabang, it is a pleasure to meet you.

Lina: Okay lovey…

Thabang: Likewise MaVezi…

I then leave and answer the call…

Income Call: Unknown

~CONVO~

Me: MaVezi, hello?

Him: I can never get enough of that voice…

Me: (Laughing) Ohh wow… unjani kodwa Mkhathini?

➢ (Ohh wow… how are you Mkhathini?)

Him: Khana ngibaRyt ngoba ngikhuluma nawe sthandwa sami… wena unjani?

➢ (I feel better now since I am talking to you my love. How are you?)

Me: (giggling) Wow… ngiyaphila nami.

➢ (wow… I am also good)

Him: (serious tone) Sthandwa sam, ngizohlula ngizokulanda when you knock off…
I need to show you something.

➢ (My love, I will pick you up after you knock off. I need to show you
something.)
Me: I wonder

Him: it is a surprise… ngiyakuthanda yezwa nhliziyo?

➢ (It is a surprise. I love you, okay?)

Me: (giggling) I know. Bye baby.

~END OF CALL~

I hold the phone against my chest after I hung up.

Me: (inside) I love you too Karabo.

…
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#Edited#

Karabo

I am currently in the office, signing documents and shit. I just got off the call with
Ntokozo and I must say, her voice just lightened my day. I can’t help but smile to
myself as I imagine her perfect smile, big baby eyes and her fluffy lashes….

Voice: Yeses, she got you smiling like an idiot yho and it doesn’t look good at all…

I raise my head and I see Itumelang…

Me: (laughing) ahh Fokof wena…

Him: (laughing) Ngiyadlala

He then sits on the chair opposite me and puts the files on the table…

Him: (laughing) Monna… ngwana ole utshweri sa ruri

➢ (My man, that girl got you whipped, big time)

Me: (chuckling) Yeses monna, hape ke marato fela…

➢ (Yeses my man, I am in-love)

Him: Hawu bari maZulu… afa amabhinca ebona izintombi…

➢ (Zulus say, “The death of bachelors by the sight of virgins)

Me: (laughing) O tomile ankere?

➢ (You starting, you see?)

Him: (laughing) Mara ntwana on a serious note, what happened to Bachelors for
life? Ke Thapelo, Thabang, nou ke wena? Aowa… re hit.ile ground floor serious.

Me: (chuckling) Thina sithi basigudluzile…

➢ (All we say is that… we really hit ground floor)

Him: impela sigudlukile…

➢ (For real)

Well, Itumelang is Tswana-Ndebele. He also has a very fluent tongue when

speaking or communicating Zulu, Ndebele, Swati and Tswana. We prefer speaking
Zulu and Ndebele more than Tswana or Sotho… you know, father issues.

Me: Thola intombi, uzothola why sigudlukile.

➢ (find yourself a woman then you will understand why we hit ground floor)

Him: Mxa… Bachelor life is better. We fuck, drink and no strings attached.

Me: (chuckling) Selikhulumile igwala

➢ (Spoken like a weak man)

Him: hayi eyi Voestek

I laugh it off…

Him: How did the meeting with your mom go yesterday?

Me: (serious face) It was okay… net nje she keeps reminding me of the throne…

Him: What did she say?

Me: She says I know what I have to do otherwise, I will suffer unburiable
consequences.
Him: Hmmm, Bafo… this is getting too far. You need to listen to them

Me: Weehhh

Him: Karabo, me and you know ukuthi that throne is your birthright. The throne
does not come from your father, but it is passed on to you from your father. It
comes from the ancestors and me and you know that the ancestors are more
than capable to take away everything you love in order for them to make you
listen.

I just look at him

Him: Karabo, if you keep on acting like this, you will suffer and it won’t only affect
you but other people you love.

Me: how bad are the after-effects of not taking it?

Him: They are hella bad… we not only talking about riches or materialistic things
but you may lose the one you love the most… not just lose, we talking about
death lah Bafo.

I look at him…

Him: Yes… the ancestors do this to put you in a very tight space. They want you to
be at your weakest, like want you to see them as your only way out.

I just look at him then at the view.

Him: (getting up to leave) Weigh your decisions well Bafo. Mina, I have work to
do…

He then leaves… I then decide to make a phone call….

~CONVO~

Him: my long lost son

Me: Mokwena

Him: What do I owe this call?

Me: Ke kopa kopano le wena.

➢ (Can we meet up?)

Him: I am currently in Botswana ngwanake

Me: I don’t mind coming there

Him: This must be serious since it is making you come back this side

Me: I will be that side on Friday…

Him: (laughing) Okay

~END OF CALL~

It is about time I did the right thing before I cause any damage.
INSERT 19

#Edited#

Ntokozo

I have knocked off and I am on my way to the parking lot to meet Karabo. Lina is
long gone so I can be okay with leaving. I get to the parking lot and I find him
leaning on the bonnet of his BMW i8 and he is so sexy. He is wearing black cargo
pants with a white long sleeve t-shirt with ankle length AirForces. Man, Aunt
Lwabo was telling the truth when she said he is a Greek God.

As I appear, he smiles. I couldn’t help but smile too.

Him: (smiling) Ntokozo…

Wait… wait… what? What did this man just fucken call me?

Me: What the fuck did you just call me?

Him: (clueless) Ntokozo

Me: (breathing heavily) Hayi, ngiyalingwa impela

➢ (I am being tested for real)

Him:

Me: (calming down) Okay Karabo Leon Mokoena

Him: (pulling my hand) Wait, why are you calling me by ,my full name?

Me: What? Is there something wrong with that?

Him: You called me Karabo Leon Mokoena

Me: Isn’t it your name?

Him: it is but like…

Me: “But” what Karabo?

Him: Baby

Me: No what was so hard from the start?

Him: (laughing) I knew that was gonna get you.

Me: (angry) Mxm…

Him: Angik’zwanga?

Me: Mxm…

He then starts tickling me.

Me: (laughing) Karabo!!!! Stop!!! Hayi mrn!!!

Him:

Me: (still laughing) Okay!!! Okay… okay!!! Sorry!!!

He then finally stops. Yeses, I hate it when he does that. He proceed to biting my
neck, gently though. I squeal.

He pulls me in for a kiss, a deep one for that fact. His lips are cold but I get the
scent of weed with is cologne; best smell ever. Wait… he smokes kanti?

Me: (pulling away) What a warm welcome…

Him: (chuckling) I guess I missed you so much

Me: (Smirking) I know and I missed you kodwa kancane

Him: (pulling me close again) oh really?

Me: (giggling) uhm…

He then kisses me again. He is sucking on my lower lip and that feels good hle. He
then pulls away.

Him: Let’s go…

He then opens the door for me then goes by his side and the engine comes to life
then left.

As we are driving, I notice we are not going to Soweto, instead we heading

towards Sandton. Then I see a sign saying Sandhurst and he off Ramps…. Wait, is
he taking me to his house? In Sandhurst?!!! Aowa…

We get there and he drives in a very big mansion. They are even guards here. The
yard is huge hle… the front of it for sure takes up 5 or 6 houses in Soweto. I know
right? I swear… I am not exaggerating. The lawn here is very green, I think it is
artificial… but it is being watered… hayi I don’t know anymore. The porch here is
so breath taking and the fountain is so huge and perfectly. Can I get a pump
‘cause I am out of breath?!!!

He then parks the car and we get out. He takes my hand and we enter the house.
Shit!!! You got to be kidding me… no, is this man a millionaire or a billionaire?
Yeses… buka, black interior, furniture is spaced out kahle and it is Italian style
furniture in white and grey. Yeses… it is like those houses from Top Biling and the
Real Estate TV shows.

Me: (in my mind) keep your cool, Ntokozo. Don’t give him the satisfication

Him: Welcome to my man cave.

Me: Man cave? More like a Palace.

I lost it, right?! Damnit!!!

He laughs and I just keep roaming my eyes around. Man, this house even has
architecture on the interior. He then leads me to the kitchen. It seems to be the
only room so far with a white interior. The tiles are white, the walls are tiled too
with small white tiles. The door is white too. The countertops are pure black
granite stone and the counters are white… exceptional!!! I sit on the high kitchen
chairs that are white and he then presses those no handle-mirror fridges and it is
so full and so nearly packed.

Him: Would you like anything to drink or eat?

Me: Black berries

Him: (smiling) only?

Me: yes

He smiles and he then hands me the berries. I thank him and I eat the berries. He
is drinking his Heineken, leaning on the counter top by the sink, looking at me.

Me: it is rude to stare, you know?

Him: Sorry, I didn’t realize I was staring

Me: what’s wrong?

Him: Nothing…

Me: Are you sure?

Him: yes… so what do you wanna do?

He is giving me the mischievous look… aowa …

Me: why did you bring me here?

Him: hawu… I thought you would like it

Me: No no no, I don’t like it, I love it… just nje, ngiCurious.

Him: I wanted you to know where I live so that you know where your home is too.
What’s mine is yours Sthandwa Sami…

A smile forms on my face.

Him: yeah… what to do now?

Me: Karabo… Mina I have to work tomorrow and I didn’t even bring my
Nightwear, nor toiletries.

Him: you will use mine.

Me: What?!

Him: Yeah… I mean, you are my wife after all. I will drop you at home tomorrow
morning so you can change…

Me: Hawu kodwa bawo wakhetha ungipha isilima sendoda pho

➢ (Oh god, you just chose to give me an idiot of a man)

Him: (laughing) isilima osithanda ngenhliziyo yakho yonke.

➢ (An idiot that you love whole heartedly)

Me: (laughing) says who?

Him: (holding his chest) Ouch!!!

I look at him and we both burst into laughter. He then walks my way and he sits
on the high kitchen chair next to me. He then holds my hand.

Him: (serious) on a serious note, ngiyakuthanda MaMhlophe, kakhulu futhi

➢ (On a serious note, I love you MaMhlophe, a lot.)

Me: (pouting) I don’t believe you.

Him: (chuckling) Njani manje?

➢ (How so?)

Me: (laughing) kahle.

He laughs…

Him: I want you to meet my parents

Me: Isn’t that too soon?

Him: well, technically, it is not. I mean, I have introduced a lot of friends to

them…

Me: (looking away nervous) Ohh, so I am one of the homies?

Him: (chuckling) nah… not like that (stroking me chin, making me look at him)
wena, ao motswale waka… wena o le garebe laka.

➢ (You… you are not just my friend… you are my woman)

I look at him, blushing like hell.He got up, grabbed my neck gently and he kissed
me. The kiss gets more intense. No, it can’t. I pull away…

Me: (looking down shyly) I need the restroom…

Him: (chuckling) Afterwards, I’m gonna make you mine officially.

I then run upstairs without thinking…

Him: (chuckling) Do you even know where you going? Or where the bathroom is?
Me: (running upstairs) I will get it… I mean, it can not be that far…

I then run up and I start looking for the bathroom. Dude, I am about to piss
myself. I check the rooms on the passage and just as I thought I got it as it was the
last room on the passage, it is not it. I look and I see two other passages. Haaaa!!!
How big is this house? When will I get the bathroom? I then shout…

Me: (shouting) Karabo, where is the restroom kanti? I am dying

He then comes rushing upstairs and he shows me it while laughing. He thinks it is

funny? Anyways, I do my business and as I wash my hands and look at myself on
the mirror, I just burst into laughter. Ntokozo, you better think of excuses to tell
to avoid having intercourse without being Sus about being a virgin. My life hey… I
dry my hands and I head out. As I head downstairs, I heard Karabo, talking…

Him: I don’t have another choice… I have to take the throne…. It is the only way to
avoid disaster…. After the wedding, I will have to send bo malume koDladla…. I
want her by my side…. I will just have to tell her… Thapelo, I sai…

Okay, I have heard enough….

Me: (opening the door) Tell me what?

His eyes then widen in shock…

Him: Monna, re tla boa.

➢ (Man, we will talk.)

He then turns his entire attention to me.

Him: Were you eardroping?

Me: Tell me what Karabo?

Him:

Me: You are a prince and you didn’t think of telling me…

Him: I didn’t think it is a big deal ….

Me: Don’t patronize me Karabo!!! It is a big deal. You have royal blood for Christ
sake.

Him: Don’t raise your voice on me

ME: Don’t tell me that Leon!!!

He is looking at me as if I am crazy. Nigga is even chuckling.

Me: Hayibo Karabo!!! So all along you busy hiding such big things from me?! Dodi
muni lona?!

➢ (What utter nonsense?!)

Him: Ntokozo

Me: Yini awungithembi?!! Ncono siye…

➢ ( what? Don’t you trust me?! rather we call it quits…)

Him: (serious face) Ntokozo, angisiyona ingane… ungangenzi ngikusukumisele

isandla. If you wanna solve an issue with me, you need to respect me at all times
and I do the same, now sit.

➢ (Ntokozo, I am not a child… Don’t make me raise my hand on you)

I look at him and I sit on the bed while he leans on the mirror table opposite the
bed.

Him: Yes, I am from royalty… Tswana kingdom. My roots are at Botswana. I am a

prince but it is a long story. I actually don’t wanna be but situation at hand, I am
forced to take it.

I just look at him blankly. I can’t believe what I have put myself in. This is
ridiculous. I then stare into space. This is becoming too much. That… that was just
a bombshell drop.

Me: Wow…

Him: you may not understand but you will one day. For now, I need you more
than ever. What I witnessed today actually disappointed me. I never knew you
would be like this

Ohh so he is now putting it on me? Wow… let me keep quiet.

Him: I hope it doesn’t happen again. They are civilised ways of solving problems
you know? When you come with anger, you disrespecting me and I hate being
disrespected.

That last part was very intimidating. It came with a beast. He then stands and
comes close to me and bends over Infront of me, facing me.

Him: I need you to be my pillar of strength… I need you to be my light in

darkness… my rose in daisies… my orange in lemons…

Me: (laughing) Orange in lemons? Real smooth.

Him: (laughing) hawu…

Me: I will… I will be your orange in lemons…

Him: Lioness

Me: Ruthless.

We laugh and I hug him while seated and I run my fingertips through his head. I
can’t get over how handsome this person next to me is…
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#Edited#

Karabo

It is around 4 am and Ntokozo has been showering. I am just thinking of how bad I
am with my father… hayi no…. Let me not lie to y’all … I am actually thinking of
the heists I have been doing with my brothers. If Ntokozo reacted the way she did
with just the prince thing, I guess if she finds out about the illegal threads of the
family, she will leave me. Bluuubluuuubluuu

Her: Karabo, may I have the toiletries you went out for last night.

Yeses… she covered herself with a white short towel. Hayi ngeke mfana…
sinyamezela njani Uma beyenza kanje…

(Wow, no marn. How do we be patient with them when they keep dong such
around us?)

Her: Karabo

Her: Karabo!!!

Me: Uhhm… oh… he just… whoa, konje ubuthini?

➢ (uhhm… oh, he just… wait, what were you saying again?)

Her: Toiletries

I then get up and hand her and she walks to the bathroom. Haii…. When the devil
can’t reach you, he will send a virgin that you love so dearly… haii…
She then come out wearing my Navy blue cargo pants with my Navy blue long
sleeve t-shirt (tunked in style), her sneakers, tied her hair to a high ponytail and
she wore one of my roofless caps and she is wearing that Rolex watch I bought
her the other day. Man, she looks so perfect on my clothes… they are not tight
nor too loose. She killed it…

Me: (Smirking and hugging her from behind) yeses… this is the best site ever…

Her: (giggling) I think I will be stealing your clothes more now…

Me: (laughing# What’s mine is yours…

She the laughs… I turn her around to face me…

Me: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa hliziyo?

➢ (I love you, my heart)

Her: uthandwa yimina Mkhathini

➢ (I love you more, Mkhathini)

I then kiss her. She gives in too. My arms tangle around her waist while hers run
on my chest. I then touch her ass and I feel her heart beating faster like she is
nervous. I then move them back to the waist. Yep, I have a virgin with me. I

Ntokozo

I am now at work… well, I decided to wear his clothes since he refused to take me
back last night.

Just as I enter, my colleagues look at me with shock. Yes, his clothes are making
me look like those New York baddies plus my beauty just enhanced the outfit. I
know… I just carried on walking to the back so that I can start working. No man, I
don’t like these eyes at all… as I put my things down and check my phone, the
door swings open… Lina and Lungile rush in like mad women. They are so messed
up. Well, I arrived first today so I assumed they ran here. Lungile is tearing up and
Lina is so livid but shaky.

Lina: Ntokozo…

Me: What’s wrong? Did you run from Soweto to Mall Of The South?

Lungile: yho… (hands on her head) Ntoko, uKarabo…

She keeps breaking

Me: What did he do now?

Lina: (breathing heavily) he… he was…

Me: Are y’all gonna talk or…?

Lungile takes out his phone and hands it to me. It is the BBC News… it is a podcast
video

“Breaking news… Tswana prince, owner of Bakwena Holdings, Karabo Mokwena

was shot down today in the morning outside his house… “

Me: (panicking) No no no no no…

I then rush out, running pass my colleagues with Lina and Lungi behind me. When
I get to the lot, I stop in frustration not know what to do.

Lina: (getting in a car) Come on!!!

We all tum to it and we enter… she tells the driver to take us to the destination…
when did she get time to request?

Anyways, we get there… it is in Sandton… those fancy expensive hospitals… we

rush in, heading upstair. When we get to the waiting room, we find lots of people
there… estimated to 15 and I spot guards too and we see Thabang amongst them.

Me: Sanibonani

➢ (Greetings)

Lina and Lungile: Sanibonani

➢ (Greetings)

Them: yebo/ ngwanake/ hello/ sho/ MaVezi/Dumela/ Ngane yami.

Thabang: Ntokozo

I am honestly holding back tears… I told yall, I don’t want people to see me crying.
I instantly feel weak. Tears are a sign of weakness.

He then rushes to us…

Me: How is he?

Him: The doctors haven’t communicated with us yet. .

Me: Eish…

I say sitting on the edge of chair with my hands on my thighs, facing down. I am
trying so hard not to shake my legs with anxiety. Lina is talking with Thabang and
Lungile is comforting me. Lina then comes back…

Her: Sweety, we are needed at work… we gonna have to leave you here…
I just smile while nodding.

Lungile: (hugging me) He will be fine… have faith.

Words fail me… I just smile, pushing my tears away.

Lina: You know it is not a bad thing to cry?

I just smile it off… they then leave… I completely feel numb. It is as if I didn’t eat…
An average woman then comes to me. She sits next to me…

Her: (smiling) Don’t worry mngani ami… he will be okay. Let’s have faith.

I just smile but tears keep pushing… I then look down again… she then holds my
thigh in reassurance…

Her: it is okay to cry my child. I know how it feels.

I just smile… she then leaves.

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#Edited#

Ntokozo

It is now 21h30… or 22h00, eish, I honestly don’t know. I didn’t check carefully
and still no sign of the doctors. Thabang and the other brother, who I assume is
Thapelo have been check up on me. But I just kept smiling at them only with
words failing me again and again and again. Lungi and Lina have been ringing me
but I just didn’t have the strength of talking so did my family. I saw his sister who
is the lady from Sportscene the other day. And his father too, who has been
throwing tantrums at the nurses and staff members.

I am still seated here, on the same position but with his sister. She is holding my
hand so tight in reassurance. They are very generous, considering the situation at
hand. Thapelo then comes to us.

Him: (serious face) anything you will need?

Oratile: Energy Drink…

Him: Ntokozo?

Me: I will be okay thanks.

Him: you haven’t consumed anything the entire day… that is not good for your
health…

Oratile: yeah… you need to have something…

Me: Water will do.

He smiles then head out.

Oratile: you really do love him nerh?

Me: You have no idea…

Her: (smiling) he does too… and I see you wearing him today. Don’t even try to
deny it… that cargo he loves it so dearly. It is definitely his

Me: (chuckling) I guess I am bursted

She laughs and I just smile.

Me: is the whole family here?

Her: yes and his friends too.

Me: So they flew from Botswana?

Her: Well, dad did along with The guards… Tumiso flew from Durban and the rest
of us are just around here and I am situated in Rustenburg.

Me: Wow…

Her: it might seem overly dramatic but we take care of our loved ones more than
anything.

I just smile…

The doctor then heads to us and everyone rushes to her. She is an old white lady.
I remain seated as everyone rushes to her. I mean, I don’t wanna seem like a
forward person. Like what will I say if they ask me what am I to him? Girlfriend?
Soze ngahlambalaza ibito likaBaba ebukhosini…

(I will never drag my father’s name on mud, especially in royals)

Doc: Mokoena family… Mr Karabo Mokoena is okay. We just took out the bullet
on his shoulder girdle. The shoulder is functional but the blood circulation was
disturbed a bit. But with enough massaging, it will be back to normal.

His dad: When will he be discharged?

Doc: Tomorrow morning as we still monitoring other affected areas and infection.

His mom: Can we see him?

Doc: Yes you can… but he kept on saying Lioness … a pet I assume?

The brothers and his sister all turn to me with smiles and some are laughing…

Tumuso: (laughing) Nope, it is his girlfriend.

I look at them then his parents who are smiling at me… even his father is smiling
at me but not too broadly. I stand up…

Thabang: (laughing) Lioness wakhe… go see him

I hesitate….

His mom: (smiling with tears) Iya kuye ngane yam

➢ (Go see him, my child)

I smile nervously and I follow the doctor.

Thabang: (laughing) Tell him that he is a pain in the ass. .

I smile and I carry on walking. We get to his ward and the doctor opens the door
for me. I bump into Thapelo and another guy. They rush out of the ward…
Weird!!!

I enter and I am immediately met by his perfect smile.

Doc: Let me leave you to it …

She says smiling and closing the door. We are now left alone. Seeing him with that
bandage on his shoulder and the drip just broke me. I know how it feels. I walk up
to his side and I sit by the chair next to the bed.

Me: You just had to request for Lioness?

Him: (laughing) I am sure it got you on the edge of unease.

Me: it was worse than that… (he laughs) everyone stared at me and I felt like I
was gonna throw up my heart.

Him: (laughing) I wanted to distract you from the situation at hand so I thought
and thought and then it rang a bell… when she is uneasy, she forgets about her
issues then she focuses on the one putting her at an uncomfy place.

Me: (laughing) Wow…. But are you okay? Does it hurt? Do you need anything?
Should I…..

Him: (Smirking) I want put you in 20 positions in 24 seconds…

My eyes then widen and I adjust my sitting arrangement. Wow… I….uhm….

Him: (laughing) See… I told you. You look very hot when you are unease.

I laugh… he then pats the side of his bed, signaling for me to sit next to him… I do
as requested and he then looks deep into my eyes…
Him: Sthandwa Sami…. I’m okay. It is just minor injury. I know you were worried…

My stomach grumbles… ahhh… the embarrassment.

Him: (touching my tummy while laughing) and you weren’t eating too…

Me: (laughing nervously) not my fault… it is yours Mr.

Him: (laughing) I take full responsibility for that but Sthandwa… I wanna change
that now…

Wait… what does he mean? Then Thapelo enters, along with the brothers only. I
try to get off the bed but he tightens his grip around my waist.

Him: MaDladla, Vezi, Kweyama, Mgabadeli owaGabadela inkundla

zakwaBulawayo… I am nothing without you. Today has taught me that the future
is not promised to anyone. You being here shows and defines Love through thick
and thin, through happiness and sadness. You are one in a kind MaMhlophe.
Angiyona indoda yamagama kodwa ngiyakuthanda MaMhlophe. Ngalokho
ngithi…

Thapelo then hands him a small box… wait is he… no… anything can be in a small
box… he opens it.

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) Shiza likaNdaba… ngenze indoda emadodeni
ungivumele ngithumele abakhongi kini? Iba uMrs Mokoena wami.

➢ (Shiza likaNdaba, make me a man amongst men… allow me to send my uncles

to your home? Be my Mrs Mokoena.)

Me: (tearing up) Ha weMa…. Leon… I… uhm… ye…ye…

Words are failing me again… I just nod countless times…

Him: (chuckling) Mrs Mokwena?

Me: (still crying) Yes… ngiyavuma Mokoena.

➢ (Yes… I accept Mokoena)

He then puts the ring on my finger and he kisses me… deeply. The brothers then
start cheering up and his sister starts ululating. His mom and dad enter too… his
mom ulululating too and his father smiling and showing a proud gesture. Karabo
then pulls away and wipes my tears away with his thumbs…

Him: ngiyakuthanda nhliziyo…

➢ (I love you, my heart)

Me: (smiling) uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

➢ (I love you more Mokoena)

His mom then comes to us and she hugs me so tight… she is tearing up…

Her: (happy tone) ohh… makoti wami… I am so happy

I just flash a Colgate smile while tearing up too. She then hugs Karabo. His sister
then hugs me too, very tight.

Her: Finally I will have someone to call makoti and Sisi

I smile and hug her tighter. Then his father walks up to me and I get to my feet.
Karabo is laughing at me being unease and so are his brothers.
King Mokwena: Ngwanake

➢ (My child)

Me: (looking down)

Don’t judge… I didn’t know what to say. He is a king for crying out loud. I am
panicking but I don’t show it.

Him: Welcome to the Mokoena Family…

He then opens his arms for me to hug him… I am so shocked right now… I feel
tears falling down my cheeks and I hug him.

Me: Ngiyabonga…

Then the brothers hug me too…

Tumiso: Welcome to the Family Ntokozo

Thapelo: welcome to the family MaVezi

Thabang: Ngwana…. Welcome man..

I laugh and he hugs me….

His mom: Hayibo Thabang…

Then one of the friends who is the remaining hugs me…

Him: Welcome marn.

He then laughs and Karabo laughs too …

Karabo: That’s Itumelang, the ride or die partner in crime

Me: Ohh nice to meet you…

Karabo then pulls me to him and he starts rubbing my tummy…

Him: (whispering) We got to make a plan to feed this buddie here.

Itumelang: Are you expecting?

Me: Hay…

Karabo: yes.

What is he saying…. Is he planning on embarrassing me? His mom is laughing so

so hard while the men in the room go shock.

Thabang: Aowa… Waste no time hey?

Karabo: wa tseba mos

➢ (You know)

His mom: he is just playing with you… Ntokozo is not pregnant… not broken.

I then realised what she meant… I then cover my head with my hands in
embarrassment.

Me: (louder than I thought) O modimo ame.

➢ (Oh my god)
They all laugh and Karabo keeps rubbing my tummy.I guess tears are not a sign of
weakness.

…
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#Edited#

Karabo

It has been two days since the engagement and I was discharged yesterday. The
doctor said I needed someone to be there to help me out and monitor my
recovery and I came to the best decision ever… Ntokozo should be my nurse and
doctor til my recovery… perfect idea, right?

Yes, she lives with me but for now… she hasn’t made a decision in staying with
me so I guess it is temporary. Anyways, I am walking downstairs when I spot her
by the kitchen, cooking. She is wearing a long nude silk skirt and a white shoulder-
off long sleeve top. She also tied a headwrap on her head, a white and green one.
I walk to her and I hug her from behind, kissing her shoulder…

Me: I can get used to this…

Her: (giggling) Not at all… it is just temp…

Me: (laughing) you just had to rub it in?

Her: (turning around to face me) I aim to please…

We then laugh… I then kiss her. Her lips taste like sweet cherry syrub and
blackberries… she then pulls away…

Me: (laughing) someone has been eating my berries…

Her: (laughing) well, your trees outside just kept calling me and I know you know
that I love them…

Me: (laughing) and cherry syrub?

Her: Don’t judge…

Me: (perking her lips) Thank you for the lovely tasting…

I then leave and head to the living room to watch TV…

Ntokozo

It is now 7pm and I am done for the day… Karabo has eaten and he went for a
shower. I am just left here, eating Blackberries. Well, I just love them… One of my
childhood fav’s. I am listening to Serial Lover by Kehlani when it hits me that I
haven’t told my family about the engagement… I then decide to Videocall Ma…
she answers on the second ring…

~CONVO~

Me: Mama…

She is with everyone… I then show off my left hand… broadcasting the ring. She
then ululates. Sihle and Thando snatch the phone away from her.

Sihle: when did it happened?

Thando: Where did it happen and how?

Me: (laughing) Yesterday… at the hospital and through love…

Sihle: Hehehe… so uMokoena ujika ezulwini and all he thinks of is making you his
officially? Wow…

➢ (hehehe… so Mokoena almost died and all he thinks of is making you his,
officially? Wow)

Dad: Hayi nini… Ngane yam?

He then takes the phone from them and heads to a quiet place…

Dad: Ziyane likaBaba… tell me everything

I explain everything to him… every single detail from Sportscene to the ward…

Dad: Well, I am not surprise by the fact that he is a prince but let me ask you this…

Me: okay?

Him: I know Karabo loves you but now you… do you love him MaVezi?

Me: (smiling unexpected and tearing up) More than anything baba… I love
Mokoena so dearly. (pushing the tears away by looking up) I love him so much
baba… I think I have found my first and…

Him: (Smiling) Last love… I see that you love him my child. I can see by the tears.
You have never cried in front of us nor anyone… I know ngane yam.

Tears just fell down uncontrollable…

Him: If it is this case and no one is forcing you then you have my full support
ngane yam… Ngiyazigxenya ngawe Shandu kaNdaba… You have grown up and
proved that you are one in the kind. You are brave, independent, fearless,
stubborn, very challenging, beautiful and intelligent. Ngane yami, you really did
prove me wrong. I thought you will be a daddy’s girl and forever be dependent on
me and your mom but you proved me wrong, completely. I’m proud of you
MaDladla.

Me: (tearing up) Ngiyabonga baba…

Him: okay ngane yam… awuthi ngiyocima lo mlilo olaphakathi… uyamazi?

➢ (let me go calm your mom down… you know her?)

Me: (laughing) Okay baba… Good night…

~END OF CALL~

I then feel his presence again. I turn to face him and he is standing there, looking
at me with the most perfect smile I have ever seen in my life. I am still tearing up.
He then opens his arms for me to hug him. I just throw myself in his embrace… he
is hugging me so tight with reassurance…

Him: Ngiyakuthanda MaMhlophe and I will also do…

Me:

Him: And never doubt my love for you, yezwa?

Me: (smiling)

Him: yezwa?

Me: (happy tone) Yebo Mokwena

He then kisses me…

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Karabo

It is now 13h07 and I am at home with Ntokozo. We are cuddling on the long
couch and watching Netflix… just quality time with my woman… just the two of us
with no sex, of course… mara I am telling you, they day I get her, I am gonna make
sure uhlala eWheelch….

Nto: Ucabangani engaka?

➢ (What are you thinking off?)

Me: Lutho… just how blessed I am.

➢ (Nothing, just how blessed I am)

Her: (giggling) I wonder… now stop moving endlessly, you pulling the blanket
away from me.

Me: Is the blanket necessary though?

Her: Yes… it is raining and cold. That shoulder of yours need to be kept warm
otherwise, the pain will make you forget that you are a man…

Me: (laughing) Not you, being micromanaging…

Her: (laughing) Let’s just say… (looking up at me) I am an expert…

Me: (looking down at her) Okay, expert yami… what are we gonna eating for
lunch?

Her: (thinking) I can make sandwiches or burgers?

Me: Burgers sound nice… but I really wanted a real meal, like usu neDombolo…
➢ (Burgers sound nice, but I really want a real meal, like Tripe and Dumplings.)

Her: (laughing) Hawu…. I mean, do you even have the ingridients?

Me: (rubbing my head) Eish… I don’t even have amaPatties…

Her: (still looking at me with her doddly big eyes) What’s there?

Me: (rubbing my head more) I don’t know yaz… I think we need a grocery trip to
the mall…

Her: (getting up) Okay… let me go and change…

Me: (looking at her) Hawu… why?

Her: (shocked) I can’t go to the stores, wearing leggings and a long sleeve crop
tee… leggings?

Me: Kunani… I mean we are even matching… what’s wrong?

Her: It is literally showing my entire body…

Me: (smirking) I mean… it is not a crime…

Her: (laughing) it is… now let me go and change to something less showing…

Me: (laughing) Okay sthandwa sami…

After a whole 10 minutes, she comes downstairs, wearing a long hugging dress. It
is green and she accommodated the look with her white puffy slippers, those with
an elastic on the ankles. She tied her hair to a ponytail… she is walking to me
while putting on her white fluffly crop jacket…

Her: Okay… im done

Me: (chuckling) Look at how beautiful you are…

I say, standing up and walking to her then I wrap my arms around her waist…

Her: (giggling) You always say that…

Me: Because you are too beautiful… no words can describe how beautiful you
are…

Her: (giggling) Ngiyabonga Mokoena

➢ (Thank you Mokoena)

Me: (kissing her forehead) now shall we go?

Her: (giggling) Okay…

I hold her hand and we leave…

Ntokozo

I am at Comaro Mall with Karabo. We are doing grocery shopping. I still can’t
believe this man has been living on takeaways for so long. Anyways, we are at
Food Lovers by the veggie section, I am busy ticking off things I took and those I
am taking…

Me: You know we could have just went to The Glen… Comaro is just an
exaggeration…

Him: The Glen is always full… were you gonna be able to handle the looks?

Me: (sigh) Mmm… sounds reasonable… which Ice cream? Tin roof, cookies and
cream or vanilla?

Him: Tin Roof and Cookies and cream.

Me: (smiling) okay…

We take everything that was needed and he pays. He refused to let me pay. We
did stop by at Meat World and at Clicks for my toiletries… I’m about to have the
worse period pain ever. I haven’t told him that I am on my periods and I am not
gonna tell him… we also passed by at PNP for somethings too, including his
Heinekens…

We are now at home and I was taking a shower, and I am now dressing. I took out
his Black Joggers, my black oversized hoodie and my white puffy slipers and I head
downstairs… my feet are super cold hey… ohh I forgot to tell y’all, Karabo’s
shoulder is better now… maybe 65% okay. When I get downstairs, he is nowhere
to be found…

Well, I feel tired right now so I will rest abit by the couch and I will cook when I
wake up in an hour or so… I take the blanket and I lay on the long couch

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Karabo

It is now 6pm and Nto has been sleeping. She is really exhausted hey, but I am
worried because her last meal was the breakfast palate.

I head to her and I admire her. She is so sweaty… Nah, she is not those sweaty
types plus it is a cold and rainy day. I shake her awake and she wakes up. Her eyes
are so lazy… I held her forehead and neck, to check her temperature. She is
boiling hot. I remove the blanket from her, carry her upstairs to our room and I
lay her on the bed. I then leave to go get her something to eat and fever pills, a
wet towel with peppermint oil and warm water. I then head up to the room. She
is holding her tummy for dear life. I wake up to her…

Me: Heyy, I brought you something to eat.

Her: (half smile) Thanks but I am not hungry…

Me: Sthandwa sami, you need to eat khona uzokhona ukuphuza amaPill.isi.

➢ (Baby, you need to eat so that you can be able to consume your pills)

She smiles and takes the food and she eats. Not much, just a few spoons of the
cereal. Aowa, don’t judge, I didn’t know what to do in such a short period of time.
I hand her the pills and she drinks them, still holding her stomach. She lies
backwards and I put the wet towel on her forehead…

Me: I will be back, okay?

She smiles and I leave the room. I immediately called Ma…

~CONVO~

Her: Ngane yami

➢ (My child)

Me: MaKhoza, I need your help. Ntokozo is have a very terrible fever. What
should I do?

Her: Is she sweaty?

Me: yes

Her: does she have cramps?

Me: I think ‘cause she keeps pressing her stomach so hard.

Her: She is on her periods and she is having the severe cramps

Me: Yhoo…what should I do Mom?

Her: get her a hot water bottle and place it on her stomach. Not directly on her
skin Karabo. Make sure it is seeled Karabo. Get her period pain pills at Dis Chem.
Make sure she is warm… very warm. Socks are compulsory and blankets… avoid
giving her dairy products for now or cold stuff until she is better okay? And get
her amaHeat pads. The only dairy containing product you can get her is a dark
chocolate slab.

Me: Okay.

Her: Make sure she has socks on and the heater is on. She will feel like having cold
water, do not give her… only warm water for her to drink okay?

Me: Okay, thanks Ma

~END OF CALL~
I rush to the kitchen, I turn the kettle on then I pour out the water onto the hot
water bottle. I fix up a bottle too for the warm water then I head upstairs to our
room. I find her kneeling down on the floor, holding her stomach. I rush to her

Me: (helping her get on the bed) Mama, come on let’s get on the bed.

As soon as I got her on the bed, I dress her feet with white warm socks and I lay
her backwards and I put the hot water bottle on her tummy. I make her drink the
water. She was very resistant on that part…

Me: (rubbing her tummy) Sthandwa sami, I will be back, okay?

Her: (In a low tone) Why ungishiya?

➢ (Why are you leaving me?)

Me: (smiling in worry) Baby, I need to get you pills for the cramps…

Her: (blinking her lazy eyes) Okay kerh…

I kiss her tummy and I put back the hot water bottle…

Me: (kissing her forehead) Ngiyakuthanda yezwa nhliziyo?

➢ (I love you, my heartbeat)

She nods and I then rush out… to Dis Chem

Ntokozo
Karabo is back with thepills. He rushes in. I so hope he didn’t buy Neurophin
because those pills don’t work, trust me. He then gives me the pills with the
water. These are not Neurophins, I can tell by their two color. Thank God!!!

I drink the pills and he hands me a Dark chocolate… nchoo bakithi, iSthandwa
sami. He left the heater on so it was getting better. He then gets in the bed and
he places me in – between his legs on my back and he starts rubbing my tummy.

Me: Mmm… that’s so nice

I say, enjoying his rubs…

Him: (chuckling) I’m glad you like them…

Me: Thank you sthandwa sami… for everything

Him: (chuckling) No need to thank me MaMhlophe… it is my responsibility to keep

you safe and comfortable…

I look up at him and he kisses me… then he pulls out, still looking at me

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa Nhliziyo?

➢ (I love you, heartbeat)

Me: I know.

Him: Ungalingabazi uthando lwami, yezwa?

➢ (Don’t ever doubt my love for you, okay?)

Me: (giggling) I won’t

He then kisses the top of my head…

Me: Wait… how did you pull all of this like a pro?

Him: (laughi) Ma helped and google

Me: (laughing) They did well hey?

Him: (chuckling) Hahaha… give me some credits already…

Me: (laughing) I will… just a little bit..

He laughs and I fall into a deep sleep in his embrace. I really do appreciate.

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Ntokozo

I just wake up but my eyes are still shut… I am just thinking of everything; how I
used to hate men, how I use to tell Karabo that I will never be his but here I am…
in his house, his room, his bed, his clothes, his arms… crazy, right? I know but I
guess mom was right.

Anyways, I feel eyes on me so I open my eyes and I find him looking at me with a
smile on his face…

Me: (sleepy voice) It is rude to stare yaz?

Him: (deep morning voice) If staring at my perfect lucky charm is a crime, then I
rather be arrested…

Me: (giggling) wow…

He then kisses my lips…

Him: Good morning MaVezi

Me: (smiling) Morning Mokoena

I then sit up… I didn’t realize that I was in his arms like so so so close. I then put on
my slippers…

Him: Hawu… usuyaphi?

➢ (Where are you going now?)

Me: Emergence freshening

Him: (chuckling) First drawer of the counter in the En-suite has all the
necessarities, okay?

Me: (smiling shyly) Thank you

Without even thinking, I rush in the En-suite and I shut the door quicker than
anything. I feel embarrassed, not because I am on my periods, no. I really
appreciate my periods, but a male figure knows when “My Time Of My Month is”
is just… nope.

Anyways, I decide to bath and I then wear my robe and I head out to the bedroom
and I find him on his phone, busy scrolling. I then decide to walk in his closet and I
take out his Nike black sweatpants, a Black Mokoena – Khoza hoodie with his
initials and I head back to the bathroom with the speed of 150km/per minute.

I come out dressed and he is looking at me with a smirk…

Him: (smirking) You love my clothes nerh?

Me: (sitting next to him) I love the scent of them and they are comfy too

Him: (chuckling) scent, she says.

I just laugh as he pulls me to him and I lay on his chest…

Him: To be honest, I enjoy seeing you wearing my clothes. It just makes me

happy.

Me: (laughing) You should also wear mine…

Him: Yho…

Me: (laughing) Haa Karabo

Him: Haa… Nto, imagine a whole me in heels and skirts and crop tops. Have you
even seen how small your tops are? I would suffocate. Your pants are better but I
ain’t wearing your clothes.

Me: (laughing really hard) Haa baby, okay atleast wear my heels for today…

Him: (letting go of me) Hayi, yabona

Me: (pulling him to me) Baby… ngiyakucela. Okay okay, for an hour

He gives me the “NO” look…

Me: I will cuddle you for the rest of the day…

Him: Okay, but for 5 minutes.

Me: 10?

He looks at me with the “NO” look again…

Me: (laughing) Okay 5 minutes then

I then leave for my room and I take out the Pencil platform black heels. 5 inch!!!
Listen, hear me out… such an opportunity comes once in a lifetime so I ain’t
gonna waste it. I wanna treasure every moment. I then head back to the room
and as I enter, he looks at me then my hands then his eyes widen…

Him: Hayi ngeke… is can’t be…

Me: (walking to him) Sthandwa sami… please hle…

Him: Haa… ncamane ngafa.. Ngeke Ntokozo, haa!!! Uyabona kodwa ukuthi
angakanani… yeses. Ngiyakuthanda impela but hawu ngeke.
➢ (Haaa, I would rather die. No way Ntokozo, Haaa!!! Do you see how high they
are? Yeses!!! I love you, for real but never days.)

Me: (laughing) Remember the deal?

He looks at me for a long period of time then he sighs loudly while taking the
shoes

Him: (putting on the heels) Hayi kodwa yiAbuse le. Ngizozisola la…

➢ (But this is abuse. I am definitely going to regret this.)

I just kept on laughing…

He is done. I rush to the door and I angle his looks with them on. He gets up and
he walks towards me. He is literally dragging the heels. The sight is so hilarious
but I contain my laughter. I then open the door and he exits the room first, side
eyeing me. We head downstairs and I must say, the struggle was real on the
stairs. He was cursing and shaking.

We are now by the kitchen. He is still on heels. He is leaning forward on the

counter top with his elbows on it. He is drinking water

Me: (trying to sound convincing) Well done. That was a good start.

Him: Good start? Woman, it is the first and last time. I am never doing that again.

I laugh so hard

Him: How do you even walk in these things? Yerr

Me: (laughing) Well, I am used to them and wena they were hard for you because
you not used to them…
Him: Plus they are super small. No offence but woman, what size do you wear
kant? Size 3?

Me: (laughing) Wow… nothing but offence taken and they are size 4, correction.

Him: Hayi unamanga

➢ (You lying)

Me: SERIOUS

Our bickering is disturbed by loud laughters and the door swinging open. It is the
Mokoena clan and friends. They notice Karabo on them heels and they stop in
shock. He is give me the “You see” look without looking at them

Itumelang: Damn!!! What’s with the new helper?

Thabang: She is even on heels…

I couldn’t help but laugh

Tumiso: Ngwana kaThabang, how are you?

Me: I’m good thanks and you?

Him: Ke grend… andthen?

Me: Ohh ke Karabo

They all look shocked asf…

Obakeng: Ehh… Karabo?

He looks at me first then looks at them, lazily. They then laugh.

Ndumiso: Yerr, nawe you got the ass man. For a moment, I was convinced that I
have met my future wife.

They all laugh and Karabo fake smiles then changes to serious look…

Karabo: Hahaha, very funny. What do y’all want in my house? I am still spending
quality time with my woman.

Thapelo: Quality time yakho noNgwana kaThabang is very… very… heely.

Ngwana?

Me: Bhut’ omdala

Thapelo: Sorry for the intruding but we will come back some other time, okay?
(looking at Karabo) Mme Mokoena, le saleng hantle.

➢ (Goodbye, Mrs Mokoena)

Karabo: Mxm…

Tumiso: (looking at me) Ntate Mokoena?

➢ (Mr Mokoena

Me: hayi… hayi… No. Ngiyala, hayi ngomuntu wami please

➢ (No. not with my man, please)

He laughs

Him: (raising his hands) sorry Lioness

They then leave and Karabo looks at me while pissed asf.

Him: (getting up) I am never doing this again.

He then drags the heels again, heading upstairs. Is this man okay kodwa?

Me: (shouting) You know that you can take the shoes off then walk back, right?

Him: (shouting from upstairs) If I bend over here, chances of me falling are very
high

Me: (laughing) Hayi I give up… want breakfast?

Him: (rushing to the rails of the stairs and mocking me) I am craving Yoghurt and
Moozile and Blackberries

Me: (laughing) Hahahaha… very funny. Let me do it kerh.

Him: (laughing) don’t forget that smoothy you do best nerh

Me: (laughing) I won’t. Now go freshen up and take off my heels before you break
them.

Him: (rushing up) I love you

Me: (chuckling) Mxm

Hay, let me start with breakfast

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Lindiwe (Karabo’s mom)

I am with Lerumo at my house in Sandton. He is by the TV room, watching I don’t

know what and I am showering. I then lotion my body and get in my PJ’s and I
head downstairs.

To be honest, it has been long since I spend time with Lerumo. Like when we got
back to each other, distance was the problem since he still had to serve his
kingdom in Botswana.

Anyways, as I appear, he looks at me with a half smile. I then sit next to him and
he pulls me to sit on him, with my legs on either sides of him, putting him in a
straddling position. I am very sure that my butt cheeks are exposed… I mean I am
wearing the Shorts PJs and t-shirt.

Lerumo: (looking at me in a seductive way ) I can never get used to your body. It is
even hard to tell that it is a body of a woman in her 40s with 4 children.

Me: 5

Him: (laughing) you really are fond of Oratile nerh?

Me: She is my daughter…. Whether blood related or not…

Him: this is why I love you

Me: (laughing)

Him: (looking at me like I am the only thing in his life) you never fail to amuse me
MaKhoza… even after all the things I have done to you, you still love me
unconditionally, independent and very caring.

Me: Well, I guess what’s meant to be will always be bowed to happen.

Him: Ke Yao rata Lindiwe

➢ (I love you Lindiwe)

Me: (laughing) le nna kao rata Mokoena…

➢ (I love you too Mokoena)

Him: Forgive me for what I am about to do to you…

Me: (puzzled) Ehh…

With no time wasted, he attacks me with a deep kiss while rubbing my butt
cheeks. I run my hands on his hulky chest and firm arms…

Sawubona, I am Lindiwe Khoza, a 45 year-old woman… a mother of 4 handsome

boys and 1 beautiful girl. I am a businesswoman and a qualified accountant… and
soon to be a wife and a Queen. I am also a person who is spiritually gifted
ngobuProphety.

It is now the morning wee hours. I am in Lerumo’s arms again. I can feel that he is
awake. I turn to him and as I said, he is awake. He looks at me straight in my eyes
with a half smile. Lerumo is not a person of smiling nje… always serious.

Him: (deep voice) Did I wake you up MaKhoza?

Me: not really… What are you thinking?

Him: I am thinking of us and all the pain I have caused you…

Me: yeah… the pain was very severe shame(laughing)

Him: and I regret everything… everything I have done to you. It got to me when it
started affecting the boys…

Me: (turning to face the window while my back leans on him) It affected Karabo
mostly Lerumo….

Him: that’s why I decided to man up and claim what’s mine and fix everything.
Karabo is the one to step up in the throne when I rest…

Me:

Him: Lindiwe, he is the next king of Botswana. If he doesn’t claim it anytime soon,
his life will break apart and the people will suffer as well.

Me:

Him: Lindiwe

Me: Lerumo

Him: Why are you quiet?

Me: I know… I knew way before.

Him: onne otseba?

➢ (You knew?)

Me: yes

Him: Wathula?

➢ (And you kept quiet?)

Me:

Him: We need to convince him to see it… it is time we tell him about the
birthmark.

Me: We will not do such… he will come around Lerumo. Don’t force it, the
ancestors will lead him to it.
Him: efela the people…

➢ (But the people…)

Me: Lerumo… the people will be fine. Don’t force him nor convince him because
that will lead to a lot more damage….

Him:

Me: Lerumo I am serious

Him: Okay… Have you set the wedding date? And the plannings?

Me: I decided to just do a traditional wedding and it will be in two months time.

Him: you don’t want a white wedding?

Me: No….

Him: Why MaMokwena?

Me: have you forgotten ukuthi last time we had it, you left me at the altar?

Him: but I am now here to stay njena….

Me: I know but I have learnt to not trust fully.

Him: ohh… so you also think I might kill you?

Me: Are you?

Him: Of course not!!!

Me: then why would you think I would think such?

Him: it was just an assumption

Me: Respectfully, stop assuming that I think such of you…. If I did, I would have
killed you long back…

Him: ohh Wang tela nou Lindiwe?

➢ (Ohh, so now you disrespecting me ,Lindiwe?

Me: Good night Mokoena….

Ohhh I must have forgotten to say this but we also fight a lot with Mokoena….
Mokoena men also beat women… Thapelo and Tumiso have followed in their
father’s foot steps. I just hope Karaboand Thabang won’t disappoint me….
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Lindiwe’s POV….

I am at Casa Bella in Mall of Africa with Ntokozo. We are having a little lunch. I like
her shame… she is simple but elegant. Her presence is so bold and her aura is just
humble but it has that “respect me “ vibes without her knowing. She is wearing a
Black silk skirt that goes half way to her ankles and a White long sleeve t-shirt,
tucked in style. She is wearing white Jordan 4 royalty sneakers and she tied her
braids to high ponytail. She also has bracelets and a necklace on. See what I
mean, she is simple but elegant. Her eyes and face nje, she looks like her mom
exactly…

Me: Yaz, you look like your mom exactly?

Her: (laughing softly) I get that a lot…

Me: (smiling) your mom was once my designer yaz?

Her: Really?

Me: yes…. I used to go crazy on her designs… and I still do.

Her: wow… she never said yaz.

Me: yeah… anyways, how are things with Karabo?

Her: (flashing a Colgate smile) They are actually great Ma… his shoulder is also
getting there…

Me: (laughing) For sure uyamuGym.isa hey?

Her: (laughing) Lutho Ma… I just had my 21st ceremony and I am not willing to
give it up just yet.

Me: (laughing) So uyamulambisa?

➢ (So you ain’t giving him?)

She nods while giggling.

Me: (shocked) A whole Karabo Mokoena hasn’t tapped it in 4 months?

Her: Yes…

Me: (laughing) Hawu… I now see it when they say love is the key to change
shame…

We both laugh…

Me: So I assume ungumuntu othanda iSintu?

➢ (I assume you devoted to tradition?)

Her: I love it to be honest… kakhulukati siAfrica. Abaningi abatholi kutzi why

ngithanda lokhu… (chuckling) if only they knew.

➢ (I love it, mostly African traditions. Others never understand why I am so fond
of it… if only they knew)

Me: I do… I love culture nje… it saved me from a lot of things and my children too.
When I gave birth to Karabo, I had complication after the birth… the western
meds couldn’t help but with African herbs, I got through it… leaving a lot shocked
in my recovery. I was meant to die, I wasn’t even bowled to see another week
after his birth.

Her: (looking down) three years back, I had the most horrible period era of my
life. I was heavy bleed… more than the normal heavy bleeding and maPain
abebuhlungu kazima… kwakuhala kutzi ngidle, ngilale, ngifake okuya
mathumbini… Kwa kuMove.a kwakumatima. Ukungadli kwami kwayenda tindo
matima… isiyezi, ukubaWeak nokuPhefumula. Endlini bathi bangisa esibuedlele
kanti bobhuzi bami bahambe nemoto ande tikiya teGarage tingaphakhatzi
eMotweni. uMa Ke wami waya Engadine wadlanganisa mayeza wokungilapha…
ngila ngoba Uma wangenzela mayeza wokuphola kepha silumo sisabuya
ngetikhatzi sakhona… kusukela lelo langa, ngafuna ngatimisela ekukwatini
ngamaSiko… ngacina sengisebukhosini bobuhlanga…

➢ (I had the most horrible period era of my life. I was heavy bleeding, more than
the usual flow and the pains were unburiable. I couldn’t even sleep, nor eat…
even moving in general, was hard. Me, not be able to eat made things worse,
hence I suffered from weakness, fatique, dizziness and even breathing. When
my family was about me to the hospital, we diacovered tht my brothers took
the car for a spin and in that car was the garage keys. The garage was locked
so we couldn’t get access to the other cars… so my mom went to the garden,
mixed up so herbs and the herbs worked but they kept on coming back but
better than before. From that day, I was so determine to knowing more about
culture, hence I ended up in the reed dance.)

Me: wow… I never thought of it that way.

Her: (smiling) but the good part is that I got revenge on my brothers for what they
did.

We laugh and we eat. I can tell she was raised well by the way she eats and how
orientated she is.

Me: I don’t wanna lie ngane yami but you are fit for Karabo.

Her: (smiling) ngiyabonga Ma

Me: your character is very humble, elegant, respectful and cool. It is as if you are
28 or up…

Her: (smiling) wow… I never thought of that…

She then sips her red wine…

Me: Your dignity and profile is high but you down to earth. And you being
independent… wow. I really love that type of makoti vibes…

She laughs it off.. then we go for shopping. We are at Cotton on and I am looking
athw the skirts here. She then goes to the women’s section and she takes a flurry
polka overlaying skirt that is long, a Nude silk flurry skirt then she takes long
sleeve bodysuit, like 6 of them and she moves on to the cargo section. She takes
one White cargo, a blue one and a grey one. We then head to the dresses. I take
long tight dresses and she goes for the flurry polka dresses. They are tight on the
upper body then flurry from the waist. She takes the black and white one then the
navy blue one but the one that caught me was the nude one. It is solid nude on
the upper body and on the downer body, it is white but with flora designs in
nude.

Me: Great taste hey?

Her: (laughing) thank you…

We heading to the heels section

Me: I hope you not buy these because you fear I won’t like you style.

Her: (laughing) Cha Ma, I dress like this vele… a little touch of vintage with
modern.

Me: (laughing) ohh… ain’t you taking heels?

Her: oh no… I just don’t see myself in them… what if they don’t suit me?

Me: what? No ways… woman, did you see your chart, they will definitely suit you
now come on…

Her: okay… let’s hope for the best.

We then Go for Nude blocks…. White pencils with a flurry front and Stiletto
heeled court pumps, Red bottom stilettos and puffy slippers. Then we pay and
head out…

Me: Sthandwa Sami… I need to head home now plus I think Karabo misses you
already.

Her: okay ma… and thank you for today, I really enjoyed it.

Me: same here ngane yam…. Hope to do it more…

We hug and go out separate ways. I love my future daughter in-law. She is the
one.
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Ntokozo

I am about to enter at Karabo’s house but the paper bags are failing me. They are
so heavy. Just as I was about to call out for Karabo, I head something…

Karabo: (Shouting) WTF THABANG?! I ask you to do one thing, one thing and you
flop at it?!!! I ask you to kill Mandla but you fail!!! You are an idiot!!!!1

Thabang: He had so much man power abhuti!!!

Karabo: Man power my foot!!!! They are a lot of ways to kill a dog marn!!!

Tumiso: Karabo, calm down… We will fig….

I can’t believe this!!!! I need to process this… big time. My bag drops… shit!!! My
legs then betray me big time, I can’t move. Then the door opens, it is Karabo… I
look at him as my tears stream down.

Karabo: (trying to hold me) Ntoko…

Me: (moving backwards and pushing his hands away from me) Ungangibambi…

➢ (Don’t touch me)

Him: (still trying to hold my wrists) Nto…

Me: (shouting) Don’t touch me, Karabo!!!

They all head to the door from inside…

Thabang: Ngwana

Me: (jaw dropped) Haa… nawe? Thabang? Tumiso? Thapelo? Itumelang?

Thabang: Ngwana, it is not…

Karabo: (Nervous asf) MaMhlophe… let me explain… it is not what you think it is…

Me: (looking at him shocked) It is not what I think?! Karabo, bheka (looking at
Tumiso) ubhuti wakho uphethe isibhamu and you… you telling me that it is not
what I think it is?! Pathetic

➢ (It is not what I think?! Karabo, look, your brother has a gun and you… you
telling me that it is not what I think it is?! Pathetic)

Oratile: Makoti…

Me: (laugh crying with my jaw dropped while holding my knees) Haa… Nawe
futhi?! Ora… Oratile?!

She then looks down with shame written all over her face… i look at Karabo who
is so nervous and broken, I assume. I feel like I don’t know him. Who is this
person? Scratch that… Who are these people?!

Me: (looking at Karabo) An idiot… ngimi isibanxa la nerh? I can’t…

➢ (An idiot… I am the idiot here? I can’t…)

I turn to leave when Tumiso stops me…

Tumiso: (pointing a gun at me) You ain’t going nowhere.

*Guns being pulled out sounds fill the atmosphere*

Karabo has a gun on his hand too. He is aiming at Tumiso… he is livid as hell. One
thing about Karabo that I have learnt is that he doesn’t take much time to change
his emotions, especially when it comes to what’s his… he is now standing
between me and Tumiso. He pushes me to stand behind him. The rest are super
shocked. I don’t blame them, I mean, blood is thicker than water… there is a
reason why they say that. And in this situation, I am water and Tumiso is the
blood but still, he is protecting water…

Karabo: (looking dead into Tumiso’s eyes) O seke

➢ (Dont even…)

Tumiso: Or what?

Him: (dead serious) Kea u phephetsa

➢ [I dare you]

Tumiso: Karabo, wa hlanya? A ke ke a tloha mona… Ntokozo Knows too much. Re

ka qetella re le teronkong ka yena…

➢ [Karabo, are you crazy? She is not going anywhere. Ntokzo knows too much.
We can end up in prison because of her]

Karabo: Ke mosadi waka Ntokozo. Nke ke ka o dumella wa bua matlakala ka yena

mo pela ka…

➢ [Ntokzo is my wife. I will not allow you to talk shit about her in my presence]

Tumiso: Monna…

➢ [Bro]

Karabo: Tumiso, pele, uena ka tlung ea ka, o phefumoloha moea o tsoanang le oa

ne and you talk shit to me… ke mang ea o fileng tukelo ea ho bua ditshila ka
mosadi wame ibele o mtsupile ka sethunya?

➢ [ Firstly, you in my house, breathing the same air as me and you got the guts
to talk shit to me? Who gave you the right to talk shit about my wife AND
POINT A GUN AT HER?]

He is so livid right now, but he is trying hard to hide it.

Tumiso: Karabo, o reng?

➢ [WHAT DID YOU SAY?]

Karabo: O bua le nna o ntse o ntsupile ka sethunya? Huh Tumiso?

➢ [Since when do you point a gun at me while talking to me? huh, Tumiso?]

Tumiso then lowers his gun while the others are shocked asf. Man, I mean, jaw
dropped. I swear, if I didn’t know these people and I saw all this, I would have
thought that Karabo is older than Tumisho. The way they respect him and the way
he makes others feel inferior?!!!! Worse part is, I don’t even hear anything… I do
understand, just a little.

Karabo: (lowering his gun) O seke oa ntlhompholla mosadi oa ke, oa nkutloa?

Ntokozo ke mosadi wame, o seke wa mo ntlhompholla hape, it applies to all of
you for that matter. we will solve this tomorrow.

[Don’t ever disrespect my wife, do you hear me? Ntokozo is my wife, don’t
ever disrespect her again… same applies to y’all. we will solve this tomorrow]

He then turns to me and reaches out for my hand and without thinking, I hold his.
He picks up the paper bag I droped and we head in…

Him: (chuckling) Ke bona le lebetse hore na ke mang… Lae tseba tsela ea ho tsoa…

[I see you have forgotten who I am… you know the way out]

We then head in. what am I doing kodwa? I could have left this place as soon as I
had the chance but here I am with a man who just pointed a gun at his own
brother… HIS BLOOD… he still even has the gun in his hand…
Anyways, as we enter the house, he closes the door and LOCKS it… Haaa… it is
Chaii ngami yho. I then attempt to walk upstairs but he gently grabs my hand.
Yeses… heartbeart rate went from 0,8 seconds per beat to 0,005 seconds per
beat… I swear, i am not exaggerating… I turn to look at him and he has a smile on
his face… he then hands me the paper bag. I look at him then the bag, then him
then I take the bag and I look down… He then strokes my chin with his hand…

Him: (serious face) I will tell you everything you need to know. Let’s sit…

Me: (smiling) let me go shower first…

I then leave and I head to the main house bathroom and I take a long refreshing
shower. As I shower, tears sting and I just couldn’t push them back. Nkos yam,
what did I get myself into? Is this family the right family to marry into? Is my
safety gurantteed here because even the brothers are after my blood? What have
I done? I should have… I should have followed my gut. I should have just ignored
the whole situatin and I should have stood my ground… Wow, it really does take a
long time to realize that you are weak and very stupid. Well, it took me 4 months
to realize that I am an idiot.

I just finished freshening up. I went to my actual room, not his and I changed to
my long pants PJ’s. I fix up the blankets and I then head downstairs. I find him
seated on the long dining table. He is busy spinning a coin. I walk to the table and
I sat two chairs away from him. He looks at me, puzzled.

Him: I won’t hurt you Ntokozo.

Me: Who said anything about hurting each other?

Him: Then why are you seated over there when there is a chair next to me?

Me: (looking straiht ahead of me) You said you wanted to talk.
Him: (changing his body posture) Where do I even start?

Me: (still looking at the sliding door infront of me) How about you start with you,
being a gangster, if not a gang leader?

He goes mute. I turn to him…

Me: Gangster? Or gang leader?

Him: Ntokozo

Me: I believe the question didn’t require my name in it.

Him: Gang leader

Me: (chuckling while looking back at the sliding room) Wow..

Him: Yes, I am a gang leader and my brothers and Itumelang are involved..

Me: And Oratile.

Him: (rubbing his head) Yes…

I knew Oratile was just too good to be true, but I don’t blame her. Angibange
naye(I don’t have anything on her).

Him: Ntokozo, you need to understand it wasn’t our call. We never had the choi…

Me: What criminal activities do you do?

Him: I don’t thi…

Me: Ngiphendule Karabo…

➢ (Answer me Karabo)

Him: I do not appreciate your tone right now. I hate it

Me: Karabo, skabe wa ntika tumelo.

➢ (Karabo, don’t test my patience)

Him: Rather we talk tomorrow… I will not talk to an indignate person

Me: I am being indignant now? Karabo, you prevaricated me, twice.

Him: I lied, Ntokozo? How? When?

Me: why are you avoiding my question?

Him: to protect you

Me: protect me njani? Should I remind you that you brother wanted to kill me
and still wants to kill me?

Him: (standing) he won’t kill you marn…

Me: He won’t? Karabo, the man pointed the gun at me an hour ago, in your yard.

Him: (turning to me, livid) Didn’t I protect you, Ntokozo? Didn’t I shield you?
Didn’t I fight back? Didn’t I? y’all never see me at all. All my efforts go unnoticed.
Y’all think I am Dogmatic, Deleterious and egregious. And you are the last person
to judge me, undecided as you, insecured as you are, you are the last person to
judge me. You act like you are better, knowing very well what you did to that poor
man. How do you even sleep at night? Me and you know what made you leave
your home, you and your mother know. You are not as holy as you act and you
know it. The disgrace you bring upon….

I then slap him hard across his face. He looks shocked. just like that, I am in tears…
that one hit very hard on me…

Me: (shouting while crying) At least, I sucked up and I changed. I was brave
enough to accept my guilt and I lived with it. I did what you weren’t strong
enough to do.
Him: Who are we fooling? Tell me, who knows In your family, apart from your
mom? Exactly, disgrace is what you bring to them Ntokozo!!!

Me: (eyes out with disbelieve) Wow…

I then take steps back while nodding at him…

Me: I now see it. And Thank You Karabo. Appreciate it…

I then head upstairs. I don’t even look back until I get to my room and I lock the
door. My fighting spirit just left me. Let me just… SLEEP

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Ntokozo

It is around 3am and I am awake, seated on the floor of my room, looking out the
sliding door leading to the balcony. I have been tossing and turning all night. Sleep
was just not in my favor this time. His words kept ringing in my head and so do
the memories of that night at Hlatshwayos. I always knew it would catch up with
me but… I just didn’t expect it to come this way. This just broke me, big time. Not
to mention the tears that I have released. I told y’all that tears are a sign of
weakness. Didn’t I say it? now look at me, all messed up because of the words of
the man I… i… I love or loved, I’m no longer sure.

I am disturbed by a knock on the door… I just look at the locked door and I look
back at the sliding door. Last night, I packed my suitcases and I also booked an
apartment for the time being. Going back to the commune is just too much for
me plus, that would have been the first place he would go to when looking for me
so I just got myself an apartment at Rosebank with that money Sihle paid me. I
wanna leave at exactly 5am. Let me go shower vele. I got up, took out my toiletry
bag and I head in the bathroom in my room and I took a shower and brushed my
teeth.

It is 4:46and I am done. I decided to go for Black leggings, black hoodie, Black

puffy elastic slippers and I tied my Butterfly locs to a messy bun. I really do need a
new makeover… my nails are also outgrowing but not that much. I take my purse
and I put it in my hoodie pocket, my two suitcases and I head downstairs. He is by
the kitchen aisle. I have already requested for an Uber. He then looks my way… he
is drinking but not wasted… I just put my suitcases by the door then…
Him: So this is what’s gonna happen njalo when we fight? You leaving?

He says walking towards me…

Me: (walking to the fridge to get water) What were you expecting?

I take a bottle of water and I get a notification. Uber is here. Thank God. I then
walk to my cases. He holds my hand

Him: Ntokozo, I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean any of those things, It was just
anger.

Me: If you never meant them, you wouldn’t have said them, nor use them against
me. I have been prejudice everywhere I went but I never counted you as part of
the stats.

Him: Nto…

Me: Let my insecure self leave before I get called a murderer… and ohh, don’t
ever call me or try finding me. Good luck with your life Karabo. And I appreciate
everything you did in my life.

I then leave while he calls out for my name. I get outside and the Uber driver puts
my bags in the trunk and we left. As we by the freeway, I take out my sim card
and I throw it out and I switch off my phone and I sleep.
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Ntokozo

I am woken up by the sun, shining directly at my eyes. The driver is now outside
the building.

Driver: Mam, we have arrived.

Me: (half smile) Ngiyabonga…

➢ (Thank you)

I got off, take out my lougage from the trunk and I head in the building. When I
get in, I see the receptionist

Her: (Smiling) Good Morning Ma’am

Me: Morining, yes. Good, nope…

She laughs and I chuckle.

Me: (Smiling) Ms Dladla…

Her: Okay ma’am… Room 314. It is in the 9th floor, 7th room from the elevator on
your right.

Me: (smiling) Thank you

I then head towards the elevator. As I am in the elevator, my phone rings… it is

Mom.
Income Video Call: MaDladla Omkhulu

~CONVO~

Me: Mama

Her: Ntokozo, where are you?

Me: Somewhere far away from Karabo, why?

Her: Ntokozo, he sent a letter of Marriage request la Ekhaya…

Me: Ini? Uyahlanya kanti yini uKarabo?! I am not going to marry him.

➢ (What? Has he gone mad?! I am not going to marry him.)

Her: Hawu, sekwenze njani?

➢ (What’s going on now?)

Me: Tell dad to send back the letter or ignore it.

Her: Nto, what is going on?

Me: Mina I still say it, the wedding is off mama… uKarabo, uzobe eshada kodwa
hayi nami.

➢ (I still say it, the wedding is off Mom. Karabo will be getting married but not to
me)

Her: Ntokozo…

Me: Bye bye mama.

~END OF CALL~

I then get to the floor I am located to and I get to my room. I open it with my
access security card and I enter. It is big yona, nicely space and very comfy. The
view is the best. I like it, black and white Italian interior… I then put done my
suitcases and I throw myself on the bed. Yeses, I still have school that is starting in
a week… Argg, my mental health is betraying me… let me start cleaning up the
apartment and disinfecting in

Karabo

I have been trying to reach Ntokozo the entire day but lutho. I decided to go to
Itumelang. He is the only one who can help me right now. I get to his house and
the securities there let me in, afterall he is technically my brother. I then heard in
the house…

Tumi: Some things never change hey?

Me: Monna, I need a favor.

Him: This seems serious, what’s up?

Me: I need you to track down Ntokozo

Him: What happened now?

Me: Eish, we fought and it got too deep

Him: you mean, you confronted her about that thing, nerh?

Words fail me

Him: Nxaa… I shouldn’t have told you.

He then leads the way to his home office. He then sits by the computer and he
does his thing. He is pissed asf.
Me: She pushed me though

Him: It is not about her being wrong Karabo. I told from the beginning ukuthi
when you committee, the blame is never on the woman, it is on you.

Me: ha…

Him: And judging by this situation, you added fuel on it, am I lying?

Me:

Him: Exactly… Karabo, if you carry on like these, you will lose her. I told you, don’t
forget your birth purpose. Slowly but surely, it is happening Monna. And this chick
of yours turned off her phone or lost it, I don’t know.

Me: (going to him) What do you mean?

Him: She disposed her phone or SimCard… why don’t you check her commune or
her parents?

Me: Ntokozo is very smart, she would not go to those places. Plus her brother
called, asking to talk to her since she was unreachable.

He then goes silent for some time…

Him: Do you have her bank account?

Me: Why

Him: It can help us see when she uses it and it will give us the location she is at
when doing that purchase

Me: shit… I don’t have it.

Him: (defeated) Ahhh… kanti don’t you send money to your woman?

Me: Ntokozo is very different Monna. She always declines my offers when it come
to money. She says no all the time when I offer to send her money. The last time I
sent it to her without her knowledge, she sent it back yonke and she changed her
bank.

Him: Yho, you woman is indeed smart and very firm.

Me: (retiring on his office couch) You have no idea Monna…

Fok!!! Why can’t women be simple and all go shopping and be housewives?! Hayi

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Ntokozo

I am at Southgate Mall, doing my hair and nails. This time I decided to do Focx
Locs in natural black. I am too obsessed with locs or maybe because they are the
only styles I can do with my big ass kinky afro. The nails, I decided to go for nude
French, average long with rhinostones.

The lady: Nto, should I put the Dladla writing on the index fingers?

Me: (smiling) Yeah, it slipped my mind.

Her: Cursive black?

Me: I think white will be great this time.

After about 3 hours, I am done with both nails and hair. I pay with the card and I
head to the bank and I withdraw some cash.

I am done with my shopping… Well, I stopped by at Pick n Pay and bought some
grocery. I also went to Game for a few supplements and Dis Chem for my
toiletries.

I am now at my apartment, unpacking the grocery. I helped myself by unpacking

my suitcases early shame. Anyways, I bought some Nandos on my way back so I
will have it with a glass of Dry Red Wine.

A knock on the door is not what I expected… No one knows where I live njena… I
got up, heading to the door. I open and it is Oratile. I pull her in fast and I lock the
door.

Me: How did you know I was here?

Her: Hello to you too Nto…

Me: Sorry, just that…

Her: I tracked you down

Me: how?

Her: Location…

Me: Shit, let me switch it off… I can’t let Karabo find me…

Her: (sitting down) Don’t worry, I did it for you.

Me: (shocked) Ehh… Thanks, I guess.

I sit down too…

Her: Karabo called me this morning and told me what happened and I knew I had
to do something to get him away from you for a while. I figured you needed some
space to digest everything so I blocked every way he could use to track you down.

Me: Thank you Oratile.

Her: Nto, if you don’t mind me asking, what happened?

Me: (looking through the sliding door) He….

I tell her everything that happened last night.

Her: He said all of that?

I nod

Her: I know how it feels. Karabo’s words always hit hard, very hard. It all started
when he lost his…

Me: Lost his what? Oratile?

Her: (nervous) Nto, Karabo had…

Me: (Holding her hand in reassurance) Ora, please don’t keep me in the dark. It
will stay between us.

Her: (looking down) Karabo lost his child Three years back. One of the girls he was
messing around with heard that he was from royalty and she decided to trap him
by not taking the morning pill and she got pregnant. Karabo was overjoyed by
this, more than anything. But when the girl gave birth, they found out it was a
stillborn. That broke him, so much… I mean, the Mokoenas and Khozas don’t mess
around when it comes to their off-springs. 17th of March 2019 was a tragic year
for all of us, especially Karabo.

Me: (smiling) Thank you Oratile, for trusting me with this info. Ngiyabonga.

Her: If you don’t mind me asking again, what happened with that man?

Me: (sitting on the floor with my arms around my knees) Two years ago, I was by
the mall at Witbank when I was kidnapped by a man around his 40s. He was
Hlatshwayo… Menzi Hlatshwayo. He took me to a bush near a rural area. He
wanted to rape me… (chuckling) I was always the one to fight back but on that
day, I lost it. He tore my T-Shirt, exposing my boobs. I grabbed the knife he had
from the ground, aiming for his shoulder but unfortunately, it got in the left side
of his chest. By that time, he was still on top of me. I tried moving but he tried
fighting the pain and he started hitting me. That caused me to kick his nuts then
he rolled. I then took out the knife that I used to stab him and I ran to the car and
I used his phone to call my mom and she arrived. Mind you, I had blood all over
me. Mom told me to not tell anyone about this and she burnt his body and his car
too. She made sure that it was all arshes. I then opted to come to Jozi because
Witbank was suffocating me.

I look at her with tears in my eyes…

Me: I didn’t do it on purpose Ora… I was trying to protect myself… no one would
have believed me because Hlatshwayo was the wolf in a pure white sheep’s skin
Her: (hugging me) Shhh… I understand sisi… I understand.

We sit like this for like 10 minutes or so…

Her: (smiling) Why don’t you go freshen up and I will make us something to eat. I
will sleep over if it makes you okay?

Me: (smiling) Ngiyabonga Ora but I don’t want your brothers worrying about you.
They will end up tracking you .

Her: (laughing) Okay… now go freshen up and I will cook…

Me: (laughing) I bought take outs. They are some on the oven

Her: Okay then… let me go have some then.

I then head to the bathroom.

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Ntokozo

It has been over a month and I have been at peace. MaKhoza and Ntate Mokoena
had their wedding 2 weeks ago. I didn’t go but I did buy them a gift and Ora took
it to them for me. Yes, she has been checking up on me. We even became closer
than ever. School has been okay but I have been taking midnight classes and
sometimes, online classes. I didn’t quit my job… I still work at Sportscene but I
took a transfer to Rosebank so that I can be close to my apartment. I still haven’t
made contact with Karabo, nor the brothers. My mom wants me home for
uMemulo. My birthday was three weeks ago. I didn’t celebrate it to be honest. It
was just a casual day for me. No one knew about it, only my family did. Oratile
was there on my birthday and she took me for a paint ball shooting, starbucks
treat and shopping. She didn’t know though, she just took it as a casual day, just
normal.

Anyways, I am at the apartment, lying on the floor reading a novel (Delusiona

Lovey by Ntokozo Kweyama). I am wearing my grey bike shorts, a grey oversize
Mokoena – Khoza T - Shirt, ankle length white socks and my grey puffy elastic
slippers. As I am reading, the door swings open. It is Ora… well, I gave her the
spare key since she always comes to visit and sleep over. I love this crazy insane
woman. She walks in and sinks herself on the couch opposite me… Dang, she is so
drained…

Me: (laughing) Dang woman, you so pale…

Her: I blame your man…

Me: (laughing) what did he do this time around?

Her: He has be piling up paperworks more than ever… (sitting up) I mean, Nto
nami I need a break too…
Me: (sitting up) Mei skati, you gotta do what he says, after all, you are being paid
for that… yes, he is your brother but he pays you.

Her: (getting an idea) Skati… can you talk to him on my….

Me: Aowa Skati. I don’t want anything to do with Karabo

Her: E fela…

Me: Nope, sorry about that one. I mean, I am still hiding from him so no thanks.

Her: (sinking in the couch again) I need a bottle of Red wine straight la…

Yes, we are also Red Wine buddies…

Me: (laughing) All you need right now is a cooling shower and supplement. Then
you go back to work…

Her: (alarmed) Haa.. mara..

Me: (Getting up) It is not up for a debate. You can’t drink during working
hours…you want to give MaKhoza a reason to fly from Botswana to kill me? Now,
get up… I will make you a supplement drink

She gets up sulking and heads to the bathroom… I shake my head in disbelieve
while laughing. I can’t believe this woman. Let me make her protein shake.

Karabo

A month later, I am still alone. Brutual as it is, I miss her. I really do. I had hope to
see her at Ma’s wedding but she was not there. The moment the MC announced
the ones that couldn’t make it to the wedding, I felt empty same time. I did get
her, through tracking Ora but I haven’t had the guts to see her. I so miss her, I
actually feel like what mom, Thapelo, dad and Tumi warned me about is slowly
coming true. But I still have hope, I will have everything I want with me, very
soon. Ntokozo, I am not sure about her… she is so difficult.

BLUUUBLUUUBLUUU…. BUBBLE OF THOUGHT BURSTED… Tumi barges in…

Tumi: Carry on daydreaming, I just brought this files nje.

Me: Okay…

I then let out a big sigh…

Him: (sitting down) What’s wrong… talk to your wife

He then holds my hand… I yank my hand away as we laugh…

Me: (laughing) Wena… kancane kancane, uyavela

➢ (Slowly but surely, you are revealing yourself)

Him: (sitting back while laughing) Hayi Fokof… at least you laughed.

Me: (chuckling) Yeah… I really needed that.

Him: Ntokozo?

Me: Who else?

Him: (chuckle) Your life is a drama, hey?

I just look at him blankly then I look out the glass wall…

Him: Okay… I think you should let go of Ntokozo

Me: (looking at him) I will never do that. I love that girl more than anything Tumi…
I would rather die before leaving her.

Him: Then show it Karabo… go to her, tell her what you told me. Own up to your
mistakes, take responsility, tell her the truth, get her out of the darkness, man up
and take your rightful place and stop acting like a child.

I look at him…

Him: You got the information about her whereabouts, right?

Me: Yeah…

Him: Then why haven’t you right your wrongs?

Me: I just… i…

Him: (Mocking me) I… I… just… Nothing! What happened to you? Where is strong
Karabo… the fearless beast, the confident bull, the Beast… where is Ruthless?

I am speechless. He is right though.

Him: (getting up to leave) Don’t forget… MaKhoza blocked you for these. She says
I must tell you she will unblock you and talk to you when you have fixed things
with Ntokozo. Prove will be a call from you to her, using Ntokozo’s phone. Go fix
your shit… don’t come back here ungaka lungisi izinto noNto…

He then leaves… I got a plan but this rain is gonna ruin it. fuck, I’m doing it. I grab
my car keys, wallet and I head out.
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Ntokozo

I am still at the apartment. Oratile decided to stay and work from home. She
called Karabo and told him she has classes, which is a total lie. I am currently
seated with her by the kitchen aisle…

Her: (on her phone) Skati, what are we gonna eat?

Me: (Eating cherries) I don’t know yaz… let’s order in. Vele I am super lazy today.

Her: (agreeing gesture) Yeah… how about Spurs?

Me: Ribs, onion rings, chips and burgers?

Her: And red wine

Me: I think it is there or did we finish it?

Her: Let me check

She then gets up and check the wine celler…

Her: It’s there so no, I guess?

Me: yes…

Her: Let me finalize the order then… Skati, haven’t you seen my purse?

Me: I think it is by the living room

Her: Where?

Me: The couch that is by the window…

We then hear loud music… the song is familiar. I know it, it is my favorite…

Her: Who is playing music so loud on a Thursday?

Me: (busy on my phone) Probably the neighbors…

Her: But loud music is prohibited njena?

Me: Rules are there to be broken…

Silence

Her: (shouting) Skati… Ntokozo!!!!

Me: Huh!!!?

Her: Come this…

I get up and I head to the living room. I find her standing by the window, blinking
rapidly…

Me: What now? I hope it is valid…

Her: (pointing through the window) Look… look…

Me: (looking at my phone) I don’t have time for this…

She then raises my head with both her hands to look through the window… it is
not clear since it is raining plus there are very dark clouds… Wait…

Me: (blinking rapidly) Wait, isn’t that Karabo’s car?

Her: look closer…

We both lean forward to get a clear vision but still… the rain is hitting the window
so hard, making it unclear. We then rush to the balcony and as we stand by the
rails, it becomes clear…

Her: Ke Karabo… Nto, ke Kara…

I am shocked. There are people with Umberellas, watching him as he sings along
to Want You by Luh Kel and Queen Naija. He is so loud…

Him: It's something stuck inside my mind I just don't understand

told me that you won't ever leave but then you left again
You took my whole heart with a glance
Hold me right in your arms and your hands
Come right here, baby, why is you playin'?
Love when you give me all this romance, oh

It ain't nobody else that have my heart

I was bleeding 'til you healed my scars
You told me you will never go
Hate when we apart
So I think I need to let you know
Without you it's hard

Ora: (CURIOUS) Karabo can sing? Why didn’t i… Ntokozo!!!

I didn’t waste time, I just ran to the door. Ora is running behind me. I even forgot
we had an elevator in this building. I rushed down the stairs… from the 9th floor to
ground floor. I then head out the second exist since it leads straight to the parking
lot.

I spot him, on his knee. I run to him, pushing pass everyone on the lot and he gets
up as I jump on to him. He catches me just in time… he is hugging me so tight. I
didn’t realize how much I missed him until this moment and time and I don’t want
him to let go. People around us are cheering for us, some are recording us. Only
Karabo can do this shame. The amount of craziness in the living creature is more
than the optimum level. He then pulls away from the hug but doesn’t put me
down.

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) MaMhlophe… Ngicela ungixolele.

Kwakungeyona inhloso Mamakhe. Bengingaqondile ukuzwisa ubuhlungu MaVezi.

➢ (MaMhlophe, please forgive me. It wasn’t my intentions to do so Mother of

my kids. My intentions were not to cause you pain, MaVezi.)

He then puts me down again and he gets down on one knee again…

Him: (still looking at me) Dwala

Mgabadeli owagabadela inkundla zakwaBulawayo

Mhlophe

Vezi

Wena magalela agoqe njengeShongololo,

I know I have asked you this and you agreed but I feel the
need to ask it again on one knee this time. Ngicela ungixolele ngakho konke
Themba lam. Angiyilutho kaphandle kwakho MaShandu… ngikufuna eduze nami
mihla ngemihla, mzuzu nomzuzu. Ngifuna uhlale uyithemba lam, ekuhleni
sasekubini… ngifuna ube isibani sami e bumnyameni nase kukhanyeni. Ba
moShweshwe bare, “Lerotholi la lerato le ka tlisa leoatle la meokho”…

➢ (… I know I have asked you this before but I feel the need to ask again, on one
knee this time. Please forgive me for all my wrongs, my hope. I am nothing
without you MaShandu. I want you next to me, everyday and every minute. I
want you to always be my hope and faith, in greatness and darkness. I want
you to be my light in darkness and in lightness. Sothos say, “A tear of love can
come with an ocean tears” …)
Many start ululating wildly… judging from the ululating, they are Stothos or
Tswanas. I look around and the crowd is now more than earlier on. I also spot
Tumi, the brothers and other friends of the brothers. Oratile is ululating too…

Him: (dead serious) I know I am a hard person to handle…

Tumiso: (shouting from the crowd) Stubborn too!!!

Tumi: And Crazy!!!

We all laugh…

Him: (chuckling) Yes, I am crazy and stubborn too but Nto, angiyilutho kaphandle
koThando lwakho. That is why I am saying… (he takes out a ring box… another
ring?) Ntokozo Dladla, ngicela ungenze indoda emadodeni ungivumele nithumele
abakhongi emzini kaDladla?

➢ (Yes, I may be cray and stubborn too but Nto, I am nothing without your love.
that is why I am saying… Ntokozo Dladla, can you please make me a man
amongst men and allow me to send negotiators to the Dladla homestead?)

Me: (with tears on my eyes) Ye…Yes.

He takes out the first one then he puts on the new one. He gets up and kisses me
deeply… everyone goes wild again and this time it was worse than before. They
are ululating, whistling, dancing, clapping and some even singing, you wouldn’t
ever say it is raining shame. I can’t help but admire his odd eyes and his wet
eyelashes, eyebrows and his skin. He is so perfect but with imperfections too and
his imperfections are cute though.

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) Ngiyakuthanda nhliziyo

➢ (I love you, heartbeat)

Me: (smiing) Uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

➢ (I love you too, Mokoena)

He then walks me in the building and the brothers, Tumi, the friends and Ora
follow us. Everyone went their separate ways. We then head to my apartment
and we enter and they sit by the covered couches. Man, they are all so wet, hey?

Ora: Can I interest y’all to something, maybe?

Thabang: Coffee please ausi

Tumiso: Whiskey

Thapelo: Me too

Tumi: Me too… wait, do you have it?

Ora: (laughing nervously) Actually, we don’t… only heineken

Thapelo: I rather have coffee

Tumiso: I will have the Heineken

Tumi: Me too

Obakeng: Coffee will do

Thabiso: A bottle of water will do

Mpendulo: Heineken

Ndumiso: Water

Oratile: (to Karabo) Abhuti?

Him: No, thanks. I actually wanna talk with Nto… we will be in the bedroom.
Everyone excluding Obakeng and Thapelo: Wooooo!!!

Vele Obakeng and Thapelo are always the serious ones shame. They are even best
friends. Anyways, Karabo and I head to my bedroom.

We get to the bedroom and he sits on the carpet by the bed and I sit on the bed.
He positions himself to sit in-between my legs, facing outside the sliding door. I
then proceed to playing with his dreadlocks. He then leans backwards, giving me
enough access to his head. I must say, he is looking great, hey. He is wearing
those block scoutch pattern pants. They are lavender purple and black. He wore
them with white Air Jordan 1 White Oreo and a white T-Shirt. The pants are
skinny but not that skinny since he got full bodied legs... let me say they are
trailored. No Jacket.

Me: How are we seated like this when we are so wet, huh?

Him: (chuckling) I actually don’t care yaz… as long as I am with you nje, I am
okay…

We laugh then silence…

Me: (giggling) That was really cheesy shame… I still can’t believe you pulled that
stunt, on the rain

Him: (laughing) I just couldn’t sleep another night without fixing things with you
Mama. It was actually very hard, hey?

Me: Yeah, but at least you still knew where I put your socks…

Him: (laughing) I only discovered their location on the wedding day of my

parents…

Me: (laughing) Hawu… so you went to work with odd socks?

Him: (chuckling) You don’t know how hard it was without you. It made me realize
that I need you more than ever in my life sthandwa sami. I ain’t willing to lose you
nor let go of you anytime soon. If it means I have to come clean right now, I will
but leaving the dark life is not want I can let go…

Me: (smiling) Shhh, I understand my love. I can’t stand the thought of you doing
all the illegal things but I can try to tolerate it… I can’t get you out of something
you have been doing before I got here, worse, that you do with your brothers.

I then lift his head to face me…

Me: (smiling) Karabo, you need to understand that I am not here to change you. I
am here because I love you, just the way you are Sthandwa sami… No matter how
far our fights go, I will never leave you. Yes, I will need space at times but to leave
you would be the end of me.

him: But the activities I do…

me: Shhh, are you involved in Human trafficking?

Him: Fuck no… I would never do that

Me: Do you kill innocent people?

Him: Why would i?

Me: Do you sell drugs?

Him: I would never do that…

Me: Exactly… so I can tolerate your activities as long as you don’t do the listed
above.

Him: (smiling) Uyangixolela?

➢ (You forgive me?)

Me: (Giggling) I forgave you long ago Karabo. I don’t hold grudges mina.
Him: I am also sorry for bring back memories…

Me: It’s okay. After all, I didn’t do it because I wanted to.

Him: What happened vele on that night?

Me: Long story short, he kidnapped me, took me a bush in Carolina, hit me,
attempted to rape and I defended myself. I didn’t intend on killing him. I just
wanted to distract him but it escalated. I called Mah and she covered everything
up.

Him: Why didn’t you go to the police vele or told your dad?

Me: The man was a wolf in a sheep’s skin so who would have believed me? Plus
dad would have killed his entire family.

Him: I understand… I am sorry again

Me: (smiling) It is water under the bridge but never ever prejudice and criticize
me again nor judge me.

Him: I won’t… I promise. It is not my style vele, just that on that night, I felt left
out on the dark as you never told me this before… but I promise, I will not do it
again.

I smile. He then gets up and he kisses me. He pushes me backwards without

breaking the kiss. He balances himself on the bed with his two hands. His muscles
are flexing and so are the veiny arms. His tattoo arm always gets me. My hands
are running on his arms, then his chest, down his abs and his back. The kiss is
getting intense. He then suckles my neck. This is heaven on earth… he then looks
at my upper body with lust. He then pulls my top upwards but jams on the
breasts. He then leaves trails of wet kisses on my stomach. I want to moan soo
bad but we got people on the living room hle… I instead resort to biting my lower
lip. He then pulls down my shorts with my panties at one go. I then come back to
earth. I am a virgin. I look at him with alert…
Him: (smiling) Relax, I won’t do you any harm. You will still walk out of here a
virgin.

I am a bit uneasy about….

Me: (in-between my lips) Hmmmmm… Ahhh

I lean backwards, feeling weak asf. Shit… the pleasure. I have never felt anything
like this before hle. It is too… too… I don’t know how to describe it. I can feel his
tongue on my tight lady. He is twirling and gently biting it. fuck… I feel the edge to
pee… I try moving away but he is holding me down, very tight…

Me: (trying to speaking low) Karabo, I want to use the bathroom.

He ignores me and he tightens his grip. The edge gets harder and harder to hold
back. I then release. Shit, I am so embarrassed. I just peed on his face. He carries
on. The second one comes. This man… why is he so calm about this? I peed on
him, for fuck’s sake!!!

This one, I had no control over… he then gets up and kisses my inner thigs and
suckles on them… shit… he goes up to my stomach, then my neck… he suckles is
so bad. I bite my lower lip again, with my eyes closed. What is this man doing to
me?!

He then gets to my face. I open my eyes and look at him. He has this danger aura
around him. He touches my face and adrenaline hit 10 sametime.I can never get
used to his touch. It always sends shocks, big time.

Him: (look at me with total lust and with a deep voice) Be careful of the
expressions you make MaMokoena. That lip bite can land you in hospital with a
child in the labour ward…
I gulp on my saliva. He said that in a very threatening tone, phela. He then gets up
and he gives me his hand.

Him: Go freshen up MaMokwena… I will make us coffee, okay?

Me: Okay.

He kisses my lips then he holds my ass…

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) And this lady down there will not be so lucky
next time.

I laugh and I head to the bathroom. I will keep on saying it, I am weak at Karabo’s
embrace.

…
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Karabo

I am still at Nto’s apartment. She gave me the clothes that she took from me last.
It is nothing major, just sweatpants, hoodie and slippers. We are all seated in the
living room at her apartment. My brothers also changed to PJs. I assume Ora
bought them. Tumi and Obakeng are the only ones left, the rest said they have to
go get warm.

Tumi: Thanks Ora for the PJs…

Ora: No problem Tumza

Tumiso: Aowa mara Ora, how the hell do you have 5 extra PJs, lying around nje?

Her: (laughing) When you got siblings that can come unannounced anytime, you
make sure of everything. I mean y’all be burging in unannounced and demanding.

We all laugh… then here is a knock on the door. Ntokozo then pops up from
nowhere and looks at Ora. They both look … different.

Ora: No…

Her: Yes…

Ora: (disbelieve) Fuck no…

Thabang: And then? Should we be concerned?

Ora: You get the door, Nto.

Nto: (shocked) Haa… I got it last time njena…

Ora: No, I did.

Nto: No, you didn’t… the last time I was the one to get it futhi we even ordered
Red Wine reme….

They then come to realization that we are here. Nto instantly went mute, like
something took away her voice. Ora is giving Nto that “WTF” look. Wait… they
have been drinking?

Thapelo: Oratile, you drink?

Me: (looking at Nto) Nawe?

Nto: (laughing nervously) I will get the door

Ora: (standing in a flash) I will get it.

They then both rush to the door. They come back holding brown Spurs paperbags
and water while brickling with each other.

Nto: (whispering) We order for the two of us njena…

Ora: (whispering) that is the least of our problems, we can just cook. They know
we drink Skati

Nto: (whispering) Where are they gonna sleep in this small place?

Ora: (whispering) The lounge is there and the extra room…

Nto: (whispering) The drinking part ?

Ora: (whispering) Non-alcoholic…

They then appear…

Ora: (laughing nervously) We didn’t know y’all were coming so we will just cook
kerh…
Nto’s phone rings… she looks at it then looks back at us. She looks at me, kind of a
“it’s yours” look. I get up and walk to her. She hands me the phone and it is
written MaKhoza… i look at her and she gives me the “I also don’t know” look. I
then excuse myself.

Ntokozo

I am by the kitchen with Ora and Thabang. We are cooking and Thabang is just
keeping us company. Karabo has been on the phone for like 30 mins and the
brothers are just having their chats. They are laughing and chatting. It is actually
my first time seeing Thapelo laugh. Thabang is even having red wine but in a
whiskey glass. He has always been the one to hide our secrets.

Ora: O nale maka Thabang…

➢ (You are lying, Thabang…)

Thabang: I’m serious Ora. It has succeeded big time. He is launching it soon

Me: Haa… how can he do that without telling me? I honestly didn’t even know he
had a clothing brand.

Thabang: Ngwana… He planned this before he even met you. He only took serious
steps and more effort when he met you.

Ora: This is gonna be so great… have you seen the cargos?

Me: Woman, it is only my first time hearing about this.

She takes out her phone excitedly and she shows me.
Damnit!!! Wait… what the fuck?!

Me: (shocked) Wait the brand is Mokoena – Khoza? You telling me that he is the
owner of Mokoena – Khoza?

Ora: Yeah.

Me: And he never bothered to tell me that he owns it? I mean, I wear it everytime
and hears me talk about it all this time and he never thought to tell me about
this?

They both look at each other. the brothers heard me, judging by their silence. Oh
Karabo is going to get a piece of my mind today…

Ora then swipes the pic and a photo of Nike Air 1 appears. It is an ankle length
one and it has The Khoza – Mokwena print in cursice bold and the shoe is dyed
and divided into three sections in color. Black, Grey and Oreo shade in front. The
cursive writing is Ombre… white, grey, black and cream white. How does this man
do this?

Thabang: You see, Ngwana? We told you…

Ora: Breath taking…

Silence

Karabo then walks in, looking at my phone. He then raises his head in suspection
as he sees us looking at him.

Him: What did I do?

Me: (showing him the photo on the phone) Care to explain?

He then looks at Ora and Thabang

Thabang: we were just showing Ngwana your designs.

Him: You did?

Me: They did…

I then turn around to face him…

Me: (hands on my waist) Why didn’t you tell me you design? No, why didn’t you
tell me you own Mokoena – Khoza?

Him: I didn’t see it necessary sthandwa sami

Me: So all along I have been gossiping with you and telling you how I love the
brand and how I one day wish to meet the own kanti you are the ownwer?

Him:

Me: I thought we were gossip buddies, Mokoena.

Everyone laughs.

Him: (tangling his arms on my waist while chuckling) I was going to…

Me: (smiling) I love them… they are amazing and breath taking…

Thabang: That breath taking part is so true…. She almost collapsed looking at
them… voice literally disa….

Oratile pokes him with her elbow and he goes mute… without any waste of time,
Karabo kissed me… so passionate.

Tumiso: Aww… get a room.

We then pull away. I am so shy right now… we heard fidgeting… Thapelo is up on
his feet…

Thapelo: I will be back… I need some sweets…

He then leaves…

Tumiso: And then?

Thabang: Oe ujiwa ke Heart….

➢ (He is suffering from a heartb…)

Oratile pokes him again… this time he chokes on the red wine he is drinking…

Obakeng: I will go check on him…

He also leaves. And then… what’s happening? Hayi maybe ke Stress. I look at Gosi
and he shrugs.

…
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Thapelo

I am sick of all this. This is all madness. I just had to leave because if I stayed
another minute there, I would have collapsed. Just as I am about to enter the car,
I hear someone shouting my name

Obakeng: (heading to me) And then?

Me: (closing the car door and walking to the bonnet) I just needed some air. That
apartment is too crowded for all of us.

Him: Monna, gale Ke go tseba, bua

➢ (Dude, I have known you for a very long time, talk)

Me: (sitting on the bonnet) eish.

Him: (sitting too) is it Karabo?

Me: (sigh) Who else?

Him: is it because of the throne?

Me: Not only that Monna. Karabo has everything that belongs to me from the
throne to Bakwena Holdings to Mokoena – Khoza, Ntokozo too.

Him: (looking at me puzzled) Ntokozo?

Me: Yeah. Ntokozo was supposed to be mine. Ke mo boni pele.

➢ (I saw her first)

Him: Whoa… Monna, ong jwetsa kgore o rata Ntokozo?

➢ (Whoa… Dude, you telling me that you love Ntokozo?)

Me: Big time Monna. Now what makes it worse is that they are getting married.
Next thing, they will be having children.

Him: Ehh. This is bigger than I thought. A whole Thapelo, loves Ntokozo?

I look at him…

Him: (raising his hands) Hade… sorry. Mara I don’t blame you ntwana. That girl is
Hella fine. Mara since when do you have taste of Slenders?

Me: I didn’t know too until I saw her. Mara do we even consider her a slender
with those hips and ass?

Him: (chuckling) yeah nerh. So what is the way forward now? I mean Thapelo o
nale mosadi.

➢ (I mean, Thapelo you have a wife)

Me: A wife I don’t love? Do we even consider her my wife?

Him: Eish… how is that situation vele?

Me: She keeps wanting affection and I don’t entertain it. All I do is fuck her time
to time.

Him: (chuckling) so what are you gonna do?

I look at him then look away again…

Me: A ketse ntjaka… I honestly don’t know, hey. And Ntokozo is not making things
easier for me.

➢ (I don’t know, dude)

Him: how is T. Mokwena hanging though?

Me: it’s now okay. I was able to make is float again. It is generating more income
than before but that spark in my personal life is missing.

Him: (patting my shoulder) You will be okay, dude. You just need to think of a
right plan to make sure your throne and girl are secure.

Me: How though? Because I tried elimating Karabo but it failed. The hospital plan
also failed. What more should I do Obakeng? Mfan ona o nale badimo mo le
tlakoreng la gage

➢ (That boy has the ancestors on his side)

Him: so wena you willing to be defeated by your 27 year old brother? Your
mother’s third born?

I look at him…

Him: there are a lot of ways to getting rid of your rivals Monna. Use your brains
Mokwena.

I look at him, getting what he means by what he said.

Hi, I’m Thabang Mokwena. First born of Lindiwe and Lerumo Mokwena. I am a
prince to the Batswana people, owner of a Multi-millionaire company
(T.Mokwena Industrial Inc), a qualified accountant. I am 30 years old and I live in
Greenstone.
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Ntokozo

The brothers are asleep in the next room and I am with Karabo in my room. He is
sound asleep. It is the wee hours and I am craving a glass of red wine. I get out of
bed and leave the bedroom, heading to the kitchen.

The house is empty. I then pour myself a glass of red wine. I am actually trying to
figure out Thapelo’s actions. There is something that tells me that there is more
to this than everyone thinks. After all, behind every quiet man, there are many
skeletons tryna be hidden. I don’t know where to start but I know Ngwana knows
something. He knows, along with Ora but I know Ora won’t tell. She is way loyal
when It comes to secrets…..

Voice: Sleepless?

I look around and I see Tumiso

Me: (smiling) Yeah

Him: (siting by the kitchen chair) What’s on your mind now?

Me: Nothing much, just school and work… Heinekeen?

Him: Yes please

I get him his Heineken and I hand it to him.

Him: (opening it) Thanks… so how is school?

Me: (smiling) Stressing but I can handle it.

Him: You still work at Sportscene?

Me: Yes.

Him: Why do you work when you are engaged to such a rich man?

Me: (laughing) Independency… I hate relying on people. I wanna make my own

money

Him: But you still at school nje?

Me: It makes no difference. Me, working now, is moulding me for the future.

Him: (nodding) I get you… I get you. Hey, I wanted to say sorry for the other
night… I was…

Me: (smiling) It’s okay. I am stronger than that.

Him: (chuckling) I thought you would be scared of me yaz?

Me: (laughing) I am not easily scared Mina. I am not scared of anything.

Him: Now that’s a lie. Everyone has their fear in life, even dangerous people.

Me: (gulping on my red wine) well, I don’t.

Him: You telling me if someone was carrying a gun and aiming it at you head, you
wouldn’t be scared?

Is this dude okay? I mean, he was pointing a gun at me. Has he forgotten?

Me: Nope, I was taught not to fear easily. At the end of the day one has to die and
that is not me

Him: (laughing) Your confidence

Me: it is not about confidence. It is about self affirmation and knowing yourself.

Him: I get you…

I then black out again. This Thapelo thingy is actually bugging me, big time. I
don….

Tumiso: What are you thinking about?

Me:

Him: (snapping his fingers) Nto…

Me: (back to earth) Huh… I’m listening

Him: What are you thinking about?

Me: Nothing…

Silence

Me: Actually, I have a question…

Him: (hesitant) Huh?

Me: How is it that Karabo is on next in the throne when Thapelo is there?

Him: (sigh) The throne is not about first borns and all. The ancestors are the ones
to choose who is capable of taking over. At this point, karabo is the chosen one.

Me: which ones do there choose?

Him: Strong, capable of handling issues, leadership skills but mostly, it because
they know he is going to bring change, wealth and happiness to the people. A
great leader is the last man standing.

Me: And Thapelo is okay with all of this?

Him: (gulping his drink) He is… judging by his words.

Me: and his actions?

Him: I don’t know yaz… I mean, who would be okay with being told that what you
thought would be your birthplace is not?

I look at him and I gulp on my drink. He has a point yaz.

Him: (gulping the last bit of his drink) let me go and sleep… good night.

Me: (smiling) Night.

He then leaves. Something is telling me to dig deep into this matter. Karabo may
be taking it lightly but Mina I am taking it heavily. Something inside of me is telling
me to carry on digging. But am I willing to ruin a brotherly bond? Hayi mara what
if I am gonna save someone, maybe Karabo? I am soo confused.

Karabo

It is 7 am and Nto is not in bed. I get up and I brush my teeth and take a shower. I
am going to have to go to Sandhurst and change to fresh clothes. As I lotion my
body, I see a note on the side drawer.

It reads:

“Don’t worry, I am at work. I have a shift today but I am knocking off at 14h00. I
didn’t wanna disturb you while sleeping.

NB: I washed your clothes and they should be dry when you wake up. They are
by the en-suite bathroom… I love you.

--MaMhlophe”
I can’t help but chuckle. I then dress up and I head to the living room. I find
everyone there.

Me: (heading to the fridge) Morning.

Them: Sho/Morning/ Monna/Abhuti/Mokoena

I then take out a bottle of water and I gulp on it. Oratile is making breakfast for
everyone.

Obakeng: O kae Ntokozo?

Me: At work. Tumi, you coming along?

Him: (getting up) Yeah… ehm, see you all around. Ora?

Ora: bye.

We then head out. As we approach the parking lot…

Tumi: Isn’t Thapelo acting weird to you after your shooting?

Me: Why?

Him: Nah, Ke ya Botsa fela. Nothing much.

➢ (Nah, I am just asking. Nothing much.)

Me: I haven’t been noticing. I mean, I got a woman to be giving my entire

attention to, a company to run, lobolas to pay, a throne to take and a two
wedding to make sure happen.

Him: And a wife to deflower

Me: (chuckling) Voestek Tumeleng…

➢ (Get lost, Tumelang)

Him: We heard the moans last night phela

Me: (chuckling) I was checking if my property wasn’t touched when I wasn’t there

Him: (laughing) So she is still safe?

Me: 100% ntjaka

We laugh as we go our separate ways.

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Karabo

I am now on my way to the office. I did pass at home to change my clothes. This
time I went with black tailored pants, white golf t-shirt, a red and white Mokoena
- Khoza mersh and White and Black Retro Air Jordan sneakers that are ankle
length. I just parked my car and I am heading inside. As I pass by the reception,
the receptionist stops me.

Her: Morning Mr Mokwena…

Me: Morning

Her: Here are yo….

My phone rings…

Incoming call: MaMokwena

Me: MaMhlophe

Her: Mokwena

Me: How is my heartbeat doing?

Her: I’m okay, just missing you so bad

Me: (chuckling) but you were together nje?

Her: I left without getting my kiss…

Me: I can come kiss you then leave.

We both laugh…
Her: I just wanted to check up on you.

Me: Sthandwa sam mara that is my duty nje?

Her: (giggling) I am hijacking it for today

Me: (chuckling) Hayi… ohh, I wanted to talk to you about this before you hear it
from others.

Her: O-Kay

Me: We are all going to Botswana this weekend…

I then leave the receptionist and head to my office.

Her: Niyahamba?

➢ (Y’all are leaving?)

Me: Niy? Sonke, including you. My father summoned all of us.

➢ (We? All of us, including you baby. My father summoned all of us.)

Her: Nami?

➢ (Me too?)

Me: Yes

Her: But Karabo, Weekend is in two days… that is a very short notice…

Me: I am sorry sthandwa sami

Her: Okay, positive side, at least I have Today and Friday to prepare…

Me: Eish… sthandwa sami, we leaving Friday evening.

Her: What?!
She is trying so hard to not be loud… and I feel paic in her voice

Her: Karabo… aowa. What am I going to wear?! What am I gonna bring along?!

Me: hey… calm down baby… everything will okay. Stop thinking about it, okay?
We will do it together.

Her: Karabo kodwa…

Me: Ntokozo, I am serious. You need to be calm. Plus Oratile and Rethabile will be
leaving with us.

Her: Rethabile?

Me: Thapelo’s wife

Her: Eish okay…

Me: Don’t worry… she is very kind. Just like Oratile

Her: Okay

Me: Listen, I gotta go. We will talk later, nerh? I will pass by your apartment
around 15h00 so that we can go do your shopping.

Her: I am paying

Me: Keep on dreaming…

Her: (laughing) We will see.

Me: (chuckling) Okay… Ngiyakuthanda yezwa Nhliziyo?

Her: (giggling) Uthandwa yimina Mokwena.

I chuckle

~END OF CALL~
Let get to work…

Ntokozo

It is now around 13h45 and my shift is about to end. Well, it is now boring since I
moved this side and left my girls that side. Bona they call me and check up on me.
I just got off the phone with them. I really do miss them but I will have to see
them next week. I asked for a leave to the manager and he agreed. I used a lousy
excuse about my wedding. He wasn’t shocked because of the video of Karabo,
proposing in the Parking lot, which is trending.

Ohh knock off time!!! I go to the change room and I fix my self by the mirror. I
look okay… I am wearing an acid grey ripped skinny jean, a white long sleeve crop
top and Fila Disruptor Rose colored sneakers.

I take my bag and as I go out of the shop, I tied my Focx locs into a high ponytail.
My collegues say their goodbyes to me and I leave. I head to Checkers Hyper and I
buy a Monster Energy drink and bubblegum. I then Uber home.

The house is empty, I assume Ora is at work or attending. I take a quick shower
and I change my shoes only. I wore my white puffy slippers. I have like 5 puffy
slippers with elastic. I am obsessed with them. I head to the living room and I find
Karabo seated by the couch, drinking a 500ml bottle of Heineken while watching
TV.

I walk to him.

Me: Angikuzwanga mawengena

➢ (I didn’t hear you entering)

Him: You were still bathing so I decided to watch TV while waiting for you…
I then lean in for a kiss. He kisses my deeply, while pulling me by my waist to sit
on him. I then pull away.

Me: Let’s go phela…

Him: (chuckling) Yeses… the day Imma tap you…

I laugh as he gives me a piggy back to the door.

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Ntokozo

I am at Fourways Mall with Karabo. We are look for the perfect gift to bring along
for MaKhoza and Mokoena. I don’t know what to buy, I mean these people are
from royalty

Me: Karabo, what are we gonna buy?

Him: I don’t know… How about a vase?

Me: (stopping and looking at him) A vase? Of all thing, Karabo? A vase?

Him: Haa baby, I don’t know

Me: How about a Set…

Him: What’s that?

Me: For your mom, we could buy her Puffy comfy slippers with MaMokwena
printed on them, a pampering gift set, a watch and Book collection?

Him: (amazed) I swear, it seems like I was listening to my mom, buying a gift…

Me: (laughing) Wow…

Him: (amazed) She will love it Sthandwa sami. You just gave me an idea. When we
come back, I will also add puffy slippers to my clothing brand.

Me: (proud) I mean…

We laugh and we head to The Body Shop for pampering gift set, Foschini for the
Puffy slippers and I also got myself another pair. Karabo insisted I get the Purple
ones this time. As I look around Foschini, I spot a nice pair of heels… they are
Nude Christian Louboutin with red bottom. They are so my style. Their height is
my biggest brag.

Karabo: Try them on.

I try them on and they are doing the most. Fuck!!!! They would look great with
that dress I bought when I went shopping with MaKhoza... the nude flur one. I
smile like a little girl…

Him: (impressed) They look exceptional on you…

Me: (smiling) Ngiyabonga Mokoena

Him: Let’s take them… minus one problem…

I smile and hug him. I love this man shame.

Him: take another pair.

I then spot the white Christian Louboutin with a red bottom too. I try it on and I
rush to him…

Me: This one…

He chuckles as he puts it in the stroller. We move to the dress department and I

fall in love with one dress. It is a Nude Women’s Cocktail Party Dress with a Swing
style from the waist. It is long sleeve and is high neck. It is below my knees, but is
shows my legs those…

Karabo: (hugging me from behing) this one will look good with those Khaki heels…
He says looking at the dress I am looking at.

Me: (laughing) They are not Khaki, they are Nude.

Him: (laughing) My bad. You gonna fit it?

Me: Nope, I already know the perfect size

Him: Okay then

I take the dress and we go to the till. He pays and we head to the book shop…

Him: Aint you gonna buy another dress?

Me: (holding his hand) I already have one at home that I haven’t wore so it will be
great…

Him: Are you sure? You know I don’t mind buying you another one

Me: (laughing) I know but it’s okay…

Him: Okay, Nhliziyo

We then finish off our shopping…

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Thapelo

It is Friday evening and we are all by the Private airpot. The jet is ready, we are
waiting for Karabo and Ntokozo. Obakeng and Tumi are tagging along, the
Queen’s request. Ma regards them as family and so do we. Oratile is with
Rethabile, they are looking dashing. Ora is wearing a black hugging dress that
goes all the way to her ankles. It has a slit of whatever you call that one leg
showing style and white pencil heels. Rethabile is wearing a white top and a long
open skirt, tuck in style and red heels. She out did herself as my wife but it still
didn’t hit the love spot, only the “I wanna strip that dress of you” part.

The brothers are wearing suits and their Tuxedo shoes. Obakeng and I have
Tuxedo suits on and Jonathan D shoes on. Well, we are dressed so formal because
of my father. He forbidded us from arriving at Botswana with informal clothes.
They be taking pictures of us and all that shit. So rather we wear them when we
are that side after the day of arrival.

Karabo and Ntokozo have arrived. Karabo is wearing a navy Tuxedo chain detailed
waistcoat, Tuxedo navy blue tailored trousers and he has his Blazer on his hand.
The look looks good with that black shirt of his. He is wearing white Ankle length
Mokoena – Khoza sneakers, those Air Force 1 shaped ones. Damnit, I hate to say
it but he got drip. The brothers cheer at his site. He then opens the door for Ntok
Dang!!!!

The brothers go mute for a moment and they start whistling. The ladies ululate.

Obakeng: Yeses… Monna, o nyele

➢ (Dude, you are doomed)

Me:
Him: Yerr… simple but elegant… talk about a woman

Me:

Him: Thapelo

Me:

Him: Thapelo

Me: huh… What?

I hear his talking but my mind is at Ntokozo…

She is wearing a Nude Women’s Cocktail Party Dress with a Swing style from the
waist. It is long sleeve and is high neck. It is also below her knees. She
accommodated the look with Nude Christian Louboutin and an anklet, which
looks get on her big legs. She tied her hair into a ball sort of thing, no make up.
Her caramel skin and the dress are not making things easy for me. Karabo is a luck
bastard, but not for long.

Ntokozo

We have arrived. Karabo is holding my hand and I am still shorter than him… even
with heels on. Hayi. The Mokwena clan is going wild at the airport. Oratile and
another girl head our way. They are so beautiful… like if only I knew, I would have
bought a bodycon too.

Karabo: Ora… Retha…

Ora: Abuti

Retha: (looking down, showing respect to Karabo) Abuti.

Karabo: Baby, let me greet the brothers.

Me: Okay Mokoena.

He kisses my lips then heads to the Mokoena clan. Damnit, my man outdid
himself but there is something about that suit he is wearing… it is making me
yearn for him, even more.

Ora: (hugging me) Skati… look at you, dressed to kill.

Me: (hugging her) Thank you Skati. You also look stunning. If only I knew, I would
have woren a bodycon too

We laugh…

Ora: Skati, this is Rethabile, Thapelo’s wife… Retha, this is Ntokozo

Her: (offeing a handshake with the most gorgeous smile ever) Nice to finally meet
you, Nto

Me: (hugging her) Likewise…

Ora: Let’s join the Clan…

We laugh and we head to then.

Me: Sanibonani.

➢ (Greetings)

Them: Sphalaphala/ Koti/ Ngwana/ MaDladla/Mfazi kaBafo/ Monhle

Thabang: (hugging me) Ngwana…

I hug him back. He then pulls away from the hug…

Him: (excited) Shapa Turn Around mo…

➢ (Do a spin for me,please?)

I turn around as he holds my hand upwards…

Him: Yho Ngwana… yerrr, you ate and left no crumbes…

Tumiso: Are you done? Phela we are also waiting for our turn to hug Nto too.

Everyone laughs and Karabo gives me the “go ahead” look with a smile.

Tumiso: (hugging me) Shphalaphala sekaBafo.

➢ (My brother’s beauty queen)

I smile and I hug Itumelang, then Obakeng….

Obakeng: (hugging me) You look dashing

Me: (pulling away with a smile) Thank you

I then move on to Thapelo and I hug him.

Thapelo: (pulling away with a smile) Awusemuhle MaVezi

➢ (You look beautiful, MaVezi)

Is he imitating Karabo’s voice?

Me: (smiling) Ngiyabonga Bhuti omdala

➢ (Thank you, big brother)

Okay, that was totally weird. Is he trying to be Karabo? I then move back to the
ladies…

Karabo: Hawu? I though you were hugging everyone. Why am I discriminated?

We all laugh.

I give him the hug and he hangs on to my waist. His hand is even going places.

Tumiso: Hey, asambeni… it is already 6pm…

We all head inside the Jet. The ladies steal me from Karabo and we get in an
empty “room” on the Jet and we sit there… just the three of us. These heels are
killing me.

Ora: ladies, what can I offer you?

Retha: white wine

Me: (smiling) Red will do for me.

Ora: (smiling) Coming right up…

She then leaves the room…

Retha: You have quite the taste, hey? Who would have thought Vintage – Modern
would work?

Me: (smiling) I try…

Her: I also love Vintage but my husband hates it.

Me: Thapelo?

Her: Yep.

Okay, that’s odd.

Me: Why do you let him tell you what to wear? I mean, it is your chose.

Her: (laughing) It is not that easy Nto…

Me: I get you babes. All I am saying is, you are beautiful. You got the best shaped
body, your melanin clear skin and more. Don’t let him cover all of that because of
his insecurities. Man, have you seen yourself on the mirror?

She laughs…

Me: Woman, you look like a doll from a box.

Her: (laughing) Thank you so much Nto… I needed that.

Me: Im telling you, doll. In that matter, these heels are killing me.

The door then opens…

It is Karabo, followed by Ora who is empty handed.

Karabo: (Heading to me) MaMokoena.

Me: Mokoena

He then kisses me then gets her lowers his height by going lower, more like a
squat. He is taking off my heels and putting on my puffy slippers… the Berge ones.

Him: (looking at me) I figured you needed them.

Me: (smiling) Ngiyabonga Mokoena.

Wait, where is our lougage and the gift? Did…

Him: (Kissing my hand) Relax, everything is in. Don’t worry.

Me: (smiling) Okay.

He then get up and kisses me.

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?

Me: Uthandwa yimina Mokoena

He kisses my forehead then he leaves. Man, his brakets are making the trousers
look so perfect… his walk, in general. He has folded his shirt sleeve til the elbows.
His veiny arms, the tattoos on the left arm and that Rolex watch are making those
arms pop. This man is hulky, the shift is revealing his muscles. He did cut off his
dreadlocks and did curls and the curls are making him more attractive. The trim…

Ora: Ntokozo, stop drowling

Me: Huh?

Ora: You drowling

Me: (Tryna hide it) Psssh, no, I am not drowling.

Retha: (laughing) You are…

Me: Is it that obvious?

Ora: Woman, you so bad at hiding it.

Me: But do you blame me though?

Ora: Hayi… life is unfair.

We look at her, curious

Her: How does God give me hot brothers? Couldn’t one of them be non-related
to me? These men are just Greek Gods

Retha and I laugh.

Me: If only you see my brothers… I also felt that way but mina I felt like they were
over shading me

Ora: (getting excited) Yooh!!! The Dladla brothers!!! My favourite is… that
influencer one…

Me: Thando…

Her: (hands on her head) Yeses!!! Thando Dladla, the hulky Greek God… skin clear
as glass, style on point, tall muscular, very visible abs… full bodied legs and a dic….

Me: (stopping her while laughing) Whoa… whoa…. He is still my brother.

Retha: Mara very Thando is fucken hot… how old is he? 23 or 24?

Me: he just turned 19.

Them: (eyes out) What?!!!!!

Me: Did I say something wrong?

Oh, Thando is gonna regret making me look like the young one

Ora: You lying?

Retha: Woman, your brother is living a lifestyle of a 23 year old…

Me: (laughing) I get that a lot…

Retha: I actually thought you were the last born.

Okay, I am now determined to choke Thandlwethu Dladla.

Ora: (clapping in disbelief) Hayi ngeke… is cant be. Ngeke impela

Retha and I laugh as she is at the edge of crying…

Me: (moving to her couch) Don’t cry Skati. Kanti you loved him kanje?

Her: Yhooo… he was my crush.

Me: Don’t cry.

Retha then joins us in the hug…

Retha: Skati, 3 years is not a huge gab plus you seem younger than him.

Okay, we are promoting a Sugar mama – Ben 10 situationship here, but ‘cause of
the situations at hand, I will let it slide. I mean, he is still my brother.

Me: True, I agree with Retha boo. I can give you his tenz and you call talk to him
to get closure.

Her: (getting excited) Really?

This woman is a drama queen hle… a drama queen I love to death.

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Ntokozo

I am woken up by Retha, who is applying make – up on herself.

Her: Nto, we have arrived.

Me: Uhm… what time is it?

Her: 23: 04

Me: (stretching myself) Where are the others?

Her: Ora went in with the Brothers, including Tumi and Obakeng.

Me: Okay.

I wear my heels quick and I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth again and we
head out. Retha heads out first then I follow her.

Camera people are by the gate, luckily. They are taking pictures of us.

Shit!!! What is it with this family and having gigantic houses?!

This palace is gigantic. I don’t know how to even explain it. It is a palace but it is
huger than a regular palace. The yard is buzzing with people. As we pass them,
they bow down. Men get down on one knee and women get down on both knees
until we enter the palace.

As we enter, we are met by Oratile by the door.

Her: Women, why did y’all take so long?

Retha: She was still asleep and I had to re - apply.

Me: (smiling) Sorry. Where did Karabo put the gift?

Her: Ohh, he said I must give it to you. You will take it to his mom. He has already
given his dad one.

Me: How do I do it?

Her: First, you bow down…

She explain everything and I must say, it is such a procedure…

Me: Okay…

The girls leave and after about 10 minutes of rehearsal, I head to the long huge
door. It opens and I spot Karabo seated next to his father on the left and Tumiso
next to him. MaKhoza is seated next to the king on the right. Sitting next to her is
Thapelo then Thabang. The girls are kneeling down on the right side of the room.
Obakeng and Tumi are seated on the couch that is place on the left side of the
room. The room is big and there are stairs and the Mokoenas are seated on the
platform above them. I thought it was family only nje? Why are they more than
50 people in this room?

The door man took the gift from me. They will be the ones to bring it in once the
king accepts my request. Here goes nothing.

Me: (with pride and confidence) BaKoena ba ha Monaheng

Mokoena wa ha Monaheng

Maila ho ngwathelwa,

Motho ya se jeng segwanthwana sa maobane

Ya jang polokwe kaofela ha e tla re ha a eja ho thehe meriti

The ladies in the room start ululating. MaKhoza is very impressed and so is the
king. The brothers are shocked.

Me (Continuing) E menyane ya diotlwana

Ke motho wa Nkopane le Mohlomi,

Ke motho wa ha Monaheng

BaKoena ba ha Modibedi

Mokoena wa ha Modibedi

Wa hahlana tse pedi tsa mamonyane wa.

mahlatsi guguthana la mamodibedi motho wa ho hlapa le

mohwehadi ledibohong,

Motho wa Sikiri sa Namahadi motho wa matswe motho wa ha

Mochane

The women cheer even more. I am still look down, taking each step with pride,
cautiousness and confidence.

One woman: (cheering) Retsha le teletshe le gradibe le.

➢ (Listen and listen carefully to what this young lady is saying)

Another one: Phaaswa

Then they ulululate even more

Me: Bakoena ba ha Phaaswa

Phaaswa Manaila
 Mathole Mathibane

Maila kobjwana

ke Mokoena,

Mohlakoana wa Maila Ngoathela,

A sajeng poloko ya Maobane.

Mokoena Koena wa meetse magolo wa rope lakgomo lee motho,

Wa seboloane Mokoena wago tshanga pele ongwa lesetla,

Wa go sala morago ongwa bodu, motho wa go tswa tlase Mokgoba ko

malepyane,

MOKOENA!

Everyone: (cheering for me to carry on) Kapa

Me: MOKOENA

Ora: BABANGWE BARE KE SIPULANE

Aowa I want to talk but these people want me to carry on and I am running out of
clan names. I don’t know all of them!!!

Me: (getting close to the stair platform)Mokoena Mathole mabathi akwile

Wantshana Serote,

Thlare la moriana watala lere gele oma leboa lerobega nkari

lenelwa kemetsi apula,
 Rebaga Mathibanyana,

Reboa Shakoaneng,

Kgomo lemotho gophalang?

I said that with a shrugging gesture. I don’t know why but that inner me is taking
control of me. I then reach where I was told to stop and I then get on my knees

Me: Gophala motho gobane motho gabaje kgomo illelateng,

wametsi magolo,

Malala akitika Maetela Mangwe

Mokwena.

I bow my head, kneeling down infront of the king.

Me: Kgosi yaBakwena

Kgosi ya Morafe waTlhabeng

I present myself as Ntokozo Dladla. Ake na madi aboKgosi. Ke tla ka ho ye

kokobetsa, kere Mokoena.

➢ (King of Botswana,
King of the people of Tlhabeng,
I present myself as Ntokozo Dladla. I am not from royalty and I come with
humbleness, Mokoena.)
Don’t judge my Tswana or Sotho. I am just speaking.

Everyone: Mokoena!!!

These people are giving me strength right now.

Me: Ke tla Ke tsweri Mpho e ya Kgosigadi, MaMokoena wabobedi.

➢ (I come bearing a gift for the Queen, Mrs Mokoena II.)

The ladies in the room ululate. Then silence…

King: Re Yao ho amogela Mosetsane wahaDladla… I accept your request.

➢ (Warm welcome to you, Ms Dladla. I accept your request.)

The door man brings the gift in…

King: Kgosigadi?

➢ (Queen?)

Her: Dladla

Me: Kgosigadi yaBaKwena

Kgosigadi ya Morafe waTlhabeng

Palesa e hlomilweng pelang metsi a phallwang e nnko e monate

Ke tla ke tsweri Mpho… Ke ya tshepa otlo ye rata ebele o tlo ye dumela

➢ (Queen of Botswana,
Queen of the people of Tlhabeng,
I come bearing a gift… I hope you like it and accept it)
The door man hands it to Ora and Ora hands it to her and she goes back.
MaKhoza looks at it opening it. I am so nervous right now.

Her: (overjoyed) Ke ya ye dumela ebele Ke ya ye rata.

➢ (I accept it and I love it.)

She stands up and heads to me. The brothers stand as well. Everyone else does
the same and the king stands too.

MaMokoena: Dladla

Mhlophe

Vezi

Shandu kaNdaba

Mnembe

Dwala

Kweyama

Mgabadeli owaGabadela inkundla zakwaBulawayo

Everyone ululate.

She then reaches me

Her: Magalela agoqe njengeShongololo

Shiza likaNdaba
 Welcome to Royal Tlhabeng and welcome to the family.

She then signals me to stand and look at her. She then hugs me while everyone
cheers.

Her: (whispering on my ear) You did well ngane yam… I am proud of you and
thank you for coming.

Me: Thank you Ma.

She pulls away and the king heads my way. I look down but MaKhoza signals me
to look up.

King: Welcome to Royal Tlhabeng

He offers a handshake and I shake his hand while bowing

King: Morafe waTlhabeng, ona Ke Mosestane wahaDladla, Ntokozo Dladla. Ke

mosade wa moyeta phele walona olatelang, Karabo Leon Mokoena.

➢ (People of Royal Tlhabeng, this is MiSS Dladla, Ntokozo Dladla. She is the
future wife of your next in line leader, Karabo Leon Mokoena.)

They all ululate.

Wait, did he just introduce me to the whole world as Karabo’s wife? Hayibo,
kshuthi no turning back.

The princes then head my way, with Tumiso leading the way. They handshake me
while saying welcome to the family.

Then Karabo is the last one. Ora signals me to not look him directly in the eyes.
Him: (handshaking me) My wife.

Me: Mokoena.

He then hugs me. The cameras go wild. He then to kisses me. Is this permitted in
the palace?

He stands by my side and hug Retha then Oratile then I handshake Obakeng and
Tumi. I think it is picture time… I never knew palace life was like this.

(Mme Mokwena on the left side of Mokoena, followed by Thapelo, Thabang and
Obakeng. Then on the King’s side is Karabo, followed by Tumiso then Tumi.) I was
told to knee down in front of the king and Queen, facing the camera man. Ora is
on my right side and Retha on my left. This is an achievement for real.

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Ntokozo

I am by the kitchen with Oratile and Retha. We are washing the mountain of
dishes. We just had dinner. I am washing them, Ora is rinsing and drying and
Retha is wiping and packing them. We are busy chatting…

Retha: (so overjoyed) Girl, you were so dreamy… the confidence you had when
saying the clan names, the power, the pride, you voice…. Girl!!!

Ora: Skati, the walk… every step she took was powerful. It had a story on its own
hle… it gave me goosebumps!!!

I laugh

Retha: wena! The hand gestures went along with everything, perfectly.

Me: (laughing) Yooh, I was nervous. No offense, those people are shit scary and
very serious. I almost peed myself when I was walking in. And what was it with
you and selling me out?

Ora: (laughing) Your voice had so much power so we wanted more

We all laugh.

Retha: How did you even know the clan names so fast?

Me: The Mokoena Praises are common babe, after all, they are Southern Sotho
Bakwenas, Sotho Bakwenas and Batswana Mokoena.
Her: Hayi shame, you outdid yourself girl. I love that part of the Queen… when
you said, “O palesa e hlomilweng pelang metsi a phallwang e nnko e monate”

Ora: (going crazy) Yhooo!!! I felt that one hle

Retha: What is your highlight of the day?

Me: To be honest, every event that took place today was a highlight in my life.

Them: Nchooo!!!

We all laugh then my phone vibrates. I dry my hands on the apron I am wearing
and I take my phone out if the apron’s pocket and I check it.

It is an Insta Notification, a tag. I click it and it is a post by Karabo. He posted it 9

minutes ago. It is an edited video of me. From me getting off the Jet, to me
entering the palace while talking to Retha and Ora. To me entering the Parliament
of the Royals, saying the Mokoena Clan names.) He added the an instrument track
of I do – Amanda Black… it is going along with what I am saying very well, to me
talking to the King and Queen, to getting a hug from the Queen and handshakes
from the King and Princes and Princesses, to me kissing him and the picture of the
Royals and me. The caption says, “MaMokoena wa morafe waTlhabeng”. The
video has ove 30k likes already, in 10 minutes…

I go to the comment section and the comments are a total confidence boast….

➢ Her voice when saying the Clan names

➢ The power in her voice
➢ Her outfit brightened the room… #Vintage – Modern.
➢ Her steps with those heels told their own story
➢ Future Queen of Batswana

One of the comments got me on my tears. It says:

➢ The lady is a true definition of a Role model. She is from a very wealthy
family but she never brags about it. She works at Sportscene, imagine, a lady
from so much wealth working at Sportscene? Shockin, right? Considering
that most of you brag about being rich. She did what many couldn’t do.

Instead of depending on her family’s wealth and fam, she chose to fin out
for herself and make her own. Along the process she meets Mokoena but
still she never bragged about it… instead she stayed humble and down to
earth, regardless of his man’s fam and status. This woman here has a lot to
brag about , like her beauty, her brainsand intelligence, her wisdom, her
status, her family, her husband and more but she chooses to be down to
earth.
We never knew the Dladla’s had a daughter… we only saw her in pictures on
her brother’s account. When we all discovered her account, it had only one
picture. She accepts herself and her situation. She is also donates food and
clothes to orphanages, using her money but have you ever heard of that?
No, because she is down to earht, unlike many of you who take pictures of
you, doing that, trying to act all saint.
She is the true definition of independence. Wherever she goes, her presence
is felt, her kindness and her dignity are also felt, strongly.
Her husband is also a definition of private, independent, hardworking and
self reliant. He is a true role model too.
I hope many could look up to this wonderful couple in all angles and
perspectives.
The kingdom of Royal Tlhabeng is still safe and will be secured and kept the
same in the future. Bless the King and Queen and the Future King and Queen
too…

Bakoena

This comment has over 10k likes. I find myself tearing up. The girls rush to me and
they hug me. I assume they saw the comment too. I never thought my actions
were noted and inspiring to others. God has really blessed me. As they hug me,
the Queen walks in. I am no longer calling her MaKhoza, she is Queen from now
on. She heads to us and she joins in on the hug.

Her: You deserve everything you have ngane yam.

I pull out of the hug and I wipe my tears

Her: (holding my hands) Ngane yam, we are the lucky ones here. You have
brought so much change to this family more that you think. You never intended
on changing anything but with your presence, your aura, you did.And we are
thankful for that. You are a strong lady Nto. A person your age wouldn’t have
been able to handle any of what you going through successful as you did. Don’t
ever questions your place in this family, okay?

I nod repeatedly… She then holds Retha’s hand in reassurance and Ora and she
hugs us all. She pulls out of the hug.

Her: (holding her tears) Now go and fix up something for the men in this house…

We laugh as she leaves.

Ora: Mei Skati, you are in

Retha: Phakathi shiqi

➢ (Directly inside)

We laugh…

There is something about how Retha said that, that made us laugh so hard. She
used the Sesotho ascent…
we put whiskey glasses on the trays, 12 whiskey glasses (six on each tray) and one
bottle of whiskey on each tray. I was given the task of carrying Water and a cloth
for them to wash their hands.

Anyways, we head to the dining room. The table there is long. It caters for up to
15 people. I then start by the King, then his brother and the other elderly men in
the room then I get to the brothers. I was told to start by Karabo then Thapelo
then Tumiso then Thabang and Tumi and Obakeng. Ora and Retha have left me. I
then ask to be excused. Karabo is looking at me with lust, yezwa? He is dying of
not touching me for 3 whole hours. I head to the kitchen and I find the girls watch
my video that is currently going viral.

Retha: Skati, your video is making hits. It is now at 100k likes. People are
supporting you and Karabo on your marriage

Me: (laughing) Hayi…

Ora: this one saids “Greek God for Doll beautiful lady”

Retha: this one says “Prince Karabo had to just take away our Swati Crush”

I can’t help but laugh…

I then feel firm hands on my waist. I know it’s him. His Cologneis all it takes for me
to know it’s him. I then place my hands on top of his. They are so veiny. He folded
his shirt until his elbows again. The ladies look at us in envy and excitement.

Karabo: (kissing my neck) it is 03h34, why ain’t you asleep yet?

I didn’t even notice. I thought it was around 00h00… Time this side is hard to tell
at night, hey?

Me: (giggling) I was just finishing up.

Him: (to Ora and Retha) Ladies, this Mama here is gonna have to say her
goodnights to y’all. Retha, Thapelo is upstairs, looking for you.

Retha: (smiling and leaving) Ohh, okay. Good night ladies. Abhuti…

Me: Night

Ora: Night

Me: Mei Skati, sleep tight

Her: Sweet dream Skati. Abuti?

Karabo: Rati… Mama, let’s go.

We then head upstairs. This house is big, yoh.

Just as I thought we were getting to the room, it is another passage, leading to

another staircase. Aowa, I am dying mina. Phela I still have heels on. I hold on to
the stair rails as we go up to the third floor of the palace… we walk and again,
another staircase… hayi

Me: Yerr, kanti what is it with Bakoena people and having gigantic houses with
many passages?

Shit… That was my mind rushing to my mind.

Him: (laughing) we almost there

Me: That is what you said when we approached the second staircase.

Him: (laughing) I am serious now. Our room is at the same floor as Thapelo’s and
Tumiso’s and Obakeng

Me: Eish…
We then get to the floor with white Italian style. It is bright and it is giving Operah
Winfren’s house. As we walk, we hear moans. Karabo acts like he heard nothing
and I also ignore it. We then get to our room.

He opens the door for me and I enter and he follows. I sit on the bed and I take of
my heels, while he leans on the door, facing me.

Me: Yeses, the heels were killing me.

Him: Why didn’t you wear the puffy slippers?

Me: Haa, that would be total disrespect plus I didn’t know the room we were
allocated in.

Him: Why didn’t you come to me and ask me?

Me: You were busy plus I didn’t wanna beseen as that wife that depends on her
husband in everything.

He laughs and he heads to me, he is walking with motion. Man, those Tuxedo
Trouser and waistcoat are driving me crazy. His veiny arms and the tattoos too,
the curls and the trim are making him more attractive. His walk… I am drowling
again.

Just as I snap out of it, he is right next to me. He is still standing. The next thing I
know, he grabs my neck gently, making me face him. I look up at him and that
dangerous seductive look is back. The neck grab is not making things easiler.
Oratile and Retha were telling the true, he is a Greek god. His long fluttering
eyelashes, his eyebrows, his odd eyes, his pink lips, his light skin… this man… who
ever that did his hair, outdid themselves, the trimming is making him look like Luh
Kel. The 270 degree cut and fade curls…

Bluuubluuubluu…

Him: That dress looks great on you.

Me:

Him: I never knew that I knew The Mokoena Clan Names

Me: (smiling) I tried…

Him: When we said them with that walk of yours and confidence, I got turned on

Damnit, that feeling is back. The butterflies and shocks…

Me: (trying to change the subject) I am craving ice cream

Him: (smirking) You craving Ice cream?

I nod and he lower himself to a squat position.

Him: (with a deep voice) don’t you ever crave me?

I choke on my saliva, causing me to cough badly.

Me: You bold, very bold.

He chucklies then he puts his hands on my thighs.

Him: Don’t make me make you answer my question Mme Mokwena…

The deepness of his voice and the way he said that sent serious shocks down my
spine.

Him: Well, (running his hands up my thighs) I always crave you, especially when
you are angry at me or scolding me.
Me: Uhm… i… err…

His left hand is now in my inner thighs.

Him: (looking at me) I’m listening

Me: (after gathering my strength) I always crave you Karabo, when you are
driving, when you are crazy, when you are serious, when you are laughing, when
you are angry, when you are eating, when you touching me… I always crave you
Mokoena.

He looks at me with a smirk on his face…

He then kissed me. As much as I am scared, I give in. The kiss gets super intense.
He then pushes me gently to lie backwards and he gets on top of me while
balancing with his right hand. He then brings back his left hand and he holds my
neck with it, tilting my head so that he can get enough access to my neck. He then
starts suckling my neck so hard. He then bites me gently while suckling. He does
that and he then pulls back. He looks at me with lust, undressing me with his eyes.

He then pushes my dress upwards, flipping it, exposing my lower body. He then
kisses me again. His left hand disappears between our bodies. Seconds later…

Me: (moaning) Mmh…

His hand is rubbing my cookie down there. Damn it feels great. He then picks up
his pace and rubs it faster. I wanna moan but I resort to biting my lip. He is looking
at me as I feel all this pleasure.

Him: (deep voice) Tough girl?

He then goes down. He takes off my panties…

Me: (moaning loudly) Ahhhh… uhm!

I am grabing the sheets of the bed. He twirls his tongue…

Me: (moaning loudly) UHMMM!!!

He is going deeper. My soul is at the edge of leaving my body.

It the electric feling from my spine is back and I wanna release. I try moving away
but he pulls me back. I try again and this time he raises his head and looks straight
into my eyes

Him: (very very deep voice) Uh.uh, na stal. Kante o dira bang?

➢ (Uh.uh, stay still. What are you doing now?)

Yho!!! That sent butterflies everywhere in my body. That statement had a

SePitori in it.

Me: (Weak asf) Sorry Mokwena…

He then carries on. This time, it gets very tense… I feel bloated…I wanna release
so bad…

Me: (moaning loudly) Karabo…

My legs then shake uncontrolleable. He is still holding me down, tight nokwenza.

He carries on eating me for dear life. The third one is coming. Just as I was about
to release, he stop and he kisses me. The kiss is very intense. He takes the ice on
the ice bowl and he eats it then he goes down on me again. The coldness of the
ice is making me yearn for him even more. He then rubs it on my lady. The feeling
is back… I wanna release so bad.

He then stopes and he kisses me again, his hand rubbing my pussy again. He is
playing with my enterance and I am moan very loud. He is now looking at me, still
playing with my entrance. I then release…

Me: (moaning loudly) Karabo… Ahhh, Mmmm…

Him: Fuck, you are so wet. Wish I could eat you now.

I kiss him and he kisses me back. I run my hands on his chest and abs…

Me: (looking at him) Thatha ubuntombi bami Mokoena

➢ (Tak my virginity Mokoena)

He looks at me with a smirk…

Him: I would but I want your first time to be very memorable MaMhlophe

Me: (frustrated) Fuck.

Him: (Kissing me) Don’t worry, we got all the time in the world sthandwa sami,
okay?

Me: Okay

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, Nhliziyo?

Me: Uthandwa yimina Mokwena. Let me go have a shower.

Him: Should I join you?

me: (LAUGHING) You wish…

I then head to in the ensuite and I shower…

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Ntokozo

It is now around 13h07 and i am on my way to the kitchen. I don’t know if I am

overly dressed but I doubt.

I am wearing a pink long sleeve Redbat bodysuit and I twinned it with my white
polka overlayed Mesh skirt. I tied two headwraps on my head, a pink and white
one. I love headwrap combos… I decided to wear my white puffy slippers with
elastic. Simple, I know.

As I head to the second stair cases that lead downstairs, I bump into Thapelo… he
is wearing black tailored trousers, a white G Star Raw T-Shirt, Grey Mokoena –
Khoza sneakers.

Him: MaMhlophe

Me: Bhuti

➢ (Brother)

Him: You look beautiful

Me: (laughing) Weeh… ngiyabonga

Him: (chuckling) You did well yesterday… Proud of you

Me: Ngiyabonga Bhuti

Silence…

His eyes, I can never get used to. They pierce your soul yho… plus he is like 10
years older than me… As much as I don’t say it, he scares me, hey?
Me: (LOOKING DOWN) if you would excuse me…

Him: No problem… See you around…

He then leaves, heading upstairs. I carry on with my journey to the kitchen. I get
there and I find the ladies there… doing absolutely nothing.

Retha: (smiling) The lady of the moment.

Me: (laughing) Weeh… sanibonani

➢ (Afternoon)

Them: Skati

Ora: How did you sleep boo?

Me: (Smiling) I slept great thanks and yourselves?

Ora: Like a baby

Retha: (smiling) Very great

She did…. After the way Thapelo made her moan his name last night, she did get
more ease. I am happy for her shame… she deserves it yho.

Me: (smirking at Retha) You sure did mei skati

She laughs and I turn to Ora…

Me: Wena, why are you so overjoyed?

She gives me the “guess” look with a smirk…

Me: (eyes out) Thando?

Her: (blushing) yes… we were chating from the wee hours. He even called me.

Me: (overjoyed) You lying?

Her: Buka…

➢ (Look)

She shows me and Retha their chats and call length. Thando is even the first one
to make the move. This message….

Me: (pissed) He just had to get me involved nje… this is total crap. Athi “Is Nto
around, I have been trying to reach her all-day but voicemail”. Mzuzu he didn’t
even call me nor message me… idiot this one.

They laugh…

Tumiso then enters, looking all dashing. I can never get used to how he looks very
identical to Karabo.

He is wearing a black Cargo Joger, a Nike customized Cream white sweater, those
black caps with chains on them and Mokoena – Khoza three colored sneakers.
Kanti, did we miss the dresscode with these women or…

Tumiso: (holding his phone) Everyone ko LeKhotlweng

➢ (Everyone to the court)

Lekhotla is the Court room, the room where issues are stated and solved.
We all head to to room. Oratile enters first, then Retha, followed by me. Everyone
is here… we were the ony ones not present. We then kneel down infront of the
king and queen…

Oratile: Kgosi leKgosigadi le Bakoena.

➢ (King, King and Bakoena)

Retha: Kgosi le kgosigadi

➢ (King and Queen)

Me: (looking down) Kgosi… Kgosigadi le Bakoena.

They all nod and we then go to our situated chairs on the table. I am sitting
opposite Thapelo. Retha is on my right, opposite Tumiso and Oratile is on my left,
opposite Karabo.

I can’t see what he is wearing because of the table but he has white Mokoena –
Khoza customized T-Shirt, a chain and his watch. His tattoos on his left arm are
showing. They are continuous. He is looking at me. I look down. Tumi and
Obakeng are also seated by the table.

King: Thank you all for coming today. Discussion will be based on Karabo and
Ntokozo’s marriage.

What? I don’t like being discussed hle. I am shaking already, trying to hide my
anxiety. Ora notice then she holds my knee with reassurance. I don’t know what I
would do without this woman. She is the sister I never had. All the brothers are
looking at the king.

King: As you all know, royal is royal. If it was though ancient times, it wouldn’t be
allowed for a commoner to marry into royalty…
Now I am labeled as a commoner? Wow…

King: But your mom and I changed that the moment we got married

He says that holding the Queen’s hand.

King: We came to the decision with your mom and the elders that the wedding
will go on.

The brothers sight in relieve. Karabo is smiling at me. kanti, bonke bebaminyile?

King: Kgosigadi will take over from where I left

Queen: Ngane zam, it was a long way but once the elders say “yes” no one can
say no. The ancestors have chosen Karabo to be the leader of the throne,
alongside Ntokozo as the queen. She was born to be the queen. There is nothing
you can do stop that. Thapelo is the heir of the Bakoenas but he was not meant to
lead.

She then looks at Thapelo, trying to hide anger.

Her: There is nothing that can be done. The elders have spoken. Let’s not brew
war in the family because it will not only affect the family, but it will also affect
Morafe waTlhabeng and also your lives as individuals.

She then looks at everyone.

Her: I am very disappointed in some of you. Y’all are my kids, you are siblings,
including Obakeng and Tumi. You all are my children, whether blood related or
not. But when I discovered the hatred you have on each other, the envy, greed
and all the betrayal, I felt sick to the stomach.
She looks at everyone with disgust written all of her face.

Her: (continuing) the ones that are suppose to guide you to light, guide you to
darkness. Tongues filled with lies, mouths that encourage evil deeds, legs that
lead you to darkness, hands with blood of your own, the very hands that push the
knife deeper into your back instead of helping, eyes filled with lust, hearts that
hold envy and grudges… hearts that are hard as stone and minds that want all
that isn’t yours, minds that poisoned to hate on your own and want their all…
what happened to all of you?

Everyone goes silent.

The brothers are looking down but feel Thapelo’s eyes on me. They are piercing
my soul. I think I have found the one that hates Karabo to the core but still acts all
holy.

Queen: (with rage) Obakeng… Thapelo… Tumiso…. Itumelang… Thabang…

Karabo… what happened to y’all?

I am disturbed by how she says Obakeng and Thapelo. She says it with so much
rage, power and hurt.

Something inside of me wants to talks to bad. It is burning me. What’s

happenening to me? My eyes then land on Thapelo.

He is look at me and I return the favor. I am looking at him, dead in his eyes. My
breathing is changing, very bad. I try to not show it. I try backing down from the
staring contest but i get this weird vision. My ears are ringing... I can’t even hear
the Queen speaking. My eyesight goes blank… the vision comes back.

It is a picture of Thapelo, beating up a woman… I don’t see the woman’s face but
he is pulling her hair. I can’t even make up of what Thapelo is saying in the vision
and the woman is the vision is wearing a white mermaid shaped dress with a little
mshweshwere pattern by the end of it… bluuubluuubluuu…

Retha: (shaking me) Nto…

Me: (snaping) Huh?

I look at her…

Her: Are you okay?

Me: (Stuttering) Ye… Yeah, I’m okay.

King: Nto, is it okay if we send uncles to your family next weekend?

Me: (faking a smiling) Mokoena.

He smiles and he dismisses the meeting.

Me: (looking down) Kgosi, Kgosigadi le BaKwena, can I be excused?

King: No problem…

The queen is still puzzled by my behavior and so is Karabo.

I then got up and I walk out. I am on my way to our room. I don’t know what’s
happening to me but that vision has to be a serious message. I mean I don’t
normally get visions daylight, only when I am asleep. I am really worried, but
keened to getting to the bottom of this…… bluuubluubluuubluuu…

Karabo: (holding me) kwenze njani?

➢ (What’s wrong?)
Me: (smiling) I’m okay… just needed to release the excitement.

Him: (hugging me) Here you go again… hiding things from me.

Me: (giggling) I’m not… I am serious.

Him: (looking at me while holding my waist) Are you sure?

Me: (giggling) Yes…

My heart instantly breaks as I fear what will happen to us if he finds out that I am
keeping secrets from him again… that involves his entire family.

Him: (holding me in worry) Hey, hey, hey, Khuluma nami sthandwa sami

➢ (Hey… hey… hey… talk to me, my love)

He then wipes my eyes. I didn’t notice that I was crying. I cover it up with a smile.

Me: I just can’t believe how lucky I am… it is just overwhelming.

He smiles and hugs me very tight. Forgive me Karabo.

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Karabo

It is our final day at Botswana. We are leaving in an hour or so. Ntokozo is still
bathing. I have a feeling she is hiding something from me. She has been acting
weird since the meeting that took place yesterday. She does want to tell me but
she then gets that “I can’t” look, like she is scared and we all know that Nto
doesn’t not fear nothing.

She is done with freshening up. I am also done.

I am wearing a red and black Chinos pencil check joggers, a black Short sleeve T-
Shirt, revealing my muscles and Tattoes and Jordan 4 Retro White Oreo sneakers.
I wore a black chained cap with the outfit.

Nto then comes out, wearing those Tutu splitted long dresses that are overlayed.
You see those ones that look like ballroom dresses? Yeah. It is long sleeved and it
is in black. It is Chris Dior… I know it very well. She wore it with Christian
Loubourtin White heels with a red bottom. She tied her hair into a big doughnut
and decorated it with white hair pins with flower decorations on it. She is by the
mirror putting on her clear lip gloss. She doesn’t like it glossy I don’t know why.

Her: (turning to me) How do I look?

Me:

Damnit, that spilt is releaving her leg when she walks. I have never seen a woman
to pull up a black dress like a model and more.

Her: Karabo???

Me: (snapping out of it) Uhmm.

Her: (laughing) How do I look?

I stand up and walk to her. I then look at her, from the head to toe, undressing
her with my eyes…

Me: (bitting my lower lip) yeses, no words can explain how beautiful you are… but
actions can…

Her: (laughing) Don’t be mischevious Karabo

She perks my lips and she gathers the suitcases. Yes, suitcases. She was nervous
and didn’t know what to pack so she took a two full suitcase for only three days.

I help her, take the suitcases, open the door for her and we head downstairs.
Today she is more relaxed that yesterday. We get to the main living room of the
house and we find everyone there excluding Thapelo and Retha. They all look at
us, more attention is turned to my wife.

Mom: (flashing a Colgate smile) Makoti, awusemuhle marn… come give me a hug.

➢ (My daughter in – law, you look beautiful… come give me a hug.

She giggles and hugs my mom. She then makes Ntokozo do a turn around while
my brothers, Ora and dad look at them.

Thabang: Ngwana, you taking my spot light

Nto: (laughing) Askies, Ngwana

She then bows at dad…

Her: Kgosi
➢ (King)

Dad: (smiling) Ngwanake…

➢ (My child)

Dad then opens his arms, signaling for her to hug him. She looks at me and I smile
at her. She can be nervous for izinto ezingekho umkami but I love seeing her
uneasy. She becomes very attractive.

She hugs dad and she then blacks out. Mom holds her in time. We all get up in
panic.

Mom: hlalani phansi!!!

➢ (Sit down!!!)

As much as I wanna go to her, I obey mom. Everyone is staring at her with panic.
Mom does something to her then she wakes up…

Nto: (Panicking) Retha… she is in trouble…

She is talking really fast… I can’t make up what she said next.

Next thing, she is on her feet with mom and they both running up the stairs. We
all follow behind them… they are really fast. How does one run so fast in heels?
They are rushing to Thapelo’s room. Mom then kicks the door open. Nto doesn’t
get in… she stops at the door then goes numb. We rush to them, to get a clear
view…

WTF?!!!! Mah is on the floor in the room… Thapelo is holding a knife, Retha is on
the floor. Her white dress stained red by blood. She is lying on a pool of blood, her
blood. Ma looks at us…
Her: (tears in her eyes) No pulse… She is long gone.

Oratile: (fighting Tumi and Tumiso) ntlohele Itumelang!!! Rethabile!!!! Mei Skati,
tsoha!!!! Rethabile!!!

➢ (Let go of me Itumelang!!! Rethabile!!! Mei skati, wake up!!! Rethabile!!!)

I look at Ntokozo, who has tears on her eyes… I hold her tight as she retires to her
knees… she then cries hard in my embrace. She is not screaming though.

Obakeng: No… No… No… Thabang!!!

Thabang punched Thapelo, causing him to drop on the floor…

Thabang: (kicking him) Fuck you Thapelo!!!! Fuck you!!!

Obakeng pushes Thabang away form Thapelo…

Obakeng: (restraining Thabang) Whoa… it’s okay Monna…

Thabang: (fighting to free himself) O thoko mo le lapeng le Thapelo… A curse!!!

(pushing Obakeng off him) Ntlohele, sethoto ke wena!!! Grow up, marn!!! Grow
the fuck up!!!

➢ (You are a curse in this family, Thapelo… a curse!!! Let go of me, you idiot!!!
Grow up, marn!!! Grow the fuck up!!!)

He then storms off.

My dad walks to my mom and he comforts her while looking at Thapelo with
disgust… Nto is still crying.

How did she know this would happen?

She tries pushing me away while crying but I hold her tighter. She punches my
chest and I stomach each and every punch as it land on me with power and
emotions. I then hug her tighter…

Her: (crying) why isn’t she brething Karabo? She has a life to live… why did she
give up? Why isn’t she fighting? Why? Why did she give up on her child? She
could have fought for her unborn child… why?

Everyone turn their heads to us. I am looking at her. That was a big bomb drop…
Tumiso is livid…

Me: (still uging her) Nto, what do you mean?

She sighs while crying…

Her: (crying even more) Mbuyise, Karabo… Mbuyise!!!

➢ (Bring her back, Karabo… Bring her back!!!

I am livid…

I try taking out my gun from my waist but Tumi stops me…

Him: Haa.ke Monna… e seng pela le lapa…

➢ (No, man. Don’t… not in the presence of the family)

This bastard is luck for now. He will pay for making my wife feel guilty like this.
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Thapelo

I regret it. I shouldn’t have done that. I need her. I love her. She can’t just leave
me like that.

Her, laying on her pool of blood with so many holes, play rewind every second.
The mortuary people took her body around the evening.

It is now around 20h00 and we are at the Royal court room, ko lekhotleng.
Everyone is seated, I just told them what happened or what I made up so that I
could defend myself.

Dad: Okay, Thapelo has told the story…

I am seated opposite Ntokozo and Oratile in on her left side. The right seat is
empty. It used to be her seat.

Ntokozo is looking deep into my eyes with rage all over her face. I look down. I
have always been the one to hold eye contact but now, I can’t…

Thabang: Papa, we all know that what Thapelo is saying is a pure lie. Retha’s body
had tons of holes in it and he was the one with the knife…

King: Ntokozo is the only one who saw what happened because she is the first
one to open the door. Rather she speak

Mme: let’s give Nto some time, she is still traumatised.

King: Okay, let’s resume this meeting tomorrow…

I feel relieved… gives me enough time to make sure she doesn’t talk…
bluubluubluu…
Nto: I will talk.

They look at her with shock as she sits up, elbow on the table. She is still wearing
the dress she was wearing earlier on…

Her: Izolo during the meeting, I zoned out. That was because I had a vision and it
involved Thapelo beating up a woman. The lady’s face in the vision was blurr but
the lady was wearing a white mermaid shaped dress enendwangu esishweswe,
the very same dress that we found Rethabile in today… I ain’t trying to stir up
trouble but we all saw Thapelo holding the knife, meaning he killed her,
INTENTIONALLY.

Me: That’s a lie

Her: (interrupting me) Studying Rethabile for the past 3 days, she was always
jumpy, always covered with Make-up even in areas where make-up shouldn’t be
and she covered her body extremely cautiously. When we arrived on Friday, she
went in the jet to wake me up and re-apply make-up. I noticed she applied
concealor on her wrists and neck. Women know that concealor does more
coverage than anything else and stats prove that when a man gets agreesive with
a woman, he grabs the wrists or the neck, proving that Rethabile was trying to
cover up her bruises. She also didn’t wear clothes that were revealing, even if it
meant showing a portion. She also showed so many insecurity gestures. (looking
at Ora) Remember when Karabo called for her, telling her that Thapelo has been
looking for her? She literally left everything unattended to. She started being
unease and she left with fear written all over her face. The poor woman couldn’t
even stand eye contact with Thapelo, nor being in a room with him. All this points
out that Thapelo was a history of beating up Rethabile…

Me: No, that’s a…

Her: (interrupting me again) And abusing her, mentally, physically and

emotionally.
Me: (trying to cover up) Now, that’s a pure lie. Why would I hit the love of my
life? I married her nje

Her: You never loved Rethabile. You used her as a chess pon to impress your
father, thinking he will hand you the throne.

Me: if that was the case, why did Retha agree?

Her: (chuckling in disbelief) Agree? Rethabile had no choice. She was mad in love
with you, no, scratch that, she was obsessed with you. You used that to your
advantage.

Shit… she is unfolding everything.

Her: Retha then later discovered that you don’t love her. She felt that you were
using her for feasting your hunger, sexually, which was true. She saw that you
were using her body to release stress, frustration neNkanuko yakho. She resorted
to filing a divorce against you but when you found out about that, you
manipulated her…

Me: No… no… no…

Her: and you used your violent language against her, or should I say, your only
way that you believe is used to discipline a woman?

Tumiso: Whoa… Nto… uthi…

➢ (Whoa, Nto. What are you s…)

Her: (interrupting him) Today, she told you that she was gonna tell your parents
about everything you did to her. She was gonna come clean. She threatened to
tell Karabo about your secret desires that you have on his WIFE… and she was
gonna leave you, for good, but you lost it and you hit her, every punch and kick,
she seeked mercy…
Everything is flooding back… her helpless cries…

Her: You then took the knife that was on the plate… she kept begging you for
mercy, kept begging you for mercy, but none of that made any difference. You
then stopped after she blurted out that she was carrying your heir.

Me: (tearing up) I loved her so much… I didn’t intend to do it… I loved….

Her: (angry) Oh bullshit, you didn’t love her. If you did, you would have noticed
her 5 months baby bump. If you did, you would have known about the 3
miscariages you caused her. If you did, you would have known that her mother
passed on a year ago. For fuck sakes, you hit her that night she returned from her
trip from the funeral in Mafikeng, INSINUATING that she was cheating on you. If
you did love her, you wouldn’t have abused her.If you did, you would have not
slept with your hoes every fucken night. If you did, she would have been here
with us, right now. If you loved her as you claim to right now, you would have let
her go the first time she wanted to leave you rather than suffocating her for 7
whole fucken years marn…

My voice falls me…

Obakeng: Hey, those are serious accusation you throwing.

Her: (still looking at me) Says the man who adds fuel to the fire that Thapelo has
against Karabo.

Everyone turns to Obakeng, who is so embarrassed right now. They are all lost but
Mme looks proud for some reason…

Ntokozo: (looking at Obakeng) You poisoned Thapelo’s mind into thinking the
throne is his, that Bakwena holdings is his, that Karabo’s Architectured mansion
was his, that everything Karabo has was his and that I belonged to him.
Everyone has the disbelief look.

Karabo… I no longer see. I am now face – to – face with Ruthless. Thabang is so

entertained and Tumiso, I can’t read his expressions. Itumelang has the “exactly”
look. Oratile is livid

Ntokozo: (still looking at Obakeng) Deny it so that I can reveal all your stunts…

Obakeng looks nervous asf. He is even sweating.

Me: That’s….

Nto: Jama kancane wena, ngiyabuya kuwe. (looking at Obakeng) Okay, let me just
spill the hot beans…

➢ (You, shut the fuck up. I am still coming back to you. okay, let me just spill the
hot beans…)

Her: (still calm but serious face) Obakeng is the reason why Thapelo is jealous of
Karabo. The day of that stunt Karabo pulled outside my apartment, Thapelo
stormed out when Karabo and I were embracing each other… as for me
discovering that he was the owner of Mokoena – Khoza, oratile and the brothers
were there.

My brothers then look devoted into listening to her.

Her: Thapelo was being suffocated by jealousy. Instead of Obakeng being a good
friend to Thapelo and tell him the right thing to do, he encourages Thapelo to kill
Karabo. Mara, let’s back it up abit. Y’all remember Karabo’s shooting…

Noo… this is gonna make my family abandon me.

Her: I was at Karabo’s the night before. Thapelo hired people to keep tags on
Karabo. He knew he was followed but didn’t expect Thapelo to be behind it.
Thapelo then called Karabo that night, knowing very well that I am with Karabo
and he was also well aware that I don’t know about Karabo coming from royalty.
He kept bringing up the issues and asking obvious questions, that would make
Karabo blurt out that he is from a royal family and that he is a prince so that I
could hear everything. We broke into a fight that night, which was supposed to
break us apart but Karabo stood his ground and solved it. The following morning,
his spys reported to him that I was leaving with Karabo. They were also so
generous with the description of what I was wearing, which matched Karabo’s
favourite outfit. That, instantly brought a thought that Karabo deflowered me,
which made him livid asf, causing him to take matters into hand. He waited for
Karabo to return alone then he initiated the shooting, aiming to kill him but
ngeshwa nangebadi, it hit Karabo’s shoulder. He was awaiting a call, saying
Karabo is dead but instead, he got a call saying Karabo is hospitalize. Pissed asf as
he was, he called Obakeng. That is where Obakeng enters. Obakeng here, told
Thapelo that it was the perfect opportunity to finish Karabo off. This one, (looking
at me) as stupid as he is, he attempted that.

This girl is… I never knew… I never thought she would figure it out…

Her: Oratile, remember on that day Thapelo came and offered to get us
something to eat?

Ora: (livid) Yes

Her: That was when he tried to do it, along with his partner in crime but Karabo
woke up. When the doc called us in, who did we find in the ward?

Tumiso: Thapelo and Obakeng

Her: as I entered, Thapelo handed Obakeng something then next thing, Obakeng
and him rush out without even greeting.
I look at my mom and dad. Dad is listening to this with cautiousness and Mom has
a smirk on her face…

Me: Papa…

Dad: Shut it Thapelo… I’m still listening. Ntokozo, go on

Nto: (nodding with respect) Mokoena. On the day I went out with MaMokoena to
Casa Bella, that night I broke into a fight with Karabo, Thapelo was sitting next to
the CCTV screen. He saw me coming then…

Thabang: (chuckling) He then asked me why I didn’t kill MaHlubi… telling Karabo
that…

Tumi: He should punish Thabang and take him out of the gang. He also kept
throwing questions after question after question, know very well that it will drive
him crazy asf…

Her: (smiling) Exactly… he also tipped Tumi about my secret, the one

Ora: The one about that man?

Me: Yes, he knew Tumi is very loyal to Karabo and he wouldn’t keep such a secret.
Tumi then told Karabo. But he told him to not confront me until it was confirmed
but because Karabo was very angry that night, it blurted and caused the fight to
separate us, (Pointing at me) just like he wanted.

Thabang: (laughing) Then you call him a brother? Mxa!!

Me: But that doesn’t mean I killed Retha or that I wanna kill Karabo

Tumiso: WTF are you saying? Are you even hearing yourself? Can you taste what
you saying? She is the one who led us to your room, where we found Retha
lifeless and all the evidence she presented, e supa wena. Worse, she even have
witnesses.

➢ (It points at you)

Karabo’s expressions are not readable, which is stressing me even more. Obakeng
is even seated next to him.

Nto: (looking at me straight in my eyes) you really played your cards very well,
very well, so good that everyone never thought much about it. You can fool
everyone, but you won’t fool me…

Me: (standing up and banging the table) you won’t get away with this…

Everyone is on the feet, including Karabo. Mme looks concerned.

Ntokozo then stands up slowly.

Her: The truth will always get away with everything…

ME: (SHOUTING) At least I am not a murderer

Karabo is being restrained by Tumi

Her: (smirking) it takes a qualified on to see an amateur one.

I will not recover from that line…

Her: (leaning on the table with her fists) You can never break me Thapelo.

Me: (shouting) Fuck, this is your fault….

She then slaps me, very hard across my face. The danger in her eyes is creepy. The
fact that she doesn’t even show fear is very scary. Man, she is even calm as hell

Oratile: (trying to hold her) Whoa Nto, calm down

Her: I never shot Karabo… I didnt stab Retha to death… don’t try your emotional
games on me… angisi uRethabile mina. I don’t fear shit.

I am jam stuck.

Karabo: (trying to at calm) Obakeng, ntlo re le…

➢ (Let go of me Obakeng)

Her: (serious face) I am warning you Thapelo, fuck me up again… I dare you. I so
fucken dare you… (serious face) and I swear, you will see why your brother calls
me Lioness.

She then puts her hands in the pockets of her dress…

Her: (leaving the room) Uzithela ukuthi silala ngamaSokisi amanzi lona… heheh,
isitshwanra.

➢ (He thinks we idiots, imbecile.)

She then leaves.

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#Narrative#

Ntokozo just left the room with the entire family jam stuck. Silence hits the room
as only breathing rates are doing the talking and Ntokozo’s heels outside the
room.

Lindiwe: (laughing and claping her hands in disbelief) Hehehe…

Lerumo is looking at Thapelo with defeat written on his face, elbows on the table,
hands locked together and covering his mouth, and his eyes filled with lack of
hope, hatred, defeat and disguist.

Lindiwe: (chuckling in disbelief, looking at Lerumo) angithi bowuthi amadoda

abonisa ubuTswana, angisho? Boys have lesser issues than girls, isn’t it? (standing
up) Mina kerh, thatha iLess issues yakho. Ngikhiphe, nje mina.

➢ (Isn’t it that you said men show the “Tswana-ness”? boys have lesser issues
than girls, isn’t it? Take then, take your “Less issues”. Count me out.)

She leaves the room.

As she closes the door, Karabo jumps onto Thapelo with rage. Both of them land
on the ground, with Karabo ontop of Thapelo. Thapelo is receiving punches after
punches. He can’t even defend himself as to the speed that the punches are
coming in and their strength.

Obakeng and Tumiso try to pull Karabo away but instead, Obakeng gets one
punch, right under his chin. He moves away as he trys to stomach the punch that
caused him to bite his tongue so hard. Tumiso pulls Karabo away, successfully as
he slaps him back to his senses. Thabang is looking at this carefree. He is even
humming Player – Tinashe ft. Chris Brown. He keeps on humming the “Tonight is
the Game changer” part.

Lerumo is still in deep thought and Oratile is acting as if she is carefree but seems
bothered. Tumi is staring at Lerumo, he knows better than to stop Karabo from
fighting, Obakeng learnt that in a brutal way. Tumi then walks to Karabo, who is
restrained by Tumiso. He pushes him towards the door.

Karabo: (in a low tone) I just wanna talk to him…

Tumi: (Restraining him) you and I know that you gonna beat him up again.

Karabo: (pushing) Nah, I wanna just talk with him.

Tumi: (looking at Thapelo before leaving with Karabo) He doesn’t deserve your
energy Karabo. Let’s go.

The two then leave the room. Oratile stands up…

Her: (looking at her father) I warned you about this but you tossed me aside. Look
at what you have done. Hope you enjoyed it… (nodding in respect) Mokoena

She then leaves the room. Tumiso is just looking at Thapelo. Obakeng is trying to
help him up. He is even coughing out blood. His face is just re-arranged.

Lerumo: (on his feet) Make sure he leaves this palace today. I don’t wanna see
him here ever again. He will only come back when we discuss his actions… leave
before the end of today, Thapelo. You and Obakeng are prohibited from stepping
foot in this palace again. You wouldn’t want to be executed.

He then leaves too

Thabang: (laughing) Mokoena… (getting up) let me go and check on Ngwana

Tumiso: Nkemele…

➢ (Wait for me)

He looks at Thapelo and Obakeng, picks up Karabo’s cap then he leaves with
Thabang.

MEANWHILE…

Ntokozo is in Thapelo’s room. She is on her knees, wiping Rethabile’s blood from
the floor. She is in deep thought as she scrubs of the blood. She is still on that
black dress.

The room is dark, she didn’t switch on the lights. Tears are streaming down her
cheeks, her eyes swollen, nose redish, cheeks redish too. She is almost done when
she hears voices approaching… it is Karabo and Tumi

Karabo: Ntwana, Ntokozo o kae?

➢ (dude, where the hell is Ntokozo?)

Tumi: I don’t know

Karabo: We have been looking for her for so long. We checked out the entire
house monna, she is not there.

Tumi: Let check

Karabo: Itumelang, we did check this area…

Tumi: We didn’t check Thapelo’s room though…

They then open the door…

Karabo rushed to Ntokozo and hugs her. Her tears are just rolling down her
cheeks and she is numb. He then carried her in his arms, bridal style to their
room, with Tumi following.

Tumi: (leaving) I will alert everyone that we found her

Karabo: Sure…

Karabo enters the room and he puts Nto on the bed…

It is already 00h47 so he locks the door and he kneels next to Ntokozo.

Karabo: Sthandwa sami, forgive me. This is allmy fault. I shouldn’t have brought
you here.

Silence

Karabo: (burying his face on top of Nto’s dress by the thighs) I am sorry Mama. I
really messed out your mind, if you ever decide to leave me, I will understand…

Nto: (snaping out of it) Don’t ever say the shit you just said to me, Karabo.

Karabo: (looking at her)

Nto: (smiling) I will never leave you Karabo… ever. My home is in your arms. I
meant it when I said I am not going anywhere this time. I am here to stay. I will be
okay, yezwa?

Karabo: (concerned) Are you sure?

Her: (smiling) Yes. Now let me go take a shower.

She gets up and heads to the en-suite bathroom.

Ntokozo

I am currently done with showering. I just need something to take me away from
this world, just for a few hours. I need to escape reality right now and I also don’t
wanna see myself in this place anymore. I am looking at myself by the mirror in
the en-suite. I can’t believe I am insecure of my body kanje. Well, me wearing
vintage-modern was because of insecurities. I wrap the white towel around my
boobs. It is short, way short. It is exposing my thighs. Shit, I forgot to take my PJ’s
and they are in the room, where Karab is. I look around for a robe or something
that gives me full coverage, weeeh… nothing.

Hayi, I just head out of the en-suite. He is seated by the edge of the bed, looking
at every move I take. I head to the wardrobe and I start taking out my PJ’s and
socks. The weather is chilled this side at night. As I turn around, I step on
something… it is his foot. He is inches away from me. I look at him… his eyes are
smaller than usual and bloodshot red. He is undressing me with hs eyes… I look
down, fridgeting with my hands because I droped my PJs and I am nervous…

Him: (stroking my chin gently) Have they ever told you how beautiful you are?

I am just looking at him. He then does the “neck garbbing” thing and my stomach
tingles.

Him: (deep seductive voice) I am craving you…

I look at him and he then part my lower lip from my upper lip with his thumb.
That just got me more tingles… he then perks my lips.

Him: (Perking my lips again)

Me: I want you in me, Karabo.

He looks at me with a smirk, kisses me then he gets close to my ear…

Him: (whispering) let’s play future indicators… the future teller says Karabo
Mokoena is gonna put your legs over his shoulder, suck your pussy, have you
screaming his name, his tongue deep in your tight pure pussy, make you cum
fucken hard, flip you over, slide his dick in your tight pussy, fuck the shit out of
you for the entire 5 months he waited, snatch your soul with his dick, tap every
corner of your pussy, ask you whose pussy it is and you screaming it’s his.

He then moves his head backwards, looking at me. I am shocked. I feel a liquid
done there and it then sinks in that I am not even wearing underwears. I cross my
legs, shyly. He notices that I am hiding something. He then kisses me,
passionately, his hands running on my waist, causing butterfly party in my
stomach. His lips are cold and they taste like spearmint, I love it. I then give in and
I run my hands on his chests then behind his neck. I am on my tiptoes. He then
moves me and he gently places me on the bed. My towel then unravels, exposing
my entire body. He pulls away from the kiss and looks at my body. I instantly went
shy.

Him: (with lust) fuck…

He then kissed my lips again. This time he suckles my bottom lips, causing more
butterfly parties on my body and my cookie. He takes off his T-Shirt and he kisses
me again. He is now kissing my jaw lining. He then tilts my neck and he sucks it
while biting. I am definitely gonna have hickeys over hickeys. I still have the
hickeys from that time… I am biting my lower lip, trying to push back my moans. I
just ca….

Me: (moaning) Ahh… shit…

He is giving my boobs a life. He is playing with one while kissing and sucking the
other one. I swear, the way I am moans, is shocking… my morals and values went
on a serious stay-cation. He then comes back to my lips, suckle on them while
rubbing the top of my cookie. Yeses, the pleasure and excitement is too much…
my breathing has changed…

Me: (moaning in-between the kiss) Haa… fuck, Leon.

That just drove him crazy because he is now suckling on my lower lip more than
before. I am brought back to life by a sharp pain on my cookie. He has inserted his
finger.

Him: (looking at me) Relax MaMokoena

Haaaa, the pain!!! It is unburiable. He then inserts two, including the first one.

Me: (grabbing the sheets) ahh!!!

Him: (breathing heavily) Your hymen is so thick and warm… shiitt.

This man is crazy. He is busy telling me about my hymen and shit while I suffer. I
can feel his eyes on me. He is looking at me. I am telling you, Karabo is going to
kill me. I feel liquid coming… I try moving away but he pulls me down. I try again…

Him: (holding me down while fingering me) Ha.uh, mama.

Yho, this man is gonna kill me, struu. My legs then shake uncontrolleable… he
increased the pace of his fingers as my legs continue to shake uncontrolleable.
The pleasure is too much… he then takeS his fingers out…

Me: (shaking) haaa… Leon!!!

He then puts my legs over his shoulders and boom…

Me: (moaning) Mhhhm!!! Fuck!

I hit weak point. His tongue tirls and turns as he sucks me. Atleast there is
something nice about sex.

He then puts his tongue deeper, causing me to feel very weak. It’s like he is taking
my soul… my legs shake again… he hold me down and carries on sucking me… as
my legs stop shaking, he comes up again and he kisses me. I run my hands on his
bare chest. It is so firm and muscular. His skin is so smooth. He pulls away from
the kiss and he inserts his finger down there. I still feel the pain but I hide it. His
lips then parts slowly…

Him: (looking at me with his eyes bloodshot red) You are ready for me.

He takes off his pants. He is left with his briefs. He then takes them off too…

Haaa!!! No ways!!! There is no ways that is coming in me. Damnit, he is big,

haa!!! He is gonna kill me mos?! What does this man eat kanti? It is at this
moment that I knew I fucked up.

He gets on the bed and he pushes my legs backwards as he looks at me… I move
upwards a bit. I don’t think I am ready… I also cross my legs…

Him: (pulling me to him) Ungasabi Mama, uzomujwayela. (deep voice) why don’t
you be a good girl and open those legs for me.)

➢ (Don’t be afraid Mama. You will get used to him. Why don’t you be a good girl
and open those legs for me.)
That hit the spot.

I slowly uncross my legs as he also paths them with his hand. He gets close to me
and I close my eyes. The anticipation is killing me… yerr,

Me: (moaning) Ahhh… Mmh

He is drawing circles with his member on my entrance. It is so good hle.

Me: (eyes wide open) Uhmmm!!!

The pain!!!! Yho ha.ah!!!

He is trying to insert his member. He tries again but dololo… I make eye contact
with him…

Me: (tears at the corners of my eyes) Uhmmmmm!!!!

I feel like I am breaking apart down there. It is burning. Karabo is still pushing it all
in...

Me: (flinching in pain, eyes closed) Uhmmm…

He then moves out then in again, repeatedly. He is picking up his pace and I can’t
take it. Haa, people are hypocrites. Y’all be teeling us that sex is nice, where?!
WHERE?!

Me: (moaning in pain) Uhmmm… slow down Karabo

Him: (groaning) I can’t…. you so tight… and warm…

He says that stroking me while rubing the top on my pussy… the tears are by the
corners of my eyes… if this is sex, I don’t want it. ngigcinile.
The devil then picks up his pace, my ass slapping on him as the sound of our deed
fills the room, along with my screams. I am kinda feeling that pleasure now.

Me: (moaning loudly) Haa… fuck…

Him: (groaning) Shit… you so warm…

He is going deeper and deeper. I can’t take it anymore, the pleasure is serious…

Me: (screaming) Please …. Slow… down…

Him: (groaning) I can’t…. I can’t….. fuck.

He then goes deeper and faster than before, I scream…

Him: Whose pussy is this?

Me: (words failing me) It’s yo….ur…..s

I try uttering the words but the pleasure overpowers me. He goes in more
deeper…

Me: (screaming) Karabo!!!!!

Me: (screaming) It’s yours!!!!!! This pussy is… yo…urs!!!

I scream louder as he picks up his pace

Him:

He turns me over, very fast. Chest down, ass up, legs partly opened… he is behind
me. I then feel his hands on my back. He is pushing my stomach even lower until
it is low enough. He then slides in without a warning. I bite the pillow next to me.
He strokes even hard. The room is filled by my screams.

He is gonna break my cervix. He spanks me, going in full force. He gets more
aggressive. He then pulls my hair.

Me: (screaming) Haaaa Karabo!!!!!

He is no longer fucking me, he is thrusting me. He spanks my ass with his other
hands. That feeling… that feeling is gathering again… I hold the sheet as he let’s go
of my hair. I hold on to the sheets as I brace the feeling. Another electrifying
feeling hit me…

Me: (screaming) Arhhh!!! Fuck!!!

I curl my toes, pulling away from him but he pulls my ass back to him and he goes
deeper. He thrusts me throughout me releasing. An out of this world feeling
strikes me. It is just too unreal. It fills me same time. He grabs my left arm and
puts it on my back. I feel warmth in my cookie. He is breathing hevily…

Him: (groaning) Fuck….

I try to collect myself but my knees are wiggling… he then groans loudly, strokes
me two more times before letting me go. As I collapse, he pulls me back and he
slides in, strokes two more times, he is filling me.

Is he crazy?! We are not using any protectionand he knows very well that my
body rejects the morning aftr pill, but still!!! He has the guts to ejaculate in me?!
He is holding me very tight. After like 4 mins or so, he lays next to me. I collapse
on his chest…
Him: (kissing my forehead) Fuck, woman you are fucken warm and tight. Very
expectional

Me: (smiling) Why did you ejaculate in me, Karabo Leon Mokoena?

Him: (chuckling) ‘cause it is nice being in you.

Me: I’m being serious Karabo.

Him: I will get you the morning pill, sthandwa sami

Me: (moving from his chest) Mxa, I am no longer having sex with you.

He then got on top of me, looking at me.

Me: Get off me Karabo

He then tickles me. Mara is this man crazy or what? No, I have evaluated it, he is
indeed crazy. I just broke my flower and he knows I am still in pain but he still
resort to tickling me. Perfect! I told you that he wants to kill me.

Him: Ngiyabonga kakhulu MaMokoena ngesipho ongiphe sona namhlanje…

I smile at him

Him: (looking at me) Ngiyakuthanda, ezwa Nhliziyo?

Me: (smiling) Uthandwa yimina Mkhathini…

He kisses me…

Me: (screaming) OH MY GOD!!!!

He is in me… Back to square on!!!

…
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Ntokozo

Last night was too unreal guys. I am finally deflowered, by the man I love more
than anything nor anyone. This morning, my legs were super weak… I had some
problems peeing too. It burns when I do and when I walk, I get pains. It is as if
something cut me down there. I told MaKhoza about it and she told me that I
might have a tear. She was so happy to hear that we did it. To be honest, I was
ashamed to even tell her. She gave me an ointment and some Femine pills for
down there. Anyways, today we are leaving. The king ordered us to leave and he
will handle the rest. Plus I have an examination to study for. The lobola
negotiations will still be handled this Saturday.

I am currently on my way to the living room. Everyone is waiting for me. Thapelo
and Obakeng are not leaving with us… I am wearing a black Mingli Tengda high
low skirt, twinned with a long white sleeve bodysuit and my White Christian
Lourboutin heels. I tied half my locs into a high ponytail and I rested them.

As I walk downstairs, history repeats itself. I look at him. He tied his dreadlocks
and his faces has bruises and fresh wounds.

Him: (blocking my way) Nto, can we talk?

I look at him blankly

Him: Look, I am sorr…

Me: Suka endleleni yami, Thapelo.

➢ (Move out of my way Thapelo)

Him: Nto, I come in peace…

Me: Na o katla ka masepa, o nkase o ndire nex

➢ (Even if you come wiith shit, you won’t do me no harm)

Him: Nto…

Me: Awufuni ukusuka?

➢ (You don’t want to move?)

Him: Ngimamele…

➢ (Hear me out)

I look at him with disbelieve

Him: I know I fucked up Nto. But I also deserve a second chance… if not with the
family, with you then.

Me: Suka Thapelo…

➢ (Move Thapelo)

Him: (holding my hand) Nto, what is it that Karabo has that I don’t have? Tell me, I
will change.

I laugh in disbelieve.

Me: (yanking my hand from him) Thapelo, for the last time, move…

Him: ngiyakucel…

➢ (Pleas…)

I give him a death stare and he moves away, slowly… I step down and I stand on
the step he is on. I am still looking forward…
Me: (serious) I chose Karabo over all of them… I still choose him and I will still
choose him in the future. You can’t compete what you don’t compare… get that
into your thick skull.

I then carry on walking…

Let me not express my anger right now…

I get downstairs and I find everyone there. I greet and we all bid our goodbyes. I
am walking with Ora, who is wearing a Christian Dior splitted black dress. She
looks stunning in it. I then hold her tight as I see tears in her eyes.

“Forgive me, for all I have wronged in life my lord” Retha’s last words.

We have arrived in SA. Tumiso and Thabang are meeting up with the rest of the
gang, Tumi drove Oratile home and I am with Karabo in my apartment.

I changed to my home shorts, which are my shortest of all my shorts and a White
cami top.

Karabo is still wearing his clothes but he is shirtless. I walk to the couch to seat
with him but he pulls me to him, making me sit on top of him. We are in the
straddling position.

He looks deep into my eyes, his hands rubbing my butt checks. I am also looking
at him, with my hands on his muscular collarbone. There is silence in the room, no
words, no communication, just us looking at each other. He is using the triangle
method on me, he is looking at my left eye then right then the lips, causing me to
focus on his pink lips… they are breath taking. I am then feel his hands going
places.

He is unbuttoning my shorts while looking straight into my eyes. He then slips his
hand in my underwear, he then rubs my cookie… my breathing rate instantly
changed. I am breathing heavily, still looking at him. He then inserts his fingerings.
I still feel pain because of the tear but I don’t want him to stop. I want to help him
release his tension. I know he is not okay.

Me: (breaking eye contact as he picks up the pace) Uhmmm…

Him: (deep voice) Ngibeke MaMokoena.

➢ (Look at me, MaMokoena.)

That… my stomach… yho.

Me: (moaning loudly) Ahaaa… Karabo

Him: (picking up his pace) Ngibeke Mama

➢ (Look at me Mama)

I reluctantly obey his instructions. He is looking at me, with lust and satisfication
as I suffer, yearning for him to be in me.

Me: (moaning) I want you… in me…

That made him lose it, big time. He flips me over to lie on the couch, very fast. He
is now ontop of me, kissing me for dear life and fingering me like it is the last time
he is having me. Yes, I know these things now. I am proud to say that I am sex
education.
I then reach a leg shaking orgasm. I am so wet right now. He doesn’t waste time,
he takes off my shorts. The shorts are too tight kimi so it is hard to take it out but
Mr here, flips me over and he pulls the short off me, aggressively, turning me on
even more.

He doesn’t flip me back, I am still facing down. Without warning me, he enters
me. He pulls me up by my waist and he puts a pillow under me, by my stomach…
disadvantages of having a small core. He then makes me lay ontop of it and he
starts thrusting me. No muffing or slow pace nyana? Hayi… he then thrusts me so
hard…

Me: (screaming) Haa… Karabo!!!

He carries on… he is going in deeper and faster… my screams and the sound of my
ass clapping on him fills the room…

Me: (screaming louder) Haaa Karabo… Mana!!!!

➢ (Karabo… wait!!!)

He then goes harder then he releases in me… he then flips me over. Now the
pillow is under my back. He holds up my right leg and he thrust me again.

Me: (screaming) Karabo!!! Yehlisa!!!

Nah, he is tearing me again.

He continues… I then move backwards but he pulls me back. I try agin but instead,
he lifts me up and pins me to the wall.
He lifts my right leg by my thigh and he thrusts me. I feel bloated… warm liquid is
all I feel in me… the sound of our deed is very loud.

He then pulls me to the bathroom. He then makes me lean on the bathroom sink,
next to the mirror. Ass exposed, boobs on the countertop…

Him: (pointing at the mirror) Keep your eyes on that… don’t dare close them…

He says with a deep voice. The commanding and dominance is making me yearn
for him more. It just turns me on… he then thrusts me harder than before.

I am trying my best to keep my eyes on the mirror but I can’t. The pleasure is over
powering me. My head then retires on the counter top…

him: Plus one.

What does he mean? No!!!!

He then pulls me to the bedroom, throws me on the back. He flips me over to

face down. He then does what he did lastnight, ass up, chest down and he thrusts
hard and fast. He pulls my left arm backwards along with my right arm. He holds
the two of them with one hand and the other one is grabbing my ass hard. I feel a
very warm liquid shot in me and he groans loud, scratch that, he roars loudly like
a lion. I collapse as I feel so much pleasure. A very severe leg shaking orgasm hits
me.

This time he is still holding me towards him, with him still in me. The leg orgasm
stops and he thrust me three times and he pulls out.

I then collapse on the bed. He flips me over to face him and he kisses me, very
passionately. I kiss him back with my hands on his back. He is sucking my lower
lip. He then pulls away from the kiss…

Him: (looking deep into my eyes with a smile) Ngiyakuthanda yzwa, nhliziyo?
Me: uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

He lies next to me, signaling for me to get on top of him. I climb on him and I lie
ontop of him. He covers us with the duvet. I am listening to his heartbeat.

Him: (rubbing my back) I wanna get another tattoo yaz?

Me: (rubbing his chest) another one?

Him: Yeah

Me: Where?

Him: I wanna extend the shoulder length one up my neck and half side of my
chest and back

Me: Awusabi iPain?

Him: (laughing) Hawu… it is not that painful MaMokoena

Me: Is it safe though?

Him: (laughing) Stop stressing, it is safe

Me: Yooh… okay Mokoena. If it makes you happy, I will support you.

Him: (kissing the top of my head) Ngiyakuthanda MaMokoena

Me: (smiling) nami ngiyakuthanda Sthandwa sami

The tattoo is not a bad idea yaz? I love it actually.

Him: Manje ubuya nini ekhaya?

➢ (When are you coming back home?

Me: After the wedding

Him: Haa, why?

Me: ufuna ekhaya bathi ngidlala amaFAT AND SET?

➢ (You want my family to said that I am cohibitting?)

Him: (laughing) what are you doing right now?

Me: I am pleasing my husband… asiFat and Set

Him: (laughing) Hayi… qhubeka uzikhohlise kerh Mama

➢ (Hayi, carry on fooling yourself mama)

Me: (laughing) ungangiqali phela otherwise uzogcina ukungithola until umshado

kanti

➢ (Don’t start with me otherwise it will be the last time you get it from me until
the wedding day)

Him: Haa… sorry kerh Mama

Me: (laughing) Weeh… I finally know your weakness.

We laugh and I eventually zone off to dream land.

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Ntokozo

It has been two weeks now and I am at home in Witbank. Lobola negotiations are
taking place today.

I am so nervous hle. Knowing my uncles, they might even be unreal with the
situation. Bab’ omncane noMdala, I know they will do me right.

My dad, I actually don’t know right now. After seeing what happened in the
palace, he is afraid to marry me into the “murderous” royal family.

Anyways, I am by my room upstairs with my cousin, Nosihle. She and I gelled very
well compare to my other cousins. The others just hate me because my life turned
out better than it was supposed to… their words not mine.

Nosihle made me wear a blue Swati cocktail swing dress that goes below my
knees, half way to my ankles, a blue Swati Headwrap too. She tied it like uMqhele
then let my Locs loose. She also insisted that I wear heels so I went for white
Christian Dior heels that Mom bought. I also have a small blanket over my
shoulders… a white one to be specific. To be honest, I look dashing. All thanks to
my experienced cousin.

Me: (looking at myself on the mirror) Yerr… a smash.

Her: (laughing) AHH… I wasn’t gonna let you give those witches outside
satisfaction.

Me: Labo… why baso vele?

Her: (fixing her dress) Those bitches think they deserve everything. They also did
this to me when I was getting married.

Me: Mina bazoshelela ngami.

➢ (They would be very unfortunate if they try me.)

Her: (laughing) Buka… we are really for war phela.

I laugh…

Nosihle has always been the one to not tolerate nonsense. I mean on her wedding
day, she slapped the shit out of Sami, one of the jealous cousins.

Just as she tells me about her marriage to her husband, Sanky Masuku, we heard
shouting from the gate. We look out the window and we see 6 men… Tumiso is
amongst the men. These must be the Mokoenas. They are all on their knees.
Thando enters, stuttering Nosihle

Him: (firming the whole thing) Sorry but I was assigned to do this… to keep as a
memory plus for my Dladla page.

I just roll my eyes at him then turn back my attention to the Mokoenas

The elderest: (calling out the Clan praise names) Dladla

Vezi

Shiza likaNdaba

Shandu kaNdaba

Dwala

Mhlophe

Mgabadeli owaGabadela ngamane amaDoda

Retla rele ba ha Mokoena,

Retla ka ho ye kokobetsa
 Mosimane wa Rona o boni Palesa ehomilweng pele amatsi

Ha phalalang

Kweyama,

Re kopa Palesa ehlabileng le go tlakanisa malapa a Mokoenas le Dladla.

Dladla

No response… eyy, what’s happening?

After about 5 to 10 minutes of these men kneeling down outside the blazing hot
sun, Aunt Lwabo heads to the gate. She stand there and look at them. They then
take out a big stake of money.

Auntie takes it and she finally opens the gate using the remote. They then walk in.
Tumiso has always been the fashion goat of the Mokoenas.

He is wearing Black and white Tailored Chinos, a white T-Shirt, a black and white
blazer that is showing off his Buffy-ness and customized Mokoena – Khoza black
and purple sneakers. Today he is showing off his 360° waves. One thing that
makes Tumiso be feared, respected and attractive to others neh, is his pride.
Tumiso hardly smiles in public let alone laugh… mara as you get to know him, you
will see he is a softie, just like Karabo. They are literally the same, personality and
looks… just that Karabo is more lighter… he is the lightest in the family.

Thando: (looking at me) Damnit my sister, how do you resist these people… yerr,
these family has hotties only yho…

Me: (laughing) Mxm…

Him: but on a serious note, I am happy for you Mamas… you outside yourself,
hey?
He then hugs me and Nosihle joins too.

Him: (hugging the both of us as if we are younger than him) My two sisters are
grown Hey?

Him: Ohh, Ora told me to tell you to relax…. Everything will go well. She will arrive
around 23h00 due to the delay of submissions.

Me: ungibongele kuMuntu wakho

➢ (Thank your woman for me)

Him: (laughing) nami niyobe Ningilungisela ukuthi ngiyomLobola…

➢ (I will also be paying bridal costs for her, soon)

We laugh as he leaves… him and Ora are now official. He is literally obsessed with
the girl.

…
#Narative#

The Mokoenas have arrived at the Dladla household in Witbank. They are now in
the living room with the Dladla clan. The house is buzzing but ordered at the same
time. Mpho yabadimo, the king’s great uncles will be leading the negotiations as
the patron of the Mokoenas.

Him: Dladla, size ngokuhle kodwa… sizoqeda ekade sikuqalile. Indodana yethu
ubone imbali eqakazayo Engadine yakho. We come, asking to take it, and look
after it. Ngalokho, thina singoMokoena, sibone ukuthi siyenze izinto ngendlela
efanele…

➢ (Dladla, we come with pureness but we are here to finish what we started.
Our son has spotted an eye – catching flower in your garden. So as
Mokoenas, we saw that we have to do things according to the proper
procedure)

He looks at Tumiso and Tumiso then takes out two bottles of expensive brandy
and 2 000rands in notes, he then puts them on the table while kneeling down on
one knee.

The Dladla’s look at each other and Nkosenye, Ntokozo’s bab’ omncane talks…

Him: Siyani amukela kwaDladla…

➢ (we welcome you to the house of Dladla)

Mpho yabadimo: Dladla… sizocela ukungena odabeni lwanamuhla

➢ (Dladla, can we please get straight to the issue at hand?)

Nkosenye: La ekhaya, sinezimbali eziningi… awuthi sinibitele bona, nikete yenu.

➢ (We have tons of eye – catching flowers. Let us call them for you so that you
can choose yours)
Aunt Lwabo then leaves…

Minutes later, she comes back with 5 girls with blankets covering their heads.

The Mokoenas look at Tumiso, signaling him to choose. He carefully observes the
girls….

The first girl’s legs are noted by Tumiso, and they are too small to be Ntokozo’s.
The second one is seated in a way that is very different from Ntokozo’s style, I
mean, it is such a difficult way of sitting for a person with brackets so second girl
is a no.

The third girl seems taller so it is not her. The fourth one has the resemblance of
Ntokozo but her left hand is sticking out, revealing her wedding ring which is not
like the one Karabo bought Ntokozo. He then studies the fifth one. The Locs are
showing, her sitting style, her height, her skin and the Christian Dior heels… he
then instantly knows that it is his sister in-law. He picks her. Aunt Lwabo then
removes the blanket from the girl and it is really Ntokozo.

Nkosenye: is this the flower?

Mpho yabadimo: Yebo Dladla…

Lwabo takes the girls back to their room and the men talk…

Ntokozo’s dad: that flower is one of the rarest flowers in the world. She is worth
tons…

Mpho: Yebo… that is why we are willing to take it…

Nkosenye : 15 cows, one costing R14 000. Excluding the fur bulls.

The Mokoenas look at each other in shock

Setsaba(the king’s oldest brother): Eyy, can we negotiate on a fair price
atleast?We only have 8 cows…

The Dladlas laugh in disbelief with Ntokozo’s dad, Sbusiso livid.

Sbusiso: 8 cows? Ningaoidlala ngathi la. My daughter is worth more than 15 cows.
She is a law student, at her final year, beautiful, intelligent, independent, very
brave too. How many times has she shown her worth to you all?

The Mokoenas go mute.

Sbusiso: let alone the fact that she is pure, a virgin itself. She has never dated
before… your son, being the first love of her life. (Looking at Tumiso) You know
this. She is even very young… 21 years old… she could have been traveling, doing
her things but instead, she chose to stay with your son. If it wasn’t for her, Karabo
wouldn’t have gone back home, to his father’s . (Looking at Mpho) We know this.
If it wasn’t for her, Karabo wouldn’t have taken the decision to take over the
throne. If it wasn’t for her, ngabe Karabo is long dead. She has sacrificed a lot for
your family, more than any of you would have. And you telling us about 8 cows?
Aningiboni…

Bab’ncane Langelihle: (agreeing with Dladla) uyishaye ‘skhonkhosini Bafo

➢ (Is there one, brother)

The others also agree. The Mokoenas look at each other…

Mpho: Can we discuss this first?

They then head outside, leaving the Dladla’s inside.

Tshepo (the king’s youngest brother): Aowa Bakoena, this is daylight Robbery.
Nkase re ntse tshelete ekana for mosade…. Nkane a nyala ko hae.

➢ (No way, Bakoena. This is daylight robbery. We won’t take out so much
money for a woman… Karabo would rather take a wife from Botswana.)

Litsatsi: Ke EMA leTshepo moe.

➢ (I agree with Tsepo on that one.)

Neo: Le bua matshela Lona… A ne le motlwile Dladla?

➢ (That’s bullshit you talking. Didn’t y’all hear Dladla?)

Tshepo: A se di kgane TSA Rona tseo… Ke yena odidirileng… eseng Ka Lena la

Mokoena…

➢ (That is none of our business. She brought that to herself. Not on the name
Mokoena)

Neo: (agueing with Tshepo) Wa tsenywa?! Karabo ase Karabo Ntokozo a seo. If
Karabo can’t have Ntokozo, what reason will make him rule? A ne le motlwile
MaKhoza le tsatse le le?

➢ (Are you crazy?! Karabo is not Karabo without Ntokozo. If Karabo can’t have
Ntokozo, what reason will make him rule? Didn’t y’all hear MaKhoza that
other day?)

Litsatsi: MaKhoza a tsebe selo… Ke go…

➢ (Makhoza knows nothing. Just that…)

Tumiso: (interrupting) Weng phephetsa ne Litsatsi?

➢ (You are testing me, Litsatsi?)

Everyone looks at him in shock.

Tumiso has always had the straightforward vibe. He doesn’t tolerate shit at all…
one of the many similarities between him and Karabo.

Tumiso: Don’t ever talk about my family like that… nor my brother’s wife in that
manner. First of all, you don’t know nothing about this family. You are only here
because we needed negotiaters. Otherwise, you don’t belong to the Mokoena
clan. Tshepo, wena how many divorces have you had in the past 5 years and you
have the gut to open that mouth of yours? Wena Litsatsi, you are the last one to
be talking… I can’t even believe you said that… you took your decision to marry a
wife from Botswana, right? Now look at you, being hit by that wife every fucken
day and you have the guts to say that? Sies marn, le tswabisa detlong marn.

➢ (Sies marn, you should be ashamed of yourselves)

The Mokoenas look shocked at everything said by this young man.

Tumiso: This is what we gonna do… we going to go back in and pay whatever
price the Dladlas want because all they said, I know, I have seen and I have proof.
Yeses, le tletsi ka masepa lona… Karabo o le fele more 800k but all you want to do
is to make money out of that. Sies marn…

➢ (Yeses, you full of shit. Karabo gave y’all more than 800k but all you want to
do is to make money out of that. Sies)

He walks to the entrance of the house again and he looks back.

Him: What are you waiting for? Tsenang before I put bullets in your brains…

They then walk in very nervous and they get seated…

Mpho: Dladla, we willing to hear the price again.

Dladla: (smiling) 15 cows with one costing 14 000rands, excluding the two fur
bulls.

Mpho: Ohh

Tumiso: Dladla, we came to a conclusion that we gonna pay things like this…

They all look at him shocked and very attentively

Tumiso: 15 000rands for one cow multiply by 40 cows = R600 000

15 000rands multiply by 2 bulls for her pureness = R30 000

9 000rands for one female cow for her mother = R 9 000

15 000rands for the bull, represented to the father = R 15 000

9 000rands for the reed dance proof for her pureness = R9 000

Two female cows to bless her womb in expanding the Mokoena clan

= R18 000

4 goats for family and ancestral bonding of the two families

= R12 000

All together, it is estimated to R693 000, excluding the gifts that will be brought
later on…

They all look at him with shock and amazement. The Mokoenas don’t even dare
to protest. The Dladlas smile…
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Ntokozo

I am by the room with Mah and Nosi. Anticipation is killing me. They have been
talking for 2 or more hours and still no ululating…

Me: Mah, ngcela uyongibekela ngale tuu… I wanna know how it is going

➢ (Mom, please go check for me how things are going that side. I want to know
how it is going)

Her: (hugging me) you know I can’t do that my baby… mamela, Musa
ukuzikhathaza ngaloludzaba… kuto Lunga. Themba babe wakho.

➢ (Listen, stop stressing yourself out. Everything will go as planned. Have faith in
your dad)

Me: Kepha Mah… what if…

➢ (But mom, what if…)

Her: (huggin me tight while laughing) Awusathukanga kangaka… Nosi, iza sesi.

➢ (You are so nervous… Nosi, come here my baby)

Nosi comes and she hugs her too…

Mah: Yambona Nosi, she knows how it feels… she has been through this. Wena
ukhala nge2 hours, Nosi waited for 2 weeks to feel relieved.

Nosi: (laughing) Yoh sesi wami… the anticipation is the hardest part of it… it is like
there is a huge lump on your throat… ungaWorry… kuto hamba kahle… themba
mdzali wetulu nomhlaba…
➢ (… Don’t worry. Everything will go accordingly. Just trust in God, the maker of
heven and earth.)

Mah: Exactly… look at how y’all grew up so fast… now I have to let go of my two
daughters…

Well, Nosi calls my mom Mamcane… meaning Nosi’s mom is my mom’s older
sister.

She considers Nosi like her child. My mom can not be choosy at all. She loves you
unconditionally, whether blood related or not. She is very kind and loving.
Sometimes it worries me because in this world, people take advantage of the kind
hearted.

Anyways, we are disturbed by the ulululating of Aunt Lwabo. I then sigh in

relieve…

Mah: (looking at me) See… we told you to not worry…

Nosi: (trying so hard to hide her excitement from Ma) Mntase…

Mah: (leaving) Let’s go to the living room to join them.

Me: we will be there…

She leaves and Nosi starts jumping around, holding me…

Her: Bitch, you are officially someone’s wife… a Queen futhi

Me: (laughing) I can’t believe it too.

We then head to the living room, where we find everyone celebrating. Everyone
that was outside is now inside. Ladies ulululating, men dancing and calling out our
clan names… handshakes are exchanged too.
I knew the house was packed with people but I didn’t think it would be this
packed… like there are over 30 of family members here…. Excluding the
Mokoenas.

As I move to the Mokoenas, Thando starts taking videos and pictures of me. The
Mokoenas hug me and Tumiso as usually makes fun of me…

Tumiso: AHH yeses, nawe… ampuri sithatha omunye umuntu until I saw your
penguin legs.

➢ (Yeses, you… we almost chose the wrong one until I saw your penguin legs)

I laugh as I elbow his stomach…

Him: (laughing) Ngiyadlala Makoti wethu… come give me a hug.

➢ (I’m joking Makoti. Come give me a hug.)

I then hug him.

Yeses, the height difference… even with heels on.

I then spot my jealous cousins staring at me as Tumiso holds on to my shoulder.

Nosi: (smiling nervously) Excuse me guys abit but can I steal you for a bit Nto?

Me: Ohh okay Nosi, Tumiso, I will be back… do you need anything?

Him: Actually, I am still heading out. I need to meet up with the rest of the
brothers and get the necessities for tonight.

Me: Okay kerh… call me when you have arrived… I need to discuss something
important with you

Him: does it threaten your life?

Me: Nah…
Him: Okay kerh, we will talk.

Me: Sharp…

I then head to the kitchen, following Nosi.

When I get there, I find Samu and my other cousins waiting….

Samu: (fake smiling) Congrats boo

I look at her blankly.

Her: So that guy, is he single?

Me: How am I supposed to know?

Her: Hawu… I mean, at least hook your cousin up

I just chuckle.

Her: Ohh come on… just imagine us being married to one family

Me: That won’t happen

Her: Ntokozo… don’t you…

Me: I don’t…. I don’t wanna be anywhere near you. Now if you would excuse me…

I attempt to walk away

Her: See, she thinks everything is for her. She forgets that it is a must for her to
help us up too… we are her cousins.
Nokholo(other cuzion): I wouldn’t be surprise if she also wants him… I mean we
all know ukuthi uyafeba lo… that how she got Karabo.

Okay, I have heard enough. I really did try to tolerate their nonsense for Mom’s
sake.

#Narrative#

Still at the Dladla household… in the kitchen.

Ntokozo slaps Nokholo so hard across her face that everyone hears it and head to
the kitchen, even the Mokoenas.

Ntokozo has her hand on Nokholo’s neck, straddling her on the counter top.
Nokholo has fear written on her face. The aura around Ntokozo screams danger,
anger and rage.

Samu: (unaware of the presents of the parents) Ntokozo, you have to put us on
the map too… you owe us that one otherwise we will ruin your wedding so bad…

Ntokozo: (looking at Samu while tightening her grip on Nokholo) I dare you… try
me.

MaDladla: Ohh thina siyanithatha, siniyenze abantu kanti Nina niyenza lokhu
kuNtokozo?

➢ (Ohh, we take you in, make you people and you… you do this to Ntokozo?)

Samu then gets shocked at the fact that everyone heard her.

Nokholo: (coughing) Nt…

Ntokozo: This is what’s gonna happen…wena Samu, you will pack your shit…
everything then you will go back to Bushbuck Ridge.
Samu: (fear) No…no…no… he will killl me…

Ntokozo: Wena, (at Nokholo) you will do the same…

She lets go of Nokholo while she coughs so bad, grasping for air.

Samu: (on her knees) No hle Ntokozo… he will kill me.

Ntokzo: (looking at her as if she is inferior) I don’t care… funny how y’all got so full
of yourselves, forgeting you live under my charity and basic needs and wants. You
being here, wasn’t a chose made by my parents. I felt sorry for y’all when you
were not having things you needed as girls and my cousins. My parents warned
me but I fought for you to stay here. But now, y’all are old enough to fin for
yourselves so leave…

Samu: Nto… I will die… please

Ntokozo: knowing the old me, the kind me, the girl that took y’all in, the girl that
thought you would change and had hope you will take her as your sister, she
would have had mercy and let you stay right now…

Samu: (interrupting while crying) Nto… I do take you as my sister. I know that girl
is still in yo…

Ntokozo: But you destroyed her and created this monster. Today, she was there
but you destroyed the little portion of hope she had for you when you insulted
her and ruined her reputation Infront of her in-laws… Go pack your stuff… I am
taking you to Bushbuck Ridge.

Samu: (crying loudly) Ntonto!!!

Ntokozo: (looking at Nokholo) Wena, go back to your father…

Her: he hates me
Nto: I don’t care… see how to strive for yourself. I also did… angithi y’all thought
my life was easy… that me being independent was just luck and it is easy? Let’s
see if your words were true.

She then leaves the room, leaving everyone jam stuck. Her mother follows her
behind and Nosi too.

They get to Samu and Nokholo’s room and they find her packing their clothes…

MaDladla: Nunu, don’t you think you are now exaggerating?

She keeps packing… Nosi helps her, leaving MaDladla shocked.

MaDladla: Hayibo… what’s wrong with y’all?

Ntokozo: MaDladla… you don’t know exaggeration… this is just small, compared
to everything they did to us.

Nosi: I second her lapho

MaDladla: Nto it is not that bad.

Ntokozo: it is not that bad? Ma, you have no idea of the hell I went through with
these ungrateful imbeciles. Ma, the house is packed with people. She has the guts
to disrespect me kithi? And you saying that? Ma, my reputation to my in-laws is
all red now.

She is now finished with the suitcases. Samu and Nokholo then rock on the door.

Ntokozo: Thathani amasakane enu, let’s go…

➢ (Take your trash… let’s go.)

Samu: (at MaDladla) Ma…

Ntokozo: I don’t have the entire day… I have guest to entertain and a husband
that is on his way here.

Sihle then comes with Thando…

Sihle: Nto… this is just too unnecessary

She is still looking at Samu and Nokholo, who are pushing their cases out of the
room.

Sihle: Nto… Ma… Nosi

Nosi: Yeyi… they deserve it.

Sihle: Deserve? Nto, what happened to you?

Ntokozo: (looking at him with rage) Life happened… independence happened. But
what do you know about it? You still live on your parents’ money and house.

She walks out with Nosi, following the girls. They get to the car and the drive off
to Bushbuck Ridge.
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Ntokozo

We are currently in Bushbuck Ridge.

We decided to take a break and park aside of the road. It is a very empty road,
with a garage about 3KM away.. Samu and Nokholo are looking at us with defeat
in their eyes.

Samu: Yaz, I always thought y’all had life easy. You had everything you needed
and wanted, rich parents and architecture mansions. It was unfair… why couldn’t
it be me? I was supposed to be you Ntokozo, iZinyane likaDladla. Now promoted
to Queen of Botswana. When I heard you getting married to Karabo, I instantly
knew I couldn’t beat you anymore. I started wanting to destroy your life so bad.
Like why do you have to be so big? So lucky? Why not me?

I look at her blankly.

I felt disgusted same time.

Samu: (charging to me with my gun) if I can’t have it, you won’t either…

Nosi: No no no no no Samu

Nokholo: Dubula le nja Sisi wami…

➢ (Shoot this dog, siter)

I am still not shaken about this. To be honest, I am scared but I still struggle to
show fear on my face or in particular.
 She points the gun at my stomach. I then wrestle her to the ground, kicking the
gun away from her. Nosihle tries taking the gun but Nokholo beats her to it.
Nokholo then kicks Nosi on her stomach, causing her to fall. Samu then holds me
tight to her on the ground….

Samu: (shouting) Shoot!!!!

At this point my front body is exposed to Nokholo, meaning if she shoots, I might
not survive. I then fight myself off Samu then the gun fires.

Karabo

I am with my brothers, looking for the bulls that are needed alive and the goats.
Thapelo is also with us. Nto told me to forgive… he won’t do it again, so did mom.
I trust those two women with my whole life, but him, I don’t.

We purchase the livestock, the veggies and other necessarities for the night
ahead of us. It is the slaughter night, meaning my siblings and I will be officially
introduced to the Dladla ancestors and will wait for their approval of the wedding.
We are by the parking lot, about to leave when I receive a call… my wife is already
missing me?

~CONVO~

ME: Sthandwa Sami

Voice: Karabo… we need your help… something Terrible happened.

The girl’s voice is shaky… I stop at the realisation of what she said. My brothers
stop too

Me: Who is this and where is Ntokozo?

The girl: Look, I sent you the location… please hurry…

~END OF CALL~

I look at the location… Bushbuck Ridge…

Me: (rushing to the car) We need to head to Bush… Ntokozo is in danger…

They all rush to their cars and we speed of to Bush with them following my car.

I get to the location and I spot Sihle’s car… I drive there and I head to the car.
When I get there, I find Ntokozo on the ground and another girl too. They are on a
pool of blood. I rush to Ntoko…

My brothers head to me and they help me get her up… Then she moves…

Her: Karabo

Me: Sthandwa Sami

Her: put me down

Me: but…

Her: put me down!!!

I do as she says. She stands on her feet. Andthen?

Thapelo: Karabo?!

Me: keng?
➢ (What?)

Him: I think we have a problem here…

Ntokozo rushes to the car… and I head to Thapelo and the brothers.

Thapelo: The girl is dead…

Tumiso: And judging by her gun wound, she was shot.

Thabang: This girl here, Nosi says Nto and the girl wrestled to the ground

Tumi: Nah… the shit was a direct shot, not indirect. Someone shot the girl….
Aiming to kill one of them.

They all look at this Nosihle girl

Her: (looking at us) No… it’s not me. Nokholo did it

Ntokozo: (banging the door of the car) Shit!!!!

We all look at her as she walks to us.

Ntokozo: Nokholo did this. We need to find her before she frames everything at
me. The gun is gone and it has my fingerprints on it and it is Sihle’s.

Me: What happened?

Her: Can I explain everything to y’all later? Right now, I am still thinking of this
whole thing

I nod.

Thapelo: What’s the plan?

Nto: (looking at this shot girl with her hands on her head) I don’t know yaz…

Nosihle: let’s bury her body and go look for this bitch.

Nto: (biting her lower lip) Too risky… they will easily find her body and the fingers
will be pointing at me and you since the Dladla clan and Mokoenas saw us leaving
with her.

Tumiso: There is only one way…

Nto: Burn her body, to ashes

Thabang: But still, she will be missing to others…

Me: AHH.uh… unless we use the suicide method.

Nto: Too risky too. This woman already has a gun hole, with everything pointing
at me and Sihle. And Nosihle.

Thapelo: What we gonna do kerh?

Nto: (sigh) You gonna have to bruise me and Nosihle.

Everyone including Nosihle: What?!

Ntokozo: We gonna make it look like Samu and Nokholo hit us and tried to kill us.
And we acted on self defence.

Thabang: how?

Nto: The gun Nokholo has right now has Samu’s fingerprints, hers and mine but
more of hers because she still is holding the gun, right?

We still shocked…

Her: (sigh) We gonna frame them. Angithi masiphuma endlini everyone saw that I
was angry and so was Samu. So we going to have to make it seem like they got
angry and they attacked me and Nosihle. That camera (she says pointing at the
camera on the garage) if it is functional, it will show what happened… that Samu
is the one that had the gun first. The need to temper with it won’t be necessary
because all the points, show that Nokholo and Samu were attempting to kill us.
We just have to cut it at the part where Nosihle calls. They will be an investigation
for sure so I have an inside guy at Oagies Police station so it will seem like Nosihle
was calling the cops then you. We just have be bruised so bad so that it will look
like they wanted to kill us… the cuting of the CCTV footage will look like Nokholo
was trying to hide evidence . Nokholo has a history of having depression so we
will have to track her down and make her go crazy like bring up events that
traumatized her. It will disturb her, making her get admitted to the mental
institution and that is where I will finish her off because I know she will try doing
something to my family.

Wow… as I thought I was the biggest gangster kanti I am fooling myself.

Thabang: Ngwana, uliGangster wena…

Tumi: But now, what are we gonna do with the ceremony? Won’t it affect it?

Ntokozo: It will… we will need to postpone it for a week or so. The ancestors are
not angry about it because it was bowed to happen. They protected me from
dying but now, us slaughtering is a no go for now. To them, we are disrespecting
them but saying they are blood suckers. We need to see a healer to cleanse first
before we slaughter because Mina I currently have blood on my hands…

Me: what are we gonna say to the family?

Ntokozo: me and Nosi will have to go back home with all this bloody clothes,
making sure they see us in them so that if the investigation occurs, it will seem
like it happened kwangempela.

Nosi: But the gun has your fingerprints…

Me: it will seem like I was trying to get the gun away from Samu… self defense.

Tumi: how are we gonna track that girl kodwa?

Me: I will have to involve Ora in this…

Me: No

Tumiso: I refuse too

Ntokozo: Oratile is the only one with the skills of tracking down one in minutes…
we don’t have time people…

Me: Tumi is there, mos?

Her: (looking at me blankly) which Tumi? The one that struggled to find my
whereabouts?

Tumi: (gasp) I forgive you.

We look at each other with the brothers.

Her: it is either that or I go to jail.

Shit…

Her: Now, I need someone to fracture my left arm.

Me: is it necessary though?

Tumiso: Yeah… I mean we could just fake medical records.

Tumi: Medical records are nowadays easy to detect if they are real or not Tumiso

Me: But…

We then argue with the brothers then we hear a scream…

We look around and we see Nto and Nosihle at the trunk of my car. We rush to
them and we find Nosihle holding her nose, bleeding..
Her: Ntokozo!!!

Ntokozo: (hugging her while laughing) Askies bedo… but I didn’t even punch you
that much.

Her: (Shouting) You bitch… do you know how painful your punch is?!

Nto laughs…

Thapelo: And then?

Nosihle: I asked this bitch to punch me kancane and yena she goes full force.

Me and Tumiso: (at once) Y’all are twisted yho…

I notice Nto’s left arm is not okay…

Me: (looking at her) You ended up doing it yourself?

Her: Yebo…

I laugh as I hug her.

Me: Atleast you did it otherwise I would have regretted it.

Her: amagwala

➢ (Cowards)

Tumi: I hope I am not counted on the stats.

Thapelo: Me too

Me: Nami
➢ (Me too)

Her: Nonke…

➢ (All of you)

Them: Haa!!!!

Me: okay enough… let’s head to the house… it is getting late.

Tumi: Sihle’s car?

Me: One has to drive it…. The one with no car ride…

Nosi: I will…

Thapelo: Noo Noo no lady… you are gonna ride with me. Your nose needs
monitoring.

Tumi: Haa… three is a crowd Thapelo

Thapelo: Then minus yourself ntwana… I got a lady to attend to.

Thabang: (laughing) First, it was Karabo at the ceremony. Now it’s you. I swear
y’all are…

Tumi and Tumisho: Snakes

We all laugh… and we head off. Big brother is eyeing out. At least he got over my
wife.
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Ntokozo

Everything went as planned. Everything now points at Nokholo. Ora tracked her
down and Thapelo has started driving her crazy. Ora has been this side from last
week. The slaughtering has been postponed to the coming Saturday, giving me
and The brothers and the girls(Nosihle and Ora) time to do the cleansing.

We are currently in Matsulu in Mpumalnga. The healer brought us here to cleanse

ourselves. He is very strong, I can tell. I had to tell my mom about what happened,
after all she is my partner in crime.

We are by the waterfall there, wearing white clothes. I am wearing a white

oversize cocktail swing dress, ibhayi lamaSwati and I am barefooted. The brothers
including Tumi are wearing white sweatpants and are shirtless. Nosi and Ora are
also wearing white dresses and Headwrap. I am the only one wearing the Bhayi,
the healer’s instructions. After all, I have the gift of seeing visions.

The healer: (kneeling down next to the river) Mokoena, ngenani kuqala…

➢ (Mokoena, enter first)

They all enter with Ora… he starts the ritual. He calls out their clan names and he
starts pleading with the ancestors. He then instructs them to get out of the water
after about 5 mins.

He calls apon Tumi and Nosi. He does the same with them .

He then tells me to go in but by the side where the water is falling. I look at
Karabo then he assures me. I enter…
The healer: Makhehla noGogo… Dladla… Mgabadeli… Kweyama… Dwala…
nginilethela ingane yenu Namhla izobonga ngokusindisa impilo yakhe. Ixolise
ngesenzo sakhe…

Next thing I know, I land on my knees in the water…

Karabo

We are by the river at Masulu. We are all looking at Ntokozo who is on her knees,
in the river… water falling on her…

Me: (looking at Nosi) Andthen, asimkhipheni

➢ (Let’s take her out)

Nosi: Nah… she is having an ancestral summony. The ancestors are talking
through her.

Eyy… she has a calling kanti? I thought it was the dreams Mina.

Her: (roaring) thokoza mkhulu… ngithokoza manizile…

The healer: Thokoza

Her: Thina boDladla sithi busiseka

The healer: Thokoza khehla

Her: Ubumnyama buhlehlile

The healer: Thokoza

Her: Awuqhubeke umshado

The healer: Thokoza

Her: Ningasilibali

The healer: Thokoza muntu omdala

Her: Phephethela okuhle Kimi nokukhanya

The healer: Thokoza siyanizwa Makhehla

Her: Thokoza

Him: Siyasizwa isikhalo senu. Ngeke sinikhohlwe

Her: Thokoza

Him: Siyabonga

Her: Dladla

Him: Mgabadeli

Her: gedla elikhulu

Him: thula moya nibhekise emalwandle

Her: Thokoza.

She then let out the loudest roar ever… she is rubbing her hands together. After
some time, she stops…

The healer: Phuma Ke emanzini

➢ (Get out of the water)

She then comes out.

I know the situation is serious but damn, this woman looks Hella fine boh… that
dress is doing wonders to her hips and thighs… Nosi and Ora are wrapped in
towels.
Nosi: (handing a towel to Nto) Uyafuna?

➢ (You want?)

Nto: (serious) Nah… ngiRyt.

➢ (Nah, I’m okay)

Nosi: Okay…

The healer: (standing) Sesiqedile… ningaqhubeka ngokuhlaba

➢ (We are done. You can carry on with the slaughtering)

We all nod.

Nto: Thokoza Mamba

Healer: Thokoza Mina ngane yami.

She then leads the way to the car. She is so serious. I know her… she is just tense
and the last time she was like this, she knew Retha would pass on.

Tumi: okay… re ya KwaDladla?

➢ (Okay, we headed to the Dladlas?)

Me: Yeah… siyohlangana khona. We will then head out for lunch sonke.

➢ (Yeah… we will meet there. we will then head out for lunch together)

Thapelo: Including the girls?

Me: Yeah

Tumiso: Excluding the parents right?

Me: sho
Thabang: fede…

We then head into our cars. Nto is in Sihle’s Black GTI, Nosi is with Thapelo,
Thabang is with Tumiso and Tumi is with Ora. The healer stays needby so he said
he is okay.

Ntokozo

I get in the car and I speed off, leaving everyone behind.

I just feel too tense after that cleansing. Bab’ Mamba told me that it will happen
but it will go away after 7 days. It may also include Nose bleeding, severe
headache, my body can ache so bad and swollen feet. Sometimes, I am not even
sleep on my own. It can make me be cold towards strangers and find it hard to
laugh/receive humour.

Apparently, I have invited the ancestors for the wedding so their presence will be
heavy on me and those of the family with spiritual gifts.

Anyways, I am play khulula inhliziyo – Ntencane on my way home eWitbank. I

love umaskandi Mina guys, it just talks to me and heals me.

I have arrived at home. The securities open the gate for me and as I park, Karabo
drives in with his ManHart GTI 290, followed by Tumi with his BMW i8 then
Tumiso with his GTI r7 then Thapelo with his BMW M3. They park too and we all
get out of the cars. The house is still buzzing because the slaughtering is
tomorrow.

Nosi: Awuthi ngiyogeza

➢ (Let me go and freshen up)

Me: Okay Sthandwa Sami… ngizokulangela maduze.

➢ (Okay boo. I will follow you in a few)

Karabo then hugs me from behind and I instantly feel better. I can never get used
to his touch boh. He then kisses me.

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) uRyt?

➢ (Are you okay?)

Me: (smiling) Yeah, ngiRyt… sizokhuluma ngayo

➢ (Yeah, I’m okay. We will talk about it)

Him:Okay, MaMokwena

I smile and I ask to be excused. It is funny how I show these people so much
respect while I hate being submissive… hayi, amaDoda.
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Karabo

It is now the noon times and we have freshened up with my brothers. We are
waiting for the girls as we sit with Dladla and Sihle.

To be honest, I was very nervous but he is not that bad. He seems dangerous
though… he has that aura around him… the dark world one.

Just as we are chatting, Ora heads downstairs with Nosi. They are wearing
dresses… Ora is wearing a straight cut Yellow dress and sandals and Nosi is
wearing a flora summer dress, a red one with sandals too. They come to us and
the greet Dladla and Sihle.

Tumi: After a whole 2 hours of waiting…

Ora: (laughing) Says the man who takes 1hour 30 mins to get ready.

We all laugh…

Dladla: Nizoma kerh ngoNtokozo… ufana noMah wakhe

➢ (Y’all will wait when it comes to Ntokozo. She took after her Mom with taking
time.)

Sihle: they take decades to finish

We laugh… then she appears.

She is wearing a Black long sleeve bodycon dress that reaches her ankles but has
knee length slits on both sides and her white puffy slippers. She tied her Locs to a
messy bun. She is carrying her phone.

Her: (smiling) Sorry for the wait…

Tumiso: Yho hayi Makoti usilindisile yho… ngize sengineHigh blood pressure
because I haven’t eaten

➢ (Yho Makoti, you made us wait for too long. I even developed a high blood
pressure because of a long time hungry)

Tumi: (sigh) Oh modimo wame… do you mean Sugar Diabetes

➢ (OH MY GOD… do you mean Sugar Diabetes?)

Tumiso looks at him puzzled …

Tumiso: One and the same thing… let’s go people …

We then laugh… Nosi is even dead…

Nto: (pulling us up) Okay…. Asambeni before uMr High Blood Pressure equleka…

➢ (Okay, let’s go before Mr High Blood Pressure collapse)

Tumiso: NgiSerious njalo

➢ (I am serious)

Nto: (laughing) Yes Tumiso, you are correct. Tumi is an idiot

Tumi: Ehhh…

We then head out , laughing… hayi no.

…

We decided on going to Lakeside Mall in Benoni. We arrive here at around 13h00

and we are still at the queue at Checkers. We have like three trolleys with us.

Thapelo: Mara Nto… so much food?

Tumiso: Monna… o kae pheta

➢ (Dude, you can say that again)

Nosi: (laughing) Hehehe… y’all don’t know the Dladla clan nerh?

Nto: My family is huge in numbers guys… more are still coming.

Thabang: Kanti how many people are you expecting from your family?

Nto: (ticking off from the list) Roughly estimated to 75 lapho

Everyone’s jaws drop, including me and excluding Nto and Nosi

Ora: Hayibo… kanti nizala njani Kini?

Nto: (laughing) Well my sister, the Dladla clan has more girls…

Nosi: We get married and the clan expanding, making bonds with the other
families…

We are still puzzled.

Nto: (sigh) That means, when we get married, the family marrying us is counted
as part of us… like, we got Masuku family

Nosi: Mbele

Nto: Makhabane
Nosi: Mavimbela

Nto: Mathibela

Nosi: Khumalo, Mthethwa

Nto: Zuma, Ntuli and Mhlongos too

Tumi: Yeses

Thapelo: Y’all be getting married mos

Nto: I mean, have you seen us?

Nosi: Plus Ubukhosi bomhlanga is where our sisters and cousins got their
husbands

Thabang: So banithola nimatshitshi?

➢ (So you get married still pure?)

Me: (Smirking, looking at her) Yebo… the fresh, tight and warm ones futhi

Nto looks at me, giving me the “keep quiet” look…

Thabang: Serious?

Me: Yho mfana, they come scr….

She then throws the bag of lettuce towards me and I catch it.

Her: Thank you Karabo for the false evidence…

Me: (laughing my ass out) Or am I lying?

Her: I dare you to say anything again…

Me: (laughing) But you know I am right…

Her: We will see that in two weeks

The brothers look at me, trying hard to hide their laughs…

Me: Haa uyongicintsha?

➢ (Haa, you starving me?)

Her: I warned you…

Me: Haa MaMokwena

Her: best way to punish a man is to abstain

Me: Nto… Sthandwa Sami… yilaba not me… baby, ungayenzi kanje

➢ (Nto… My love… Its these ones, not me. Baby, don’t do this.)

Her: (blowing a kiss at me) I love you…

She winks and she heads to the till. My brothers including Tumi laugh at me so
hard. Nosi and Ora are laughing too.

Ora: (patting my shoulder) never mess with your wife.

I push the trolley and the others push the other ones too…

We on our way back. We did get something to eat at Casa Bella but we had to
rush back because it was getting dark and The Dladlas slaughter at night.

…
I am by the fire with all the men in the yard. We just slaughtered two cows and
two goats. Nto is with the Reed girls, singing and dancing inside. They are just
amazing to look at, especially Nto. I had the chance to see her dance and she
knows her thing. She is a senior there, more like a leader. We can hear them from
here… they are singing.

Nto: (singing) Yeyi, musungiyathela

Them: (backing her) Gxamalaz’ ubheke… Gxamalaz’ ubheke

It goes on and on. Nto’s voice has always been music to my ears and medicine to
my heart. This woman knows how to sing bruh!!! They all go mute as she sings a
verse. Next thing we heard is umsindo wokugida. They all go wild…

One of the girl: (cheering) MaMhlophe!!!!

Ora: (cheering) Uyishaye ‘skhonkhosini !!!!

I assume she is the one ogidayo. I so bad wanna see. Sihle reads my mind …

Him: (getting up) Asithi ukuthi Sbali

➢ (Come on brother in – law)

I get up and we walk inside the house, heading to the girls’ room.

Him: (laughing) You so bad wanna see her, nerh?

Me: (chuckling) Doda, uyangiBlame.a?

Him: (laughing) I don’t!! I know the anticipation plus yena uyayishaya into yakhe.
She is very proud of her culture.

Me: (chuckling) that one, I will not disagree on

We laugh and we entire the room and we see her standing, leading the group.
The others are seated down on the floor, including Ora. Nto is wearing a Black
short bodycon dress with long sleeves. She has her beads on and
amaKhahlakhahla. She is even has Imbhadada zakhe on. I am surprised her hair is
still tied up into a neat bun.

Her: (singing) Ubongiphatha kahle bayangisabawel abanye

Them: (backing her) Phatha kahle bayangisabawel abanye

Nosi then takes over in leading the song as Nto starts dancing. Sihle and I have our
jaws dropped.

Him: I knew she can dance but not this good….

Me: (stuttering) I… Yho… yeses.

I don’t wanna lie… I want her so bad right now. She carries on dancing then she
does that Vosho kinda thing, followed by the leg combos.

Girls: (cheering) Hawu hawu hawu … sukanini madoda.

Others are ulululating, others are praising her using her clan praises. She then
does that “Lahla umlenze” thing, driving the girls crazy.

Girls: (cheering) Ashiii!!!!

Others are now on their feet.

Nto: (firm walk while pacing up and down) Bongiphatha kahle bayangisabawel
abanye

Them: (backing her) Phatha kahle bayangisabawel abanye!!!

They then wrap the song up.

Ora: (joining Nto) Nkosi, balibulele izwe lobaba

The girls go wild

Them: (backing her) Balibulele izwe lobaba

Ora signals Nto to lead it

Nto: Yeyi, sebelibulele izwe lobaba

Them: Balibulele izwe lobaba

Ora then dances. Hayibo… my sister knew this all along?

Sihle: Hawu, Mokwena wawuthuleleni ungasho ukuthi unoSisi okhona ukuSina?

Me: Yeyi Ndoda, I am shocked as you right now…

The girls go mute as Nto sings a verse

Her: Yeyi yeyi mana kancane ngalothando

Yeyi sekuquma amaDivorce

Her and Ora: Hayi bona balibulele izwe lobaba

Girls: balibulele izwe lobaba

Ora and Nto then do a routine yokusina. The girls go wild again, twice as the last
time.

When did they get time to do such a great routine. They do it for like 4 minutes or
so then they do the “Lahla umlenze “ thing followed by the Vosho, causing the
girls to scramble around wildly. They close it off and they take a break. Nosi points
at us and Nto spots us.

She laughs at the fact that my jaw is dropped, and Ora too. Sihle and I walk in. The
girls look at us.

Silence hit the room.

Girls are drowling and have their eyes out. I mean, how would you react in seeing
two handsome hulky men with fam and wealth walk pass you? Exactly.

I walk to Nto and she laughs at me. Like I am that shocked people.

Me: Ntokozo Dladla

Her: (laughing) what? Don’t…

Me: MaMokwena

Her: (laughing even hard) Mokwena….

Me: Wow… mfazi wami.

She laughs even more. Everyone is still looking at us

Me: (pulling her for a hug) Umfazi wami ukhona ukuSina kanje and Mina angazi
ngalokhu?

Her: (smiling) kusase k’ncane lokhu mnyeni wami

Me: hawu kodwa Dwala, Mhlophe, ngaze ngabusiseka ngazitholela wena?

She giggles and I pull her in for a kiss. People then start cheering.

Ora: (shouting) Awww, get a room Nina malove Birds.

Thando: (to Ora) Or we could get ours…

Ora play punches him in the stomach and everyone laugh. I even forgot about
these people but if I could kiss her again in front of people, I would, a million
times. I want everyone to know that she is mine, alone and I am hers too. I hate
chancers too, that is why. She pulls away and we walk out of the room while the
girls carry on.

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Ntokozo

Everything has been covered. I am wearing isiphandla by the way, reason, I don’t
know. I am as puzzled as you are because I know I wasn’t supposed to have it on
mara sizothini?

Anyways, I left with the brothers for Botswana first. We stayed at the Royal Palace
for a week and we headed back to Jozi. I was told to not have intimacy with
Karabo until the wedding day, which is in two weeks.

I know right? Who the hell plans a DAMN royal wedding, two of them in TWO
WEEKS?!!! But the King has spoken and I can’t oppose it. So today I am going to
the Wedding Boutique at Sandton for the dress fitting.

I am going with Lina and Lungile. I didn’t wanna go with my mom because I want
my dress to be a surprise to everyone. Nosi is also targing along. I am currently
wearing a Nude short bodycon dress that reveals my thighs, white waist length
fleece cotton jacket, nude and white ankle length Air Jordans and I tied my
combed my kinky afro to a messy afro bun. I accommodated the look with a nude
watch, a gold necklace, a white clutch bag and a white hair band.

As I head out of the apartment…

Income call: Lina

~CONVO~

Me: I am on my way…

Her: That is what you said an hour ago Nto…

Me: Traffic jam ntwana

Her: Okay, you will find me with Lungi and Nosi at Christian Dior then?

Me: No problem.

~END OF CALL~

WELL, Nosi met them when we were at Witbank during the slaughtering
ceremony. Of course my bitches came through for me as always. Anyways, let me
head out….

I am with the girls now. We are at Christian Dior at Sandton…

Lina: Uze ngani?

Me: One of Karabo’s cars…

Nosi: GTI?

Me: Manhart 290?

Lina and lungi have their jaws dropped… wow…

Lungi: Bitch, we going for a spin…

Me: (laughing) Of Course…

We enter at the boutique and we are met by a worker there…

Lady: (smiling) Good day ladies, Thabi at your service… how can I help you?
Me: (Smiling at her) Hey Thabi… I am looking for a wedding dress yazi

Thabi: (colgate smile) Please come this side ma’am. Ladies, you may take seats
there…

The girls: Okay, thanks babes…

She leads me to a sort of desk nton nton. I take a seat and she does too.

Her: Okay, ma’am. I am going to do a survey on what you want your dress to be
like…

Me: (smiling) Oh okay… long sleeve, maxi and ball room type.

Her: Colour?

Me: White will do

Her: Glamorous or…

Me: Simple but all eyes on me.

Her: (smiling) Budget?

Me: Budget is not a problem

Her: (smiling) I think I have a few in mind… please follow me.

I follow her and she takes me to a huge room full of dresses, all colours. She then
takes out one and tells me to try it on. I do and I head to the girls. They all look at
me as I look at myself in the mirror. They are so jam stuck…

Lina: Babes, you look great…

Nosi: MNTA KAMa

I look at myself again. I don’t see what they are saying.

Thabi: this is Viniodress Beaded… it is on of our limited editions la ekhaya…

Lungi: This doesn’t seem like you Nto… Yes, it is great but it is not giving Ntokozo.
Even your wardrobe beats this big time

Me: I agree with you. This is not what I want

Thabi: Okay, let’s try another one

We head back and she gives me the dress.

I wear it and she makes my hair more messy but in a glam way and she puts those
white hair pins with flowers.

I head out and this time, they all get on their feet. I also love it hey? Nosi and Lina
are emotional freaks so they are in tears. Lungi is looking at me with satisfication.
I get on the stand next to the mirror and I look at myself. Is this me? fuck no?!!!
Damn, I look breath-taking. Tears then sting my eyes.

Thabi: Well, this is the Royal Blue Viniodress, Vintage in style, long sleeve Beaded.
It has an open back with a fully tiered skirt bottom. Beads used are ivory beads. It
is an off – shoulder. Incases of uncomfortability with the open back, you can zip it
up with the zip. I know you said white but when you told me your theme would
be Royal Blue, I thought this one will be great on you. Price is R65 071.

Me: (wiping my tears away) I will take it Thabi. I love it and thank you so much
Sisi…

Her: (overly joyed) let me fix up the paper work.

She then leaves. The girls rush to me and they hug my tight as they breakdown.
They pull away. I wanted to be the only one wearing White since the theme was
set to be Royal blue but this dress just changed my mind.
Nosi: (still crying) I know I have been here but it feels like I am re - living it through
you. I’m proud of you MaMhlophe.

Me: (bowing respectfully) MaMasuku

Lina: (crying) I am so proud of you Nto…

Lungi: (crying) I still can’t believe the trio’s “I don’t need a man in my life” is now
on her way to getting married

We all laugh and I turn to the mirror again

Me: (holding back my tears) Yeah nerh, I still can’t believe it too. I guess the old
lady knew…

Nosi: She always knows.

We all look at each other then we burst into laughter. I take off the dress and I
paid, using Karabo’s card of course. He demanded that I use it. It was a very
heated argument but he smooth talked me into this one with his Mokoena-Khoza
charm…

Anyways, we are now at Louis Vuitton. The girls are looking for their shoes too as
my bridesmaids. My maid of honor is Nosi, of course, but if bekuya ngami, Ora
would have taken the position manje she just had to be part of the Mokoena
Clan.

I am by the Christian Louboutin section and I spot the perfect heel. It is a white
minimalist point toe court pump high heel. The girls got their shoes and I pay.

We head to Spur for a lunch nyana… we order and the waiter brought the
refreshments… Lina and Lungile ordered champayne, Nosi ordered White wine
and I ordered Sweet Rose Red Wine.

Lina: So how are things with Mokoena?

Me: They are great… yes, obstacles are there but they not that bad.

Lina: Okay…

Lungi: Have you done the… you know

Lina and Nosi laughed

Me: (smiling shyly) Y…yes

They get all excited. This people are just weird.

Lina: (clapping her hands like a toddler) Baby had her first ziki ziki hay hay

Me: (laughing) Ssshhh

Nosi: (Laughing) How was it?

Me: (looking away shyly) I ain’t gonna discuss my man’s dick with y’all

Lungi: Oh please… tell us

Me: (sipping my wine) Just know that on that night, my morals and values left me

Lungi: Was it passionate?

Lina: Or was it rough?

Me: (laughing awkwardly WHILE RUBBING MY FOREHEAD) Both

Lina: what?!

Lungi: Bitch, you lying?!

Nosi: Get out out here!?

I nod while laughing…

Lina: You serious?

Me: Yeah…

Lungi: Damnit, didn’t you get a tear?!

Me: I did babes… Mr Mokoena got carried away and he thrust me…

Lina: Bitch, how big is he kanti?

Me: (sipping my wine while singing) I want a big boy

Give me a big boy!!

They get puzzled at first then they realize what I meant. Then their eyes widen…

Nosi: No ways…

Me: Yes way… now I will not further discuss my man’s dick with y’all. I shall not
provide anymore evidence to a non-existing courtcase. Client – Lawyer
confidentiality

Lungi: Konje Adv. Mokoena

Me: (laughing) Nailed it!!!

We then laugh…

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Ntokozo

It is 1am in the wee hours. I am disturbed by a phone call. I answer the call
without looking at it.

~CONVO~

Me: MaMhlophe, hello?

Him: (deep voice) Don’t you mean MaMokwena?

Me: Haiii… I forgot.

Him: (commanding voice) Vula umnyango Mama…

➢ (Open the door Mama)

~END OF CALL~

Mara guys, uKarabo uyangihlupha yaz. I get out of bed, get my white silk robe and
my sleeping puffies and I shuffle to the door. I unlock the door and here he is,
wearing all black and a black cap, creating a shadow on his eyes. He has his hands
on his pockets, one of his habits. He is standing still, looking at me.

Me: Karabo, kuyabanda… ufaka amakhaza

He smiles and he enters. I close the door and as I turn around, I bump into his firm
chest. I look up at him and here he is, his pink lips, light skin, looking down at me.
He is now cornering me with both his hands on each side of me. I then take off his
cap and his curls… they look so fresh, you wouldn’t even say he was wearing a
cap.
Me: ubuya kuphi?

➢ (Where are you from?)

Him: Uyazi Mama

➢ (You know, Mama)

As I assumed….

He was with his brothers, doing their second job. When he is from this job of his, I
don’t dare go in bed with him because he will thrust the hell out of me so I always
come up with excuses. The temptations are too much to resist but I try hard not
to fall for them.

Him: (very deep voice) I want you MaMokoena… I wanna be in you.

See what I mean? This is so hard for me to resist…

Me: (low voice) Karabo, you know we have to abstain.

Him: (getting close to me) Are you sure?

Words fall me. I feel like my lust for him is failing me… he then perks my lips then
lets go again…

Him: (deep voice) Uhmm… (perk again) I asked a question Mama? (perk) are you
sure? (perk)

Me: Karabo, you can’t do this to me… not kanje.

Him: (looking through my eyes) Mama, ngibuke…

➢ (Mama, look at me)

No guys… haa, this man. I look at him…

Him: (looking at my eyes) Mama

Me: Karabo

Him: (stroking my chin) Ngizifuna phakathi kwakho.

➢ (I want to be in you)

Me: (breathing heavily) Mokoena… that is impossible…

Him: (very deep voice) Are you sure?

Before I could say futher, he lifts me up and he puts me on the countertop and he
kisses me. I guess he won this time.

Karabo

I just got back from the heist and I am with Ntokozo. I want her so bad. I have
never wanted her so much.

As I kiss her, she is undressing me. I then lead her to the bedroom. I lay her on the
bed without breaking the kiss. I attempt to slide my hand in her panties but she
turns me over, sitting ontop of me. She then breaks the kiss. She is taking off her
robe then she kisses me. I attempt to hold her waist but she holds my hands
down on the bed.

Her: (whispering between our kiss) Relax Ruthless, my turn to be in charge.

She kisses my lips then she bites my neck gently. She is leaving hickeys on my
neck then she takes off my T-Shirt and she kisses my chest, going down to me.
She takes out my manhood and she takes rubbing it up and down then she twirls
her tongue on the tip… Damnit!!!! The pleasure…

Me: (groaning) Ohh shiitt… fuck…

The warmth of her wet mouth gets me twisted.I look at her juicy lips as they go
up and down my dick. I put my hands behind my head laying on the pillows.
Damnit, this girl is good… she picks up her pace…

Me: (groaning deeper) Shittt…

She then goes deep throat as I put my hand behind her head. She goes even
deeper.

Me: (groaning) Fuck!!!

She goes deeper than before and shots hit. She then kisses me again. I kiss her
with lust and craving. I then hold her butt checks, brushing and grabing them. Her
breathing has changed. I flip her over and I kiss her. I run my hands in her panties
and I rub her cookie. I grasp abit with lust controlling me

Me: FUCK…

I insert my fingers in her. I go straight to fast fingering.

Her: (screaming while biting her lip) Uhmm, Fuck!!!! Ahh, Karabo!!!
I carry on, faster. I can feel her pilling up but I go more faster. I want to see her
suffer with the leg shaking orgasm. Speaking of it, here it comes.

Her: (screaming) uhmmmmm!!!!!

I then pull out as she shakes uncontrollable. I then bite her neck, leaving hickeys
on top of hickeys. She is still having the shaking orgasm.

Her: (screaming very loudly) Uhmmm, fuck!!!!!

She stops and I then kiss her breasts. I leave hickeys on them, big ones. Then I
enter her. She is always warm and tight, I wonder how.

Her: (moaning) Mhmmm

Today, I feel like releasing so much.

Ntokozo

Me: (screaming) Karabo wait!!!!

Karabo is thrusting me like it is his last time. He has me on my side, leg up. He is
going to tear me up again, no doubt.

Me: (screaming) Karabo whoa!!! Haaa!!! I can’t!!! wait!!!!

He then goes deeper, causing me to scream even louder. He is looking at me. I
told y’all…

He then picks me up and he pushes me towards the wall, leg up and he fucks me
hard again. I can’t breathe kahle…. Haii… it is… tooo much… but I also don’t want
it to stop. He then hits the deep spot.

Me: (screaming) Ahhhh!!!!!!!!

He keeps on groaning with his deep voice. I no longer feel my legs. He then pulls
me by my hair on to the back, doggy style. He slides in and he thrusts me…

Me: (screaming) Shit!!! Wait!!!

He thrusts deeper, harder and fast. The sound of my ass claping on him is
powerful. He flips me again, putting me on missionary. He thrust me again. I feel
so bloated. This time he is going deeper and harder but not faster. He is looking
straight into my eyes. I try keeping up but his strokes betray me…

Me: (shaking uncontrollable) Mmmmmmmh!!!!

He then hits the spot again and he doesn’t move. He stay inside of me as I shake…

Me: (bitting my lip very hard) Uhmmm!!!!!

After minutes, I stop shaking. He hasn’t pulled out. I feel electrified. I open my
eyes and he is looking at me with a smirk. This man…

Him: (smirking) hey

Me: Really, why are you still in me, Mr Mokoena?

Him: I enjoy being in you

Me: I am not on the pill njalo

Him: So?

Me: chances of me getting pregnant are high Mokoena

Him: What’s wrong with you being pregnant?

I look at him speechless. I try moving him away from me but he overpowers me
and attacks my weakness… neck grabbing

Him: (deep seductive voice) Mama, you bowed to be pregnant one day. So what’s
the difference? Huh?

Me: (speechless) I…uhm… Uhm…

Him: (biting his lower lip) I wouldn’t mind having a mini you, mama

Damnit… this man is good, so good.

Me: but please pull out until after the wedding

He flips me over to sit on him, while covering me with the duvet. I lay on him as
he smuggles me in his arms.

Him: (kissing the top of my head) I will do no such thing.

Me: but Kara…

Him: It is not up for debate.

Me: (sigh) Uhm…

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa Nhliziyo?

Me: Uthandwa yimina Mokoena

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Ntokozo

I am seated in the living room with Karabo. He is watching the TV while massaging
my feet and I am busy on my phone. I am texting my mom about the catering
thingy and she said she will handle it.

Income call: Ora

~convo~

Her: Mei Skati, ojwang?

➢ (Sweety, how are you?)

Karabo looks at me while taking a sip of his Heineken

Me: Hey Skati, ke Ryt wena ojwang?

➢ (Hey love, I’m okay and you?)

Her: Ke grend… sheba, everything is set as you wanted. I just want to confirm if I
should add a carpet that leads to the altar or not.)

➢ (I’m good… Look, everything is set as you wanted. I just want to confirm if I
should add a carpet that leads to the altar or not.)

Me: Yeah…

Her: Royal blue?

Me: No… a lot of things are in Royal Blue. Let’s make it white.

Her: Uhm… I like it.

Me: the chairs should be

Her: Acrylic crystal clear ghost chairs.

Me: Tables should be

Her: Acrylic clear tables covered with Royal blue flower patterned tablecloths,
Navy blue napkins, dark galaxy theme in venue, lighting provided on that day will
be candles, floating in water filled cylinder glasses, silver ornaments on the tables,
powder blue Modern high ceiling crystal chandeliers between the diagonal placed
tables… Woman, I got it all covered

Me: (laughing) I guess I have been siging that a lot.

Her: (laughing) Yooh, kunini? Don’t worry, I have everything under control… trust
me

Me: Okay my love…

Her: on Monday we will be having cake tasting okay?

Me: (chuckling) I want ice cream cake…

Karabo turns to me, very quick. He is luck his neck didn’t crack. He sits up while
giving me the “WHAT?!”

Whooo hle, I so wonder what ice cream ever did to him ‘cause wow, this man
doesn’t love ice cream. Ohh scratch that, he hates ice cream to the core!!!

But let’s pull his leg abit…

Ora: Serious?

Me: Yes… I want the Cookies and cream ice cream cake with layers of tinroof ice
cream, vanillia, frech vanillia…
Karabo is busy pulling me, trying to stop me.

Me: And Oreo Flavoured one

Karabo gags…

Ora: You wanna kill Karabo?

Me: He is gonna be strong… it is either he eats the cake or he can forget getting
some from me…

Ora laughs and Karabo tambles on me…

Oratile

I am on a call with Nto and there is chaos there.

#ON THE CALL#

As I listen to them, Nto is screaming…

Her: (scream laughing) Karabo ah.a… my phone!!!

Karabo: No ways in hell that I am eating ice cream Mama!!! If it means I have to
tickle you till you change your mind, I will

Nto: (laughing uncontrollable) Karabo!!!! Ahhh!!! The phone!!!

Me: HELLO, I AM STILL ON THE CALL!!!

Nto: (laughing uncontrollable) HAYI!!! OKAY…OKAY… OKAY… I WAS KIDDING!!!

BENGIDLALA!

Karabo: Bet?
Nto: (laughing) I bet on our marriage.

Him: (chuckling) Ohh okay.. take

They fidget abit…

Nto: (still laughing) Sorry about that Skado…

Me: (laughing) Love nerh…

Her: (LAUGHING) Love, No. Your brother, totally a yes.

Karabo: (at the background) Ngizokuphinda Mama

➢ (Want me to do it again, mama?)

Her: (laughing) Ngizokuluma this time.

➢ (This time I will bite you)

Karabo then laughs and I laugh too…

Me: Hayi… let me head inside kerh… we will talk skado

Her: Okay Mei skati

~END OF CALL~

LOVER BIRDS…

I head inside the venue. It has a dark interior, black to be specific. It is so huge. I
think it could fit over 3 000 guests, 800 tables and the 8 high ceiling chandeliers
and 3 000 chairs and still have a platform for the Dladlas, the Mokwenas, close
friends and the bridal groom platform. As I enter, I am met by a man in his late
20s.
Him: (smiling) Good day ma’am. Welcome to Royal Gala, Leon at your service.

Reminds me of Karabo’s nickname… funny, hey?

Me: (smiling) Hi Leon, Oratile here. I actually called earlier on regarding the Royal
wedding

Him: the one scheduled for next Saturday?

Me: Yes… I was told to come down here by Biancia for venue checking and
discussions too.

Him: (nodding) Okay, ma’am…

Me: Oratile

Him: Oratile, let me give you the tour.

He takes me on a tour around. This place is stunning. It matches Nto’s chose on its
own. The garden, or should I say the Villa at the back is quite huge and perfect for
picture taking, the pool for the night after party, after the groom and bride
leaves…. Bluubluuubluuu…

Leon: (Stoping) This here could be the picture taking area, there…

He says pointing at a beautiful bright garden that is big too, fenced and has white
stairs.

Him: That could be the altar. It is not too big but it is enough to cater for 700
people and less.

Me: Okay… enough for family, close friends and all the royal kingdoms…

Leon: (looking at me curious) Royal kingdoms?

Me: (laughing) Ohh, it is a Royal wedding. The future king of Botswana is getting
married.

He goes mute and shocked…

Him: (stuttering) Whoa… I thought you were joking.

Me: (laughing) Nope… the Reception will be inside but the bride and groom have
their own idea for it.

Him: Okay, go on…

Me: The theme is strictly Royal Blue and a touch of white.

Him: (impressed) Rare request but impressive. Go on…

Me: She wants like an Alaska winter theme with a bit of summer. The tables and
chairs will be diagonally placed.

We walk back in the venue and we are by the door.

Me: From the door to that platform will be a white carpet. Tables on my left will
be diagonally tilted from the forward right to the downwards left and the ones on
the right will go from the forward left to the downwards right.

Leon: Okay…

Me: in between the the last two tables next to the door, let’s name them Table
799 and 800, will be Blue high ceiling acrylic chandeliers… then the next will be
positioned between table 775 and 776…. The third ones in between the 750 and
751 ones… all the way to table 200. From there, the pattern of tables change,
forming a sort of hemisphere shape…

Him: (nodding) Okay…

Me: then table 101 will be the end of the hemisphere shape. From there onwards
til table 1 and 2, the tables will be placed on the sides, leaving the middle empty.

Him: I assume the empty space will be the dance stage?

Me: Yes… then the bridal platform will be there ontop.

I say pointing at the far end of the Gala room, where the steps are.

Him: (nodding) Then the tables?

Me: The tables are Acrylic clear tables and the chairs too. Table 800 to 200 will be
plain Royal blue table cloth, From Table 200 to 1 will be Royal Blue Tablecloths
with flower patterns, rose 3D patterns.

Him: The chairs will be covered too?

Me: No, they won’t be because they have a white siting cushion on them.

Him: Okay… napkins nyana?

Me: (laughing) Definetely… Navy blue napkins… and silver roll up chinese
ornaments. And ohh the lighting will be Candles in water filled glasses…

Him: Uhmm… I can already see the picture.

Me: the menus will be Sky Blue and white. They will also be those wedding gift
boxes on the tables.

Him: White and Silver wedding gift boxes will be a very great combo

Me: I like that. The dark interior is perfect too.

Him: So Table 800 to 201 are normal guest?

Me: Yes

Him: then Table 200 to 101, are Royal kingdoms?

Me: Yes

Him: Then the remain are the family and close friends?

Me: Yes… 50 on the left and 50 on the right

Him: Okay… I get it now. So the cake… how big is it?

Me: (laughing nervously) 6

Him: Ohh, 6 layers… it can fit…

Me: 6 cakes…

Him: (eyes out) Yerrr…

Me: Everyone is gonna be served phela. One is gonna have 5 layers, two will have
4 layers, two will have 3 layers and one will be a small on for décor.

He looks at me stunt. Hey, 3 000 guests are many guys and we wanna cater for
everyone. We don’t wanna be trending for being a stingy family.

Him: Okay…

Me: You need to make sure that the white carpet area is always clear, okay? And
food will be served to people so book enough staff, we will pay. The security will
be strengthened by the Mokoena for that day…

Him: The bridal platform?

Me: Don’t worry about it, It is a surprise for everyone.

Him: The budget?

Me: I will transfer it in the evening… please make it, happen Leon. I am putting my
trust in you, don’t disappoint me. I will pop up on Thursday and Friday night to
check on everything

Him: okay then…

I then leave… I still have a lot to do. Thank god Karabo was kind enough to give
me days off ‘cause the pressure… hayi ngeke… Let me go and finalize a few things
with the stylist and the Suits…

Hi, I am Oratile Mokoena, a 23 year old young lady. I leave in Centurion alone and
I am a Journalist student. I am the last born of the Mokoenas by the way. Join me
in the journey of my complex life.

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Karabo

It has been three days since we came back from Royal Tlhabeng and things have
been greater than ever. Yes, I hardly see Nto these days but I don’t blame her.
Planning two royal weddings in a period of two weeks is very stressing. Well, my
company has been doing perfect with Tumi securing the deals with our Forgein
clients from UK, Washington DC, Paris and Chille. I am only left with one bag that
can bring in Billions into the company, Preshnee. He is tough one to please but I
know it will work out well. Just as I am thinking, a knock on the office door…

(Knock)

Me: Come in

She then enters, wearing a White and Black long sleeve Maxi Cocktail dress that is
high and low and goes below her knees with White Mokoena-Khoza ankle length
sneakers and she tied her Locs into a neat bun and decorated it. She has this big
smile when entering. I can’t help but smile too… her smile is a disease bafethu.

Her: (walking to me) Mokoena

She then kisses me and she sits on my lap.

Me: Mama, unjani?

➢ (How are you mama?)

Her: (smiling) I’m okay… wena unjani Sthandwa sam?

Me: Ngiyaphila mama… what brings you here?

Her: (smiling) I wanted to see you since I hardly ever see you these days.

Me: I understand Sthandwa Sami… forgive me for the pressure the family put on
you.

Her: Hey, there pressure, I love it… it is gonna help me so much… I mean, I will be
writing my finals with a ring on my finger and a title

Me: Ring… that means nothing. If bekuya ngami, ngabe ngikhipha inhliziyo yami
ngiyibophela kuwe.

➢ (Ring, that means nothing. If it were up to me, I would have taken out my
heart and tie it around you’re your finger)

She smiles shyly…

Me: Ngiyakuthanda MaMhlophe…. Kakhulu futhi

Her: Uthandwa yimina Khoza.

I then pull her in for a kiss. And I pull out.

Her: How is the company going?

Me: It is doing perfect but I really wanna secure a bag with this client Yana

Her: Preshnee?

Me: (chuckling) Yeah.

Her: speaking of him… after you pitched your idea to me last night, I came to
realize something.

Me: Go on…
She stands and walks to the other side of the table.

Her: Baby, Preshnee is looking for an idea that will bring him more money and
success. Have you thought of the Xulu X File?

Me: What is that?

Her: (smiling) Allow me to put you in a business lecture.

Her: Xulu X file is a file that comes with CICA.

Me: Charity, Investments, Clearance Advantage?

Her: Yes. Let’s not forget that Mr Preshnee has a bad reputation of fraud, money
laundarying and more. Your pitch had everything excluding Clearance and Charity

Me: How so?

Her: If y’all could take a portion on the money invested by Preshnee and donated
to schools and disadvantaged people of the communities in the Botswana,
Lesotho, Swaziland and South Africa, it will be seen as Mr Preshnee, being a good
person. Hit two birds with one stone.

Me: Clearance and charity.

Her: (smiling) Exactly… and ohh, your mining investments.

Me: What’s wrong with them?

Her: Baby, you can’t invest in gold and diamond alone. that is too risky, hence
they are high in demand with a ton on market. Have you tried Platinum?

Me: Platinum is not that easy to supply.

Her: Says who?

She takes out a phone and she shows me a Business Article.

“Is Platinum reliable?”

Her: (reading) Platinum is the most looked down and underestimated natural
resource. People think it is hard to supply, but little do they know of the heaven it
gives in a once of purchase. Platinum is a mineral worth million in only 500g.
When it is paid off, it brings in more income worth 10 purchases of gold. Platinum
is high in demand with a very little market…

Me:

Her: (turning to me) When they say it is low in demand, that is a lie. It is a strategy
they use because when the market is low,

Me: The higher the demand

Her: Nailed it. So my point is, try it too. It will be worth it.

Yeses, I really am blessed.

Her: (sitting on my lap) Take it into consideration Mokoena.

Me: (looking at her while holding her waist) I don’t need to consider it, I see it.
Ngiyabonga Mkami

She smiles as I pull her in for a kiss.

Her: (smirk) You can thank me properly later.

Me: (chuckling) I knew you are an addict

Her: (laughing) Oh wow…

Her phone then rings… she puts it on speaker…

~CONVO~

Her: Mama

MaDladla: Vezi lami elincane… unjani

Her: Ngiyaphila wena unjani MaDladla?

MaDladla: Ngiyaphila… Nunu, cartering is covered. Bathi they will arrive on Friday.
I am calling regarding the guests… aboMama beSonto…

Nto: Don’t worry Ma… it is covered. They can come, I don’t mind. They should
expect invitations before the end of today…. The invitation will have their seat
number that will be needed on Saturday and Sunday, okay?

MaDladla: Okay ngane yami.

Nto: Ma, did you and Dad get your outfits?

MaDladla: We did ngane yami… your dad has been drowling over his outfit…
Siyabonga

Nto: (laughing) okay mama… we will talk kerh…. Bye

MaDladla: okay ngane yam….

~END OF CALL~

She then looks at me. Like people, this lady on top of my lap is gonna be my wife…
I can’t believe it, hey? Flash backs on our first time meeting at Sportscene, when
she threw me out of the commune, the ice cream date, her first kiss which I didn’t
know about…. Everything is coming back and it is making me love her even more.
Bluuubluuuubluuu

Her: Karabo

Me: Mhm?
Her: You and your brothers should tell Ora when you are free…

Me: Ohh okay… I will consult with the clan kerh…

Her: perfect… (kissing me) Sthandwa Sami, I have to leave and love you… got a
few things to finalize.

Me: haaa… so soon?

Her: (laughing) I told you… I was checking on you, not staying.

Me: (chuckling) Wow… I’m coming over tonight

Her: there is no way that is gonna happen… we abstaining and you and I know
that when you there, that is broken…

Me: Do you blame me though?

Her: (laughing) Don’t come…. Plus Ora is having a sleepover so don’t…

Me: (laughing) hayi so you were tricking me all along?

Her: (leaving) bye Sthandwa Sami

Me: hey, you looking beautiful Mama

Her: (blowing a kiss) Thank you Mr Mokoena…. You look dashing too in those
Graphic Chino pants… love them. Not sure of the t-shirt

Me: (holding my chest dramatically) Ouch

Her: (laughing) that is why I am gonna be yours… colour coordinates be my

specialty.

She then leaves with her, doing her perfect walk. I so love this woman.

The door then swings open. It’s Tumi

Him: Hey, I just bumped into Makoti… Wait, what the fuck are you wearing?
Okay, WTF kanti? I am jamstuck

Him: Black and white graphic Chino tailored pants and a Dark grey T-shirt? What
the hell were you thinking bruh?

Me: I…uhm…

Him: Colour coordinates Karabo… Colour coordinates bruh…

Me: Eish

Him: I swear, this wedding has to pass soon so that Ntokozo can leave with you
permanent… I know she will bring change with the dresscode.

He says that leaving. I know y’all might be thinking he is over exagarating but
Tumi has this kinky on fashion. He loves clothes so much and “respects them”. He
hates being Clothe teased.

Me: (shouting) Ehh Joe… what did you come here for kanti?

Him: (leaving) Nxa, I no longer want to talk to you… you can’t be wearing such
kak… nah, man.

Me: there goes a man’s ego…

He closes the door behind him. It’s not that bad hle.

….

Ntokozo

It is around the evening hours and I am by NorthCliff hill. I am seated on top of

the bonnet. Well, I took Karabo’s car and he offered to give it to me since he
bought a new one. It is nothing much, just a black ManHart GTI 290 with black
shiny rams… kinda dropped.It is manly but I really needed the car.

Anyways, as I take a bite of my McFlurry, everything sinks in. I am marrying a

man, that doesn’t trust me with his secrets. One of them being the baby one. It
still bothers me, a lot. Like why can’t he tell me that he lost a child? Doesn’t he
trust me? What am I doing wrong? Or am I not worth the truth? Hayi, I just don’t
know. I wonder how would he feel if he finds out that Oratile has been training
me with protecting myself. She started training me two months back… after that
huge fight I had with Karabo. I now have gun skills and more that I won’t mention.
Let’s hope he will come clean soon or I won’t take it well at all…

My mind switch to something else. The night I was with him, on this very same
spot. Past 11 months since I met him flashback. From the Sportscene thingy, to
the internet attack, the Ice cream dates, the smiles, fights, tears, killings… just like
that, I am crying. I can’t believe it. In my 21 years of living, I have never shedded
tears like I did in the past 11 months. I have never been this brave, I have never
been this happier, I have never been this heartbroken and I have never been so in
love before like in the past 11 months. 11 months ago, I was just a commoner,
look at me now. I am about to marry a Millionaire on the road to becoming a
Billionaire, who is also a prince of a country, has a very successful brand, a
millionaire company, various businesses too, and there is me…. A last year law
student with nothing in her name, soon to be a Queen of a country… funny hey? I
already have a plan for my future, which I am about to start after I get my final
and last results that determines my future in law.

Yes, I have been saving up but it is just a lousy R350 000… not enough to start my
own law firm. I think I need to get an internship very fast…. I need experience,
money and the degree. Bluuubluuuubluuu

IncomeCall: Mokoena
~CONVO~

Me: Sthandwa Sami

Him: (serious tone) Ukuphi?

➢ (Where are you?)

Me: NorthCliff hill, why?

Him: Nto, go to my house now. Don’t make any stops until you in my yard, okay?

Me: Karabo…

Him: Ntokozo, do as I say. You going to go in that car and drive to my house,
straight to my house, not your apartment. Siyazwana?

➢ (Are we clear?)

Me:

Him: Are we clear?

Me: okay Mokoena

~END OF CALL~

He hung up on me? Wow… let me drive to his house.

I am now at Karabo’s house. The guards just let me in. I park and head inside.
When I open the door, I find Oratile, Lina, Lungile and Nosi seated by the kitchen
aisle. I head to them.

Me: Sanibonani

Them: Hey/ Mei Skati/ Lovey/ Sthandwa

Me: And then?

Ora: we were fetched by the clan and brought here.

Lungile: I was also shocked when Tumiso fetched me.

Shit…. That means Karabo went to my apartment and didn’t get me there and I
said I will be there… shit.

Me: Did they say anything?

Nosi: they said we should not go out until they come back and they tighted
security in here.

I know it involves their wrong dealings but I won’t raise it because the girls don’t
know…. Only Ora and I know this.

Nosi doesn’t know… she thinks they just helped us out that day at Bush kphela.
Lina is too quiet for the person she is. I turn to her…

Me: wena, why uthulile?

➢ (Why are you so quiet?)

Her: (smiling) I’m just tired babes…

Me: Mmh. Okay

As if that is convincing.

Hayi, she will talk when she is ready. I am really thirsty hey? I head in the kitchen,
fill the jar with water and I gulp it down but bit – by – bit until I am finished.

I am not in the mood to assure these women that everything is okay but I have to.

Me: Ladies, I think you need rest…. Go sleep, everything will be alright.
Nosi: I am not tired.

Me: Look at your red lazy eyes boo. Y’all have been up for far too long. Go have a
rest, I will check on the Clan. If anything comes up, I will tell y’all.

They hesitate but I stand my ground and they give in. They head upstairs bonke
and I am left alone in the kitchen.

I sit on the high kitchen chair with my hands on my face. This is too much on me. I
already have problems of my own and now this? My wedding yona?

Hayi… I head to the wine cellar and I pull out one bottle of red wine…. Dry red
wine and one champagne glass. I pour myself and I gulp on it. In a matter of
minutes, the bottle is almost empty. I check the time and it is 00h39. Why am I
not reacting to this red wine? I check it… wow, Non-alcoholic. How didn’t I see
this one?

I head back to the wine cellar and I take the real red wine and I drink it. As I take
my second glass, I hear cars pulling over.

They then enter, Tumiso leading the way, followed by Tumi, Karabo and the rest.
They all look at me. I take a sip of my red wine while look at them. I can’t read
Karabo’s expression.

Them: Makoti/Ngwana/MaMhlophe/Owethu

I just look at them…

Me: Sanibona.

Tumiso looks around

Me: She is upstairs, sleeping

Tumiso: (smiling) Thank you Makoti

I just smile.

Karabo looks at me then the stairs.

I gulp on my remaining wine, put my hands in the pockets of the dress and I head
upstairs as he follows. I get to the bedroom and I enter. He enters and locks the
door as I sit on the bed. He leans on the mirror table, hands in his pockets and
ankles crossed. He is looking at me.

Silence….

Him: Mama

I can tell he is trying to be calm

Me: Can we not talk about it? Please

He looks at me shocked.

Me: I don’t wanna heard it until tomorrow morning… I am too exhausted.

He gives me the one eyebrow up look. I stand and head to the bathroom and take
a shower. I am honestly not in the mood of fighting him, not today.

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Ntokozo

I am woken up by the sun, kissing my face. I open my eyes and I scan the room. I
am still in his house. Argh!!!

Why am I so moody? I then spot him seated on the couch in the room, looking at
me. I sit up and look at him.

Silence again…

Me: Morning

Him: Morning MaMhlophe… ulale njani?

Me: the bed felt empty so I don’t actually know….

Him: forgive me for that Mama…

Silence

Him: I got something to tell you Nto… promise to stay calm.

Me: (hesitant) O-Kay.

He stands and heads to me. I take my legs out of the bed and I sit up straight
while he kneels in between my legs. He has this fear in his eyes… I have never
seen him this fearful.

Him: Mama, I… I… I had a child before.

Ohh that is what he wants to tell me?

Him: I lost her after her mom gave birth to her. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t
know how you were gonna take it. I have been trying to heal from that incident… I
am sorry I didn’t tell you soon …

Me: (holding his face) Sthandwa Sami, I knew about this long ago. I didn’t wanna
say it because I t wasn’t my place to and not my story to tell. I actually didn’t like
the idea of you hiding such from me…

He looks down.

Me: (making him look at me) But I am honoured by what you just did. I appreciate
your honesty Sthandwa Sami.

Him: I feel like I could have done more to save her…

Me: Hey, don’t do that to yourself. It was out of your hands Sthandwa Sami. You
couldn’t do anything because there was nothing to be done to save her. You have
to set your heart free because uvimbela ingane izinto phambili. She will always be
with you, yes, but Musa ukuyenza izinto zibendzima for ingane Karabo… You need
to set her free Karabo… that’s all she is asking for Sthandwa Sami. She is happy
where she is but a portion of her is sad that you always sad Babakhe. Khulula
ingane Khoza…

He looks at me with tears. I get off the bed and I kneel next to him and pull him in
for a hug, a tight one. He is crying, so hard. I can tell this was hard and heavy on
him. I can’t help but cry too but I am holding back my snobs. As I am hugging him,
I am praying inside of me. The load he is feeling, it is too much for me but I am
willing to help him.

He then pulls away… I wipe my tears before he sees me.

Me: (holding his face) It is okay Karabo… kuzolunga Sthandwa Sami. I am here for
you, never doubt my love for you yezwa?

Him: (smiling) Ngiyabonga kakhulu MaMhlophe

I nod and I hug him again.

We are downstairs with the clan and the ladies. Lungi and Tumiso left though. We
just had cake tasting and it is covered. All that is left is the guys to get their suits.
My maid of honour is Nosi and the Best man is Tumi as I assumed. It is chilly
outside so I decided to wear a Green Long sleeve bodycon dress that goes half
way to my ankles. It has side slits and V-Chest area. I wore it with my white high
puff elastic slippers and I tied my afro to a bun.

I am with everyone downstairs by the dinning table.

Thapelo: So Makoti, what are your current plans since you have two months till
you finish your law studies?

Me: I haven’t set the perfect plan but I will tell when it comes together.

He nods. I ain’t gonna tell my plans to everyone. Aowa, I believe in Actions Mina
not words. Lina is better than yesterday.

Thapelo: Lina?

Lina: Ohh, I am planning of internship for now then take over my father’s
company

Karabo: Mazibuko Intel?

Her: Yes…
Thapelo: okay… that’s a great idea

She smiles. I am proud of my girl. She is growing more than ever. Karabo is staring
at me… hayi mara indoda yami bakwethu.

Ora: Girls, singahamba?

➢ (Girls, can we go?)

Nosi: yeah… I’m don…

Thapelo: niya kuphi?

➢ (Where are y’all going?)

Ora: Shopping

Thapelo: okay…

He then gives Nosi his black bank card…. Nosi looks at it. I know she wants to
reject it but I give her the “just take it” look. She sighs and takes it. Thabang kisses
Lina’s forehead. Karabo looks at me.

He stands and I stand too.

Karabo: Nizimthola kaphandle.

➢ (Y’all will get her outside)

He says wrapping his arms around my waist from behind while walking me out.
We get out and he turns me around to face him.

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) Mama, can’t you stay?

Me: (giggling) No ways…

Him: ngiykucela

➢ (I’m begging you)

Me: Hayi Sthandwa Sami… I still need to finalize things for the wedding….
Including the guest list.

Him: guest list?

Me: yeah

Him: good luck with that… do you need more money?

Is this man crazy? He gave me a bank chip with more than a million bucks and he
still wants to add on?

Me: (laughing) Hayibo Mokoena… the money is okay… I still have tons of it.

Him: Are you sure?

Me: (smiling) Yebo Sthandwa Sami.

He then kisses me, deep one. The girls disturb us…

Ora: Yeses…. Safela ukubaSingle.

➢ (Here’s to the suffering of being single)

We laugh. No like, the way she said it. The broken Zulu…

Him: (kissing my forehead) Ngiyakuthanda yezwa hliziyo

Me: uthandwa yimina Mokwena.

He let’s go and the Clan is now by the door, looking at us.

Ora gets in her white BMW M3, Nosi gets in the Black BMW M4 (Thapelo’s other
car), Lina gets in Thabang’s Red BMW i8 and I get in Karabo’s black BMW i8. It is
the same as Thabang’s but its interior is customized, blue lining in everything. yes,
this family is a family of BMWs. Their first cars were BMWs so yeah.

We then head out with Ora leading the way. We kinda made a Reving competition
which drove the boys crazy. We head to Fourways Mall. Freeway is always my
favourite part of driving this beast.

We get to Fourways and I park last as always… phela I need to make sure they are
okay first. As we head in, I am met by the smell of Caramel… uhmmm… my
favourite.

Lina: Hey, that driving was awesome.

Nosi: You could say that again my sister.

Lina: I mean… did you see Ntokozo’s driving? Yeses…

Ora: (laughing) That one person that drives like they are been chased by cops for
hijacking and like they don’t care about their life.

Everyone points at me.

Me: (shocked) Haaa…

They all laugh at me.

Me: it is not my fault that people drive like they have a phobia of the road.

Nosi: (laughing) where are we heading to?

Ora: Victoria’s secrets

Lina: hayibo….

Ora: we got to get the perfect swim wear for the pool party yakusasa.

Me: hayibo, there is a pool party tomorrow?

Ora: Yebo… suggested by your man and planned by me.

Nosi: yeses, you be planning these events. Don’t you get tired my sister?

Ora: (laughing) I don’t get tired when money is involved.

They laugh…

Me: I don’t know if it is the perfect time for this but I want a Caramel Frapacinno
with whipped cream on top

They all look at me and laugh…

Lina: why am I not surprised?

I laugh as she hugs me. And what was that about?

Nosi: I also want a Caramel Làte guys…

Ora: i guess to Starbucks…

Us: Yes Ma’am

We all laugh… mara we are disaster hle.

Nosi: Mara guys… siPark.e kude hle… look, we are still at The Cape Of Union

Me: Let’s go hle ladies, I want to eat already.

Lungile: Woman, you just ate.

Nosi: Ate? She drank two plates of food.

Me: (frustrated) Guys hle, can we do less of the talking and more of the walking.

They laugh.

Nxa, I leav them behind and head to the food court, with then calling out my
name.

We are now at the Food Court, by Burger King. It is not that full.

Lina: Woman, are you crazy?

Me: Yes, I am hungry so my brain is non functional.

They laugh…

Me: (before ordering) Y’all gonna order or not?

Them: Nah/ no, thanks/ I’m full

Me: Okay, suit yourselves.

Me: (Ordering) Hi, can I have two King Gomaz Mustard Jackie meals, one 7up
drink, one Pepsi drink, your vegan salad with extra feta cheese and your cone ice
cream.

Lungile: Haibo sisi, you just ate.

Me: So?

Lungile: (Hands in the air) I GIVE UP!

Nosi: Nto…
Me: Yeyi, stop judging me. I said I am hungry.

They look at me with disbelief.

I then pay.

We are now done with the swim wear shopping. We are headed to the cars. I am
done eating, only left with the Pepsi, icecream and Salad. I dunk the ice cream in
the Pepsi cup, lose the cup and shake it while eating the cone. They all look at me,
concerned.

Ora: Haibo Ntokozo, that is so unhealthy… you do know that you still have a dress
to make sure fits.

Me: (Drinking the Ice – Pepsi)I know.

Ora: I give it…

Me: Mm okay.

They stop and look at me with shock.

Me: People, I only ate two burgers and fries and bluh bluh bluh bluh bluh. So? I
was hungry.

Them:

Me: Now let’s go.

They carry on standing.

Me: (walking out of the mall, to the car) Okay, y’all will just follow me when you
done acting foolish.
Ehh… not Today.

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Ntokozo

I am now at home, with Karabo. We are by the kitchen aisle and I am busy
munching on my leftover Salad. The clan left and so did the guys.

Karabo: (concerned) Baby, is that nice?

Since I am still chewing, I just fork out a small portion and I feed him. He chews a
bit then he swallows. I must say, it was really hard for him to swallow.

Him: (disgusted face) Yeses, that tastes awful baby. It is super cheesy.

Me: (after swallowing) Wow… dala ngikubona ukuthi you don’t know nice things. I
saw it with the color co – ordinations.

He gets up and heads to the fridge

Him: (chuckling) Hahaha… very funny. That thing is not nice, at all. (heading back)
That is total torture.

He heads to the utensil’s drawer, draws a spoon and he sits opposite me.

Me: (looking at him as he opens the Yoghurt container) Baby… you eating
yoghurt.

Him: (looking at me blankly) Yeah, so?

Me: (concerned) Baby, you don’t love yoghurts, at all.

Him: Well, I am craving for it

Me: (chuckling and clapping my hands with disbelief) Hehehe… Metlolo e rata
batho.

➢ (Miracles love people)

Him: (trying to feed me) Taste baby.

Me: (moving backwards while seated) Yhiii, no… uh – hu. No thanks

Him: hawu? It is just yoghurt

Me: Nope. I’m good. Trust me, I’m good.

Him: Haa baby… one spoon.

Me: (looking at him with concern) That doesn’t smell pleasing at all.

He laughs…

Me: Baby, can you get me the oat meal smoothy in the fridge?

He puts the yoghurt down and heads to the fridge. I pick the yoghurt up, smell it
and it smells off. I look at its expiring date. Oh shit!!!

Me: Baby…

Him: (still looking for the smoothy) Uhm?

Me: What’s the date today?

Him: (still looking) The 26th of October, why?

Me: Your yoghurt…

Him: (still looking) Don’t tell me you ate it

Me: (laughing in disbelief) I wouldn’t comsumer it… especially now that I know it
is expired.

Him: (looking at me with shock while holding my smoothy)

Me: (laughing) Baby…

Him: (walking to me) Don’t joke like this mama

Me: (chuckling) I ain’t joking.

He puts the smoothy on the countertop and he inspects the yoghurt while I sip on
my smoothy.

Him: (eyes out) 13th of September?!

Me: (laughing) Baby, you gonna die.

Him: (looking at me) Ahh,ah

Me: (still laughing) I guess your love for yoghurts betrayed you so soon…

Him: (looking at me dead serious) It is not funny

Me: (still laughing) Ohh no, it isn’t. considering that fact that you may not make
you through the night.

He then rushes out, while pulling his slippers.

Me: (sitting up) Where are you going?

Him: (rushing out) I am going to the pharmacy to get something for this.

Seconds later, I hear the car’s engineer ignate.

Me: (sitting down still laughing) Yeah nerh, Yoghurts!!!

He then rushes in again, rushing to me.

Him: On second thoughts…

He then carries me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Me: (shouting) Karabo, put me down!!!

Him: (rushing out) We are about to do that “wherever you go, I follow” so why
not start it now, huh?

Me: (kicking and punching him)Karabo!!!

Him: Wherever I go, you come.

Me: I didn’t say eat that yoghurt njena!!!

We are now outside, still running.

Him: (running) It makes no difference mama…

Me: (giving up) Not fair!!! Wait, where is the car?

Him: (still running past the fountain) Outside

Me: You ran from outside till the house?

Him: Yep…

Me: Why didn’t you just go?

Him: (running out towards the gate) The car was too cold with out you.

Me: Mxm!!!
We get to the gate and the guards are looking at us.

Me: (waving) Sanibonanai boBaba.

Them: Yebo ndodakazi/ yebo ngane yam.

We also by the car…

Me: Imbecile.

He laughs, open the passenger seat door, places me gently on the seat, puts a
seatbelt over me and he closes the door. He heads to his side, gets in, buckle up,
lock the doors and we head off.

Me: Results of ukuhhala…

He laughs. Mxa!!! I could be watching watching the Word cup… I mean, it is the
finals. It is fucken Manchest verse France!!! Mxa!!!

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Thapelo

Only two days left until Karabo and Nto Tie the knot. I have accepted defeat and
now I have moved on.

We are by Karabo’s house, having a pool party as the sibling-family. The girls have
been swimming but Nto is still inside. She is still dressing up, I think. I then spot
Nosi. I don’t wanna lie but Dladla girls are mooi yho. She is caramel coloured,
slender but curvy and she is average in height… a bit taller than Nto. She is
wearing those one piece bikinis and it is so perfect on her. I couldn’t help but
think of what we did last night. She told me she was going through a divorce. Her
husband is still in denial of it. I will have to take matters to hand… I want this
woman, by my side.

Just then Nto appears. She is wearing two piece bikini… a bra and a panty type
with a transparent silk cloth around her tiny waist, covering her lower body. Her
body is all shaped out like it is carved from a Model Margazin. She plaited her afro
into mini kinky twists, with her hair. They are neck length.

She seems shy though. Karabo looks at her then the sliding door and he goes
inside with her following behind.

Ntokozo

I am on my way to the bedroom with Karabo behind me. I enter and he enters
too, close the door and locks it. He looks at me. I can’t read his expression… he is
just blank. I sit on the bed and he leans on the dressing table with his ankles
crossed.

Me: And then?

Him: You gotta change that MaMokoena… it is exposing a lot of my assets

Me: ini? Hayibo Karabo… everyone is dressed freely and comfy, and when I do it,
it is wrong? How?

Him: Nto… ushadile. Did you see what you are wearing?

Me: hee Karabo… it is a pool party… what was I supposed to wear? Cargo pants
and a hoodie? Plus, we are only family.

Him: Angeke ngiziphinde MaMokoena.

➢ (I won’t repeat myself.)

Me: Nami Angeke ngiyikhiphe lento.

➢ (I also won’t take this swimsuit off)

He shoots a death stare at me. At this point, it does nothing to me.

Him: Ntokozo

Me: (standing up) Nxa… njalo nje kumele ngizwe ngawe… why? Is it because
ukhiphe iLobola ekhaya? Hayi, nami I have a life… stop changing me “cause I also
didn’t.

Him: Ntokozo

Me: (heading to the door) Nxa… umuntu amane akuqede neMood.

➢ (Nxa, I even lost my mood.)

I unlock the door and I head to the kitchen… Red wine. I need Red Wine. I find a
bottle and I pour myself a glass and I gulp on it. I swear, this man is turning me
into an alcoholic. He then comes downstairs. He meets my sight and he stops. He
looks at me and he heads to the pool area… hayi, I no longer feel like having that
pool party. Let me go and sleep.

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The Mokoena – Dladla wedding.

#Narrative#

Love? I think we all now know the definition of it… it is quite obvious. Ntokozo
and Karabo are the definition of love. Regardless of their ups and downs, they
made it. The blood, sweat, screams, tears and hardwork was worth it, hence they
tie down the knot today. I just didn’t think they will ever get to this point in life… I
guess they are truly made for each other.

We are currently at the venue and it is looks spectacular. We are still waiting for
the bride and her maids.

The Mokoena clan is looking dashing… Thapelo, Tumiso and Thabang are wearing
black Tuxedo suits with a white Tuxedo waistcoat. They have Tuxedo black and
white shoes on. Thapelo rested his dreadlocks 360degrees, Thabang still has his
waves and Tumiso did a fade and cut on. Tumi is wearing a black Tuxedo suit with
a black waistcoat. He has Jonathin D shoes on. He did a cut and trim on his short
dreadlocks.

Then the man of the moment… he is wearing a Navy blue Tuxedo tailored pants,
Mokoena – Khoza ankle length white sneakers (Air Force shaped), a Navy blue
waistcoat, a black customized Mokoena – Khoza Shirt and no blazer on. He did a
trim fade cut and defined his eye length curls. The Mokoena clan, they are so
dreamy hle.

Then there is Oratile… the princess of the clan. She is wearing a Royal blue
patterned mermaid dress, she is wearing it with Royal blue Stillettos and she did
an installation of a wet look frontal. She is looking dashing, hey?
 Then the King and Queen… the King is wearing a Blue Tuxedo chinos and a blue
blazer. He twinned them with Tuxedo shoes. His waves are very defined. He is
also carrying his Kingly cane. Then the Queen is wearing a royal blue patterned
mermaid dress… same design as Oratile’s. She is wearing it with Navy blue
Stilettos. She did a neat lower bun hairstyle with her hair. The Mokoenas out did
themselves.

Then the Dladlas… Sihle and Thando have Royal blue Tuxedo suits with a touch of
SESHWESHWE material by the colar and the ends. Sihle is wearing White Airforces
and Thando has blue Airforces on. Sihle did a cut and fade on his hair and Thando
did a 270degree and short dreadlocks. Thando also has an eyebrow piercing on
his left eye.

Then Mrs Dladla… she is wearing a maxi cocktail dress that is longsleeve. It is solid
Royal blue and it goes half way to the ankles. It has a touch of the Seshweshwe
material at the ends. She wore it with navy blue block court minimalist heels. She
combed her afro to a big high puff and decorated it with white pins. Mr Dladla has
a royal blue patterend customized Tuxedo suit on. It has a pattern of
Isishweshwe. He also has Blue Tuxedo customized shoes on. He did a trim fade
cut with a touch of dye.

If it wasn’t for one, knowing both the families, I would have said they were
competing.

Anyways, everyone other than the Mokoenas and the Dladlas are wearing white.
The theme said so… but I can’t wait to see the reception. Ohh, the camera people
are also here… reporters, journalists, kings and queens, business men and
women, famous people and more… I swear I saw Cici and Amanda Black or maybe
I was just illusinating… probably.

Nosihle
I am currently with the girls. We are all dressed up, just waiting for Ntokozo. Well,
we are all wearing off shoulder Royal blue bodysuits and we twinned then with
solid white long Tutu over layed skirts. I swear, one would think we wearing
ballroom dresses.The skirts have slits on the left leg from the thigh to the ankle
and we wore royal blue minimalist Christian Dior heels.

We are all ready… hairstyles? We did frontal installments. Mina is kinky afro, Lina
has the 6 inch Brazilian, Lungile went for a curly one and Nosipho is also here.
Well, she went for a straight 6 inch one too.

Everything is done, all we are doing is waiting for Ntokozo to come downs stairs…

Me: Guys, where is Bab’ Dladla? He is needed

Lina: I am not sure yaz... kanti wasn’t he supposed to meet Ntokozo by the altar?

Lungile: No… he has to pray for her la bese embusise…

Me: (TAKING OUT MY PHONE) Eish let me call him…

Leon then enters… he is the organizer for all this.

Him: Girls, You need to to get ready to leave fast…

The door swings open again… it is Bab’ Dladla

Dladla: Sorry for being late… I thought I was meeting her by the altar…

Me: It’s okay bab’ omkhulu

Leon: Where is the lady of the mome…

Everyone’s eyes then go wide.

Silence in the room.

Here she is… she looks so dreamy hle.

She is wearing a Royal Blue Viniodress, Vintage in style, long sleeve Beaded. It has
an open back with a fully tiered skirt bottom. Beads used are ivory beads. It is off
shoulder. It is ballroom shaped dress… those Cinderalla type of dresses but with
extra layers. The sleeves of the dress have ivory beads from the shoulder till the
palms. I swear, they look like they are attached to her skin. The ends of the dress
got lining of ivory beads and pattern design. The veil is Royal blue too. It is waist
length and the ends of it has pattern that are on the dress. The white Christian
Dior Minimalist court heel is visible when she walks. Her make up is really natural.
It is simple but popping. She did Faux locks and she tied them into a big high bun
and decorated it with white and blue pins. She is so dreamy hle. She is holding
white and blue artificial flowers… not surprising coz she is allegic to flowers.

She get down and everyone is already in tears, excluding her dad… yep, he is very
strong kerh uBab’ mkhulu.

Leon: Damnit, now I see why this man is marrying you… he is one lucky man hey?

We all look at him… he shrugs.

Him: What I am being honest?

We all laugh… Dladla goes to Nto and he hugs her.

Anyways, I wont say all coz it is just family stuff. We are done praying and we are
leaving…

Karabo
I am standing next to her… just like that… after 11 months of wanting to do this,
finally I am about to do it. I don’t wanna lie, she out did herself… she really does
have the best taste in fashion yho… I am not even sure if I am standing next to
Ntokozo or an angel.

Pastor: Today, we are gathered here by the love of two birds… Ntokozo and
Karabo. As I want to get to the vow part, I want to extract from the bible…

Yeses… can’t this just jump already. I want to kiss her already. I need her.

Pastor: Therefore I want to ask everyone in here, is there anyone who objects the
union of the two… if there is, speak up right now or forever be silent.

Silence…

Yeah, they know. I would put a bullet on their head.

Pastor: if there isn’t, I would like to proceed to the vows… Ms Dladla, I would like
for you to take the ring and repeat after me.

She takes the ring…

Pastor: Karabo Mokoena

Her: Karabo Mokoena.

Pastor: With this ring…

Her: With this ring

Pastor: I propose my love for you

Her: I propose my love for you

Pastor: My committement to you

Her: My committeement to you

Pastor: My life to you

Her: My life to you

Pastor: With this ring, I promise to be with you

Her: With this ring, I promise to be with you

Pastor: Eternal

Her: Eternal

Pastor: Where you go, I will follow

Her: (Laughing) Where you go, I will follow

Pastor: Through thick and thin

Her: Through thick and thin

Pastor: Through happiness and sadness

Her: Through happinesss and sadness

Pastor: Through sickness and health

Her: Through sickness and health

Pastor: Rich or poor

Her: Rich or poor

Pastor: I give myself to you, as your wife, your sister, your mother and as your
best friend

Tumi: Haa… whoa moruti… not best friend that is my place.

We all laugh… marn, I really needed him to break the ice.

Ntokozo: (tearing up) I give myself to you as your wife, sister, mother and Tumi’s
role too.

We all laugh again. marn, this day is getting greater and greater.

Pastor: Till death do us apart

Her: Till death do us apart

The pastor tells me to repeat after him but I refused… I already heard it so I got it.

Me: (putting the ring on her finger) With this ring, I propose my love for you, my
committement to you and my life to you. With this ring, I promise to be with you
eternal… Where you go, I follow, through thick and thin, through happiness and
sadness, sickness and health, rich or poor. I give myself to you, as your husband,
your brother, your father and as your bestfriend. Till death do us apart.

I then kiss her hand. People then do that “Nchoo” thingy.

Pastor: Karabo Mokoena, do you take Ntokozo Dladla as your lawfully wedded…

Me: (quicker that I imagined) I do.

Everyone laugh…

Pastor: Ntokozo Dladla, do you take Karabo Mokoena as your lawfully wedded
husband?

Her: (tearing up) I do.

Pastor: Mokoena, remove the veil from your wife…

I do as told… damnit!!! Wow… she is… is so… wow.

Pastor: Mokoena, you may k….

Without wasting time, I kissed her. I can tell she is shy but she gave in. The kiss is
so deep. Everyone is cheering for us. I am even holding her waist.

Thabang: (cheering) Mokoena!

Everyone: (cheering too) Mokoena!!!

I pull away and I look at her. She looks down shyly.

Tumi: Mokoena waPhaaswa!!!

Everyone: (cheering) Kapa!!!!

We couldn’t help but laugh to ourselves.

Me: Ngiyakuthanda MaMokoena

Her: (blushing) Uthandwa yimina Mokoena

We then kiss and we head to the venue.

Ntokozo

We are all by the venue… the reception to be more specific. I don’t want to like
but Oratile did the most here… perfection is all I see. Just what I wanted and
beyond.
The white carpet, the winter Aliska theme, the dark interior, the floor plan, the
chandelier and everything blended very well.

I am currently seated with Karabo by the platform… the MC of the wedding was
non other than the Partner in crime… Itumelang.

Tumi: Dumelang…

Everyne respond.

Him: I would like to thank you all for coming, from the Zulu kingdom, Sotho
Kingdom, VhaVenda kingdom, Xhosa kingdom, Amampondo kingdom, Swati
kingdom to Mlambo kingdom to the families, guest, celebrities, business people
and more for celebrate with us the tying down of the knot of Mr AND Mrs
Mokoena. (looking at Karabo) Eish… amane awa amaBachelor…

Everyone laugh…

Him: (Holding his head) Eish, we indeed hit ground floor.

They laugh even more.

Him: (chuckling) But anyways, I’m proud of you boi… very proud of you. But let’s
be honest, those who grew up with us or knew us would support me when I say, I
don’t believe it. I mean, we used to love skirts so much… sorry Ngwana
kaThabang but I had to say it…

I couldn’t help but laughs… and so does everyone.

Him: But hey, I know believe in change. Who would have thought though? But
without wasting time, I would like to call upon the Brother of the bride, Sihle…
(walking back to the mic) Ohh, for those who don’t know, I am the partner in
crime of the groom.

Everyone laugh and clap… Sihle then approaches.

Sihle: Uhmm. (turning to look at me) Yeses… my sister, does he ever tell you how
beautiful you are?

I smile and Karabo chuckles.

He then puts his hand on my thigh.

Him: No like… on a serious note, does he?

Me: (laughing) Yes…

Him: That is better because he really scored one on you. (turning to everyone)
Sanibonani… I am Sihle Dladla, the brother of that fine lady over there. Well, I am
not a man of many words but today, I am forced to. Not that I am bragging or
something but that lady over there is the most perfect being in my life. When I
say Perfect, I don’t mean the perfect on black and white but I mean perfect with
limited imperfections. Reason why I say so is because she is so knid, so
independent, beauty from the inside and out. Yes, she is hot headed, risk taker,
stubborn asf (everyone laughs), very honest… brutally honest.

I laugh…

Him: Mina, I am the oldest ekhaya but I always knew I had two mothers… her and
Mrs Dladla. Of all my siblings, you would swear she was the elderest mentally. She
always predicted what would happen. She… she… she was always analytical. One
would say she knew everything but damn, she is so stubborn hle… (everyone
laughs) she is very vengeful too… I remember when she trapped me with rats,
locked me in a room filled with them because she was paying revenge for the
insult I made about her period cramps…

OMG!!! Everyone is laughing, including this one next to me.

Him: (chuckling) Man, I paid 20k for my freedom(everyone laughs more) but hey?
All I will say is(looking at Karabo) make an honest woman of my sister, Mokoena.
She is my everything… (looking at me) MaMhlophe, well done. You really proved
me wrong zinyane likaDwala. If anything happens, call me… I will not hesitate…

I laugh… he then bows his head with respect.

Him: Mgabadeli

Me: (on my feet) Vezi

We then hug. Everyone cheers for us.

Him: (hugging me) Ngiyakuthanda sisi wami

Me: Ngiyakuthanda bhuti wami.

We pull away and he seats as I do the same.

Tumi: Wow… that was… (side eyeing Karabo) Eish… double check your actions….
Coz hehehe, sounds like someone with be sleeping with one eye opened.

Oh wow… we all laugh. This man is hilarious.

Tumi: Anyways, I would love to call upon MaDladla and MaMokoena to come say
their words. And ohh, starters are to be served everyone.

Ma and MaMokoena stand and ladies bow their heads. They both hug then they
take the mic…

Ma: Sanibonani

maMokeona: Dumelang.

Ma: Sibulisa ngesihle sithi Mokoena.

Everyone: Mokoena!!!

MaMokoena: Dladla!

Everyone: Dladla!!!

They then turn to us…

Ma: Ngane yam… zinyane likaNyazitha… vezi lami elincane, sawubona

Me: Mhlophe

Ma: Mkhwenyane… ndoadana yami… sawubona

Karabo: Dladla.

Ma: I am so proud of you, ngane zami. You have no idea how happy I am. Seeing
you together is a blessing to me. I mean look at you two…

We smile shyly… more like I did.

Ma: Ngane zami, this chapter of your lives is big and very joyful. You see it comes
with smiles?
We nod.

Ma: Tears will be there. Where there is happiness, there will be sadness. Your
love for each other will be tested, big time. Your loyalty for each other, will be
tested, your trust for each other, will be tested. Where there is love,

MaMokoena: There is hatred.

Ma: Exactly… in marriage, you don’t let others ruin you. You stick together no
matter what. Never show others that you have challenges. Most of the broken
marriages right now, they are broken because of the third person. Never let
others be in your marriage. The rings are with you both… they symbolize that
niTwo kulomshado. Ntokozo, ngane yami, I know you… please forever respect
Mokoena. Do not raise your voice at him… respect him at all cost and always
reconcile with him before decision making. No secrets… no lies… no dishonesty.

MaMokoena: Do y’all know what the abbreviation LOVE stands for?

Silence

Her: L – Loyalty

O – Obedience

V – Victory

E – Eternal

Those are the steps you took as a couple now you have the last one to proof…
eternal life together. Above all, Karabo, awumshayi owesifazane. Awusukumisi
nokusisukumisa… same applies to you Ntokozo. Ngane zami, the journey is still far
from over, afterall, we do have the future queen of Tlhabeng. All I say is, stick
together and remember, no one is perfect… there are always imperfections, just
like Sihle said… siyanithanda sinoMama wenu and we are proud of you all.
Everyone cheers and claps..

One: Mokoena!

Everyone: Mokoena!!!

We stand as we hug them. and we seat.

Tumi: WOW… Those were really wise words… hope you took notes. Now we going
to have the King of Tlhabeng and the Owner of Dladla Inc, come say a few to their
childrens.

Dad and Mokoena then head to us. Man and women bow their heads and the two
handshake.

Mokoena: Kgotsong… I would like to thank everyone here today… really do

appreciate it all.

Dad: Sibulise…

They both turn to us.

Mokoena: To be honest, I never thought this day will ever come. Karabo Leon
Mokoena? You, getting married? Aowa… wonders really work, hey?

He chuckles…

Mokoena: (turning to my dad and handshaking him) Dladla, I wanna say we, as
the Mokoenas, are grateful for gifting us your daughter. We thank you for raising
such a respectful lady with morals. Thank you for raising a tough and honest lady
like her.

Dad: (handshaking) Mokoena.

The reports go wild with the cameras and so does everyone. They are ululating,
clapping and cheering.

Mokoena: Thank you for raising a queen… the queen of Morafe waBaTSWANA…
Morafe waTlhabeng.

The ladies start to ululate again… more than before.

Dad: MOKOENA.

They both have their heads up with pride and a strong eye contact. Well, that is
my dad… he will never be intimidated by another living being.

Dad: Karabo… one mistake is equal to one head.

Everyone laugh. Well, if only they knew he was fucken serious.

Dad: I wish you all the best… Zinyane lami?

Me: Dladla

Him: Uyakuthanda ubaba yezwa?

I nod. He opens his arms and I stand and hug him.

Him: (pulling away) I will always be there for you, yezwa?

I nod… Mokoena signals for a hug and I hug him…

Him: (pulling away) Welcome to the family MaMokoena

I nod… they then proceed to handshaking Karabo. The people then go wild again…
some a clapping, some are calling out praises, some are ululating and others are
cheering.

Well, it is now around 6pm and everyone has spoken. The brothers spoke, Oratile
spoke, Lungile and Lina spoke, Nosi spoke, members of the royal families spoke
and others too. Karabo is the one speaking now…

Karabo: Greetings… well, I would like to appreciate everyone of you who came
today. It really means a lot to us. Uhm… where do I even start?

The DJ then plays soft instrumental music… wait… it sounds like Dandelion by
Tevin Campbell but it is in instrument. It is low, allowing him to talk.

Him: (chuckling while looking at me) The love of my life, my only one,
MaMokoena wami… the past year with you was the best year of my life. Yes, we
had our ups and downs, which were mostly brought by me (chuckling)

Everyone laugh too…

Him: (serious) But you stood by me, no matter how bad it was nor painful it was,
for that, I am very grateful. You saved my life without having the intentions of
doing so. You made me realize a lot that I didn’t know. You gave me your all… you
are so pure, you are my pillar of strength MaMokoena. I love you sthandwa sami
so much futhi… and always know that I will. Yes, it won’t be an easy journey but
with you, I am willing to sail into it. O le rato la pilo yaka, o palesa ya ka. There is
no one else for me. Keo rata, le rato la ka. Forever and always.

I got up, head to him and I kiss him.

Tumi: Yerr, get a room lover birds.

We then pull apart.

Tumi: Moving on to the last speaker… the lady of the moment, Lioness… Mrs
Mokoena.

Everyone cheers as I walk to the mic. I stand there and I scan the room. I then
recall all the moments we had…

Me: (chuckling) A year? Uhm, quite questionable. It actually feels like a week.
Ntokozo Dladla… who is she? Many may be wondering who she is… well, she was
a girl who disliked men. Reason behind that is still unknown… mainly because she
doesn’t even know why but many would say she was a man of her own. She was
fearless and had the audacity of a man. Her inner self made her family call her
Zinyane likaYihlo… She did actually take a lot from her father, in cases of her
innerself such as her Feistiness, determination, ruling and leadership skills, her
never ending hope, hardworking self and in most cases, her bravery. Many feared
that one day her bravery would get her lost… well, it did. Her bravery got her lost
(looking at Karabo) in his embrace.

Everyone: Nchoo…

Me: (Looking at Karabo) I am forever grateful for the day you came to Sportscene.
I am forever grateful for the day you came to the commune… and I am grateful
for what you said on internet the following day(chuckling) yes, it got me crazy for
days and days, to the point where I thought, damn, I think going to the mental
institution would drive him away.

Everyone laughs.

Me: But I am more grateful for not giving up on me. And today, I want to say,
ngiyabonga Mokoena, for everything you have done for me, for loving me with all
my flows and for who I am. I love you, Karaba … and I will always do so. Ngizibeka
phambi kwakho nginguNtokozo Mokoena… (looking at everyone) Allow me to re –
introduce myself… standing before you is Ntokozo Mokoena, wife of Karabo Leon
Mokoena… one and only wife… (looking at me) wait, am I the only wife?

Everyone laugh…

Him: (Laughing) Yebo mama.

Me: And last one, right?

Him: (dead of laughter) Yes

Me: (laughing) Ohh, safe. I just wanted to make sure… I am Ntokozo Mokoena,
one and only wife of Karabo Leon Mokoena and with that say, I would like to say…
the mother of his children

Everyone’s eyes widen and MaMokoena and MaDladla clap their hands. No, I
didn’t tell them but they knew. I look at Karabo, who is confused. He walks to me.

Him: Mama, don’t joke like this

Me: (giggling) I am not joking Mokoena…

Him: (eyes out) Ntokozo

Me: Karabo

Him: You serious?

Me: Yes.

Him: We are expecting.

I nod wihile tears stream down.

Him: (excitedly) We gonna have a baby.

Me: Whoa… baby? No. babies, yes.

Him: What? What do you mean?

Me: we baked triplets silly.

His eyes widen and everyone is now on their feet. They are cheering and clapping.
The family comes close. Karabo then attacks me with a kiss. People go wild… I
give in and I kiss him back… he pulls away.

Him: Ngiyakuthanda mama… I am so grateful… I really am…

He then hugs me more tighter. I hug him back. Tears are streaming down. Yeses,
these children are messing me up.

Tumi: Hayi no… Mokoena, you waste no time

We all laugh and he pulls away.

Him: (whispering) Ngiyabonga sthandwa sami…

Me: Mokoena.
Tumi: Hayi… before we all eat, I would like to ask all of us to raise our glasses.

We all do.

Him: No no no no no… non – alcoholic for you will do.

Me: Haa…

Him: Not up for debat.

Hawu, my horror life of being pregnant begins.

Tumi: let’s stand.

Everyone stand…

Him: Our first sip is to new begins for our newly weds…

Everyone: To our newly weds.

We all drink.

Tumi: To friendship

Everyone: To friendship

We all drink

Tumi: To prosperity to their family

Everyone: To prosperity to their family

We all drink

Tumi: To their journey as parents

Everyone: To parenthood

Tumi: To Tumi being replaced.

We laugh and we drink.

Tumi: With that said, everyone can eat and feel free… DJ, do your things.

The DJ plays Love Portion by Mafikizolo. I then head to my girls while Karabo is on
the phone call.

Nosihle: Woman, why didn’t you tell us?

Oratile: Yeah… why?

Lina: Woman, you did it again… not telling us.

Me: (laughing) I wanted it to be a surprise coz I knew one of you bozoz would
have told the clan.

They all laugh…

Lina: (hugging me with joy) congrats mama bear

Me: (hugging her) thank you boo

Ora: (hugging me) the mama of a bear

Me: (hugging her) bear? No… bears? Yes

They all confused until it clips

Lungile: twins?

Me: triplets

They all zone out…

Nosi: Damnit… Mokoena’s dick is gold mos

We all laugh… we carry on talking until Karabo hugs me from behind. The ladies
swirl

Karabo: ladies…

Them: hey

Him: Amma have to steal this mama from y’all

Ora: weeh… (smirking) gonna be making more babies

Me: (laughing) haa…

Him: wa tseba…

➢ (You know)

Me: haa... I ain’t no baby maker machine

They all laugh. Karabo and I then left. My new chapter of my life unlocked.
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Two months later…

Ntokozo

Man, it had only been two months and already I feel heavy. I am 4 months
pregnant but I look like I am 6 months pregnant. I’m always craving weird things
like cheese and apple smoothies or Avocado and peanut butter spread toast. I
know… my hips are bigger, my legs are swollen and I literally walk like a penguin.
The only thing that is great about my pregnancy is the glow up I got and that my
nose is still in perfect shape. Although I got a double nose ring piercing. Karabo
didn’t love it but I got it done and he now loves it. And ohh, I am forever lazy but I
am grateful to have Karabo to help me.

Anyways, I am lying on the couch, having cashew nuts dipped in mayonaise

watching Teen Titans… I know, hear me out.

Karabo: (walking in from work) Ahhh mama.

He puts his bags down then he comes to me. He lowers himself infront of me…
fake kneeling.

Him: (kissing me) Unjani mama?

Me: (kissing him back) I’m heavy and you?

He laughs and he folds his shirt till his elbows.

Him: (chuckling) I’m just missing you.

Me: Nchoo marn… well, I didn’t but (pointing at my belly) they did.

Him: (chuckling with rubbing my belly) phela aboMokoena laba… abafana bami

Me: (side eyeing him) Who said they are boys?

Him: Hawu

Me: I want girls

Him: (smirking) weren’t you the one saying you want boys just two weeks back?

Me: (realizing I did) Ohh that’s not the point… I want girls

Him: (laughing) you see… I told you that this Nut – mayonnaise thing is not good
for you…

Me: don’t start with my food tuu!

Him: but mama…

Me: Karabo

Him: kodwa…

I shot a death stare.

Him: (getting up while raising his hands on the air) haii

See… I don’t even know why I am getting so annoyed right now. These babies
really wanna end my marriage stru!!! Chaos approaches.

Tumiso: Mxm… lona le masepa.

➢ (Mxm, y’all are shit)

He is walking in angry… followed by the rest of the clan. Ahh… just the peson I
want to see.

Ora: (walking to me) Mama bear.

Me: Mei skat.

The rest of the clan: Mama bear/ Ngwana/ Mfazi wethu

Me: Hello

They walk to the kitchen. Oratile settles on the couch with me.

Her: Damn woman, you look like you are about to pop.

Me: (sitting up) Eish… sizothini. I asked god for my daily bread and he gave me
one big loaf of bread and three baking buns.

She laughs…

Her: Yeses… god really blessed you.

Me: Overly blessed me, you meant.

Her: So how i…

We then hear commotion from the kitchen aisle. We stand and head there. Don’t
even ask… you know that it took time!

Tumiso: WTF?! You let Mahlubi go?! Just like that?!

He says that smashing the plates and glasses on the wall. The rest are just
standing there. Karabo spots me and he then proceed to pulling me to him… to
stand behind him.

Ora: What are you on about Tumiso?

They all look at her. Tumiso now has his elbows on the counter.

Thabang: MaHlubi is back Ora…

Me: (moving away from Karabo’s back) Wait… do you mean MaHlubi Twala?

They all look at me, puzzled.

Me: I opposed a question… is it MaHlubi Twala?

Silence…

Me: Ngiphenduleni!!!

Tumiso: Yeah…

Me: (getting angry) What are you associating with MaHlubi?

Silence

Me: I won’t repeat myself…

Thapelo: Makoti, we don’t want to get you in this.

Me: I am already in it… we are where we are today because of y’all and keeping
secrets from me. Now talk.
Thapelo: MaHubi is keened to destroy us. He stole 2 million rands from our
account.

Me: What did you do to MaHlubi… because I know… he never strikes unless
provoked. Now talk.

They all look at Karabo…

Karabo: He wanted you as his woman but when he heard that we got married, he
started…

Me: Wait… wait… wait… you telling me that it also involves me and y’all were
never gonna tell me?

Silence

Me: Ningangihlanyisi nina… I am talking with a room of men now answer me!!!

I said that banging the countertop that is granite. They get stuttered.

Me: (Shouting) I am tired of all these secrets. I am done. Yeyi, I am fed up. This is
total bullshit. Do you know what you just got yourself into? Do you?

Tumiso: We are Mokoenas, nothing with hap….

Me: (cutting his talk) but 2 million is gone.

Tumiso: it is nothing.

Me: it is nothing? Tumisho ithi… (I act like I’m tasting something in my mouth)

He does so…
Me: Do you fuck taste the shit you just said? Do you fucken hear yourself right
now? 2 million is nothing? (walking slowly towards him) That money could help a
lot to people in Botswana… that money could have been donated to schools, that
money could have been used to buy school uniform for needy children, that
money could have fed over 100 000 families and you telling me it is nothing?

He moves backwards while Karabo restrains me.

Tumiso: Eish, sorry, I wasn’t thinking

Me: Yeah… next time, be smart

Silence in the room. You see this family nerh, I will so murder them plus for sure I
will get a minumun sentence ‘cause I am pregnant so I might blame it on the
mood swings… so I will start with Karabo Leon Mokoena

Karabo

We have been in this kitchen for like 30 minutes without talking. My brothers look
terrified of Ntokozo. I swear, the pregnancy is really making her very emotional
but lah, it is making her very livid.

Thabang: So what are we gonna…

Ntokozo: Oh shut the fuck up… I’m thinking.

Yeses… the look on their faces. They look at me… I just raised my hands, signaling
“don’t involve me”

Ntokozo: What were you gonna do with all this?

Everyone look at Tumiso

Tumiso: We were going to cut a deal naye.

Ntokozo: Y’all are dumber than I thought. You know what you did but you still
want to cut a deal? Are you crazy or just pretending?

Silence

Me: There is only one way out of all this.

Thapelo: No… no… no… there is already too much blood on our hands.

Me: There is no other choice Thapelo

Thapelo: No, the blood is too much.

Ntokozo: So Rethabile’s blood was not too much?

Shit. Everyone’s jaw drops. Thapelo’s eyes are wide open. Ntokozo then moves
from the counter.

Her: Huh? Now, don’t talk shit right now. killing Mahlubi is the only way out
otherwise we will be burying members of this family every weekend and sorry, I
will not die for you all nor sacrifice my babies for y’all!!!

Silence.

Her: Now what y’all will do is find Mahlubi and bring me his head!!! Are we clear?

Silence
Her: Are! We! Clear!?

Everyone: Yeah/ sho/ okay/ yes.

Her: (looking at me) Where are my dunked wings?

Me: Huh?

Her: Karabo, I asked you for dunked wings when you came back from work.

I look at Ora. She signals me to just agree.

Me: Ohh, khululeka sthandwa sami… Tumi is coming with them.

Her: (smiling) Ngiyabonga Mokoena.

Me: (pulling her for a hug) Anything for you Mama.

Her: (pulling away) Let me go sleep a bit. You will find me upstairs.

Me: Okay mama.

She then leaves and heads upstairs.

Thapelo: What wings manje?

Me: Don’t even ask, I am just as confused as you are.

Oratile: (laughing) Hormones are messing her up so she forgets easily… so in

future cases, always remember to agree nje.

Thabang: Yeses, kill me if I ever think of having a child.

Me: (leaning on the wall) Eish.

They all laugh at me…

…

It has been an hour and we are all still in the kitchen. We are seated by the high
kitchen chairs by the aisle. We head footsteps heading our way…

Ntokozo: (angrily) Karabo, where is that bitch?!

We all look at her puzzled.

Me: (on my feet) Sthandwa sami, ubani manje?

Her: Tumi… where is he with my food?!

I look at my brothers and they all look nervous.

Thabang: Ngwana, he is on his way… just that drive thru was packed but he is on
his way…

Ora: Ye… yes, he just called and told us that he is on his way.

Me: Yeah sthandwa sami… ungaWorry, when he gets here, I will bring it first thing
nje.

Her: Coz I am going to sleep, put them in the Fridge so that they don’t get cold.

I look at them again. they so want to laugh.

ME: Okay BABY, NGIZOYENZA NJALO YEZWA… Now go sleep nerh?

Her: okay.

She then leaves. I turn around and they all laugh. I join in too. We then hear
Tumi’s car…
Tumiso: Whoa… Did we actually ask Tumi to buy the wings?

Everyone: Yhoo…

He enters. Everyone then rushes to him…

Him: And then? La dwadla mo rara soh… we ralang?

➢ (and then? The heavy breathing… what’s wrong?)

Thabang: Listen ntwana, you got to go get dunked wings right now.

Him: Why?

Me: Ntwana, wa nyiwa… Ntokozo o batla de dunked wings and we forgot to tell
you… she thinks you buying them.).

➢ (My man, it’s going down. Ntokozo wants dunked wings and we forgot to tell
you. She thinks you buying them.)

Him: (walking toward the fridge)Aowa… la ntla netsa lona.

➢ (Y’all are crazy)

Ntokozo: (shouting from upstairs) Karabo, tell Tumi that if he doesn’t arrive in the
next ten minutes with my wings, I will slaughter him or shoot his ball off… his
choice.

Tumi then turns to us with fear in his eyes.

Thabang: let me go buy them then…

Thapelo: She said Tumi so…

Tumi then walks out fast.

Tumiso: Hhebana

Me: And then?! O ya kao?!

➢ (And then?! Where are you going?!

Him: My life and balls are in danger right now… and you asking me that?

Me: She wasn’t serious nje

Him: Did you hear her tone? I aint ready to lose…

Thabang: (running with Tumi, heading to the car) I am going…

Tumiso: I think I shoul…

Me: (rushing the lock the door) I’m not letting y’all leave me with her alone.

Thapelo: Ahh monna she is your wife, not ours.

Me: Hayi no… what happened to Mfazi wethu?

Tumiso: Ohh, she is Mfazi wethu makuthande wena?

Me: Haa marn… please don’t leave me alone.

Oratile: Hayi… nna kopa ho tsamaya.

➢ (Hayi, let me leave)

Me: O ya kae?

➢ (Where are you going?)

Her: My house.

Me: Aowa… no one is leaving here until Tumi comes back.

Ora: Haa abhuti… I have work to finish

Me: I don’t care… I will give you a day off…

Her: Two…
Me: Wa ntlanya…

➢ (You crazy)

Ntokozo: Karabo, I am going to kill you for this!!!!

Me: (whispering) Yho… I will make them it a week if you go keep her company.

Ora: (on her way upstair, overjoyed) Mei skat!!! Guess who is in the building?!

I sigh in relieve as we go seat on the chairs. Just as we sit…

Ora: (Shouthing) 2 big mac large meals too!!!!

Nto: (shouting) And McFlurry!!!!

I sigh with defeat and I call Tumi… I tell him what to buy. He was fucken pissed,
hey?

Tumiso: (chuckling) Yeah nerh, o mbone nkere ke batla bana.

➢ (Here me say I want children)

Thapelo: (chuckling) same here boi.

Me: o sare ngwana… o mpone kere ke kebatla kuku

➢ (You still saying “a child”… hear me say I want p***y)

They all laugh.

Thapelo: But she is seems happy with her pregnancy regardless of it making her
more brutal and meaner.
Me: Yeah… mara the things she eat.

Tumiso: (laughing) it can’t be that bad though.

Me: (looking at him) ehh… Cashew nuts dipped in mayonnaise is not that bad?
Not to mention her avocado and peanutbutter sandwich with feta cheese and
apple smoothies.

Thapelo: shit… now that doesn’t sound okay.

Tumiso: (gaging) aowa… that is gross.

Thapelo: but that is all on you Mr and your penis…

Me: Ha ma…

Ntokozo then walks downstairs with Oratile behind her. She heads to the kitchen
drawer and she takes out a knife. She puts it on the countertop. She takes out the
butcher knife, match sticks, spirit and a wooden pin. She puts them on the
counter then she sits next to all these things.

Her: (settling on the chair) Now, tell me, where is hell Itumelang Molapo?

Me: He.. he is coming.

Her: kunini elokhe eComing. I want to eat right now so if he doesn’t arrive, I am
going to go crazy and one will have to die or I burn this house down…

My brothers look at her unbothered.

Her: (with a deadly voice) with y’all inside

Thapelo: Ha…

Me: Sthandwa sami… he is on hi…

Oh thank goodness they are back. I unlock the door and they enter.

Tumi: (unaware of Ntokozo’s presence) Uyabona wena Karabo… next time, when
you decide to make babies, make them knowing that you are alone. Did you know
that I had to go buy burgers when I was already by the gate… nxa, nale Wife
yakho… she should know her…

He then sees her…

Tumi: (nervous) she should know her beauty and that we love and will do
anything for her. Mfazi wethu…

Ntokozo: Yah Itumelang…

Tumi stand still as he sees the things ontop of the counter next to Ntokozo.

Ntokozo: I am so fucken hungry right now… give me the food.

He gives her the food and Thabang enters. Ntokozo takes out a burger then she
dips it in mayonnaise and she starts eating. Everyone is looking at her with
concern, especially Tumiso, who is sitting next to her. She then heads to the
fridge, takes out a jar of honey and she starts dipping the wings in it. Tumiso then
gages…

Ntokozo: Are you good?

Tumiso: I should be asking you that yaz koti…

Her: (focusing on her food) well, I am carrying over 4 kg, my legs are swollen and
painful, it is hard to walk, fuck I walk like a penguin, my clothes no longer fit me, I
am forever tired, my ass is growing fat, the thighs and hips too, my boobs hurts so
bad, im always hungry and I only sleep in on position all night so I am fine.
Whoa… that was a lot of honesty.

Tumiso: Dang… that’s hard.

Her: (earing her wings) yeah… wena, wassup?

Yaz, these two are having a convo as if we are not there.

Tumiso: eish… where do I start?

Nto: (offering a wing) want some?

Tumiso looks at her, smiles and takes one.

Tumiso: thanks koti.

Nto: you should try dipping it in honey… trust me, it is nice.

He hesitates but he does are advised and he takes a bit. We are looking at him
with full blast concern.

Him: (dipping more) uhh… this is actually nicer than I thought.

Nto: told you… so what were you gonna say?

Tumiso: well, I met this girl three weeks ago. She is so fine and is very kind
hearted. She is a zulu.

Nto: (smirking) wooo… Tumiso is eyeing…

Tumiso: (chuckling) haa koti… well, we started dating a week ago but like
something happened.

Nto: what happened?

Him: we went out by then things excalated. A kiss turned into a round. Now, she
is avoiding me.

Nto: ohh…

Him: (looking at her) so that is all you gonna say?

Nto; (laughing) hawu… nah, it is quite obvious. The girl is embarrassed because
she assumes you will take her as a slut or that she has no morals… like she opens
her legs for every men.

Him: but why

Nto: when you love one, everything you do, you want it to be perfect to them.
you want to always be perfect to them… that is why they say, change is brought
by the one you truly love.

Tumiso: now I get you… but that is not how I see her nje.

Nto: well, that is what she thinks.

Tumiso: (raising his third hot wing) love, nerh?

Nto: (raising her sixth wing) pregnancy, nerh?

They then toast. We are all just looking at them.

Nto: (looking at us) are you all gonna stand there or you gonna eat with us?

I sit and she offers me a wing… I take one and others follow my lead. We are now
all seated together, eating wings.

Nto: I am sorry guys… for putting you in a tough space like this. I am really sorry.
Just that, pregnancy is overwhelming…

Thapelo: nah… we understand Mfazi wethu…

Thabang: Yeah… no need to apologies.

Ora: Yah skado… I know it is hard but it aint your fault.

Tumi: I wonder whose fault is it.

They all look at me.

Me: Haa… Blame her for being hard to resist.

They all laugh.

Nto: Thanks guys… just that I don’t know what to do. I feel useless and sometimes
I feel like a burden.

I stand and walk to her. I hug her so tight.

Me: never say that again, nor think of it. you are my precious dime. You helpedme
out a lot now it is my duty to always be there for you… you are my responsibility…
you are my one and only wife and the mother of my babies. I will always be there
for you. never be afraid to ask nor command.

Her: (tearing up) ngiyabonga sthandwa sami…

Everyone joins the hug and she cries more. I already feel bad for getting her
pregnant but I don’t too because she is gonna make me a father… I know, I am a
jork but you will understand one day.

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Ntokozo

I am at home, lazing around nje. I am busy walking around, doctor’s orders. I was
told to exercise more or atleast take a walk around the house, so that is what I am
doing. Although it is hard, I mean, it is for the best. Oh, I am also due in like 3-4
weeks from now. yes, I am a little nervous but I really want to get these babies
out of me already.

Karabo is somewhere in this house but I don’t know where exactly. Ohh,
newsflash, I am now moved to the bedroom downstairs… Dr Mokoena’s orders.
Technically, we both moved downstairs.

Anyways, as I head upstairs, I head some noises from one of the guestrooms. I
enter and WTF?!!!

Him: Baby…

I am just shocked. Tears then stream down…

Him: Baby, you were not meant to see it

Me: (crying) This is so…

The next thing I know I am breaking down. He then catches me in time. He is

hushing me. Man, these babies… I can’t hle.

Me: (snobs) How did you do this alone hle?

Him: (still hugging me) I just felt like doing it… it was meant to be a surprise for
you.

Me: I am so grateful Mokoena. I love it so much.

He then kisses me. Man, the down area is jumping excitedly. Well, I am forever in
the mood for… you know. I then spot something.

Me: (laughing) Versace baby blankets?

Him: Hawu… I had to

Me: (laughing) Wow… Karabo kodwa? And why are they blue? Where is pink
nyana

Him: I feel it in me… they are boys.

I just laugh my ass out.

This room is so nice though. It has a power blue interior, white acrylic
chandeliers, white fleece carpet… those snow like carpets, three powder blue
creeds… big ones and chest drawers and walk in closets.

Me: (smiling) Wanna give me a tour?

Him: (reaching for my hand) With pleasure my lady.

Wooo shame… my husband…

Anyways, he gives me a tour. First stop was on the drawers. They are three
chester drawers.

The first one got baby socks, baby beanies and caps…

Me: (shocked) Chained caps Karabo?

Him: (chuckling) Phela they are Mokoenas… they need to be the best.

I just laugh at him.

We head to the second drawer and it has babby blankets… VERSACE. I was caught
by the Versace Barocco padded blanket… it is white and has a touch of gold –
caramel there. It looks great though. The drawer also has baby cosmetics. I must
say, I’m impressed.

Him: (Walking to the walk-in closet) If you want to add on, you can sthandwa sami

Me: Wait, you haven’t showed me the third drawer.

Him: it is empty mama.

Me: (walking to it) I was to see the interior…

Him: (rushing to block me) Whoa… there is nothing in the mama.

Me: Move Karabo… I want to see for myself.

Him: You don’t trust me?

Me: I do babakhe… but it won’t change I want to see it. Now move hle.

Him: Mama.

Me: (gently pushing him away) Suka tuu.

I open the drawer.

Me: You got to me kidding me Karabo…

Him: (laughing nervously) Eish… it is not that bad though.

Me: Karabo, Versace everything…

Him: Eish
Me: Karabo, Versace caps… versace scarfed teddy bears?!

Him: Mara mnkami… they are Mokoenas.

Me: You got to be kidding me… are you aware that these will be smaller than
them in two years? No useful to them.

Him: (stretching his head) I think it is better if you don’t get the closet tour until
you are calm.

Me: (realizing) Karabo!!!

Him: Mama, they are my kids. I want them to have this coz I never had it when I
was young.

Me: I also do but let it be the last time hle. I don’t want them being spoiled. I want
them to be able to adapt to any situation. I want them to learn how to fin for
themselves and see that the world is not about riches.

Him: (hugging me) I get it mama… I am sorry. I will stop then.

I hug him back then we head in the walk in closet.

When I get in, I see little Mokoena – Khoza sneakers… different kinds. I also see
little high elastic puff slippers. I look around and I also see Mokoena – Khoza
Onesie and babygrow. I see little gowns, Mokoena – Khoza baby sweatpants,
don’t get me started on those tiny hoodies. I also see little dresses. They are like
mine… wait.

Me: (holding the dresses) am I imagining things or are these dresses are
duplicates of all my dresses and skirts?

Him: (chuckling) Yeah… I wanted it to be special to you. I always heard you saying
you want to dress like them so yeah.
I just look at him with amaze…

Me: You never stop amazing me…

Him: (hugging me from behind) what can I say baby… I just want you happy, at all
times.

I smile and he then rubs my belly. Just as he is rubbing it, he lifts it upwards
kancane and boom, the relief.

Me: (resting my head on his chest) Mmm… now that feels good.

Him: (laughing) Yeah?

Me: Uhm… when last did I feel so light.

Him: Damn baby, this is heavy… I never thought you carry so much weight.

Me: (laughing) You have no idea.

He then let go after a few minutes. I then spot some strollers. They are double
strollers and single strollers. They are also the three set strollers… I never knew
they existed. We then head downstairs to the lounge.

Karabo

It is the wee hours and I am by the kitchen with Tumi.

Tumi: How is Makoti though?

Me: Well, apart from her scouting me everytime, she is doing great.

Him: (chuckling) Hai, your fault but pregnancy got her looking exceptional.
Me: Too much ntwana… I mean the body nje… it is so perfect, her skin, her eyes.

Him: (laughing) and the nose piercing too.

Me: (chuckling) Waqala ankere?

➢ (You starting?)

Him: But yena she is stunning hey? I have never seen a pregnant woman looking
so gorgeous in my life… I mean the belly is still maintaining the one hourglass
figure.

Me: I am shocked too…

Him: But man, you are a man indeed… three in one go?!

I laugh…

Him: Yeses… y’all be working out

Me: (laughing) Haa.ah AWUKAHLE!!!

➢ (Stop!!!)

Ntokozo then pops up. She doesn’t seem okay… we look at her with concern…

Me: Sthandwa sami

Her: (Looking down her legs) my water…

I look down her legs… shit!!!

…
#Narrator#

Tumi and Karabo are driving Ntokozo to the hospital. Karabo is the one driving
and Tumi is trying his best to calm the angry Ntokozo, while googling in his phone

Karabo: How is she there?

Tumi: She is…

Ntokozo: (SCREAMING) Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!

Tumi: (screaming too) AHHHH!!!!!!! Karabo, hurry up… this person is gonna
dislocate my HAAAAANDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Karabo: Eish… baby, hold on…

Nto: Shut the fuck up and drive Karabo!!!!!

Karabo instantly went mute and he drove faster, while poor Itumelang suffers.

Karabo:Dude, what are you busy with there?

Tumi: I am searching on Tips to convince a pregnant woman who is about to go to

labor to let go of my HAAAAND!!!

Karabo: Great… great idea. Don’t forget to search on how to Abstain without
really abstain.

Tumi: I sure will.

Quoting Ntokozo’s words… “Stupid imbeciles”

…
They are by the hospital. Karabo booked a special ward for Ntokozo. The rest of
the family has arrived, even the Dladlas. Ntokozo is in the labor ward with Karabo,
MaMokoena and MaDladla.

They are waiting for the doctor to attend to them.

Well, Ntokozo is throwing tantrums…

Ntokozo: (pacing up and down in pain) Uphinde ungibone ngithi ngilala nawe.

➢ (Hear me say I want to have sex with you, ever again.)

Karabo: Haa…

Ntokozo: (trying to bare the pain) And after this, we will be using protection…
condoms will be used.

Karabo: Ngeke kwenzeke lokho… angiyofaka iRubber mina.

➢ (Never days… I won’t be putting on rubbers)

Ntokozo: (Heading to Karabo angrily) Yeyi…yeyi…yeyi!!! Ungangihlanyisi Leon!!!

Ungangibhemi mina!!!

➢ (… Don’t drive me crazy Leon!!! Don’t test me!!!)

MaMokoena and MaDladla then intervene…

MaMokoena: Haii… makoti, calm down. He didn’t mean that… he was joking.

Karabo: No, I wasn’t.

Ntokozo: (throwing a glass jug at Karabo) Oh you!!! ngizokubulala wena!!!!!

➢ (Oh you!!! I am going to kill you!!!)

Karabo then ducks it while laughing.

The two mothers also step aside as Ntokozo throws a hail of the glasses and
things to Karabo’s direction.

As the two ladies watch from the end of the room,

Lindiwe: Hayi, do you think they will ever stop?

Nolwandle: Wee, I doubt. I mean Karabo is making it worse.

Lindiwe: Yho and Nto is very angry shame… Did you hear when he called him by
his second name?

Nolwandle: (laughing) Hayi suka… it is just the pains and the babies destructing
her.

They look at the two as Ntokozo chases Karabo around the room.

Nolwandle: Is it me or his intentions are to destruct Ntokozo from paying

attention to the pains?

Lindiwe: (laughing) I think so too. Hayi but time is gone hey? We gonna be
grandmothers

Nolwandle: At the age of 45

Lindiwe: These kids are aging us so fast kodwa…

Nolwandle: Look at her with that belly… yeses, it is big yoh.

Lindiwe: Very big… but pregnancy treated her well physically.

Nolwandle: Yah nerh… I can’t wait to laugh when they get sleepless nights

They both look at each other then burst into laughter.

The doctor then enters. She looks at the mess on the floor then she heads to
Ntokozo and Karabo…
Dr: Mrs Mokoena… Mr Mokoena. Sorry for the wait. Can you get on the bed?

Ntokozo then gets on the bed with the help of Karabo. The doctor spreads her
legs.

Dr: Well, luckily, you are ready Mrs Mokoena.

Nto: Can you stop talking and get these babies out of me already?!

The doctor laughs. I guess she knows that it is not her talking.

The nurses enter then they take Nto to the labor room. Everyone follows.

Karabo

Nto: (Screaming) AHHHH!!!!!!!

Dr: Give me your biggest push Mrs Mokoena… you are almost there

Me: (holding her hand) Mama, one left…

Nto: (pushing harder) AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dr: Last one mama…

Nto: AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cries fill the room.

Dr: Well done Mother of Three!!! Mr Mokoena, can you do the honor?
I then head to the doctor… she hands me the cutter and I cut off the umbilical
cords.

Dr: Congratulation Mr Mokoena… it was successful and here are your babies…

She hands me the babies… two to me and one to Nto. I check the babies…

Dr: (smiling) You got two boys and one girl.

I look at Nto and I head to her. I kiss her…

Me: (overjoyed) Thank you so much MaMhlophe… ngiyabonga kakhulu sthandwa

sami

Her: (smiling) Kubonge mina Mokoena.

I kiss her again and the family barges in, along with Tumi, Lina and Lungile.
Nosihle is also there. Ma and MaDladla literally grab the kids away from us and
Thando rushes to get the last one on my arms.

They are all by the kids. And us, we are invisible.

Nto: (talking to me) Are we invisible?

Me: (shrugging) Clearly…

We then look at them in shock… even Tumi is busy with the babies. Don’t get me
started on Dladla and Mokoena.

Lina and Lungile then head to us.

Lina: (excited) Bitch, you are a mother…

Nto: (laughing) Well… at least one acknowledged me…

Lungile: Bitch, a mother of three?

Lina: Sickkkk!!!!

They all laugh…

Me: Hello… I’m there too.

Lungile: Sorry, we are programmed to notice Ntokozo only…

I laugh…

Lina: Payback for the parking lot trick, remember it Mr Mokoena?

We all laugh… then Tumi comes to me.

Tumi: (smiling) Mfazi wethu…

➢ (Our wife)

Nto: (laughing) Partner in crime yakhe.

Tumi: (hugging her while she is seated) Hawu… siyabonga ntokazi.

➢ (We are grateful, young lady)

Her: (giggling) Kubonge mina.

➢ (Pleasure)

Tumi: (handshaking me) Heyi, finally I become the rich cool uncle.

Me: (chuckling) Haa… monna.

Lina: (mumbling) Rich, yes… Cool, no.

We all look at her.

I look at Nto and she is indeed thinking of what I am thinking.

Nto: So Tumi, awusakhuzi umngani wakho ukuthi ayeke ukungimoshela izingane?

➢ (So Tumi, why didn’t you reprimand your friend from wanting to spoil my
babies rotten?)

Tumi: (laughing) Ngikhuzile kodwa lutho.

➢ (I did but weeh)

Lina: (chuckling) Hehe… as if he is good.

Tumi: Do we have a problem?

Lina: No we don’t shame… we don’t. But let’s face it, you ain’t it.

Tumi: says the girl that is forever childish.

I look at Nto and she is enjoying this.

Lina: Haa… childish?

Tumi: Yeah… why talk in riddles?

Lina: I ain’t… you just being bitchy.

Tumi: Bitchier spots bitchy

Lina: Oh fuck off Itumelang.

Tumi: (Mumbling) You never say that when we fucking

Nto: (realizing) Ohhh…

Everyone in the room is looking at the two.

Nto: (laughing) Yeses… are y’all done fighting because I really need to feed my
babies.

Lina: (storming off) Nto, we will talk… Nosihle, let’s go.

Tumi: (following her) Nosihle, stay.

Lina: Nosihle.

Nosihle then looks at me and Nto.

Nto: Ohh you two, don’t be involving Nosihle in your matters.

Thapelo: Yeah… plus me and my baby got places to be.

We all look at him then Nosihle.

Nto: when did that happen?

Thapelo: When you were heavily pregnant

Nto: Shit… these babies be making me miss out on a lot hey?

Me: (hugging her) A lot.

Her: (looking at me) And you knew?

Me: Yep

Her: (shocked) I thought we were gossip buddies

Me: (chuckling) Sorry Mama.

Her: (looking away angrily) Mxa.

Everyone then laugh. The family heads to us… congratulate us.

Ntokozo

I am done feeding my babies. They are now asleep and I also cleaned up. Well,
the hospital environment is adaptable but I just don’t like it. My babies are also all
cleaned up. Karabo is seated on the chair next to the bed, inbetween my legs. It is
still painful but I can bare it. I am busy running my fingertips on his hair.

Him: (rubbing my thighs) Mama

Me: Uhm?

Him: (looking at them) we haven’t named the little ones

Silence…

Him: What are we gonna name them?

I stand and I walk to my babies. I look at them rest peacefully.

Me: (touching the first boy) Larona (Touching the second boy) Warona

I then look at my little duplicate.

Me: (carrying her) This one will be…

Karabo: (hugging me from behind) Onalerona… Dad’s little girl.

Me: (smiling) You really did read my mind.

He chuckles then kisses me.

I can’t believe it, I am a mother. Time really does fly. 09 June, most precious day
of my life.

…
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Ntokozo

It has been 11 months since I gave birth to my bundles and yeses, what a period?!
Yeses, these babies be crying all night long, crying their lungs out. Yho, ngathi
bebaCompet.a but hey, I enjoyed everything. I even went back to gym… I mean, I
had to lose the baby weight before we went to Botswana.

The family had some ritual for the babies and me too. My little ones have red
ancestral strings on both legs and hands, for protection. I also have red ancestral
strings tied on my right leg and right hand.

Karabo insisted that we go for an ice cream date with the babies. So I am bathing
Ona. He bathed the boys.

Him: Mama

Me: uhm?

Him: (walking to me) want me to take over there?

Yeses, this man right here… Breathe – taking!!!!

He is wearing a power blue Nike Multi Logo Joggers, white long sleeve Mokoena –
Khoza T-Shirt and Nike Airforce 1 white and Turqoise shaded. He accommodated
the look with a Rolex two toned 28 oystersteel and silver watch and added a
chain, he defined his curls and to finish up the look, he sprayed on his VIP 212
cologne.

Him: (stroking my chin) No need to drawl baby, I’m yours.

He then perks my lips.

After that, he looks deep into my eyes. He looks at my left eye then the right one
then down my lips. That always drives me crazy. I just kiss him. His hands then run
down to my waist then my ass, enabling me to move mine to his chest then to the
back of his neck… I then pull away. His eyes are small as fuck.

Me: (smiling) Babakhe, please finish off ngoOna so that I can go freshen up. And
ohh, her clothes are on the bed, nerh?

Him: (serious) Okay mama.

I smile.

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?

Me: (smiling) Uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

It is funny how it never changes. One of the things I love about him…

I then head to the bedroom to get myself ready.

I am now done.

I decided to match my little girl since the boys decided to match with their father.
So I am wearing an acid green denim cargo with a long sleeve light green crop tee.
I wore olive green double slosh Nike Air Force 1 that is of ankle length. Well, I had
a frontal installment of a straight hair lower back length in the black shade. I went
for a white watch and I finished it all with my Bad Girl VIP 212 Roses and Pedals
perfume and a clear gloss.

I then head downstairs and I find Karabo seated with MaMokoena and Mokoena…
when did they get here?
Me: Ma…

MaMokoena: Mntana wami…

She then hugs me. I proceed to greeting Mokoena

Me: Kgosii

Him: Makoti…

Me: kuyaphileka?

➢ (Are you good?)

Ma: (smiling) yebo ngane yam…

➢ (Yes, my child)

Me: (smiling) ngiyajabula ukuzwa lokho… can I get you anything to eat or to
refresh?

Mokoena: (smiling) Whiskey will do ngane yam.

Me: (smiling) Ma?

Her: Uhm… let me help you lapha eKitchen.

Me: (looking at Karabo) Baba wabo?

Him: (looking straight into my eyes) Water.

I then head to the kitchen, following MaMokoena.

Her: How are my grandchildren doing?

Me: (smiling) Bakahle bona kodwa their cries…

Ma: (laughing) Yhoo… I know that pain shame. Futhi babangu-3

Me: (laughing) Yho bayaCompet.a shame. From seeking our attentions to who
cries the most.

She laughs so bad.

Me: (putting the whiskey on the tray) mara Ona is quiet shame… compared to the
boys.

Ma: (looking at me) She is her mother’s child indeed.

I then laugh.

I put the water bottle and two glasses with ice and I take it to the men. I then
head back to the kitchen.

Karabo is giving me a so bad vibe right now. He is trying to hide it but it is

defeating him. The look he gave me… I know it, I remember it. I will never forget
this look. It is the look he gave me when we broke into that big fight… the one
that was about me killing that man.

Anyways, I get to the kitchen… I am drinking water with MaMokoena, who is

drinking white wine.

Ma: Are you still breastfeeding?

Me: (taking a sip of the water) Cha Ma… I stopped when they were 5 months.

Ma: Oh okay… good. My baby, wha…

We then hear the cries from upstairs. We head there and as I assumed, Warona
was crying. I pick him up and I rock him while Ma plays with Ona and Larona.

Warona then quiet down. I put him next to his siblings and Ma plays with them.
She is paying more attention to Ona. She picks her up and inspects her back.
Her: Is this her birthmark or a scar?

Me: It is her birthmark.

Her: such a big one?

Me: (nodding) She got it from me.

Her: You have it too?

I just turn around, raise my t – shirt, revealing my birthmark that is by my back.

She comes close and touches it. She then let it go. I pull down my t – shirt and
turn around.

Her: Ntokozo…

Me: Ma?

Her: That is not your birthmark… you got that scar.

Me: what do you mean?

She then rushes to the boys and she checks them too. She then sees Larona’s
birthmark that is on his chest… she then freeze.

Her: (turning to me) Ntokozo, something will happen. Prepare yourself now. Ona
is you Nto. Baby, I need to take the babies for a month. I am leaving with them
today.

Me: Ma ngeke… I can’t live without my babies…. I will not allo…

Her: it is either that or you lose them for good my baby… understand. You know
what you did. Bab’ Hlatshwayo… Palesa… Samu… Nokholo.

Me: how did you…

Her: I know everything. I know you were protecting your family and marriage but I
need to stop lequnga.

I always read the book Iqunga by Dudu. It talks about a generational curse. I
thought it was made up. I never thought it is true nor it would happen to me? This
is not good. Wait…

Me: ma, manje sizothini kuKarabo?

➢ Ma, what will I say to Karabo?)

Her: you need to come clean about the other ones.

Me: no… no… no… no… no…

HER: (INTERUPTING ME) you have no other choice….

Me: (Whispering) Ma uzongibulala uKarabo… he will kill me.

➢ (Karabo will kill me Ma. He will kill me.

Her: Angeke

➢ (He won’t.)

Me: Ma awumazi makadiniwe…

➢ (Ma, you don’t know him when he is angry.)

Her: He will be okay…

Me: (pacing up and down with my hands on my head) Yho…

Her: Ntokozo… get it together. You are stronger than that. Now listen and listen
to me very carefully, whatever that happens from here on, do not leave him. Be
strong and don’t let your emotions get to you, okay?
I just nod.

Her: Are we clear?

Me: (biting my bottom lip) Yebo Ma.

Her: Now help me pack up for the babies.

I will just have to do it… I mean, what will go wrong? The fuck?! The nigga is angry
as in now! He always said that he will be the death of me and… and I think today,
he will be.

It is around 21h00 and The Mokoenas just left with the kids.

I am by the dining room with Karabo. I am seated on the separate couch. He is so

quiet… I mean, we haven’t even said a word to each other. He is even busy with
his phone. Okay…

Me: Karabo…

That came out more like a whisper.

Him: (still looking down his phone) Uhm?

He heard that?

Me: Can we talk?

Him: Are we not talking right now?

Yho.

Me: Can we like talk… like serious talk.

Him: (still on his phone) I have nothing to say to you.

Me: At least listen to me.

Silence

Him: Talk

Me: just leave it…

Him: Ok.

The fuck?!

Me: Why are you being the way you are right now? Why are you acting bitchy?

Fuck, I let my mouth run before I could think that one.

Him: (looking at me) Acting bitchy?

Me: Yeah

Kanti what is wrong with my mouth?! Ahhh!!!

Anyways, he puts down his phone then walks to me, pulled the coffee table
closer to me and he sits, cornering me by putting my legs in-between his. He is
looking at me, straight into my eyes… I am also not gonna give up.
Him: (serious) Acting bitchy?

Me: (looking him straight on his eyes) Yes Karabo… what do you call that? I asked
to talk to you and…

Him: (serious but calm) Didn’t I just say talk?

Me: yes but would you have spoken if I gave you the same attitude?

Him:

Me: would you have spoken if I gave you that shitty attitude you gave me and
more?

Him:

Me: I asked to talk to you… I want to explain myself…

Him: (livid but calm) Explain what? That you are a killer… you gave away with my
babies…

Me: (dropping my head)

Him: Or ukuthi uyangifebela?

➢ (Or that you are cheating on me?)

I raise my head in a flash, looking at him. Shit, my neck…

Me: Ngiyenzani?

➢ (What did I do?)

Him: Uyangifebela

➢ (You cheating on me)

Me: Nobani? Futhi ngithi ngikwenzelani lokho?

➢ (With who exactly? And why would I do that?)

Him: (turning faces) Mahlubi

Me: Ini?

➢ (What?!!)

He is just looking at me.

Me: Mahlubi? Ngiyalingwa lah… ngiyahlanya yini mina ukuthi ngize ngiyofeba
nesitha sami?

➢ (Mahlubi? I am being tested… Am I crazy to the point that I sleep with my

enemy?)

He is… blank

Me: ngiyahlanya yini mina Karabo?!

➢ (Am I crazy Karabo?)

Him:

Me: Ngiyahlanya nah?!!!!

➢ (Am I fucken crazy?!!!)

Him: Yeyi… yeyi… yeyi… ungazongiphakamisela izwi mina.

➢ (Yeyi… yeyi… yeyi… Don’t raise your voice on me)

I just cover my face with my hands.

I can’t believe this. This man in front of me is driving me crazy… who does he think
he is to say such about me? What happened to Karabo?

Him: yini le engaka engingakwenzeli yona?

➢ (What am I not doing right for you?)

I raise my head. But my eyes are still down.

Him: ngibheke mangikhuluma nawe

➢ (Look at me when I’m talking to you)

I raise them.

Him: ngiphendule

➢ (Answer my question.)

Me: I will not answer a question that doesn’t make sense.

Him: Ntokozo, I will ask you… uyagifebela noMahlubi?

➢ (… Are you cheating on me with Mahlubi?)

Me: no, Karabo. How can I even do that when I have a family?

He looks at me.

He is so disgusted. I just stood up and went to the kitchen. He follows behind. I

get there, pull out a bottle of Red Wine and I open it. I take out a glass and I start
drinking it. He is leaning on the countertop with his hands in his pockets. I carry
on drinking.

Me: Yaz… ever since I got to this marriage… ever since I met you, I have
stomached a lot from you. I loved you for who you are… I was always there for
you, and I never judged you.
I drink again

Me: Now that it is my turn, you are all judgmental… why? To add on that, it is
even lies…

Him: lies kuphi?

➢ (What lies?)

Me: (raising my voice) those are lies, Karabo.

Him: how are they lies when there are pictures of you coming from his house?!!!!

Me: ask me why I was there!!!!! ask me!!!

Him: it is clear Ntokozo…. Stop with this shit!

Me: I am not capable of cheating… I am not like you Karabo!!!!

Him: (confused) what?

Me: You thought I wouldn’t know?!!

Him: (walking to me)

Me: Yesss!!! Cheater nguwe!!!

He is now inches away from me…

Him: (angry) What did you just call me?

Me: (firm) A fucken cheater!!!

Him: Ntokozo…

Me: What? You thought I wouldn’t find out about you messing with your ex… or
should I say Palesa?!

Him: Ntokozo…
Me: You… you… you must have really enjoyed being with her nerh? No, scratch
that… you enjoyed being in her. You fucken betrayed me Karabo. How does it
feel? Well, I also enjoyed it when Mahlubi was in me.

I then hit the floor.

Him: You did what noMahlubi?

I am still in shock. I am just looking at him as livid as he is. He proceeds to pulling

me up to stand by my hair…

Me: (screaming) AHHH!!! Karabo, uyangilimaza!!!!

Him: (strangling me) Uyenzeni?

Me: I fucked him… so good.

Him: Ntokozo

Me: (laughing to hide pain) He was so good with it futhi….

A slap on my cheek wakes me up fully and as I try looking at him, a hail of slaps
and punches head my way. I tried freeing myself from him but he pulls me to the
living room and he throws me on the couch.

Him: (livid) WHAT THE FUCK NTOKOZO?! How can you?

Me: (trying not to cry) How can i? Karabo, you are the one who betrayed me first.
You slept with Palesa, not once, not twice but more than that. You ruined my
reputation kwifebe zakho. You pushed me into killing her!!! You then proceeded
to sleeping with Amanda, your PA KARABO!!!! Your PA???!!!! Karabo, you hurt me
more than ev….

Him: Don’t you think I was also hurt?!!!! You were messing will Mahlubi next thing
you pregnant… how do I know theses are my babies?!!!

I look at him with shock, tears streaming down.

Me: The fuck Karabo?!!!! Larona and Warona look like you Karabo!!!! They are a
split image of you, you fool!!!!! Why would you even think I was messing with
Mahlubi?!!!! If I was, why did he suddenly disappear?!!!!

Him: Angithi sekakudlile wamosheka kuye?!!!

Me: (tears streaming down) Fuck you Karabo!!!! Hhave uyinja marn!!!!
Uyinja!!!!!!

He then draws a gun from his waist. He points it at me. I then stutter. I am legit
crying right now, with my hands on the air but I am looking at him.

Him: (breaking voice) Don’t you think I am breaking Ntokozo? That my wife is
being fucked by another guy if not guys?!

Me: (building courage) Yazini, I am tired of this Karabo… I will not let you
demolish my name like that. I am no cheater mina… I never fucked anyone else
mina. I stuck to my vows, I kept my promise, unlike you.

He then pulls back the trigger disk…

Me: (looking at him) I don’t care what you believe but mina I went to Mahlubi’s
that night to try finish him off since you couldn’t. I was not going to risk the lives
of my babies. I killed Palesa because she threatened to go to the media, tell them
about all of our dealings and that you sexually harass her if I don’t divorce you.
Believe what you believe… I am tired mina. Kill me if you have to, I don’t care!!!
“cause all I did was for you and this family!!!!

He is still point the gun at me.

I just stood up, looked at him and I head upstairs… why ain’t I scared that he
might shoot me?

Well, I don’t care… the punches were enough torture so the gun would be the
easy way out of all of this.

I get to the guestroom, went straight inside the en suite and I sit on the chair next
to the mirror. I look at myself. MaMokoena’s words keep on ringing in my head. I
then undress… I look at every single part of my body… the bruises, the marks are
so visible. My neck has strangling marks. I never thought I would be here one
day…

Let me go and shower… I swear, if this is going to be my life then I don’t want it.

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Karabo

It is around 3 am and I haven’t spoken to Nto. I don’t even know if I should do it

now or give her a bit of space. It is hardly even a year since we got married and I
have lost it? I won’t even be urprise if she leaves me… it is too much for her but
that won’t happen. I am not willing to lose her, not at all.

Anyways, I slept in the guest room since she kicked be out of the main. I have
been tossing and turning, hoping to get sleep but it is not happening. I guess the
old man was right when he said I shouldn’t go to sleep when I’m in bad terms
with my wife…

Anyways, I am on my way to the kitchen to get some water then I will go to Nto…
wait, she is by the couch in the lounge. She is wearing her PJs and has ear pods
on.

I look at her, sleeping peacefully. She is so beautiful… she is my precious gift, my

wife, the mother of my heirs and heiress. She is my everything.

What will happen to me if I lose her? Why do I keep hurting her?

As I rub her cheek, she wakes up. She sits up same time and moves away from
me.

Me: Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.

Her:

Me: (sitting on the coffee table) Sthandwa sa…

She gets up to leave but I hold her hand. She looks at me then the hand…

Me: You do know that does not work on me right? (standing) Please hear me out.

She rolls her eyes. I hate it when she does that.

She then sits and I do the same.

Me: Nto… I don’t know what got over me earlier on but I am sorry. I am sorry
Mama. I really didn’t mean to be aggressive towards you.

Her: I am not your punching bag mina Karabo.

Me: You are not sthandwa sami… I regret it.

Her: Are you done?

Me: Don’t be like that baby

As she stands, her back gets exposed. I hold her waist as her back is facing me.

Me: Nto… who did you get this?

Her: What will that benefit you?

Me: Ntokozo, I asked you a question

Her: (sigh)

I move the top upwards a bit and she is purple… these are old bruises.

Me: Take it off

Her: (looking at me with shock) What?

Me: The top and pants.

Her: I am literally in the living room Karabo.

Me: It is only the two of us and I know every inch of your body so off Ntokozo.

She sighs and she takes of her PJ pants first. The fuck?

Ntokozo

I am with Karabo in the living room. I am taking off my PJs as per instruction.

As I take off the PJ top, he get livid. The vein on his forehead pops out.

Him: (still seated) Who did this to you?

Me:

Him: Ntokozo, I will ask you one last time… and don’t fuck around with me. Who
did this to you?

Me: (looking down) Mahlubi.

He is boiling right now. His face says it all. He is hungry for blood now.

Me: (still looking down) The day i was at Mahlubi’s house, I never walked in there
as you assumed. He ordered for me to be kidnapped. He wanted to take me to
Cairo so that you won’t find me and he can have me all to himself. He then
proceeded to forcing himself onto me. I had to fight with him but there was no
point. He overpowered me and… and…
He stands up and hugs me tight. Tears stream down in his embrace. As much as
he is the one who caused me this pain, I still feel safe in his arms.

Me: (crying) I didn’t Karabo… I would never do that to you, to us… I never slept
with Mahlubi nor killed him.

Him: (hugging me tighter) Its okay mama. But next time tell me such please.

I just nod.

Karabo

I am wih Nto in our room, rubbing her back and cuddling her. She just fell asleep. I
am thinking of what she just told me and I am boiling, livid, angry but most of all, I
am hungry for blood. I think people are forgetting who I am….

Income Call: Amanda

Argh, what does she want now.

Anyways, I rest Ntokozo on the pillow, cover her with the blanket and I leave the
room.

~CONVO~

Her: Baby…

Me:

Her: Karabo…

Me: Talk

Her: I am outside.
Me: what?

Her: I am by the door. Open phela My Captain.

Me: leave…

Her: But…

~END OF CALL~

Voice: Who is that?

When did she get here?

Me: Thapelo

Her: (walking downstairs while yearning) Mm okay… let me get a glass of milk.

Me: (stopping her) no… my love, I will get it for you.

Her: (walking back to the room) okay.

She then leaves. That is a relief. Let me get rid of that one by the way.

I am by the door talking to her.

Her: (getting close to me) I have a surprise for you.

Me: Get out, Amanda

Her: (undoing her coat) Are you sure about that?

Me:

Her: (kissing me) are you sure my captain?

She then kisses me. We walk to the cough and she gets on top of me. She takes
out my manhood and she rides me.

Her: (screaming) Ahh Karabo!!! Yesss!

Me: (groaning) uhh… fuck.

As she is still riding me, I see her.

Me: No… no… no… no…

Ntokozo

I am looking at him with a knife on my hand, blood gashing everywhere. I look at

him as he is frightened.

Me: (wiping the blood on my left hand) I warned you, Karabo. Today, you really
stepped on my tail.

He is looking at me. He then pushes Amanda’s body… no, he takes out his
manhood from her then she throws her aside. He has blood all over and this
bitch’s body is still shaking. She then takes her last breath.

Karabo: (getting up) Nto…

Me: (walking to the kitchen aisle to drink red wine) Clean up your shit.

I then take out a bottle of wine and I gulp on it. He is looking at me.

Me: what? Wanna hit me for killing your skank?

Him:

Me: (laughing) or you just going to kill me?

Him:

Me: (finishing up the rest of the wine) yeah nerh? What happened to you,
Karabo?

Him:

Me: (walking to him) why do you always have to hurt me? Why? Why do I have to
kill for you? Why should I always have to shred a tear for you? Am I not enough?
Did I not give you everything I can? My pureness, the babies… my all? Can’t you
acknowledge that?

Him: Nto…

Me: Clean up… it is your mess.

Him:

Me: (heading upstairs) I’m leaving.

Him: but you said and promised that you won’t?

Me: Not this time. (Walking upstairs) I will not stay with a man that doesn’t value
me… nor cheat on me.

…
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#Edited#

Ntokozo

Here I am, looking at this man seated next to me. He has his hands on his face,
head bowed down…

Me: Karabo ngiphendule.

➢ (Answer me Karabo)

Him:

Me: Why should I always be the one to always stomach your shit? Why is it that I
always have to forgive and forget?

Him:

Me: This is becoming very toxic. Everything… and trust me I will not raise my
children in such a toxic environment…

Him: (raising his head) What do you mean?

Me: I think we should take time apart…

Him: No

Me: I am not asking you Karabo. We need time apart, meaning between me and
you, it is timeout. Just until you get your things together.

He looks at me as if he has seen a ghost.

Me: (getting up) For now, I will have to go to Tlhabeng… I need to be with my
babies and fulfill my duties…
I then take my suitcases and leave.

I am currently on my way to Botswana.

I couldn’t take a flight because of my fear of heights so I am driving there. It is

now 23h03 and I have been on the road for approximately 6 hours and I am about
to drive for another 3-4 hours.

Anyways, as I drive, flashbacks of all my actions becloud me. I mean, I won’t

justify the kills I have done nor organized but it was worth it…

Nah, what happened to Ntokozo?! Where did that brave, strong, independent
and fearless young lady go? What happened to me? I have become very soft…
verysoft… so soft… and it is so bad because I now have babies to protect at all cost
and a company to start. I just…

Karabo

I have been trying to get ahold of Ntokozo from last night and her phone goes
straight to voicemail. I tried calling mom but she says she hasn’t arrived that side.
I tried everyone but no luck. Tracking her car is pointless since…

Incomecall: Tumi

~CONVO~
Me: Tumi

Him: Open BBC News channel now…

Me: Eish…

Him: Do it marn!!!

He says that in a very emotional voice. And he seems to be driving or racing

somewhere because the background tells it all. I am starting to get worried
because Tumi doesn’t usually speed up.

Ehh… I just open the channel.

“QUEEN III OF ROYAL TLHABENG, NTOKOZO MOKOENA, INVOLVED IN A CAR

ACCIDENT BETWEEN THE BORDERSOF THE NORTH WEST AND BOTSWANA…”

Me: No… no… no… no… no…

~ON THE CALL~

Tumi: She is at Midrand Hospital. I will inform the brothers and we will meet you
there.

Narrative

Karabo grabs his car keys and he heads out. With his BMW I8, he speeds off to
Midrand Hospital.
On the meanwhile, Tumi and the brothers also speed off to the hospital. The
freeway is chaotic with the clan’s cars as they all speed and overtake everycar on
the way.

Not to mention the chaos made by the Dladlas on the M3, also heading to the
hospital. Not forgetting the girls (Lina, Lungile, Oratile and Nosihle) too, heading
to the hospital from Tumisho’s house.

Everyone arrives and they all run inside with the clan and Karabo running faster.
They enter the hospital and chaos fills the admin…

Karabo: (livid and worried) heyi… Ntokozo Mokoena.

The front desk lady: Sir, how can I help you?

Karabo: We looking for Ntokozo Mokoena

Lady: Please wait over there

Tumisho: (livid) Yeyyi… listen here, we want to know about Ntokozo… now talk.

Lady: Sir, sit.

Karabo: (raging with anger but trying hard to be calm) Lady, I am trying really hard
to be civil right now… where. Is. Ntokozo. Mokoena.

Lady: WAIT LIKE EVER….

Lungile: (Charging to her) Lady, don’t fucken test me right now… or I will fuck you
up big time. I can make your life miserable in a matter of seconds… kill your kids…
expose you to the entire world with your sex tape and make sure that no
company hires you ever… I can end you. Now you will tell us where Ntokozo is if
you want to keep your goddamn job.

Lady: (fear on her face) she is in ward 12 in Section B of the second building.
They all then rush there…

As their arrival, they are met by the site of Ntokozo seated upright but with a
bandage on her right shoulder. She is being attended to by the doctor. They all
rush to her.

Ntokozo

Whoa… yeses, they are all here… everyone. They all rush to me and Karabo hugs
me tight. And at this moment, I feel so relieved. I just hug him back tight while
inhaling his perfect cologne. He then pulls back.

Him: Sthandwa sami…

I just look up to him.

He has so much worry displayed on his face. I just pull him in for a hug again.
Currently, he needs it more than I do.

As I am hugging Karabo, I look at everyone… Mom, dad, Sihle and Thando, the
clan, the girls… Lina is crying. Gosh, my friend is so soft hearted.

I call her over, let go of Karabo, stand up and I hug her. She then releases
everything… she is in so much pain. The girls then come over and we hug with
Lina in the center.

After a few minutes, we pull apart and I then hug my brothers and head to the
clan. They all hug me. After a few minutes, I let go and I hug my mom. She also
cries in my embrace.

Mom: (crying) I thought I would los…

Me: (hugging her tighter) SHhhhh… you won’t lose me MaDladla… I am not going
anywhere nor dying. Don’t ever think of such mama.

Her:

Me: Okay?

She nods and let go.

I head to my dad and he hugs me tight. How I hate this man right now?!

I finally feel like the old Ntokozo. I already know the truth.

Me: (Smirk) Ngiyabonga Dladla.

Him: (Smirk) Zinyane lami.

Yeses… I can’t believe this. I turn to everyone else.

Me: Can y’all go home now? But my request is for the clan to stay behind along
with Oratile.

Mom: but…

Me: (shooting a death stare) Ma.

They all leave. I scan the remaining ones for 5 minutes…

Me: I was shot.

Them: (realizing my statement) What!!!!

Karabo: Ini?!!!

Me: Before the accident, I was shot. The accident was caused by the numbness of
my hand, the one with the bandage. Someone shot me.
They are all silent… I can tell they want me to continue.

Me: And you won’t believe who did it?

Tumisho and Oratile: Mahlubi?

Me and Tumi: Dladla

Everyone’s eyes are wide open…

Karabo: (shaking his head in denial) What?!

Me: He is the one that ordered for my shout out. He wants me dead.

Tumisho: But why?

Tumi: Money and that she got married to the Mokoenas.

Thapelo: money? Isn’t he rich?

Thabang: Plus, why didn’t he target us for money? I mean, Nto doesn’t have that
much money mos…

Karabo turns to Thabang while Oratile and I look down… avoiding anyone’s eyes…
the partner in crime too is at non-ease.

Tumisho: Wait, why are y’all avoiding eye contact?

Thapelo: (realizing) No… how much does she have kanti?

Karabo: Enough to start a company and by the Rolex Mens Daylona combined
with the Rolex Ladies Datejust 28 Oystersteel…
I steal a glance of them and they are still okay with it. I hope my stupid husband
doesn’t add on…

Him: And the Rolex Datejust 41 – 18CT everose gold and oystersteel two lone
watch…

What the fuck?!!! He exposed the exact amount on my bank accounts.

They all turn to me with their eyes wide open. I pray they don’t ask where I got
the money because I will not answer. I can’t have them knowing that I did one
heist… or two… or more… but that is not the point man…

Thabang: Ngwana, you telling me you have over 20 million on your bank
accounts?

Me: (smiling awkwardly while looking down) UHM… Yeah

Karabo: Nah, she got over 30 million .

I shoot a death stare and he shots a smirk and a wink.

Thapelo: Where do you get all this money?

Karabo: (looking at me) Yes… tell us Mama. Where?

Oh, I am hating him right now.

Me: (serious) I do heists. Mainly on Cash – in – Transit heists.

Thabang claps his hands in disbelieve.

Karabo: Don’t forget the hijackings you have been doing with Oratile.
Me: (turning to him with rage) Why don’t you tell them about Amanda, at the
pres…

Tumi: (covering up for his friend) Okay… okay… let’s not forget the aim of us being
her.

Me: (looking at them) Thought as much.

He is so at unease. He really pushed me.

Me: So that is the issue. He probably heard from mom that I built a Law Firm a
few months back, so he put two and two together.

Thabang: (shocked) Mehlolo errata batho… a what?

➢ (Miracles love people… a what?)

Me: Y’all didn’t expect me to just stay at home and only have my degree just nje,
right?

Tumisho: Well, i…

Thapelo: Thing is…

Thabang: Nah, like…

Tumi: Like…

Me: Haibo?! You should all be ashamed of yourselves marn.

Tumisho: Ngwana…

Me: Ngwana ya masepa…

They look at Karabo with pity…

Me: Oh, don’t look at him… he won’t save your arses.

Oratile: D***heads.

They all look down. Nxaa… they really zero me.

Me: Point is… I know he isn’t working alone. And until I know, I will not rest so…
(looking at Karabo) Sthandwa sami… I will have to get my dimes back this side
because they are only save with us. The rest of you have to act as if you know
nothing okay?

Then: sho/ clear/ yeah/ okay.

Me: (looking outside the ward window) All I know is, this is going to be the
longest battle and toughest.

Fuck!!!

…
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#Edited#

Narrator

4 years later…

Well, a lot has happened in these past years. Good thing is that the triplets have
grown and they are now 5 years. The boys are still troublesome while the girl is…
being the opposite of a child. She is 5 but you would swear she is 10. She is a split
image of her mother and the boys look exactly like their father. Warona took the
voice of his uncle Tumisho, husky and deep while Larona is just his father…
everything.

Moving on… the two parents have fixed their marriage and Karabo has stopped is
stupid ways… specifically the cheating. Ntokozo now owns Mgabadeli Law Firm…
on of the top 2 outstanding and well- known law firms in Africa, with 111
branches across the country. She also happened to also have shares in different
mines in Africa. She has been fulfilling her Queenly duties to Royal Tlhabeng,
hence she has been building more schools, clinics and fixing the infrastructure,
not to forget that she also sponsors many children in their studies.

Karabo has also been receiving more success. Bakoena Holdings has over 1000
branches worldwide and now aiming to be a billionaire company. His clothing
brand is also very popular now… he even opened shops for it across South Africa.

Tumisho has opened his company that blow up faster than ever… Phaaswa Digital
Facility that is operates in IT related issues. Sihle is now in charge of Dladla Inc and
Thando has started afresh in England. He has been that side for 3 years now…
enrolled in Oxford University under Medicine.
Mr Dladla has moved to New Zealand with his wife 2 years ago after Ntokozo
threatened to kill him.

Lina has unfortunately lost her life while giving birth to Tumi’s baby girl, Zoey. She
was buried a year ago and Thapelo and Nosihle tied the knot 6 months back and
Nto and Karabo have moved to a very huge mansion in Sandhurst!!! Yho, that
house is a mall, big as Fourways mall!!! Plus that hilly backyard that leads to the
lake that they own. Some people are lucky, hey?

Ntokozo

Me: Larona!!! Ona!!! Warona!!! Hurry up phela. Or else we will be late for school.

Silence… haibo.

Me: Don’t make me count now!!!

Silence…

Me: (hand on my waist) 5… 4… 3… 2…

Then chaos heads my way. They run down the stairs. Then they come to me but
they look dull.

Me: (hugging them) Hey, what’s wrong and where is your brother?

Warona: (Sulking) Mama, Larona is sick… we don’t want to go to school.

Me: What’s wrong with him?

Warona: He has stomach pains.

Ona: (sigh) Tummy bug… that is what he meant Mama.

Well, yeah… Ona is… yeah… i… the young version of me.

Me: Well, let’s go check on him then.

I head upstairs with them, to Larona’s room.

As we enter, I am met by Larona in bed. I head to him and I sit on his bed.

Me: What’s wrong pumpkin?

Larona: (Cough) I am coming up with a cold.

I feel his forehead and neck… nothing.

Me: But you seem fine… Wait, (turning to the two trouble makers behind me)
didn’t you say that your brother has a tummy bug?

Warona: Well, I… WE… uhm…

Ona: well, mama… he does have flu and the tummy bug… and…

Larona: And his toe is twisted.

Ona: (look aside) That’s wassup…

Me: Okay… spill it out.

Larona: (getting up) Mama, we are tired. We have been at school since January.

Me: (giving him the blank look) Well, that is how school operates Pumpkin.

Him: even on school holidays…

Me: Well, that is…

Ona: Shhh… mama. Hear our cries when we cry.

Did I mention that she is 5 but behaves like a 10 year old?

Warona: Mama, we have to go through 7 hours at school… Monday to Friday then

have football classes…

Larona: And skating classes…

Ona: And dance classes… (turning to Warona) and ohh, we go through 5 hours at
school, not 7.

Me: (looking at them while trying so hard to not laugh) Didn’t y’all ask for those
extra curriculum activities?

They look at each other then shake their heads at once… (one of their triplet
habits)

All at once: That is not the point woman.

Also their triplet habits: talking all at once.

My life nerh… one moment I am their mom, the next, I am woman… sometimes, I
am sweetheart and sometimes I am twinney… I know, I also sometimes laugh at
how these children always attack me.

Me: (trying to get up) Okay, that’s it. Y’all will go to your rooms, change to your
school uniform and we will head to school. Not up for debat… now, g…

I then find myself on Larona’s bed… on my back, with them on top of me.

Ona: Twinney, please.

Warona: Only for today.

Larona: Please Lioness.

Ohh yeah, I forgot to put that one on the list.

Me: what will your father say?

Larona: Simple… we will tell him I was sick.

Me: But now you have no proof. Your father is not dumb Lala.

Warona: that is where Ona enters.

Ona: I will just have to hit papa’s weakness.

Larona: The daddy’s little girl spot.

Me: Do y’all always have it all covered like this? ‘cause wow, I am starting to think
you also trap me like this.

Ona: What can we say?

All at once: it is a triplet thingy.

I’m not sure if it is my side or Karabo’s side showing nor influencing them right
now.

Larona: Mama… please? Please beauty.

Me: (Sigh in defeat) What do y’all want to do today?

Them: (bumping up and down excitedly) Yes!!!

They then do their handshakes…

Me: (GETTING UP) okay… now, go change.

Larona bends me over and he kisses my cheek. And they all run off. Such a
charmer… but that was definitely their father’s side influencing.

Hayi, let me do their beds.

I am done doing their beds and tidying their rooms. They sleep in different rooms
afterall we don’t want them to depend on each other. Well, they do sometimes
all sneak to Lala’s room and sleep there, with them, cuddling Ona.

The boys are wearing Mokoena – Khoza black sweatpants with white long sleeve
Mokoena – Khoza T-Shirts (the V-Shaped neck ones) along with their Mokoena –
Khoza ankle length Airforce shaped blue sneakers and they finished the look with
their Roofless white Mokoena – Khoza caps. They both loosened their eye length
dreadlocks. Well, these kids have long hair hle…

They are seated by the high kitchen chairs while Ona and I wore matching outfits
too. We wearing Mokoena – Khoza black bomber cargo pants along with black
long sleeve T – shirts (tuck in style), Mokoena – Khoza ankle length white Airforce
shaped sneakers and I tied her hair to a big afro bun while I installed my black
arse length straightened lace frontal that is black in shade… just a little bit touch
of foundation on my face and I went for a clear gloss.

Me: is everyone ready?

They nod…

Me: now, where to?

Larona: (Heading to the car) to Leon’s office…

Me: Larona… what did I say about you, calling your dad by his name?

Him: Well, how will he know?

Me: Larona…

Him: What Leon doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.

They all head to the Mercedes GT 63…

Me: (thinking out loud) these kids will age me.

I already see myself aging in my 20s… Hayi… I laugh to myself then I head out. I
still say it, Karabo Leon Mokoena really rubbed off on his kids.

…
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#Edited#

Karabo

I am in my office, doing some paperwork. I just want to go to my family already

and spend time with them. It is around 14h53… the kids are probably now at
home so let me just do it.

As I pack up, the door swings open…

Ona: (running to me) Papa!!!

➢ (Dad!!!)

Tumi: Well, surprise surprise…

I get down on one knee and I open my arms for her.

She the dives on my arms as I lift her up. Warona then enters hopping and he
takes a seat…

Him: Papa…

Me: yes, boy… ojwang?

➢ (How are you boy?

Him: (Flashing a colgate smile) fresh as always…

He is the most quiet one…

Him: Uncle Tumza…

Tumi: hey boy…

They do their hand shake.

I just chuckle… then enters Larona.

He is always the mastermind of all the wrongs they do… but he is matured. It is
very frightening that he looks exactly like me, even the walk and the way he seats
too.

Larona: Ruthless… Uncle Tumza

Tumi: (shocked) Ehh?

Me: (chuckling) he calls me that.

They do their handshake too…

Yes, he calls me that. I have been trying to get him to stop but he always gets his
way out…

Me: (chuckling) Cube…

Him: (sitting on the couch by the window) how are you Pops?

Me: (putting Ona down) I’m great and you Champ?

Him: (smiling) Perfect…

Me: (looking at Tumi) Don’t say it

Tumi: (raising his hands) Hayi… the little you is really rubbing off on Cube

Me: (attempting to answer)

Ona: Papa, mama is coming…

Me: y’all left your mom behind?

Larona: Lioness will pop up in 3… 2… 1…

He then points at the door and there she is… busy on her phone. She then puts it
away and she looks at the kids…

Tumi: Damn, you look so tired.

Lioness gives Tumi the “You have no idea” look…

Her: Weeh Karabo, ngizoyishaya ingane yakho. Ngiyishaya kakhulu. Ngiyishayele

nokuthi isabe ukutshela ukuthi ngiyibonyile.

➢ (Karabo, I will beat your child, so hard. So hard that he fears to even tell you
that I hit him.)

Tumi: (shocked) Whoa…

I have my eyes out. She never threatens to hit the babies so this is serous.

She walks in stands next to me, places a kiss on my lips and looks at me.

Me: (sarcastic) Should I call the social workers?

Tumi laughs…

Her: (looking dead serious) It is not funny.

Me: (chuckling) Sorry… (looking at Larona) what is it now?

Tumi: (playing with the kids) he tried setting the house on fire again?

Her: mall – way surf…

Tumi and I: (confussed) mall – way surf?

Her: the mall chase…

We then burst into laughter…

Her: it is not funny…

Me: (still laughing) sorry mama…

Tumi: (still laughing) sorry Lioness

Larona: (smirking) Mama, the mall chase is to help you maintain that hourglass
body… isn’t it that you always say that you want to gym so we helping you…

Nto: (stuttering) uhm… i…

This child… I look at Tumi who is about to explode with laughter

Warona: plus, how do you think you were maintaining those hips? I mean, wom…

Ona pokes him…

Warona: I mean Mama… you got to always have that shape.

Nto: i… huh… OM…

Ona: It is the easiest way that we came up with to help you so consider this as a

All at once: Token of appreciation for 9 months comfy walking bed.

Tumi is stuttered by their talking at once hobby.

Warona: and an apology for the mood swings

Larona: (kissing Nto’s hand) and a way of saving your money.

When did he get here?

Anyways, they all smirk. Nto just raise her hands and she seats on the couch.
Basically, throws herself on it. She is going to hate me for what I am about to do.

Tumi: (leaving) ayi… you really rubbed off on Nto’s babies Leon.

Me: Eish… you can say that again monna.

Silence…

Me: Okay everyone… let’s head to the mall.

Nto: (lazily) yes… that’s a good…

Nto: (alert) Wait what?

She gets up…

Her: What?

Me: we heading to the mall.

Her: wait… let me back it up a bit, maybe you didn’t hear me. (Saying it slowly…
word for word)I am from the mall and you want me to go back there?

Me: baby, I wasn’t there nje mina…

She then swirl on the couch.

Her: (mumbling) kodwa… Mokoena wena uyangizonda…

➢ (Mokoena, you hating on me)

Me: (smirking) Ahhhh Mokoena…

Her eyes open very fast…

Me: (mocking her) Mokoena… I can’t… mana kancane… mokoena uyangilimaza…

Mmmh…

She got up very fast…

Her: kids… race to papa’s car… first to arrive gets to be treated to anything they
want, no matter the price.

They all run out of the office. Nto looks at me with disbelief as I laugh.

Her: Leon… what the fuck?!

Me: (chuckling) I love it when you call me Leon… reminds me of how you scream
it when we doing it.

Her: (eyes wide open) Karabo marn… don’t ever do that.

I pull her closer by her waist. I then kiss her.

The kiss is too intense. I suckle on her lower lip and I kiss her neck while sucking
on it, leaving hickeys.

Her: (whispering) Mokoena…

Me: (whispering back) want me to stop?

Her:
Me: (kissing her neck) mama, should I stop?

Her: (breathing heavily) no…

I run my hands on her breasts and I gently grab her neck.

Me: (smirking) let’s go Mama… the kids are waiting.

She looks at me.

Her eyes are so lazy, now I am satisfied with making her suffer. Before she could
say anything, I gently grab her waist from behind and we walk out like that.

Me: (whispering to her ear while I spank her arse) That is the punishment for
making me sleep with a borner last night.

Her: why do I always have to suffer kodwa?

Me: (laughing at her) indoda eqhotho kumele iqondise igwegwe…

➢ (A real man must enforce order)

Her: (stopping) baby, I told you… don’t be saying igweigwe… you know how I feel
about amagwegwe ami…

Me: (laughing) oh shoot… sorry mama.

Her: it is not funny…

Me: (kissing her neck) sorry MaMokoena… ngiyaxolisa Mama.

Her:

I kiss her neck again…

Her: Okay… now stop with the neck kisses… you making me more horny.
I laugh as we get in the car and we all drive off to Mall of Africa.

It is now passed 21h00 and I just tucked in the kids. Well, I must say, the mall
chase really knocked them off.

As I enter our room, I activate the soundproof system and I switch on the
monitors, just in case of emergency.

I hear shower water running, meaning she is showering. I take off my clothes and
I enter the en-suite. She is still enjoying the shower.

I enter and as I enter, I hug her from behind.

Her: (giggling) ungene nini lah?

➢ (When did you get in here?)

Me: (running my hands on her perfect figure) long enough to enjoy the site of my
wife naked…

She giggles and I run my hands on her hips and thighs while admiring every single
part of her. I move my hands to her breasts and I squeeze and rub them.

As I do so, her head retires on my chest. She is challenging me. I can tell by her,
biting her bottom lip, containing her moaning. I then bathe her and I bathe
myself. It is just filled with sexual sensation.

I dry her body and she just attacks me with a deep kiss. I give in and I kiss her
back. I drop her towel and I push her towards the bed and I lay her on her back
without breaking the kiss.
…

Ntokozo

Me: (screaming) Leon!!! Ah fuck!!!

He is thrusting me… I try pushing away from him but he keeps on pulling me back.
He is on beast mode… scratch that… Ruthless mode.

Me: (screaming) fuck!!! Leon ima!!!ahhh!!!

He keeps on thrusting me… deep, hard but a bit fast.

He then switched positions… the devil mode, chest down, arse up and knees on
the edge of the bed. I swear, he is really going to tear me up again. Ehh, yes, I
opted for stitching after birth so I am back to normal…

I am lying on top of him, full body. He covered us with a duvet and he is currently
rubbing my back. I am just listening to his heartbeat.

Him: Mama…

Me: uhm?

Him: I think it is time to give the triplets a sibling…

Me: (looking at him) what?

Him: (pushing my hair behind my ear) yeah… I mean they are old now.

Me: Karabo, how can you ask me that? You know very well that I almost didn’t
make it out of that labor ward. And plus the triplets are only 5 years old.
Him: I know baby but the case will differ… you won’t be carrying triplets.

Me: let me back it up a bit… you are aware that I own a company now and I am
also raise three kids… and now you want to have another child and how do you
know that it won’t be sets?

Him: MaMokoena, one more kuphela?

Me: Karabo Leon Mokoena… no.

Him: (stopping the back rub) phela mawuthi No uyangala…

I look at him then I get off of him.

Me: (adjusting my pillow) angaz Karabo.

➢ (I don’t know, Karabo)

Him: manje why usukile?

➢ (Now, why did you move?)

Me: ‘cause I want to think kahle.

Him: buya phezulu.

➢ (Come back)

Me:

Him: mama

Me:

Him: MaMokoena.

Me: (climbing on him) eish.

I then lay on him as he continues with rubbing my back

Him: yicabange mama…

➢ (Think of it Mama)

Me: As if I have a choice.

Tears are threatening.

I know Karabo… once he does this, he has already decided for me. For sure I am
even pregnant by now. Don’t get me wrong nerh, I really want to get another
baby but I know that I will definitely get sets, not a child. And I almost didn’t make
it out alive in that labor ward and he know. I ain’t ready for that again. I am 26
years old and I run a company, how am I going to take care of more than three
kids? For fuck sake, I still have my Queenly duties hle!!!!

Him: baby, are you okay?

Me: yeah

Him: baby you are crying.

Me:

Him: MaMokoena.

I look at him.

Me: Mokoena, I really want another child but not now sthandwa sami. I am not
ready for the labor experience again… please let’s wait a bit. Ngiyakuncenga
baba…

He looks concerned. He then hugs me tighter while still on that position.

Him: kulungile Lioness…

He said that with a deep seductive voice.

Me: Don’t do that…

Him: (chuckling) Hawu… what did I do?

Me: (looking at him) the voice thingy… you know what it does to me.

Him: (laughing) Unapologetic.

Me: (smirk) Bet I can make you call out that name in a different tone.

Him: (smirk) I would like to see you try.

I love a challenge… I then go down on him, gentle grab his manhood and I suck it.

Karabo

God bless this woman!!!

I am laying on the bed, hands behind my head, facing the ceiling while looking at
her juice lips curve on my manhood. She is sucking me like I am something very
tasty. Man, she has never sucked me for this long. She then goes deep throat… I
blush her hair and she goes deeper. Fuck! I am groaning and cursing. I just don’t
want to say Lioness and lose the be….

Me: (groaning in a deep voice) Fuck…

She does that slow fast motion thing…

Me: (groaning) Fuck Lioness

Fuck, I lost. She carries on while a smirk curves on her lips. I think she has taken
control far too long. I then pull her to kiss me then I flip her over, putting me on
top of her.

Me: (looking at her eyes) I love you Lioness.

Her: (holding my cheek) I love you Mokoena.

I kiss her palm. She said that with so much assurance. She is in this with me
forever.

I then play with her down there. She moans while I finger her. She is so warm and
tight… you wouldn’t say she gave birth. I wonder how she does it.

Her: (moaning loudly) Arhhh!!

She moans as I enter her.

I then pick up my pace. She is now screaming as I pound her. I am not making love
to her but I am fucking her. She is screaming as she is pulling me closer, pushing
me away, holding her hair, letting it go… she just doesn’t know what so do. She
then holds me back.

Her: (screaming) Fuck… Leon!!!

I pound her even more. Her screams fill the room. I then go for deep strokes.

Her: (digging her nails on my back) Arhh shit!!!! Leon…

This is about to be the longest night between me and my Lioness.

…
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#Edited#

Ntokozo

Well, what a morning to kick start a day.

Anyways, I just arrived at the office and trust me, I really want to be at home with
my family marn but you know, duty calls.

I am busy signing some paperwork when the door swings open.

“Woman” ora

Me: whoa…

Her: did you open your phone nje today?

Me: No and hello to you too.

Her: you trending…

Me: What is it now?

She hands me the laptop.

Me: (reading the headlines) Tragedy hits Tlhabeng as the Queen of Royal
Thabeng, Lindiwe Khoza reported dead in the early…

I immediately stop…
Ora: (continuing) hours of the morning, cause of death is food poisoning. Will
Prince Karabo Mokoena take the throne with his wife, Ntokozo Mokoena?

Karabo

As I approach her office…

Nto: (screaming in anger) Fuckkkk!!!!

We quickly rush in her office.

We find Ora shocked and as we scan the room, a broken vase is spotted. I guess
she heard.

She is standing, hands on the desk and face filled with agony and anger. I have
never seen her this angry… never in my life.

The clan is so quiet… they know better.

Her: (breathing heavily) this is going too far Karabo.

Ora: (turning to us with rage) I agree. Y’all need to do something now.

Thapelo: Oratile, we have done all we can but …

Ora: But what? Huh? But what abhuti?

Tumisho: Young lady, I suggest you watch your tone.

Silence.

This room is getting tenser and tenser every minute.

I am still shocked that she has not said anything after that statement.
Tumi: Lioness

She is still looking at me, with rage.

Tumi: way forward?

Silence.

Her: Am I supposed to always be the one to do all this by myself?

Silence

Her: didn’t I tell you to get rid of Mahlubi?

Silence…

Her: didn’t I?

Silence …

Her: okay this is what’s going to happen… we will all go to Botswana, right this
second, after the funeral y’all will go sit and relax as you were and I will go handle
everything ‘like I always do’.

She then takes her car keys, phone and wallet then she leaves us in her office. We
all look at each other.

Tumisho: this won’t end well.

Thabang: That is an understatement

Ora: (leaving us too) y’all talk and show no action argh…

Tumisho:

Me: leave her… she is still in pain.

Tumi: so we going to let her find him vele or…

Me: we will have to low-key look out for her

They all look at me…

…
Insert 68

#Edited#

#Narrator

It is the night of the funeral of Queen Mokoena II. The Mokoenas seem to be
strong in all of this. The king is at the palace. He is not allowed to be here. The
Mokoena clan is maintaining the serious face, as usual. We just didn’t expect
Thabang (The last born in boys) to be so serious tonight. Usually, he is
surroundered by a lighter aura around him. Karabo, he has always been the
serious one. You would swear he is the oldest.

Oratile is in the arms of Thando, shedding heavy tears. Ntokozo?? She is just
numb. She is look at everything that is happening, trying so hard to be there for
everyone but you could see she is drained. The kids were also forbidden from
coming too.

…
Karabo

We are now at the palace, family only. The guest left. We are seated by the long
table, silently. I am seated opposite Ntokozo, who is seated next to Thando.

Warona and Ona then head in, straight to Nto…

Warona: Mama, I’m hungry

Nto: (smiling) What do you want to have my love?

Him: Burger…

Ona: Homemade… just like you always do them.

Nto: (chuckling) Where is your brother?

Ona: He is in his room.

Wawa: Puberty got him early.

Nto looks very concern. To be honest, I am too. It is really not like him. Mind you,
everyone is look at them.

Nto: (smiling) Okay babies… go to the playroom and I will call you when your
burgers are ready, okay?

They then skip off to the play room.

Nto: Please excuse me.

She then walks away. I decide to follow behind.

…
Ntokozo

I get to Laraona’s room and I find him on the bed.

He is sitting on the edge of it, facing down.

I knock and I enter.

Me: Cube

He just looks at me. His eyes are puffy. I kneel next to him.

Me: (holding his cheek) Hey… hey… hey… what’s wrong baby?

Him: (serious look) Mama, you may hide it form Wawa and Ona but I know. I am
not dumb.

I look at him, speechless.

Him: (Tearing up) Mama, I know gogo is no more. I saw it. She told me.

Wait, what?

Me: She told you nana?

Him: (tearing up) The night she died, she came to me and she touched my chest in
a dream. She said she was leaving on a train. She was even dressed like an angel
mama.
I pull him to my embrace and he crys his lungs out. Oh my heart just shattered
into pieces. I hate to see my babies hurt. I mean, no parent would like to see their
child cry, nor hurt.

Me: (flinching in pain) Ummm…

He is biting my collarbone area. He is feeling a lot of pain. I now feel it. He is going
through a lot.

Me: Lala, scream if it means you have to. Scream baby, I am here.

Karabo

“AHHHHHHhhhhhh!!!!!!” voice

That is definitely Larona. We all rush upstairs, to his room.

When we get there, we find Nto hugging Lala tightly. She is kneeling down. She
also has tears on her eyes.

Nto: She gave it to him.

We are all confused.

Dad nods and heads out.

I am now with Nto in our room.

I made the burgers for the kids’cause I didn’t want to strain her with all the shit
she is going through. We also tucked them in bed. Ntokozo is from the shower.
She is lotioning her body.

Me: Sthandwa sami

Her: Mmh?

Me: How is he taking it?

Her: (Coming to sit next to me) He… he is not taking it okay. Especially since your
mom handed him her gift.

Me: Wait what?

Her: Yeah. He said he dreamt of Ma, the night she passed on. In the dream, she
was touching his chest and she told him she was leaving. She got on the train and
she left.

Me: Baby, I don’t think it is the gift only he got.

Her: What do you mean?

Me:

Her: Karabo?

I look at her.

Her: (realizing) No… no… no… no…

She got up, headed for the door and exited the room. I follow behind.

She is headed to Cube’s room. She opens it carefully, as I stand by the door with
my hands in my pocket.
She carefully unbuttons Cube’s PJ top, revealing his chest. She looks and sees it.
She froze for a minute then she buttons up Cube’s top again and puts the blanket
over him.

She turns to me, shocked asf.

We back in our room, on the bed, cuddling.

Her: He really is you, Mokoena.

Me: (chuckling) Yeah…

Her: Karabo, my baby is hurting so much. I have never seen him so emotional
before. I think I need to book him an appointment with a therapist ‘cause what he
is dealing with is big.

Me:

If only she knew how much guilt I feel for all this. If only she knew how I wish to
take away all the pain they are are feeling.

Her: And I know you are also hurting.

Me:

Her: (facing me) always know that I am there for you, no matter what.

I look at her and I kiss her.

Me: I know mama. Ngiyakuthanda yezwa nhliziyo?

Her: Uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

…
Insert 69

#Edited#

Ntokozo

It has been a week since we left Botswana.

The king announced his retirement, meaning Karabo and I have to step up. I don’t
want to lie but I am nervous.

My babies are at Tumisho’s house. He insisted on taking them for a few days, just
to help them distress abit and to also give us some time.

I really didn’t see the use of it but the therapist suggested that Larona gets new
activities to do.

It is around 23h00 and I am on my way to our bedroom. As I enter…

Me: Karabo…. No….no…no… please don’t do it. Sthandwa sami, please don’t do
it…

He just looks at me.

Me: Mokoena, ngiyakucela… cabangela izingane zakho. Ngiyakucela.

➢ (Mokoena, please… Think of the kids. Please.)

Him: I have nothing left to give mama

Me: That’s not true… you have everything to give. Baby, please put it down.
Please Karabo.

Him: (with teary eyes) You are just saying that, Ntokozo.
Me: (walking towards him) Mokoena.

He puts his finger on the trigger.

Me: (kneeling down) Ohh Karabo… you can’t do this to me. Can we for once thing
of the kids? Can we think of the clan? Can we think of Larona? Can we think of
you and i?

Him:

Me: (tearing up) Karabo, you promised me to always be there. You said we are in
this forever. What happened to that? What happened to Ruthless?

He slowly lowers the gun.

I stand up, get to him, take the gun away, throw it under the bed and I hug him
tightly. He is crying his heart out, while grabing and squeezing my waist. The pain I
am feeling right now is nothing compared to the pain I feel emotionally.

I kneel down in between his legs, cupping his face.

Me: Karabo

He looks down.

Me: face up

He lefts his face

Me: look at me

He does.

Me: You are Karabo Leon Mokoena. You don’t point a gun at your head but you
pump bullets to those that cause harm to your family. You never bow to anyone,
they bow to you. You never lose a battle…

He is coming back, slowly, but surely.

Me: … let alone a battle you haven’t started to fight. You are Ruthless. You bow to
no man.

He is back.

Me: (our foreheads entwine) You are Karabo Leon Mokoena. You worked hard for
all of this. Karabo would have just let everything go but Ruthless… Ruthless would
have fought till the last bit of him. Ruthless would have thought of his kids, his
wife and family.

His eyes say a lot.

Me: When you take that throne, you won’t take it as Karabo Leon Mokoena, son
of Lerumo Mokoena but as Ruthless Mokoena, the son of Lindiwe Khoza and
husband on Ntokozo Mokoena.

He is fully back.

Me: You are Ruthless… you don’t fear, you don’t lose and you don’t back do…
The sound of my panties ripping fills the room, as he digs his fingers on my skin.

TOXIC LOVE kerh sana!!!

…
INSERT 7O

#Edited#

Karabo

I am by the dining room, livid as fuck. Ntokozo took my bike and ngapha Thabang
is still out there, no updates…

Thapelo: (livid) Tumiso, Thabang has been gone for long now… ngiyekeleni
ngiyenze lento…

➢ (… Let me go and finish this off)

Tumiso: No Thapelo!!!!!

Tumi: Tumiso… don’t you think it is best we let him do it…

Tumiso: No Tumi…

Him: Then we have no choice.

He looks at me.

Tumiso: No Itumelang, Karabo onale masepa and you know what that will lead
to…

Him: I think that is what we need now Tumiso… MaHlubi needs an atomic bomb
to fight against him and Ruthless is the total definition of it…

Tumiso: No Itumelang!!!!! Things will be worse

Tumi: How? Because Ruthless will kill Mahlubi… clean job as always…

Tumiso: No…

Thapelo: But I opted first!!!

Tumisho: No

Thapelo then kicks the coffee table with frustration.

Tumi: down to two options… It is either Ruthless or Oratile… choose because

Thabang’s life is at risk here…

Tumiso looks at me then Oratile, who is so out of here… then he looks back at me
and signals for me to go…

Me: About damn time… yeses…

I gather my guns and I head for the door…. The door then swings open… it is
Thabang…

Me: (Frustrated) Yeses!!! You just had to ruin my opportunity nerh?

Thabang: Wait… why are you here? Ain’t you that side?

Me: (puzzled) What do you mean?

Him: Aowa… MaHlubi o shwile…

➢ (Mahlubi is dead)

Me: You killed him?

Him: mang? Nna? I thought one of you did it njena…

➢ (Who? Me? I thought one of you did it…)

I look at Tumiso and Thapelo and Tumi and they are puzzled too… Oratile has a
smirk on her face…
Me: (turning to her) You did it?

Her: eng?

➢ (What?)

Me: (serious face) Oratile

Her: Aowa abhuti… I did nothing…

Me: I will ask for the last time… ARE YOU BEHIND THIS?

Her: No… I am ser…

Me: (pointing at her) Oratile… don’t make me ask again…

Thapelo: keng jwale?

➢ (What’s wrong now?)

Me: botsa ausi wahho…

➢ (Ask you damn sister)

Her: I swear abhuti… ka la Mme, I didn’t do it…

➢ (I swear on mom’s grave, brother. I didn’t do it)

Me: then why were you smiling?

Her: Coz I always wanted MaHlubi dead.

Tumisho: if none of us here killed Mahlubi, then who did?

They are look at me…

Tumi: Ruthless, o kae Mme waOna?

➢ (Ruthless, where is Ona’s mom?)

Me: (hands on my face) Shit!!!

The door swings open and she enters, wearing a Black Revealing Bodycon dress
with those Black knee length boot heels. She did those wet look curls.

She then hands me the keys.

Her: Thank you.

Silence

Thapelo: You did it?

Her: Yes

Us: What?!

Tumisho: Lioness

Her: (looking at us) I told y’all that I was going to do it.

Tumi: But why?

Her: Cause y’all were too slow and I promised

Ntokozo

It is now around 23h00 and I just finished showering. I lotioned my body, wore my
PJs and I go check on my dimes. They are all fast asleep.

As I enter our bedroom, I find Karabo leaning on the dressing table. He is shirtless
and is wearing his night grey sweatpants.
I walk to him and I hold him, with my hands travelling to his neck. He is just
looking at me.

Me: Sthandwa sami

Him:

Me: What’s the problem?

Him:

Me: Khuluma nami Mokoena

➢ (Talk to me, Mokoena)

He just looks at me.

Him: Why did you kill Mahlubi?

I untangle my hands and I move away.

Me: ‘cause I can

Him: Mama wabo, I am not joking around. Why?

Me: ‘cause y’all failed to. I did it because I couldn’t afford to bury another family
member. I killed him because he brought pain to my dimes. I did it because he
caused a lot of damage to Cube. I did it because I was protecting my family. I did it
because I was sending a message that no one messes with my family and gets
away with it, just like that. I did it for MaMokoena.

Him:

Me: (looking at him with tears) I told you that she will not die in vein. Nobody
messes with my family and goes untouchable, let alone my dimes.
I just push pass him, but he grabs my arm, aggressively. I look at him and I no
longer see him, the man I married is no longer there. All I see is Ruthless.

Me: Karabo, let go…

He grabs it even tighter.

Me: (flinching in pain) Karabo uyamngilimaza.

➢ (Karabo, you hurting me)

I am trying so hard to not be loud. I don’t want to wake up my dimes. It would be

very selfish of me to expose them to such.

Me: (screaming while biting my lower lip) Uhmm!

I am trying had to compress the screams by biting my lower lip. I am on the floor,
looking at him while holding my right cheek.

Silence in the room.

He heads to me and he pulls me to the bathroom. I try finding something to hold

on to but nothing is at reach.

He starts kicking me numerous times and all I did is compress my screams and
protect my upper body. He then kicks my arms so hard.

Me: (trying to not be loud) Ngiyaxolisa Mokoena… I am sorry Karabo.

He carries on kicking me.

Me: (scream) Karabo!!!

“What you love will be the end of you baby. Always know that Zinyane”

Those were Khulu’s last words. Now I know what she meant.

Insert 71

#Edited#

Narrator

Sandile: Manje sizoyenza njani?

➢ (What are we going to do now, brother?

Smanga: What’s there to do Sandile?

Vika: Kodwa bhuti?

➢ (But brother?)

A glass then smashes against the wall.

“Fuck!!!!!!”

The brothers are now shocked the reaction of their brother.

“Fuck Mokoena!!!”

Vuma: Bhuti, indlela phambili ithini?

➢ (Brother, what’s the way forward?)

“We will seek revenge.”

Vika: But how?

“We will kill them one – by – one. First, the young one… Cube to be specific. Then
his father, this brothers and the dear hot wife. He will be last”

Smanga: Are you crazy?! Lioness is a no go. She belongs to us.

“She is the one who pulled the trigger!!”

Sandile: But she could wipe us out within seconds bhuti.

Vika: Seconds? Nigga she could kill us in mini seconds!!!

Vuma: We will still have the clan to revenge us as well.

Vika: You idiot!!! When I said ‘us’ I mean the entire Clan

Vuma: Fuck…

“Y’all are idiots… we will go there, and revenge uBafo.”

Silence.

“are we clear?!”

Everyone: Yes/ sho/ Beast.

“Mxa… niyeke ukuziphathisa kwamadilozi. Amavaka!”

➢ (Mxa… Stop acting like women. Cowards!)

Mahlubi will not die in vein. I, Siyasanga Sbusiso Twala will revenge you Bhuti. Iso
ngeso!

➢ (… An eye for an eye!)

Trailor insert!!!

It is 23h47 and we are still by the car. He has his head on the starring wheel. Talk about a
wasted erection!!!

Him: When did she get here?

Me: I don’t know

Him: Didn’t she notify you?

Me: No, she didn’t. you know she never alerts on her arrival or departure.

Him: Yho… so how long are we going to stay in here?

Me: I don’t know shame… you enter first.

Him: (looking at me with his eyes wide open) why me? she is your mother mos.

Me: And you are her son in – law.

Silence

Him: Mara she has no timing… (pointing down there) Look at me.

Me: (like a crazy insane woman) All you could think of is your dick?!! Karabo, my mother saw
her daughter being fucked in a car!!!

Him: (attempting to talk)

Me: One word from you… ngizokutsipa amaSende.

He goes mute instantly. Ezolokhe engitshela ngaMbhibhi wakhe lah. Mxa!!!

…
Tumisho: (GROANING IN PAIN) Haaa!!! WTF?! Do you know who I am?

Sandile: (laughing) the mighty Tumisho Mokoena… what a nice way to meet again?

Things are tense at Phaaswa Digital Facility. Tumisho is already bleeding on his right tattooed
shoulder. But he is still fighting back. He is showing no sign of weakness… one of traits he
shares with his identical brother, Karabo.

Sandile: You see, Tumisho… ohh let me say, Tiger, I came back for what’s mine… where is the
big germ?

Tumisho: (chuckling) Whose germ are we talking about? The one that belong to Mokoena or
Twala?

Sandile charges to Tumisho but Vuma stops him.

Vuma: Bhuti, remember what we came here for…

Then foots steps heading to elevator are spotted…

Sandile: (shouting) follow her?!

Vuma, Vika and the other men rush out, heading to the footsteps.

They return with a young lady that is very light in complexion, wearing a white cocktail swing
dress that goes below her knees and half way her ankles. She has Christian Lourbatin heels on…
white ones. She is so shaky like a bird’s feather.

Sandile: (sly smile) slender thick girl… my… my… they say beauty comes in thick big girls but
beauty came with slender but thick thigh-ed girl today…

The girl: (shaky) Ple….ple…please, don’t hurt me

Sandile: Oh we won’t sweetheart… but it’s about to go down.

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Tumisho

I am by the office with these sons of bitches when this girl decides to do the opposite of what I
signaled her to do. I also don’t know her but I think she is one of the training lawyers here.

Me: Sandile, let the girl go… she has nothing to do with all of this…

Sandile: She has everything to do with this because she will help me set the headlines for
tomorrow: Mighty Millionaire Mokoena’s sex tape.

He then laughs sly-ish. He can’t do this, not to this innocent girl.

Sandile: (turning to the girl) Take off your clothes…

Her: (crying) Please…

Sandile: (drawing a gun at her) Take it off or I shot!!!

Frightened as she is, she takes off the dress, slowly.

Sandile: Faster… we don’t have the whole day!!!

She drops her dress to the floor, exposing her perfectly shaped fit body. She takes off the heels
too.

Sandile: And the underwear too!!!

Me: Fok marn… Yeyi, don’t do it…

Him: Stop your nonsense or I will shoot her head and blow her brains off. Now lie on the couch
and Mokoena get on top of her.

Me: I will do no such thing.

Him: Maybe these headlines will sound better, Dead body found at Phaaswa Digital Facility with
missing parts.

Fuck!!! The ultimatum!!!

Me: You won’t get away with this Sandile

Him: I already did now get on her… you (pointing at Vika) Record.

The girl lies on the couch and I get on top of her. I hate this. This poor girl is gonna get hurt for
my evil doings…

Me: (whispering in her ear) Don’t worry, I will act as if I am penetrating you…

She nods while holding her snobs back as she shakes, holding my back…

These men then notice that I wasn’t doing nothing to her

Sandile: Mokoena, don’t play your games here… I will shoot her for real…

I try fighting but the girl pulls me back to her

Her: (whispering) Sir, just do it otherwise they will kill us…

Me: Are you sure?

Her: Yes… just be gentle… I’m a virgin.

WTF?! No, I got to put an end to this… she pulls me back to her and she looks straight in my
eyes… I feel something.

Her: (SMILING) Do it Sir, please… I don’t want to die. By the way, I am Lungile

I look at her with regret and I do as requested…

Sandile: Yeses, ngathi ngizolandela la… buka intle njani le ngane bafo.

➢ (Yeses, I think I will be next. Look at how beautiful this young lady is, Brother)

Vuma: Uyishaye skhonkosin’ bafo.

➢ (Well said, brother)

Vika: Kodwa yafa ingane yabantu ngesende elikhulu likaMokoena, niyangibukisa kodwa?

➢ (Poor girl having to deal with Mokoena’s big dick… or am I imagining things?)

Msebe: Uphethe inkunzi malanga uMokoena ngale phansi

➢ (He has the big dog down there)

As I am done, I see tears by the corner of her eyes and a smile from her.

How the hell is she smiling while in such pain? I get dressed and covered Lungile with my shirt…

I spot Sandile smirking…

Him: Siyabonga Mokoena and ohh, Beast will be back for what your brother’s wife did

➢ (Thank you Mokoena and ohh, Beast will be back for what your brother’s wife did)

He attempts to leave
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Lungile

As I cover myself with his shirt flash… bone cracking and screams fill the room… then gun shots
numerous times.

I look up and I see him standing. I look around and I see dead bodies and blood all over. The
three men are dead… two with holes on the head and between the eyes but I don’t spot the
three guys that were all talking and all.

He looks at me…

Him: Stay down… I will check the coast.

I do as instructed and he leaves.

Walking is a mission to be honest. How did my life get to this point? I should have listened to
him when he said I should walk away slowly, forward me, I ran…

He re-enters…

Him: Are you okay?

Me: (getting up) I am okay Sir…

Him: Tumisho

I just smile…

I get dressed and fix my faux natural locs and I stand next to him, tall, very muscular build as he
is.

He is always intimidating, just like his brother. I always wonder how Ntokozo copes.
Him: Uhm… forgive me for what happened… please believe me when I say, I didn’t mean to
Lungile.

Me: (plastering a smile on my face while looking down) It’s okay. It is not your fault. Can I go
now?

Him: If you need anything… maybe some money, I can…

Me: (cutting him respectfully) No need sir, I didn’t sell my body to you. See you on Monday.

I then leave.

As I head out, the setting sun kisses my eyes and face. I then head to the taxi rank…

Hi, I am Lungile Tshambo, a 28 years old young woman. I am a law intern on her final year. I
work at Phaaswa Digital Facility. I don’t have much to say about me but Welcome to the turning
point of my life.

Tumisho

As I am waiting in my office, I take the phone they used to record and I smash it hard and I
microwave it by the staff kitchen.

I head back in and I find Karabo in there with my other brothers…

Karabo: What happened?

Tumi: Where is the girl?

Me: The girl left and rape happened here… caused by these dead bodies.

All: What!!!?

Me: Clean this up… I need to take care of something

Thapelo: Why should we?

Me: Must I remind you that you caused this with your germ and diamond business? The
Russians?

Thapelo:

Me: Ska mphephetsa Thapelo…

➢ (Don’t test me Thapelo)

Thabang is laughing while Karabo is observing everything. I know he has figured out everything.

Him: You lying Tumisho. It wasn’t the Russians.

Me:

Him: It was the Twalas

Everyone turns to him.

Tumi: Twalas?

He is still looking at me

Thabang: Twalas as in Mahlubi’s brothers?

Silence

Thabang: (chuckling in disbelief) Hehehehe… akupheli.

➢ (It never ends)

Karabo and I talk using our eyes. He then signals for me to go.
I then head to the car and I drive off to Bryanston.

Sho, Tumisho Mokoena here. I am the owner of Phaaswa Digital Facility and I am 35. Welcome
to my life.

…
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Lungile – The Hitman is the second of the Delusional Love series. The story is pure
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too. Otherwise, enjoy the book!!!

-Admin.
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Lungile

I am currently at Soweto. Well, not at the commune. I moved out after Ntokozo also moved
out. I had my reasons, reasons that led me to moving back with my mom and dad. I was very
easy to move back, I always pull the “I am your only child”.

Me: (opening the house door) Qhon’ qhon’. Ma, baba, I’m back.

Mom: SiUpstairs eLounge.

➢ (We are upstairs by the lounge.)

Me: Okay

I head up… I find them seated, no scratch that… cuddling while watching Uzalo.

Me: (pulling myself together) Sanibonani…

➢ (Greetings)

Mom got off dad.

Dad: Ahh, she had to ruin it for me.

Mom: (play hitting dad) Vuyani!!!

Me: (laughing) Xolo tata.

➢ (My apologies dad)

I laugh it off.

Ma: How was work?

Me: Exhausting as always… but success, we will chase.

Dad: That’s my girl.

Ma: so that means soon you will be moving out?

Me: Wow mama… wandigxotha nje?

➢ (Wow mama… you already kicking me out?)

Ma: Independence Lulu.

Me: (sarcastic) Wow Nobuntu… great parenting.

She then laughs.

Me: (chuckling) Well, ewe mama. Ndiyifumene indawo. IseParkhurst.

➢ (Well, yes mom. I have found a place at Parkhurst)

Ma: Ohh, is it a house?

Me: Mama, akhonto ethe… just an apartment.

➢ (Mama, it is nothing major, just an apartment)

Her: You know like… andina ngxaki Lulu nokuPurchasela a full house…

➢ (You know like… I don’t have a problem Lulu with purchasing a full house…)

Me: (interrupting her) Hayi mama

➢ (No, mama)

Her: But…

Me: Hayi mama.

➢ (No, mama)

Silence

Me: Mama, sithethile ngalento. I don’t want your empathy, nor your charity. Please.

➢ (Mama, we went through this. I don’t want your empathy, nor your charity. Please)
Dad: Nobuntu, just trust our baby for once. She is grown now.

Me: Thank you tata

Him: You know you can stay for as long as you want

Me: Oh my god…

Struggles of being the only child!!!

Me: Can y’all have trust in me for once?

Mom: Lulu, we do trust you. just that the world, we don’t trust it.

Dad: It is a very brutal place.

Me: (agreeing with dad) You have no idea lulu.

If only they knew that I have learnt that in a very hard way.

Me: I know and I will be fine, okay? Just let me grow, please?

Dad: Alright baby. Just always know that we are always there for you, okay?

Me: I know tata… I am moving out on Sunday plus… so don’t be shocked. Now, let me go and
get some rest…

I then head to my room.

I get in the en-suite bathroom and I take a bath. I am not a shower person. I love long bathes.
His cologne is still on me. I take off my clothes and I bath, with cold water… I feel numb and I
just need an adrenaline rush.

I am done bathing when I receive a call from unknown number… I left it ring… I am not in the
mood for talking with anyone. It rings for the second time and I answer.
~CONVO~

Me: Argg… this better be fucken good!!!

Voice: Who are you raising your voice at?

Oh my go-?!

Me: Lesego… I… uhm… sorry…

Him: E tswa

➢ (Come out)

He then hangs up… shit!!!

I rush downstairs… everyone is asleep.

I shuffle to the door, dreading the after effects of all this. I even forgot to wear a robe to cover
the short PJ’s I am wearing. I open the gate and there he is, leaning on the passenger door of
his old Polo.

I walk to him.

Me: (nervous) Lesego

He opens his arms for me to hug him. Hesitatingly, I hug him. He hugs me back but when I pull
away, he runs his right hand on my hair then he pulls it roughly, exposing my neck. I flinch in
pain…

Him: why do you smell like a man?

Me: (holding his hand) It is dad’s perfume.

He looks at me curiously then he let go. I move backwards.

Him: Your dad now has taste on expensive colognes?

Me: (laughing nervously) Have you forgotten that he is an Accountant?

Him: ohh… okay, bengizokubona.

➢ (Ohh, okay. I just thought to check up on you.)

Me: Ndiyabulela Sego

➢ (Thank you, Sego)

Him: How was your day?

Should I do it or… fuck this, I am doing it.

Me: Lesego, I can’t do this anymore…

Him: (standing up right) Do what?

Me: (stepping back) Angisakhoni ukuba nawe anymore…

➢ (I can’t be with you anymore)

Him: There is no such…

Me: SEE TO FINISH Leseg…

He slaps me and grabs my neck… as usual.

Him: That won’t happen, Lungile

Me: (struggling to breathe) Lesego…

He let go after a few seconds…

Me: (running inside) GOOD BYE Lesego.

He keeps calling my name out.

I close the gate and I head inside the house. I find my mom in the kitchen, drinking Red wine…
Her: Lesego?

Me: Can we not talk about it?

Her: I was 22 when your dad started hitting me too.

Me: Ma… please.

She looks at me shocked. I then head upstairs. I retire to my sleep.

Tumisho

I just took a shower. As I lotion my body, I can’t help but think of that gi… Lungile. I investigated
her.

Lungile Tshambo, the only child of Nobuntu Tshambo and Vuyani Tshambo. She lives in
Soweto… an average family, they are.

Bluubluubluu…

*Knock on the door*

Larona: Mokoena, o nale bayeti…

➢ (Mr Mokoena, you have guest)

Me: Okay…

I dress up to my cargo shorts and my slides.

I then head downstairs to the dining table, where I find my brothers, my sister, Ntokozo and my
dad there.

Me: Mammie

Nto: (smiling) Bhuti

She is seated next to Karabo, all cozy as always. Don’t they ever get enough of each other?

Me: Bakoena

My brothers: Mokoena.

Karabo is silent. He has always been the quiet one but this time he is too silent for his liking.

Me: Oratile

Her: Abuti.

Me: Kgosi

Dad: Mokoena

I then sit on the main chair, opposite my father’s.

Dad: Tumisho, ke utloile se etsahetseng…

➢ Tumisho, we heard about what happened…

I seat backwards, leaning on the supporter of the chair.

Dad: ho ile ha etsoa qeto, it is either the girl leaves the world of the commodities or we buy her
silence

➢ We then came to the decision, it is either the girl leaves the world of the commodities or
we buy her silence

Me: The girl will not die and we won’t buy her silence.

Thapelo: What do you mean?

Me: (looking at him dead serious) I won’t repeat myself…

Thabang: SE SE TLA TLISA MATHATA

➢ This will bring trouble

Me: (looking at him) The girl will live…

Dad: o na le bonnete ka sena?

➢ Are you sure about this?

Me: Yes, I am.

Nto: kea tšehetsa pono yaTumisho.

➢ I support Tumisho’s idea

Ora: Me too. We don’t kill woman

Nto: Plus, if the girl was a threat to us she would have already reported Tumisho.

Dad: But Makoti, what if it brings trouble?

Her: It won’t.

Silence

Dad: Tumisho, outside.

He stands up and heads outside to the back…

I look at Karabo who is so silent. It is so creepy. Is he judging me?

I let out a sigh and I follow him with my hands in the pockets. We get outside and we walk
down to the lake. Mind you, it is around 23h00. My backyard… well, there is no backyard limit
to me. I built my house close to a lake… probably 20 hectors of this land is my backyard. It is a
steep slope.

As we walk, he talks.

Him: Tumisho, hobaneng o sa batle ho bolaya ngwanana eo? na e kile ea u tšoenya hore e ka ba
tšokelo ho rona?

➢ Tumisho, why are you against the killing of this girl? Has it ever cross your mind that she
might be a threat to us?
Me: Kgosi, u ke ke ua utloisisa tšenyo le ka mohla

➢ King, you will never understand the damage

Him: bua… keng?

➢ Talk… what’s wrong?

Me: ke nkile borwetsana ba ngwanana eo…

➢ I took that girl’s virginity

He stops and looks at me speechless?

Him: u tseba joang?

➢ How do you know?

Me: she told me

Him: What if she is lying?

Me: ka tlhompho eohle, ha ke sethoto. ke tseba morwetsana ha ke kena

➢ With all due respect, I am not an idiot. I know a virgin when I enter one

Him: Yhoo… joale morero ke ofe?

➢ Yhoo… so what’s the plan?

Me: ke hloka ho lefa litšenyehelo tsa lelapa la hae

➢ I need to pay the damages to her family.

Him: Ehh… the truth?

Me: ha ke tsotelle seo hona joale. ke hloka ho lokisa sena pele

➢ We will see that when we cross the bridge… for now, I need to fix this.

Him: Who is this girl anyway?

Eish…
Me: You know her

Him: Who?

Me: Lungile

Silence

Him: Lungile as in MaVezi’s friend?

I look at him

Him: (in disbelief) O modimo wame… watseba Mme waOna?

Me: No, only Karabo knows.

Him: (looking up at the sky with his hands on the air) Aww Bakoena, ke dula ke rabela kere
don’t take me before time. Please ignore that prayer and take me now.

Silence

Him: if Mme waOna discovers this, she will kill you Tumisho

Me: I know

Him: Brutally.

Me: I know papa. I know.

He looks at me and we carry on walking.

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#Edited#

Karabo

We just arrived from Bryanston. She has been quiet since. I know what she is thinking of and I
want her to do so. I really want her to know the consequences of her actions.

Me: How does it feel?

Her:

She is seated on the carpet, facing the sliding door that leads to the balcony and I am leaning on
the dressing table, looking at her.

Me: How does it feel to know that someone got raped because of you?

Her:

She is just silent, numb if I may say.

Me: How does it feel, Mme waOna?

Her:

Me: I’m talking to you

Her:

Me: Ntokozo?!

Her: What do you want me to say? Ehh? You and I know those a lousy rhetorical questions.

Me: They are not

Her: Oh really? What are they then? Questions to boost my self – esteem or to drag me to the
grave?
Silence

Her: (getting up) Mxa… y’all are just ungrateful. Forgetting that I was doing it for this family.

She heads out of the room.

Ntokozo

I am at the backyard, assembling the silencer into the gun. I just need this right now so it is the
only way to do this without waking the kids. You all will understand why I am like this, one day.

I have emptied the gun and he then appears. He is standing behind me as I empty the second
load. He is very close. Mxa!!!

Me: Here to drag me down again?

Him:

Me: (turning) If you are, you might as well do it now before I empty the third load.

Him: You really don’t learn, hey?

Me: (headed to the set – up table to fill the gun again) Learn what exactly?

Him: You really ain’t willing to own up to your mistakes?

Me: I swear Karabo, if you say it is my fault again, I will empty this load on you.

Him: (chuckling) Still as feisty as the first time we met.

I just roll my eyes.

Him: I don’t like that

Me: (looking at him blankly) What do you want Karabo? You just disturbing my peace.

Him: I spoke to Tumisho.

Me: (rolling my eyes) Oh god.

Him: (serious asf) I don’t like that at all.

Me:

Him: He told me everything.

Me: (rolling my eyes) He told you that I caused the whole thing and bluh… bluh… bluh… bluh… I
am at fault. I brought the TWALAS BACK AND ALL.

Him: are you willing to listen or not?

Me: (loading the gun) I don’t want to hear it ‘cause I already know it will break me and so far,
that is what you trying to do… break me.

Him: Sthandwa sami, that is not what I am trying to do

Me: Oh really?

Him: I am trying to make you realize what happens when you go against me and do things on
your own.

Me:

Him: (getting close to me) Mama, I always told you that we are a team. Now this happens.

He has a point but… nevermind.

He attempts to hold my waist but I move backwards.

Him: (looking at me) Mama kaOna, I love you more than anything, more than life on its own.

Me: And you have a weird way of showing it.

Him: I know and I am sorry…

Me: Sorry? Karabo, your sorry will never take away the pain you caused me. Your sorry will not
take away the bruises and scars you implanted on me. Your sorry will not heal me.

Him: Mama…

Me: (tearing up) Karabo, I almost died

Him: Mama I am sorry.

Me: (crying) I had to battle with making you stop while stomaching every kick and every punch.

Him: (walking to me) I am sorry Nto.

Me: (interrupting him) I fucken had to compress my screams so that the kids to find out that
daddy is hitting mommy…

He then hugs me while I punch his chest.

Me: (crying) I almost died Karabo… because of you.

Him:

He restrains me.

Me: (crying) I am still left wondering why… why do you do that to me? What did I do? Is it me?
Am I not enough?

Him:

Me: For fuck’s sake, you left me questioning my worth.

Him:

Me: (crying while hitting his chest) Why? Why Karabo? Am I a bad wife? Am I not worthy of
your love? Am I not a great mother?! Why???

Him: I’m sorry Mama

Me: Stop saying those words.

Him: I am sorr…

Me: No, you not.

Him: I am

Me: No, you not!!!

Him:
Me: I hate you, Karabo Mokoena.

Him:

Me: (pushing off his embrace) I hate you.

I then head back to the house.

All he knows is to say those stupid words that he doesn’t mean at all. He got me hospitalized for
3 whole months… 3 months!!! With a broken arm, few broken ribs and bruises and scars all
over. What makes me more pissed off is that he fucken told the family that I attempted to kill
myself… Now, why would I jump off the balcony?!!!! The guilt of this girl that Tumisho raped is
nothing compared to the guilt I live with every day of marrying this man… worse, having
children with him!!!

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#Edited#

Lungile

I just arrived at work. I am by my office, yes, I have an office here because I am one of the best
intern lawyers at Phaaswa Digital Facility.

I am just thinking of what I will need for the apartment. Yes, I moved in last night. Shit, I still
have to take these files to Mr Mokoena. I just don’t wanna face him right now. well, it is now or
never.

I head to his office… am I dressed appropriate though? I am wearing a white long sleeve
bodysuit and I twinned it with a red maxi swing skirt and a pair of white, court pump heels. I
tied down my locs.

I knock…

Him: (from inside) Yeah…

I then head in. I close the door.

Me: (serious face) Good morning Sir… I brought these files that need your approval.

He looks at me then I hand him the files. He takes them and as I attempt to leave…

Him: Lungile?

Me: Sir?

Him: Are you okay?

Me: (smiling) Yes, I am.

Him: Please don’t shut me out?

Me: (smiling) I am not…

Him: lunch?

Me: Uhm… i…

Him: I am not taking no for an answer.

Me: (disbelieve LAUGH) Okay… anything else?

Him: Can I have your heart?

My eyes widen…

Him: (smiling) I’m joking… that will be all Ms Tshambo.

Me: Okay.

I then head out, straight to the office. I then carry on with my analyzing task.

Tumisho

It is almost Lunch time so I decided to buy some Starbucks Caramel Frappuccino, coffee and
two slides of Cheesecake and I head to her office.

I knock and I enter. She is by the computer.

As I enter she turns to me and smile.

Her: You actually came?

Me: (smiling) Yes ma’am

She giggles and I take a seat. I hand her the Caramel Frappuccino and the cheesecake slide.

Her: (taking her food) Thank you.

Me: No problem.

She looks at the food then me then the food again…

Me: (chuckling) Chillas… I didn’t put anything there… I didn’t poison you.

I then take the Frappuccino and I drink it…

Me: See?

Her: (smiling) I didn’t say you did njena

Me: (chuckling) Your face has it all.

She smile and she drinks her drink.

I can’t help but notice her strong black small eyes, long lashes and her two toned lips. This girl is
mooi people.

Her: So what’s your story Mr Mokoena?

Me: (smiling while playing with the cheesecake) I just can’t forgive myself for what I did to you.

She keeps quiet for a while…

Her: To be honest, you are not at fault here… I should have listened to you when you instructed
me to walk slowly. I told you to do that to me. Don’t feel guilty Sir… I just happened to be at the
wrong place at the wrong time.

Me: But…

Her: No buts… stop feeling guilty, you did nothing wrong, please.

I keep quiet for a while…

Her: (smiling) Why are you quiet?

Me: (chuckling) You amaze me… after all that, you still keep a smile on your face and comfort
me? wow…

Her: (giggling) To be honest, I don’t regret that at all. I mean I was bound to break it so yeah…

We then carry on chatting.

Lungile

It is around 20h00 and I am still by the office.

The work is a lot so I want to reduce it. The heels are killing me so I decide to take out my white
slippers and wear them. Thirst is killing me so I decide to go to the staff kitchen to get some
warm water. I gulp on the first glass then I second… while at the third one, I feel arms around
my waist. I turn… oh shit. I choke on the water… I cough a bit then I move backwards.

Me: No no no no no…

Him: Lungile Tshambo… since when do you block my numbers?

I step back and he steps forward.

Him: You block me on socials too?

I then reach the counter… he looks at me.

He then touches my cheek.

Him: uyangifebela, ungidelele, ungizibe?

➢ (You cheat on me, disrespect me and ignore me too?)

Me: I…. uhm…

He raises his hand and he slaps me hard across my check and another followed. He then
dragged me by my hair to the ladies room. He then throws me on the floor. I slam against the
floor, banging it hard. He then starts kicking me. Next thing I know, there are broken glasses on
the floor. He makes me stand by pulling my hair.

Me: Lesego!!!

He then makes me look at him while grabbing my neck…

Him: Say you love me

Me:

Him: (shouting) Say it!!!

Me: I will never admit to something I can never do again.

He then throws me on the floor, right ontop of the broken pieces of glass. I flinch in pain and he
starts kicking me all over my body.

He takes out his belt and he hits me with it as I scream… the more I scream, the more he hits
me with it.

He stops…

Him: I will be back… uze nyakaze.

➢ (I WILL BE BACK… I dare you to move.)

He leaves the bathroom. I then head out, running to the stairs and I head out of the building. I
spot a taxi outside…

I enter and just like that, I escape death again, in the hands of the same person.

…
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#Edited#

Ntokozo

Larona: Mama, I really want some cotton candy.

Me: (laughing while rubbing his curls) Cube, we have been through this. You will not be having
any more candy. It is night time and I don’t want you going bazzor on me.

Him: Mara mama.

Me: No buts Cube. Plus it is pasted bedtime. You need to sleep.

Him: E fela Mama…

➢ (But mom..)

More trouble…

Ona: (walking in) Wawa, leave me alone.

Wawa: But…

They all jump into Lala’s bed, with Ona obtaining the middle space.

Me: Guys… we spoke about this and didn’t I just tuck you in?

Ona: You did but we want to be with Cube.

Wawa: Yeah, plus it is tomorrow is not school so we good.

Me: Eish… okay. Only for tonight.

Lala: Sounds like a broken disc

Me: (laughing) Hahaha… very funny. Now, come on. Time to say your prayers.
They all kneel on the bed…

Me: Haa.ah. No...

Ona: But mama…

Me: On the floor.

Wawa: Mama

Me: Warona…

He gets off the bed and knee down on the floor.

Me: Don’t make me count.

They still resistant

Me: 5… 4… 3… 2…

Them: Okay… okay…

They get down while giggling. I join them on the floor.

Me: (helping them out) Oh Father…

They then say their prayers.

Karabo

I am looking at them pray. They are now finished.

Nto: Now, on the bed.

They all climb on Lala’s bed with Ona being in the middle.

Nto: Now my dimes, mommy needs to get some sleep too so it is TKO time for y’all until 7am.
Good night my pumpkins.

She kisses Wawa’s forehead and cheek…

Him: Good night Mama.

She kisses Ona’s forehead and cheek…

Her: Good night Mammie

She attempts to kiss Cube…

Him: (pushing away) No mama, I am old for that.

Her: Says who?

Him: Says my girlfriend. Only she can kiss me.

Her: Oh really?

Him: Yes.

Her: (attacking him with a hail of tickles) Oh really?

Him: (laughing) Mama… stop… stop… ahhhh!!! Mama… I am joking!!!

She then pulls all of them in for the tickle fight. They then overpower her…

Her: (laughing) Okay… okay… okay… I’m sorry… stop!!!

They all stop.

Her: Y’all win. Not fair.

Them: Yey!!!

Her: (getting up) Not fair guys… Nto fair!!!

She kisses Cube’s forehead and cheek

Him: Good night Lioness.

They all then sleep, cuddling Ona.

Nto switches on their side lamp then heads to the door. She spots me.

Her: (going out) Can you please switch off the main light and close the door?

I do as she says and I follow her to our room.

We enter, I close the door and activate the soundproof system.

Her: Don’t…

Me: (confused)

Her: Don’t enable the soundproof system.

Me: I won’t hurt you Nto.

Her: Just disable it Karabo, please.

I sigh and so as she says.

She puts on her PJs and she gets in the bed. I do the same.

Me: I am sorry Mama…

Her: (chuckling) Quoting the words of your Cube, “Sounds like a broken disc”

I just look at her.

Her: Karabo, I don’t need your apology. I need to see change. I need to see the man that I
dated, the man that I married, the father of my dimes, not the King.

Me: But that was Karabo, not Ruthless.

Her: No. I dated Ruthless, not Karabo. I dated Ruthless, not Karabo. I had my dimes with
Ruthless, not Karabo. I know Ruthless, not Karabo.

Silence

Her: Karabo… I just recently met Karabo and he is a coward. He enjoys hurting the ones he love.
He loves hitting me. He is scared to even put his babies to sleep.

Me: But…

Her: Leon, I just want my Ruthless back. I want the man that saw no competition in small boys. I
want the man that stood his ground without the use of violence, inflicted to me. I want the man
that always stood by me, the man that used to say, “Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?” not the
man that says “I love you”.

Me:

Her: I want the man that used to take me on ice cream dates or late night ride, the man that
would change and be one of the girls for me so that I could vent, the man that was my gossip
buddy. And that man is Ruthless, quite the opposite of the name when it comes to family.

Everything flashes back.

Her: The man that would have told me… Mama, I am proud of you. the man that wouldn’t lay
his hand on me, no matter how bad the situation is.

I look at her.
She then pats the empty side of the bed. I then sit there as she stands and hug me.

Her: I want us to walk out of that door tomorrow morning siRight… but all of that is in your
hands Baba kaWawa.

I look up at her.

Me: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa nhliziyo?

Her: (smiling) Uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

I then hug her very tight.

Me: Stop doing that

Her: What?

Me: The neck rubbing. You know what it does to me in situations like this.

Her: (giggling) Askies…

I really missed her giggles.

…
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#Edited#

Lungile

I decided to call in sick today… my body aches so much.

I have been in this apartment the whole day, specifically my room. I am wearing an oversize
black sweatpant and a black hoodie. I switched off my phone. I know it is the dumbest thing to
do but I’m tired. I wish this day was longer but hey, we can never run away from our problems.

I hear a knock on the front door. I quickly wipe my tears and I head to the door. I wait a bit…
what if it is Lesego?!

Voice: Lungile, I know you are in there. Open please.

How did he know that I leave here? I unlock the door and I walk in. He follows me. I seat by the
kitchen high chairs. He does too.

Him: Hey? What’s wrong?

Me: Hi and I am in pain… stomach pain and my feet are swollen.

Him: (concerned) What?

Me: Yeah… just cramps nje…

He stands up and stands next to me. I fix my hoodie properly… he attempts to feel my stomach
but I flinch in plain. He looks at me puzzled…

Him: (serious face) Lungile

Me: uhm?

Him: Raise that hoodie.

Me: Intoni?
 ➢ (What?)

Him: I won’t repeat myself.

I remove it hesitantly with my eyes glued to the floor.

Him: WTF?! Who did this to you?

Me: My ex…

Him: Name?

Me: Lesego Pule

He takes the hoodie out… yonke.

I actually feel uncomfortable with him staring at my body… I know it is not in that way but still…
it makes no difference.

Him: are these the only ones?

I slowly refuse using my head… he takes a deep sigh then hugs me.

I hug back. He pulls away…

Him: When did this happen and where exactly?

Me: Last night at the office. I was working late night so I took a break to drink water and when I
was still at it… he appeared and yeah… he did it and dragged me to the ladies’ restroom and he
hit me with his belt and I fell on the broken gla…

He then hug me again. This time it was long.

Him: Don’t worry… pack your stuff… I will be by the door, okay?
I just nod and went to the bathroom. I don’t know where he is taking me but at this point, I
don’t care.

Tumisho

I am on the call with Karabo

~CONVO~

Him: Mang?

➢ (Who?)

Me: Lesego Pule

Him: Okay…

Me: Fix the chamber…Today, it is gonna work, big time.

Tumi: (From the background) At long last

Me: Get it ready… send Rufflus and Lindani to do get him alive and healthy.

~END OF CALL~

My queen then heads to me with her suitcases. I take them with one hand and the other I hold
her hand. To my house.

I am now at the warehouse. I left Lungile with Ntokozo, at her house. She said she will be fine. I
bought her painkillers and ointment for her bruises.

I enter the chamber room and my brothers are there… along with the man and Tumi. The
mother**ck is on the chamber chair.

Me: Ofentse Kau

Him: (crying)Hawu… ngiyacela angazi lutho. I am just a hustler

➢ I don’t know nothing. I am just a hustler

Me: A hustler that beats up my property?

I see fear in her face

Him: (pleading) Unamanga… I wouldn’t do that

➢ She is lying… I wouldn’t do that

Me: Don’t push me… I saw everything… the bruises, the footage, the cuts, should I go on?

Him:

Me: Lungile Tshambo… do you know her?

Him: (eyes wide with fear) ngiyaxolisa grootman… I am sorry.

➢ I am sorry….

Me: Iso ngeso nsizwa yakhithi

➢ An eye for an eye.

Him:

Me: How is your sister?

Him: No no no no

Me: Yeah… ulimaze umfazi wami, wabe usuphika… uthi unamanga. Now, I want you to feel the
pain. Bheka…

➢ Yeah… you hurt my wife, then you denied it… saying she is lying. Now, I want you to feel
the pain. Watch…

I turn on the TV…

Him: No… cela nimuyekeleni… thathani mina kwangcono.

➢ No… let her go, please… take me instead.

Me: (smirking) Kulumisa okwendoda manje.

➢ Now you are talking.

My brothers and Tumi then bash him up, big time while I watch. Well, I am watching with
Karabo. I mean, he was never going to bash someone for me, not anyone for that matter. After
all, he works for no one.

After they had their fun, I stop them…

Me: My turn.

I take the cutter machine and I hold his hand down then I slice his index finger…

Him: (screaming) HAAAA!!!! AHAAA!!!!! MAMA!!!!! HAYI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

His finger drops to the floor.

Me: That is for grabbing her hair.

I then take the gun an I shoot his thigh

Me: That is for pushing her to the ground

I take methanol and I pour it in the wounded thigh

Him: (groaning in pain) Haaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!

Me: That is for pushing her to the broken glasses.

I take out the pocket knife and I stab his other thigh

Me: That is for the slaps.

He groans in pain. I stab his left arm

Me: For the punches

I stab the other arm

Me: For saying she lied and this one will be for touching her and the belt too…

I hold up his head and I slice his neck, slowly while he coughs out blood and takes his last
breathes. As the knife pierce through his flesh, I feel relieved as to revenging my queen. He
takes his last breath.

Thabang: Damnit… I am never gonna say anything about Nto ever again.

Thapelo: (looking at this dead body) He deserved it.

Tumi: I high agree too

Me: Clean up… I got someone’s daughter to make mine.

Karabo: (Also leaving) I also have a wife and children to be home with.

Tumi: (whistling) Hayi, we really hit ground floor.

We all laugh.

Tumi: greet Lioness’s dimes for me.

Karabo: Voestek.

Tumi: Hawu

Karabo and I then exit…

Him: I am proud of you.

Me: (chuckling) Thanks Monna.

Him: I haven’t told Mme waOna the identity of the girl.

Me: I think we need to tell her before she hears it from someone else.

Him: Yeah… I mean, what are the odds of her killing you?

Me: Uhhh 1000%

We laugh.

Him: Tumisho, I know I have been weird lately… especially after that incident. Monna, I will
never judge you, not at all. You are my brother, my identity thief

I chuckle. Yeah, that’s how much we look so alike.

Him: I would never judge you, nor criticized you. I may be like the eldest but I will always be
there for you Monna… always.

Me: I appreciate that abhuti, highly.

Him: (stretching out his hand for a handshake) Always

Me: (accepting) And Forever.

Him: Now race to Bryanston?

Me: Via Parkhurst.

He chuckles and we take off

Me: Hayi, wa roba wena.

➢ (You are a cheater)

Karabo: (CHUCKLING) Oh no… blame it on your slow car.

Me: Never

Karabo: Just face it… BMW i8 is faster than that GTI

Me: Mxm.

We enter and we find Lungile and Ntokozo by the kitchen chairs, laughing. They are eating hot
wings, dunked in honey. We walk to them.

Karabo heads to Ntokozo and they share a kiss while I hug Lungile and kiss the top of her head.

Me: Mme waOna

Nto: (smiling) Abhuti.

Me: Mama

Lulu: Hey…

Me: How are pains?

Her: (smiling) Better…

Karabo: Lungile.

Her: (smiling) Karabo.

Karabo: (looking at Nto) Mama, are you tired?

Nto: (smiling) Yeah

Karabo: Let’s get that fixed.

We hear footsteps… trouble!!!

Them: Papa!!!

Larona and Warona head to Karabo while Ona rushes to be. i lift her up and Karabo lifts the
boys.

Me: Hello Princess

Her: Papa, I want candy

Me: okay then. Let’s get that fixed.

I head to the sweet cupboard with her and I pop some Maynard’s wine gummies in her little
mouth while I also eat some.

Nto: What are y’all eating?

Me: (turning around) Nothing

They are all looking at me and Ona. Karabo still has the boys in his arms.

Karabo: Tumisho, what are you eating?

Me: Nothing

Lungile is laughing.

Ona: (taking out the candy from her mouth) Uhmm, this is nice.

Karabo: Is that a wine gummy?

Everyone is quiet, even the boys.

Cube: Oh, it’s about to go down.

Wawa: (in an Indian accent) Oh this is terrible tragedy

Karabo: 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

Ntokozo: (with the biggest smile ever) Tumisho, please put Ona down.

I do as told.

Nto: (Still smiling) Ona, go to Ruthless and your brothers.

She does so.

Nto: (still smiling) Now my dimes, cover your ears.

They do so.

Nto: (still smiling) Lungile, please hand me the wooden pin.

She does so too.

Me: Wait, you are not going to hit my baby with that, right?

Her: (getting up) Ohh no, I wouldn’t hit my dimes. But I am definitely going to do it to you!!!

She then starts chasing me.

Me: (running) I am sorry…

Her: (shouting while chasing me) it is fucken 8pm Tumisho and you feeding her sweets?!!!

She chases me and as I pass Karabo, I hit the ground.

Karabo: (sarcastic) Oops!!!

Me: Shit!!! Askies Mama wabo!!!!!

Lungile

I am by the living room with Tumisho.

Him: (flinching in pain) Uhhh…

Me: Sorry…
I carry on applying the Johnson and Johnson ointment.

Him: (flinching again) I am starting to think you doing this on purpose.

Me: (laughing) Sorry…

Him: Mxm

Me: (laughing) It is not my fault that you decided to give Ona sweets at 8pm. What were you
even thinking?

Him: She pulled the soft move. She always does that. Too bad this time she sold me out to her
mom.

Me: (laughing) Don’t forget the father

Him: Mxm… Karabo will always be Karabo.

I laugh and I carry on applying the ointment.

Him: (moving away) Hayi ngeke… yekela Lungile.

Me: Hawu

Him: Hayi hayi hayi hayi hayi… ngingaze ngife amapain.

I laugh.

Me: (laughing) Nxa suka. Usaba eziPain ezincinci soh?! Sudlala ngami.

Him: ezincinci?

Me: (laughing) ewe

He then tackles me to the couch and he starts tickling me.

Me: (laughing) Hayi!!! Ima!!! Tumisho!!! Tumisho, marn!!! Khawume!!! Okay okay oaky!!!
He then stops…

He is still ontop of me.

Me: (giggling) Sorry kerh.

Him: (laughing) Kanti you are so afraid of being tickled?

Me: (laughing) Kanti you are so afraid of Ntokozo?

We laugh then he looks deep into my eyes.

Him: (serious) I ain’t trying to rush things with you Lulu but I want to tell you today that I love
you, a lot.

I look at him and my hand ends up on his face.

Me: I know, Tumisho. I always knew.

He looks confused.

Me: You might have said a thing or two to Ntokozo when she was heavily pregnant and she spilt
it out before labor.

He then laughs… his perfect smile is very attractive.

My phone then rings. I reach for it on the table, still maintaining the same position with
Tumisho.

Incoming call: Ntokozo

I put her on loud speaker.

~CONVO~

ME: Hello.

I then hear noise at the background.

Nto: Please kill Tumisho for me.

Me: (laughing) Hayibo.

Her: Can you listen to what I am going through?

Karabo: What we going through

Her: hayi marn Karabo, you were screaming along with them njena?

Karabo: Haa baby… mina?

Her: Ohh god, put Tumisho on the speaker.

Me: You are already on loud speaker.

Her: Tumisho…

Him: Ma.

Yes, you heard it right. That is what they all call Ntokozo. If not Ma, it is either Mammie or
Mama.

Her: How are the bruises?

Him: They are still painful.

Her: I actually wished I hit you harder

I laugh
Him: Haa mara…

Her: Mara ini Tumisho? Nigga, it is 00h08, way pasted their bedtime and they are…

We then hear hauls…

Her: Eish… Karabo!!! Ngizozishaya lezingane zakho, kabuhlungu futhi!!!!

Karabo: Baby, I am trying

Her: Trying kuphi when you are also hauling nabo?

Karabo: If you can’t beat them, join them.

We then hear the loudest haul ever.

Her: I don’t know if I am miscalculating the situation at hand but with the pitches and frequency
being presented here, what do you think will be the estimated durations in minutes of me
getting out of here and at what speed or velocity will I need to travel at? ‘cause the
longitudinal waves reflected at this house are killing me… not to mention the echo reflecting
everything 10 x.

Tumisho: Wow, I thought you studied law and not science

Her: Argh, this call was pointless.

“AWWWWWWWW” at the background.

Nto: don’t y’all want to adapt me for just the night?

We laugh.

Me: Friend , just get them warm milk and make them work hard, just to reduce their energy.

Her: Eish, okay. Bye and wena Tumisho, I am still coming for you.

~End of call~

We look at each other and we burst into laughter.

Me: (laughing) I would also love so candy

Him: (laughing) Follow me ma’am.

We then head to the kitchen. He looks in the candy cupboard.

Him: Wait, I am very sure I have Smarties in here.

Me:

Him: Ohh no.

Me: What?

Him: Ntokozo is going to kill me.

Me: Why?

Him: The kids stole three boxes of Smarties in here.

Me: Ohh, tragedy. Can I write the obituary?

He gives me the “not funny” look.

Me: (laughing) Sorry kerh. i mean, It can’t be that worse.

Him: Yeah, it can’t be.

Ntokozo

Oh my god!!! This is so frustrating. I am so exhausted. For fuck’s sake I was at work and I need
to be a work at 8am and it is now 01h37 and I am still up, and the kids are soo soo soo up too.
Mzuzu this man of mine is even supporting these trouble makers. Don’t get me started on the
headaches!!!!

Karabo: Baby, come join in. it is fun.

He pulls me to the sitting room and…

“Surprise!!!!” the kids

I can’t breathe!!!!

Me: (losing my breathe) Catch me Leon, I’m about to pass out.

Ntokozo

I open my eyes and scan my surroundings. Oh great!!! I am in our main bedroom. As I sit up…

The kids: Mama!!!!

They headed my way…. The echo!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ona: Are you okay?

Wawa: Is the headache better?

Lala: You good?

I look at them.

Me: I know what y’all did.

They look down

Me: your actions has serious consequences. Aunt Nelisa will not be coming in today, meaning
y’all will be cleaning up your mess along with the playroom, indoor cinema and your rooms.

Them: Not fair

Me: it isn’t a suggestion… it is a command. And first thing in the morning, y’all will take down
that tent.
Them: but…

Me: I dare y’all to say a single word and I will be cancelling your trip to Papa Tumisho’s house
for 3 months.

Silence

Me: Thought as much. Now out.

They exit my room and Karabo enters.

Him: Mama

Me: the biggest wolf in the pack.

He laughs and kisses my forehead.

Me: y’all almost gave me a heart attack

Him: Drama

Me: Nigga, I collapsed. I mean, what’s with that tent vele?

Him: it is our cave.

Me: (sleeping) That tent better be gone when I wake up.

Him: (Chuckling) Good night nhliziyo

Me: Good night Papa wolf

He chuckles and he heads out to tuck the kids to bed and I then retire to my daily death.

…
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Lungile

It is around 10pm and I am by the kitchen, busy on my phone. Well, Tumisho went to work and
I am off today. I am super bored I won’t lie. What can I do vele?

I am by the door of Nto’s home. Yeses, I can never get used to this house. Of all the clan’s
houses, Karabo’s mansion is the biggest and most outstanding one. It is like a mall. The
architect… priceless!!! Don’t even get me started on the interior. This man is filthy rich and very
successful. He is just… I don’t know… never outsmarted. It is like he was born with it.

I ring the bell and the door opens…

Larona: Mama Lungile, please take me away… please!!!

Me: And then? The gloves and apron?

Him: Mama is making us clean the entire house

Me: What did y’all do?

Him: We…

“Larona!!! Don’t make me count!!!”

He then runs back in and I follow.

Me: Yeses!!! What happened here?!

Nto: The wolf pack happened.

I then spot Ona and Wawa…

Me: (laughing) Ahh shame!!!! Nto have mercy on them… look at them.

They are also on their aprons, gloves and gumboots. They are carrying feather dusters, and they
also have small buckets and mops.

Nto: Nah, they didn’t show me mercy last night.

Me: where is Abhuti Karabo?

Her: He is upsides, cleaning too.

Me: Ehh, you serious?

Her: (leading me to the kitchen aisle) Yes. (to Larona) Larona, you go clean the living room and
Ona, you clean the seating room and Warona, you wipe the counters and dust the furniture.

They all head to their stations, while dragging their feet and Nto and I sit on the high
customized kitchen chairs.

Me: Anyways, how are you sthandwa?

Her: Breathing and you?

Me: (smiling) Happily taken.

Her eyes widen

Her: You lie…

I just shake my head while laughing…

Her: Spill the entire beans woman.

I then tell her everything.

Her: (Eyes out) haibo… you saying he raped you?

Me: Well, it wasn’t out of his will. He was being threatened too. It was more of an ultimatum

She claps her hands in disbelief while chuckling.

Her: Sisi, you are finally deflowered.

Me: (laughing) yeah nerh…

We carry on chatting over wine when Karabo heads downstairs. He is wearing those Navy blue
silk Adidas sweatpants, white polo long sleeve T – Shirt and he accommodated the look with
Navy blue Jonathan D slides. This man can dress boh!!! I still can’t get over how he and Tumisho
look so alike. They are like identical twins, even their habits link. Well, you can tell them apart
by their personalities. Tumisho has his times when he smiles and jokes around while Karabo is
always the serious and quiet one.

He reaches us.

Him: (heading to Nto) Lungile…

Me: Bhuti

Him: (Kissing Ntokozo while holding her waist) Mama.

Nto: (Smiling) Sthandwa sami.

Nchhoo man!!! This couple!!! They have been married for almost 6 years but they never get
tired of each other, instead their love grows every day. You wouldn’t say they have problems
shame. They are still like how they were 6 years ago. I so crave their love shame!!!

I am back at home and I am cooking diner. It is around 8pm so he must be on his way back. I
didn’t make anything major just Garlic and Ginger roasted chicken with some Pepper and corn
stir fry rice, gravy and peppers with Basal salad.

“I can get used to this”

He says that hugging me from behind. I actually didn’t hear him come in.

Me: (giggling) Don’t ‘cause it is temp buddy.

Him: (chuckling) Wow… Buddy.

I turn and look at him. Damn!!! I now understand what Lina was saying shame!!! May my
friend’s soul rest in peace.

Him: (looking at me) I really missed you.

Me: (smiling) Oh really?

Him: (biting his lower lip) Shit…

He then attacks me with a kiss, an intense one. I give in while running my hands to his neck and
hair. He tightens his grip on my waist. Shit!!!

Flashback…

Me: (screaming) Lesego, you are hurting me!!!

Lesego just grabs my waist so tight, compressing it.

Me: (screaming in agony) Lesego, my stitches!!!

End of Flashback…

I then pull away from the kiss and I clear my throat while looking down.

Me: Uhm… dinner will be ready in a few.

He looks at me…

Him: (softly) Lungi, I am not him.

He strokes my chin gently, making me look at him.

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) I am not him sthandwa sami. I would never hurt you, ever.

Silence

Him: I am very sorry sthandwa senhliziyo yami. Ungixolele Mama.

Shit, how does he do that?!!

Him: (kissing the top of my head while hugging me tight) I love you Mama

Me:

Him: Forever and always.

I really want to say I love you but isn’t it too early for that?

…
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Lungile

It is around 3am and I can’t sleep. I have been tossing and turning. I don’t know why coz I am a
very deep sleeper but I assume it is the thirst. It happens a lot to be honest, but anyways, let
me go get some water.

I head downstairs and as I approach the kitchen, I find him there. He is leaning backwards on
the counter, ankles crossed and hands in his pockets. He is wearing grey sweatpants and he is
shirtless.

Okay, I feel nervous all of the sudden.

Me: Can’t sleep?

I say walking in the kitchen, slowly heading to the tap with a glass. He then raises his head…

Tumisho: Nah… just taking a break from working, wena?

Me: (filling the glass with water) Thirst.

He nods then I carry on filling the glass.

As I gulp on the glass of water, I spot him staring at me. Okay, I don’t like that. I mean, I am not
overly dressed coz I am wearing my long pants oversize silk PJ’s.

Guys, I am still embarrassed by that incident… just that the flashback of Lesego doing that to
me…

Me: (nervously smiling) Is there something wrong?

Silence… he is still staring at me. I place the glass down coz my palms are now sweating of all
the tension.

I attempt to leave…
Him: Lulu…

Yeses…

Me: Uhm?

Him: Why did you stay with Lesego for so long?

Me: (looking down) well, at first it was nice… it was all love but then he changed all of the
sudden. He started beating me up. I tried leaving but he always got his ways to force me to stay
with him and… and… and… I don’t know.

Him: (confused) you don’t know?

Me: Can we not talk about it, if it is okay.

Him: yeah…

He then opens his arms.

Him: Come here.

Reluctantly, I do as instructed. He then hugs me tight. I don’t know but I feel safe when he hugs
me. I just feel free.

Him: Promise me you will not let go…

Me: let go?

Him: the hug

Me: okay… I won’t

Him: (sighs) Ngiyakuthanda Lungile… kakhulu futhi. I don’t know if it is too early to say this but I
just couldn’t wait anymore. I want you to be mine forever.

What…
I think of pulling out of the hug but I remember I promised not to. Whoa… I know he has said
this before but why does it feel real this time?

Wait… what if he is saying it to buy my silence after that thing? What if he is just saying it nje? I
think I am hyperventilating right now… struuu. Doesn’t he even have a wife or girlfriend?

Him: I know it is so much but please say something.

Me: Uhm… I don’t think it is the….

Him: (pulling away from the hug but still holding my waist) Please think of it kerh…

He then looks at my eyes then my lips then my eyes again. Damnit… it is actually the first time I
be this close to him. He got odd eyes? Wow… the left on is black and the other one is brown…
hazel brown. The…

Tumisho

Her lips are so soft, cold and they taste like sweet blackberry syrup. As I pull back from the kiss,
she is so shocked.

Me: Please think of it. Think it through mama.

Her: Okay. Good night.

She then leaves. Yeses, this girl is my wife. I am telling you.

Lungile

I am in my room, thinking. Why didn’t I pull out of the kiss? Now he is going to think I am the
town’s bicycle… that every man that comes to my life, I kiss… Argh!!! I swear… I thought the
heart was the stupidest organ in my body, jokes on me, my brain is the dumbest. And why isn’t
this sleep coming? Did someone send the sleep on vacation coz wow… I am dying…
…

Ntokozo

Karabo is cuddling with me by our room, while we watch Nobody’s Fool.

Me: Baby

Him: Uhm?

Me: Tomorrow I will be at Bedfordview

Him: Why?

Me: Just to clear my mind and maybe get a makeover

Him: Oh okay then. As long as you promise to not disappear on me

Me: (chuckling) Wow… well, if you also promise to not have guards following me around

Him: (chuckling) I ain’t promising.

Me: (laughing) expected

Silence

Him: She told you?

Me: Who?

Him: Lungile

Me: Yeah…

Silence

Me: Can we not talk about it?

Him: Fair.

…
Karabo

Me: Baby, I have something to tell you.

Her:

Me: Nokholo is back. She is working with your dad. I tried getting rid of her but she keeps
coming back, again. I also found out that she also killed Lina by giving her the wrong shot during
her child labour.

Her:

Me: Nto?

Silence

Shit, she is asleep!!! now where will I get the courage to tell her this again?!

…
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Tumisho

It is Saturday and I am in this house with Lungile, who has been avoiding me.

I am in the dining room, by the dining table. I am just on my phone, responding to messages. I
then hear footsteps but they seem to be heading away. I assume the person is turning around.

Me: So you are avoiding me

Her: (walking towards me) me? Avoiding you? Now, why would you think that?

Me: firstly, I hardly see you, you are distant, when last did I even eat dinner with you and you
were just about to head back upstairs…

Her: (sitting next to me) how are you?

I look at her shocked

Lungile

I am seated with Tumisho on the long dining table. Hey, it is so tense and awkward.

Him: Firstly, I hardly see you, you are distant, when last did I even eat dinner with you and you
were just about to head back upstairs…

Me: (sitting down while smiling nervously) how are you?

He shoots a “one eyebrow up” shocked look. Damnit, my brain and my mouth will be the end of
me.

Him:

Me: (whispering) shit…

I then rehearse what I will say to him in my head… okay… okay… I’m ready… 3… 2…. 1….

Me: Look Tumisho, I am not avoiding you. I just needed space to think everything through first.
I am not avoiding you

Him: (sitting up) Ohh Okay then.

Me: So what do you plan on doing today?

Him: nothing. I am probably going to lazy around the entire day.

Me: we will have to see about that…

Him: (looking at me with curiosity) what do you mean?

Me: (getting up) didn’t you say you want to know about me?

Him: (looking puzzled) yes?

Me: today Mr Mokoena, we are living my life.

Him: what do you mean?

Me: (heading upstairs) Get ready please.

I then head to my room. Where did I get that confidence? Wow… see? My brain… dumbest
organ.

It is now 1pm and I am done freshening up.

I am wearing a blue cargo jogger, white bodysuit in tuck in style, blue Nike Air force 1 of ankle
length and a white cap.

As I head downstairs, I find him by the kitchen… drinking Heineken beer. Yes, he drinks it all the
time… well, technically he takes a few sips then he is done. I always wonder where the rest
goes.

Me: (heading down the stairs) well, I’m done. We can go.
Him:

Me: So where are we heading first?

Him:

Me: (going through my phone) Drag racing, shooting range, motorcycling, paint ball shooting,
zip lining, Bounge jumping or skydiving?

Him:

Me: (snapping my fingers) Tumisho

Him: (back to earth) Uhm… sorry… just that damn, you so beautiful.

Me: (smiling) thank you.

Him: Pleasure… wait, did I hear ziplining?

Me: yep… along with sky diving and Bounge jumping.

Him: (whisper) shit.

Me: (looking at him) is there something wrong?

Him: (smiling) no no no… so where are we starting?

Me: Bounje jumping then gun range, then we finish it off with dinner.

Him: so you not the shopping type?

Me: nah… I hate that.

He laughs and heads to me.

Him: (chuckling) So what do I get in return for all of this?

Me: the enjoyment.

Him: that is not enjoyment… I’m about to go on height bazzer and there is no reward?

Me: uhm…
Him: let’s agree… if I got height bazzer, I get the chance to love you

Me: (choking on my saliva) Wow…

Him: uhm?

He has is arms around my waist now.

Him: if I win, I get to have you as my girl… vele uyintombi yami… sengishelo ukuthi uba owami
officially.

Me: (laughing) okay… but if you don’t, you get me unlimited sour worms

Him: (chuckling) deal… but you do know that I won’t lose?

Me: (rolling my eyes) may the best man or woman win.

We laugh and head out.

….

Tumisho

This day was just a lot… from facing my fear of heights to seeing Lungile eating sour worms like
they are not sour at all and seeing her struggle with a gun… it was indeed a day.

Currently I am with her at some random hill at Parkhurst . She is seated on the bonnet while I
am leaning on it, eating her sour worms.

Me: Wow… this place is so nice. How did you discover it?

Her: (eating her ice cream) well, I was on my way to work and I saw it and loved it since then.

Me: really?

Her: yep.

Silence
Her: I guess we can say that I won.

Me: (chuckling) kuphi?

Her: Haa… I won. I did great on both tasks.

Me: not the shooting… you were holding that gun like you were holding an egg

Her: (play punching me) Says who? I was just warming up…

Me: (laughing) ohh wow…

Her: (laughing)

I look at her. Something in me then pushes me to kiss her.

Lungile

His lips are so soft, very cold and they taste like cooked and cream ice cream from Woolies

He then pulls away.

Him: I love you Lungile… more than anything. Uthokozisa inhliziyo yami. O palesa yaka…

Me: (after a long time) I like you too Tumisho and I am willing to give you a chance.

He then kisses me, deeply. Everything is moving in motion. His hands are rubbing my thighs
while mine wonder to the back of his neck and his jawline. He then pulls away.

Him: (serious) ngiyabonga kakhulu mama. I am very grateful.

Me: (giggling) Kubonge Mina Mokoena.

He then kisses me again. Yep, I am just… yeah…

Ntokozo

I am at the Fun Company at Rosebank with the kids and Karabo. We are skating…

Me: (skating) Baby, it is not hard, just drag your feet.

Karabo: (trying not to fall) Easy for you to say

Ona: Papa, just drag your feet towards your desired direction

Him: Okay princess

Me: Haii, I give up

Wawa: (skating pass Karabo) Ruthless, just skate.

Karabo: Fox, I am skating.

Larona: (doing a perfect swirl roll) Ruthless is scared…

Karabo:

Him: (doing a chicken walk) quak quak quak!!!

We laugh as Karabo attempts to chase Lala around…

Karabo: You little…

Shit!!!

Me: (Looking at him) Are you okay?

Him: (looking at me blankly) I am never doing this again…

Me: Haa…

Him: No ways… it started with the heels now this… Nah.

Me: (Laughing) Haa, babay. The heels are on me but this one… blame it on the kids.

Him: (trying to get up) Makes no difference. Next time, I am carrying a helmet with m…
Fuck!!!

Him: (raising his voice) Fuck this thing!!! I am out of here.

The kids laugh even harder… my poor man.

Me: (laughing) Okay kids, 10 more minutes and we out of the rim.

Them: (skating away) Yes ma’am/ Lioness/ Thank you beauty.

I then help Karabo up.

Me: (Chuckling) should I get you the ice skating crutches?

Him: Fuck no… I ain’t going to walk around with those, looking like a total idiot.

I burst into laughter as we got off the rim. This is going to be a very long day. I feel pity for him
because we still going to play hockey with the kids. Well, the soccer part will be just the tip of
the iceberg.

…
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Tumisho

It is Sunday and I am seated with Lungile by the living room, cuddling. She didn’t like the idea so
I had to force her to lay back, spread her legs and let me rest on her.

Lungile: But you do know that you are heavy, right?

Me: (rubbing her stomach) no, I’m not.

Her: (laughing) you twice my size for crying out loud Tumisho

Me: (raising my head to look at her) Not my fault that you are short.

Her: Oh you…

Me: Ngikuthanda unjalo

She sighs in defeat then she runs her fingertips through my hair. That… that on its own is
relaxation… it is a sleeping pill. We stay like this for like 30 mins… I almost dozed off when the
door swings open.

lungile: (whispering) Tumisho… get off someone is coming.

Me: (wrapping my arms around her) No ways…

She tries fighting me off but she fails and my brothers enter. They are super shocked at this
sight.

Thabang: Whoa… and then?

Thapelo elbows him

Thapelo: Tumisho… Lungile.

Me: Sho

her: (smiling shyly) hi

Karabo: Tumisho

Me: Mokoena

Karabo has this intimidating aura. Yes, we are identical but he naturally earns the respect. It has
always been his thing.

Him: lungile

her: Hi.

Silence.

Lungile: (getting up) Let me leave you to it… I have work to do. Please excuse me.

She then leaves.

Just as she has left, the clan turns to me. I sit up.

Thabang: And then?

Thapelo: Wena stop with your “and then” s… are you dating?

I look at Karabo.

Me: (making eye contact with him) I am waiting for your question too.

Karabo: (raising his hands on the air) Haii… I got nothing to say nor ask.

Me: (turning to Thapelo and Thabang) Yeah, we dating.

Their eyes widen.

Thabang: (looking around first) after the rape?

Me: Yeah.
Thapelo: You are a man of his word indeed. The fuck?!

I chuckle. Mme Larona walks in with a tray of refreshments.

Mme Larona is the helper.

Mme: Bakoena

Thabang: Mme.

Thapelo: Re ya leboga Mme.

➢ (Thank you Mme)

Me: Thank you Mme. Mme, don’t worry yourself about cooking today… we will be braaing
meat.

Mme: okay ngwanake

She then heads upstairs. My brothers and I carry on chatting.

Lungile

I am in my room doing god knows what. I am still looking for something to do when Mme
Larona walks in. She has this smile on her face.

Mme: Ke ka kena?

➢ (Can I come in?)

Me: (flashing a Colgate smile) of course Mme.

She enters and seats on the bed. She seems happy.

Her: Are you busy?

Me: No not at all… I don’t even know what I am doing.

She laughs as I giggle.

Her: can you please help me in the kitchen with making a few salads and pap? The clan is
having braai today.

Me: okay… I don’t mind.

Her: (smiling) great… let me do this…

She takes out her phone, dial and puts it on speaker.

~Convo~

Person: Mme…

Wait, that is Ora…

Mme: Ngwanake… come over. It is braai night

Ora: (excited) yes… I am on my way… I will bring along some refreshments for us then. And I will
notify Nto and Nosi.

Mme: Okay ngwanake.

~End of call ~

Mme: okay then… let’s go then…

Me: ohh let me change to something proper coz these expose all my scars

Her: okay then… Let me leave you to it ngwanake.

Me: (smiling) okay Mme.

She then leaves. I decide to change to a black long sleeve tight bodycon dress that goes below
my knees, white slippers and I tied my frontal to a messy bun. Let me stay a bit in my room.
Currently, it is 15h56 so I will head down around 16h30.

Tumisho

It is around 5pm and I am seated with the clan. I went up to freshen up and I came back. They
are having beers and whiskey. I am having Heineken. Oratile arrived too. She is with Mme in the
kitchen, seated nje. I just wonder where my queen is.

Okay, it is now 17h52 and she hasn’t come down. I am going to check up on her. I stand to leave
when…

Thapelo: And then?

Thabang: (looking at Tumiso) look who is saying it…

Thapelo: (to Thabang) Voestek… I ya Kae?

Me: I’m going to check up on Lungile

The clan looks destructed. I turn to look at what they are looking at… yeses. My jaw drops.

Ora: (running to Lungile) Mei skat….

They then hug.

Ora: How I missed you hle…

Lungile: (giggling) Hayibo… it has only been a week.

Ora: That is too long… phela I am now used to you hle.

They laugh and head to the kitchen. Her perfume fills the room.

Thapelo: Shit… the dress is…

Thabang: Fuck the dress, her body and brackets… best combination.

Me: Voestek… that is my woman. Off limits.

Them: Hai…

The door swings open and it is Nosihle.

Her: Sanibonani

Us: Koti/ hi/ sthandwa sami/ Sho

She then heads to the kitchen.

Tumi then enters…

Tumi: Ladi… ies

Ora: Abhuti

She considers Tumi as a brother. After all he has always been there for us.

Mme: Tumi

Lungile: hi

Anyways he then heads to us while looking back at the girls…

Him: Bakoena… Tumisho, a na Ka hlanya or Ke Lungile ole?

Me: yeah… Ke yena

His eyes widen and he takes a seat on the single couch.

Him: tell me everything.

Me: Love happened.

Him: more phela.

I then tell the whole story…

Tumi: Wait so you telling me Tumisho Mokoena went Boungee jumping?

Me: yeah…

They all look at each other…

Thapelo: And you didn’t go Height bazzer?

I just sip my drink. They then burst into laughter as hyenas… argh.

Tumi: (laughing) Lona Bakoena Lang pala… y’all be doing fucked up shit and has small fears like
this?

Thabang: Don’t count me in

Thapelo: (looking at him) With your extreme fear of spiders? Recalculating.

Thabang: Argh… it is not a fear.

Thapelo: (standing in alarm) Thabang, don’t move.

Thabang: (fear and curiosity) keng?

Thapelo: Do you want to know?

Karabo: (acting along with Thapelo) Shit…

Thabang: (screaming) Get it off now!!!!

We all then laugh.

Thapelo: (siting) Idiot

Thabang: Aowa Abhuti…

Karabo: there is nothing marn.

We all laugh then Ora enters…

Ora: the meat is already marinated.

Me: Thabang with take it then we will do it.

Thabang: haa mara.

I shoot a death stare and he heads to the kitchen with Ora. We then head outside.

Lungile

I am by the kitchen with Ora and Mme Larona. We are cooking. Mme’s phone then rings and
she excuse herself.

Ora: So… tell me.

Me: uhm?

Her: (leaning on the countertop with a huge smile on her face) you and Tumisho.

Me: (laughing) what do you want to know?

Her: When, where and how?

I then proceed to telling her everything. She then laughs…

Her: You telling me that Tumisho Mokoena… my brother, went bounje jumping?

Me: (chopping the cucumber) yes…

Her: you lying?

Me: no

Her: and he didn’t go all height bazzer?

Me: what is it with everyone and this height bazzer?

Her: (laughing) height bazzer is when you freak out about being up there… so when I say he
didn’t go all height bazzer, I mean he ding react to it na?

Me: ohhh… now I get it. So he fears heights?

Her: yes…

Me: (laughing) ohh shoot… explains the way he wanted to leave that place so bad afterwards.

We laugh and the door swings open.

Everyone goes mute… Damnit!!! This woman knows what suits her hle!!! She is wearing a short
powder blue bodycon dress that reveals her thighs (Sleeve - less), white high puffy slippers and
she installed a straight inch frontal at is brown, matching her hair color shade. She has a white
watch on, a gold necklace and damn, that traditional wrist band (Isiphandla) looks perfect on
her. It has long black fur… very long.

Her: (greeting the clan) Sanibonani

Them: Koti/ Mama kaOna/ Lioness

She then kisses Karabo, whispers something to him then she heads our way.

Her: Ladies…

Nosi: Ndlunkulu

Ora: (going crazy) Mei skat!!! Yeses. Mawumuhle kanje, uphuma kuphi?

Her: (laughing) I had somethings to attend too.

Nosi: Woman, you making it hard for us to catch up…

We all laugh.

Me: (laughing) I second that

Nto: (laughing) Haibo… iHhaba. niRight kodwa?

Me: Very…

Nosi: You have no idea

Ora: Yeyi

Nto: Guys, tonight I want no mistakes, please!!!

Ora: Hawu…

Nosi: We won’t. You know we have short gun here…

They all look at me…

Me: (laughing) Wow…

We carry on laughing as Ora pours Red Wine on mugs and hands us. Yes, that is our only way of
drinking without the clan finding out. They hate seeing us drink.

Mme Larona then heads back. she hugs Nosi and Nto…

Her: bana Baka… I have a crisis at home… I need to be there.

Ora: is everything okay?

Her: I need to rush my little one to the hospital… fever.

Ora: awuu… it’s okay Mme… we will take over here. Don’t worry, go home Mme.

Mme: thank you.

She then leaves. I didn’t know what to say so I yeah… as we cooking and chatting, Tumisho
walks in and he hugs me from behind while kissing my neck.
Him: Mama.

Me: (giggling) uhm?

Him: are you okay?

Me: (smiling) yeah… I’m okay.

I turn around to face him. He then kisses me.

Ora: awww get a room.

I pull away and we laugh.

Him: ngiyakuthanda yezwa?

Me: nami ngiyakuthanda.

He kisses me and he leaves. Damnit this man is something else.

He is wearing Grey Nike cargo joggers, black JD slides, white tunked top and he tied his curls to
a ponytail. Yes, he got long hair but not that long… he always cuts the ends of his curls. The
curls are eye length, just like Karabo’s. It just makes him look like a white person or colored…
fuck, they all have long hair. Ora has a big afro, Thapelo got 180° dreadlocks, Karabo has eye
length curls and Thabang has ear length curls. Tumi is not part to the family but he has a 180°
cut and kinky twist.

Then the kids… Larona and Warona have eye length curls, just like their dad. Ona has a big kinky
afro, just like her mother. Ompile is Tumi’s child and she has big kinky afro, just like Ona’s.

I am just awaiting the heist we going to pull tonight. Well, that has become our lives as
Mokoena wives and girlfriends. But I have to say, the leadership skills that Nto has are
exceptional. When they say a person is born with it, I know see it.

…
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Lungile

I am by my room, packing up everything. I mean, I wasn’t going to leave in this man’s house
forever. That would be cohabiting and I was raised better than that. As I am packing, I receive a
notification. I take my phone and I look at it. It is a bank notification…

“R800 000 DEPOSITED INTO ACC.***1517 UNDER TRANSACTION BY LIONESS. CURRENT BANK
BALANCE R2 953 754,87. TAP TO READ MORE.”

Now this is my language. Yes, that is my available amount… savings and all the heists we have
been pulling contributed to that.

Now back to my thinking… I am now very sure that I was to launch my beauty brand. I just hope
it becomes successful but I need to pitch it to Nto first. She was very interested in it, hence I am
going to pitch it to her.

Tumisho

I am at Lungile’s apartment at Parkhurst, with her.

Her: Baby

Me: Uhm?

Her: (looking at me) Yaz, I was thinking. I think I am ready to enter the world of Business

Me: (looking at her) Under?

Her: Beauty brand

Me: Uhm… interesting. Go on.

Her: Like I have realized how people use more beauty products so much. As costy as the
products are, they also damage the skin so I was thinking of going organic.
Me: Mmm, I get you but how are you going to do that?

Her: Wait just here.

She then heads to her room and she comes back with a cosmetic big box. She then takes
everything out.

Her: These are the products that I have made so far. So these are my organic skincare products,
for the skin care.

She then points at the soaps and creams.

Her: This is my Bar soap range…

Me: Can I have a smell?

Her: Sure thing, go ahead

I take a sniff at the first one.

Her: That one is made of Green tea, cucumber and Moringa Powder. The cucumber is to
provide enough moist, hence it contains tons of water. The Green tea is good at deep cleaning
and the Moring powder opens up the pores of the skin.

Me: It smells like caramelized sugar

Her: (smiling) it is the honey fragrant in it.

I take the following one.

Her: That one is made of Pineapple, turmeric and oat milk. The pineapple removes stubborn
dirt stuck in pores. The turmeric removes blackheads and it also provides an even toner. Then
oat milk is to actually there to remove dead cells and help in the mitosis process.

I take the last one.

Her: That one is made of Vanilla, impepho and charcoal. The vanilla essence is to provide a
great smell and smoothen the skin. Impepho is added to actually remove part of the blackheads
and it fights black spots. It also moistures the skin, from the root. The charcoal removes
blackheads, smoothen the skin and it is helps the skin exfoliate naturally.

Me: (amused) Like, how do you do this?

Her: (smiling) I have my ways but mostly, it is the teachings I carry from my granny.

Me: Okay, I get you. Now, there.

She empties the second bag.

Her: This is my lip range. I make the lip scrubs.

I take the small container.

Her: That one is the Berry lip scrub. It contains caramelized sugar, berry fragrant, light pink
coloring and berries. Those components together smoothen the lips, provides popping lip color
and it also softens them, hence it is like therapy. It also provides the perfect taste of berries… it
is actually Nto’s favorite.

Me: I knew this scent is very familiar.

She giggles…

Her: (handing me the last one) Now this one is the male version. It is the Spearmint Lip scrub. It
contains caramelized sugar, spearmint, peppermint, light pink coloring and a drop of vodka.

Me: Vodka?

Her: (laughing) Yeah… hear me out. Vodka enhance the taste of spearmint and also keeps the
smell of it for longer. Hence we have colognes that contain alcohol, which last longer. Plus it is
very muscular.

Me: (chuckling) Wow, I am very impressed.

Her: Thank you.

Me: Then the others?

Her: Hayi, those are Make – up things. You won’t even understand it.

Me: Try me

Her: Are you sure?

Me: Yeah, why not?

Her: Hayi okay… so these are our foundations

…
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Lungile

I am at the boardroom with the rest of the staff. We are awaiting Ntokozo.

Ora: Hitman, do you know why she called this meeting?

Me: I don’t know, ntwana… but I think it is regarding something.

Ora: Really?

Me: Yeah

Her: It is fucked up… we are in deep shit then. That something was not supposed to get to this

Me: Well, it did

She then enters. Instant silence… it is just around her. She is super intimidating, just like her
husband and mom.

She is wearing a Black and white doted cocktail swing dress… those tight dresses on the upper
body but very fluffy on the lower body. She accommodated the look with white Christian
Lambourtin red bottom high heels and she tied her long Faux locs to a big doughnut and added
white décor pins on it. The dress is long sleeve by the way.

She leans on the table with both her hands, fist closed. No marn, that ‘Isiphandla’ looks so good
on her. SBWL!!!!!

Her: Sanibona

Everyone: Mrs Mokoena

Her: Ms Tshambo, the monitor.

I then roll the screen towards her and hand her the remote control.

Her: Mrs Irish Crawley, convicted of murdering her husband, Robert Crawley when she was 31
years old.
A picture of a white woman pops on the monitor screen.

Her: A claw hammer was the weapon the accused used.

A picture of a claw hammer with blood on it pops.

Her: After Irish killed the deceased, she took a shower, took a bus to work and punched in on
time for her shift at the factory.

Silence

Her: Today, Irish is 63 years old and has served 32 years in prison. She has been applying for
paroles but she was denied it, 6 times. Tip of the iceberg, Robert has been abusing her, sexually
and physically throughout their 10 year marriage.

Photos of the white lady with bruises and stitches appear.

Her: (turning to all of us) Now, I want you all to pop your ideas… one to pop the best, gets the
chance to go against Mrs J Twala, owner of Nxamalala Holdings.

Silence

Her: I will not repeat myself.

“We could say it was self defense” collegue

Nto: Do you think the other lawyers didn’t say that?

Silence

Ora: We could use Section 79 of the Act 51 of 1977.

Nto: Don’t you think the other lawyers used that before? Mental health excuse?
Silence

Me: How about we trial for probation… I mean, we could say she regrets it.

Her: The thing is, she shows no remorse to her deed.

Silence

Her: Anyone else?

Silence

Her: (sigh) I guess I have to take on this one, as always. Arg, meeting dismissed. Everyone,
tomorrow at the Supreme High Court at exactly 07h30, with your note books.

She then walks out, leaving all of us jaw dropped. I mean, she never attends to a case unless it
is very serious.

Ntokozo

I am in my office when Karabo enters. It is around 20h04.

Him: Mama

Me: Hey

He then plants a kiss on my lips.

Me: Sthandwa sami, where are the kids? Are they okay?

Him: (chuckling) Relax, they are fine. I left them with Tumisho and Lungile. I figured you will
come back late and tired so, I took them to Tumisho’s and decided to pop in.
Nca marn… what did I do to deserve him?

Me: (smiling) Ngiyabonga Mokoena.

I then walk to the other side of the desk and he positions me to sit on his lap.

Him: I really missed you

Me: (smiling) Me too.

I then kiss him. As I pull away, he looks at me

Him: So what is it that is eating up your time?

Me: I have a case to attend to…

Him: A case? Baby, you never attend to cases unless it is super important

Me: Well, it is. And guess who I am going up against?

Him: Who?

Me: The Nxamalala Holdings

Him: Isnt that the leading law firm?

Me: Yep. And guess who is the owner?

Him: Who?

Me: Non other than Jessica Twala

Him:

Me: The wife of the mighty Beast, Siyasanga Twala

Him: Interesting

Me: And I will be going one – on – one with Beastikazi, Jessica Twala

Him: I smell trouble

Me: I really have to win this case. It is going to put my name and the company on the top.
Him: (smirking) I know you will. I mean, I have never seen a lawyer with so much determination
and law skills like you.

Me: I hoep so.

Him: Sthandwa sami, I am serious. You have never lost a case before. You are known all over for
that. you have handled far more big cases. This will just be a walk over.

Me: I don’t know, Mokoena. I am just nervous.

Him: You know what? Let’s rehearse. I will throw in the questions and you will answer, okay?

I nod

Him: Is that okay?

Me: (smiling) That would be the best idea.

I attempt to stand but he holds me down and he kisses me

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?

Me: Uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

I’m nervous hle.

…
Insert #85

Ntokozo

I am by the Supreme High Court. I am talking to Irish, the client. Lungile is just next to me. the
court room is fully packed. The whole entire clan is here. The Twalas are also here. I spot one
that looks exactly like Mahlubi, very identical.

These journalists be pissing me off. They have been taking pictures of me since. I can already
see the headline.

Me: Mrs Crawley, you need to do everything I told you. If you feel like you being attacked, keep
it cool, keep quiet and I will come to the recue, okay?

Her: Okay.

Me: Remember, it is not compulsory to answer questions you are not comfortable with and
always keep it cool ‘cause they will want to tick you off.

Her: Crystal

“Please rise. The court of the Second Judicial Circuit, Criminal Division is now in session. The
honorable Judge Zulu

#Narrative

The court is now is session. I just hope it goes well. I wouldn’t want to disappoint my boss. I
really hate my job. If it wasn’t for my son, I would have long quit but my boy comes first in
everything.

Judge Zulu: Everyone, but the jury may be seated. Mr Mogoai, please swear in the jury.

Mr Mogoai: Please raise your right hand.

All the lawyers remain standing as they raise their right hands.
“I do” the lawyers

Mr Mogoai: You may be seated

I don’t want to lie but this courtcase is so unpredictateble. I mean, it is Jessica Twala verse
Ntokozo Mokoena. If Mrs Mokoena wins this case, Mgabadeli Inc takes the spot of #1 Achieving
Law Firm in the world, taking down Nxamalala Holdings.

Mr Mogoai: Members of the jury, your duty today will be determine whether the Defendant is
guilty or not guilty, based on facts and evidence provided in this case. The prosecution has the
burden of proving the guilt of the Defendant beyond a reasonable doubt. This burden remains
on the prosecution through the trial. The prosecution must prove that the crime was
committed and that the defendant is the person who committed the crime. However, if you are
not satisfied of the defendant’s guilt to that extent, then reasonable doubt exists and the
defendant must be found not guilty. The Crawley Murder Case #03567202192.

Judge Zulu: Is the prosecution ready?

Adv. Twala: (standing) Yes, your honor.

She then sits

Judge Zulu: Is the defendant ready?

Adv. Mokoena: (standing) Yes, your honor.

Yerr, Ntokozo really ate. Yeses, she is wearing a Red long sleeve shoulder – off top, tucked it in
the Red bodycon skirt with a slit from the right thigh til the ankles. The skirt is not that tight but
it sat well on her. she accommodated the look with red court pump high heels and she tied her
locs to a very neat doughnut and added décor pins. The clear skin went well with the red
onmbre lipstick and she long lashes. She took off the lawyer top. I can’t see Jessica’s outfit but it
seems like a blue two piece pants’ suit and a wet look frontal.

Adv. Twala: (standing) Your honor, members of the jury, my name is Adv. Twala and I am my
teat represent the state in this case. We intend to prove Mrs Crawley’s guilt. Please allow me to
state further.
Judge Zulu: Counsel, lay the foundation.

Adv. Twala: your honor…

Lungile

The court is very heated. We all can see it. Anyways, let me fill you in…

Judge Zulu: Adv. Twala, call out your next witness

A white lady walks in and takes the stand.

Mr Mogoai: Elizabeth Crawley, do your take the oath to tell the truth only, nothing but the
truth and only the truth?

The woman: I do

Mr Mogoai: Proceed.

Adv. Twala: Ms Crawley, as the sister of the deceased, have you ever been in the house with
both Mr and Mrs Crawley?

Her: Yes

Adv. Twala: From your given testimony, you said you used to see the two couple very in love
with each other, is that the truth?

Her: Yes.

Adv. : Was your brother ever violant?

Her: No

Adv: was Mrs Crwley ever violent?

Her:

Adv: Ms Crawley, was Mrs Crawley ever violent?

Her:
Adv. Mokoena: Objection your honor.

Judge Zulu: State your point

Adv Mokoena: Adv. Twala is breaking Section 203 of the Criminal Pocedure Act of SA.

Judge: Granted. Adv. Twala, further questions

Adv. Twala: (SMIRKING) No, your honor.

She then sits as Adv. Mokoena stands.

Adv. Mokoena: Ms Crawley, have you ever seen Irish being violent?

Her: No.

Adv: have you ever seen Mr Robert Crawley physically abuse his wife?

Her: No

Adv: But under your first testimony, you stated that… I quote, “ My brother, Robert Crawley has
been a very violent person by nature. He was a very strict disciplinary”

Her: (stuttering) Well, he was…

Adv: But in less than counting minutes ago, you said your brother was never violent. So which
one is which?

Adv. Twala: Objection your honor.

Judge: State your point.

Adv. Twala: Adv. Mokoena is tempering with the witness

Adv. Mokoena: I am exercising Section 92a of Act 51 abolishment, Adv. Twala

Judge: Nto granted, proceed Adv. Mokoena

Adv. Twala sits as Adv. Mokoena carrys on.

Adv. Mokoena: Ms Crawley, did you ever file for a restraining order for Mr Crawley?

Her: (stuttering) Well, I… uhm… eh…

Adv. Mokoena: Yes or no, Mr Crawley have you ever filed a restraining order against your
brother?

Adv. Twala: Objection your honor. Section 203 of Criminal Procedures broken

Adv. Mokoena: Section 203 of Criminal Procedures of South Africa states that a witness may
refuse to answer any questions, incriminating or non – incriminating…

Adv. Twala: My point exactly

Adv. Mokoena: Unless evidence is provided to prove that the witness in lying under oath.

Jessica’s eyes widen.

Judge Zulu: Can we see the evidence?

I then press the remote control button and a photo of the restraining order appears.

Judge Zulu: Point not granted. Proceed Adv. Mokoena

Adv. Mokoena: Your honor, that is a copy of the restraining order filed by Elizabeth Crawley on
the 23rd of January 1987. Photos were also provided… please slide through.

The photos of Elizabeth pops with bruises.

Adv. Mokoena: These are the photos that were taken as proof that the deceased also physically
abused his sister. He was the acting father to Elizabeth since her parents assed on when she
was at a very young age. The following paper proves that the deceased used to have a very
hard time with the addiction he had in gambling and the substance abused he went through.
Medical records show that the deceased also had mental illness such as Anger issues, Fog brain
and Amnesia.

Adv. Twala: Your honor, privacy of the deceased be respected.

Adv. Mokoena: (smirk) No further questions, Your honor.

She then walks to her seat while flashing a smirk at Jessica.

Judge: I would like to call the accused upon the stand.

Mrs Crawley then takes the stand.

Mr mogoai: Mrs Crawley, do you oath to tell the truth and the truth only?

Irish: I do.

Adv. Twala: Irish Crawley, did you kill your husband intentionally?

Her: No.

Adv: So it was self – defence?

Her: Yes

Adv: But why didn’t you call the police officers after the incident?

Her: I was in shock

Adv: But you were able to take a shower and punch in on time for work?

Her: I had to go work for my children… I couldn’t miss work

Adv: But you were able to kill your husband?

Her: Self – Defence?

Adv: Moving on, why didn’t you report your husband when he physically abused you?

Adv. Mokoena: Objection your honor

Judge: State your point

Adv. Mokoena: Evidence showing that my client filed a report against her husband. Permission
to present it?

Judge: Granted

A photo of a file case document

Adv. Mokoena: Case # 129798969543 was filed on the 2nd of April 1976 against Robert Crawley
by Irish Crawley for Physical and sexual violence inflicted on the plaintiff. The case later
disappeared into thin air, hence Mr Robert Crawley was a very wealthy man.

Adv. Twala: So Adv. Mokoena, you are telling the court that Mr Crawley broke the law by
tempering with the case?

Adv. Mokoena: (turning her head in motion to Jessica) Yes, Adv. Twala.

Adv. Twala: Don’t personalized the case, we deal with facts and…

Adv. Mokoena: Permission to present the evidence?

Judge: Granted.

A photo of Mr Crawley and an officer appears

Adv. Twala: (chuckling) A photo? That doesn’t prove anything.

Adv. Mokoena: Allow me to call upon Mr Walker to the second platform

A white old man enters and takes the stand. He swears to tell the truth only.

Adv. Mokoena: Mr Walker, former Comissioner of The Glen police station, will state his
confession.

Mr Walker: On the 3rd of April 1976, Mr Crawley…

He tells the enter confession

Adv. Twala: How do we know if he is not lying, after all, the deceased is gone.

Adv. MokoeNA: a voice audio, taken from the CCTV was restored and there it is.

A voice audio is presented and a lot is said.

…
Adv. Mokoena: Your honor, all the evidence was presented. Now to sum up, my client took a
shower that day because on that day, the deceased forced himself to her, sexually. So as per
always, as a woman, she took a shower. She used the claw hammer because it was the only
commodity at reach when the incident occurred. Now, honoring Section 70 of the Act 51 of
1977…

Adv. Twala: Objection, your honor

Judge: State your point

Adv. Twala: No medical records were provided.

Adv. Mokoena: Can we all turn our attention to the monitor and the original will be provided to
you, your honor.

Silence

Adv. Mokoena: summary of the document states that Mrs Crawley is psychologically fit to
interact with other. She has been attending recovery support groups and therapy. She has also
responded very well.

Judge: Objection not granted.

Jessica then sits.

Adv. Mokoena: Section 79 of the Act 51 of 1977 states, providing for the appointments of
mental health professionals to access and accused’s fitness to stand trial and / or criminal
capacity if the court orders… hence, I have done so.

Silence

Adv. Mokoena: Therefore, my client should be granted parole.

Adv. Twala: Objection your honor… Adv. Mokoena violating Section…

Adv. Mokoena: Section 73 (6) (a) states that prisoners may only be considered for parole after
having served at least half of their sentence, which my client has done more than that.

Adv. Twala: Irish Crawley is an imbecile and murde…

Adv. Mokoena: Section 60 (1) of Offences Act of 1953 states… a person who is a party to
proceedings in the court must not intentionally engage in disrespectful conduct before the
court. The use of offensive language, interfering with or undermining the audacity, dignity and
performance could result in a fine of R12 500, 3 month imprisonment or even the suspension of
a Law practitioner’s certificate.

Yho…

Adv. Mokoena: So which one is which, Adv. Twala?

Adv. Twala: (sitting) Apologies, your honor

Judge: Remember your oath, Adv. Twala.

Adv. Mokoena: Section 60 of the Criminal Procedures Act also states that a prisoner aged 65
and older should be released if they have served half of their sentence. Now, my client is a year
from the age but the law still applies to her.

Silence

Adv. Mokoena: I have exhausted all my points and evidences, your worship. No further
statements.

She sits

Judge: Thank you, Adv. Mokoena. Adv. Twala, any question or additions?

Adv. Twala: No, your worship.

Judge: Let’s go for a 20 minute recess.

“All rise” Mr Mogoai.

We all stand as the Judge exit. We all exit.

…
Ntokozo

I am outside with the team.

Karabo: Can we have a word?

I excuse myself and we find a spot.

Him: (handing me a brown envelop) I figured this would be helpful.

Me: (opening it) What is it?

I then see photos

Him: Those are photos of Jessica and Elizabeth, inside Robert’s house. They were swiping the
evidence that pointed that Robert was drunk on that night. As he ended, he broke a lot of
things. It was going to show that he was drunk and let Irish get away with it easily. The
following picture is of Elizabeth, leaving the house the night of the incident, carrying a knife
with blood. Irish did hit Robert that night but Robert was still alive but unconscious ‘cause he
was drunk. The Autopsy was tempered with. Robert didn’t die of hammer wounds but he was…

Me: stabbed to death… on the head, where there were hammer wounds.

Him: Exactly… His time of death was not at 23h56 but at 04h30, 10 minutes before Elizabeth
left the house.

Me: Elizabeth was also a victim of abuse…

Him: Exactly…

Jessica then heads my way with the guy very identical to Mahlubi.

Her: Well, well, well, hope you enjoyed that.

Me:

Her: Enjoy it while it lasts…

Me: (CHUCKLING) I would but…

I move close to her

Me: I know it will last forever

Her: How sure are you?

Me: (exaggeration) Oh very sure.

Her: (chuckling) Reality check… nothing lasts

Me: Maybe not under Beastikazi, but under Lionness, it lasts.

Her: May the best lady win

Me: (smirk)

Her: And oh, you have one shot…

Me: (moving close to her) Then I won’t miss.

Her:

Karabo: Sthandwa sami, we don’t have time for imbeciles… let’s go.

Me: (smiling) Mokoena.

As we walk pass them, I stand side – by – side with Jessica

Me: (looking ahead) I am still going to get my revenge on you… I have arrived for everything
that belongs to me… including my baby that you stole with your sister, Zinhle… or should I say
my dime, Mvelo?

As I side eye her, I see fear in her eyes.

Me: I will make you a spectator, watching your own life fall apart. You will bow down to me.
And oh, the Lioness will always defeat the beast… after all, it is very skilled. Watch me turn your
world to horror at all angles… “Beastikazi” (looking at the guy that looks like Mahlubi) Pray that
I don’t appear in your wife’s death certificate as the cause of death, Beast.
He attempts to hit me but Krabo holds his hand in time.Jessica attempts to hit Karabo but I grab
her hand and tighten my grip.

Me: (shooting a death stare) Don’t try me… I wouldn’t want to blow your little marriage with
your secret now.

Karabo is looking at Mahlubi 2.0, he smirks and he let go. He then holds my hand very gentle
then we walk away.

Him: (looking at me) Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?

Me: (smiling) Uthandwa yimina Mokoena/

He plants a kiss on my lips, a very long on then we enter the court room.

#Narrator.

Adv. Mokoena: Your honor, I have evidence pointing out that Adv. Twala and Elizabeth were
tempering with the case and I have the really autopsy at hand. Permission to present it?

Judge: Granted.

Adv: The autopsy shows that the deceased didn’t die of hammer wounds but of knife wounds
and hours right after the incident occurred but 10 minutes before Elizabeth left the house, with
a knife covered with blood, as displayed on the above picture.

A photo then pops on the monitor… commotion is detected in the court room

Judge: Order… settle down.

Adv. Twala: Objection your honor. Adv. Mokoena being out of the aim.

Adv. Mokoena: When did you discover that? Was it on the day you helped Elizabeth sweep the
crime scene or when you tempered with the autopsy?

Adv. Twala: Word, your worship.

Both lawyers go close to the judge. I really can’t make up of what is said. They then disperse,
with Adv. Twala angry.

Judge: A decision has been made.

Silence

Judge: With all the evidence presented in the court room, have reached a decision and
therefore find Irish Crawley not guilty. The parole will be granted with immediate effect.

Sighs of relieved are detected and people making sounds in disbelief.

Judge: Court adjourned

Mr Mogoai: All rised in court.

We all stand and the judge exit. Mrs Crawley is so shocked but at the edge of crying. Lungile is
hugging her. Ntokozo packs up her suitcase then roll out. As she roll out, she looks at Jessica,
who is so livid, flashes a smirk and she exit the courtroom. Everyone also does that. I don’t want
to lie, Ntokozo really does know her thing. Although she is very intimidating, she has it all in
her.

Latest heading… Mgabadeli Inc takes the First place position in the whole world and industry of
law… Hail to Queen Mokoena of Morafe waTlhabeng.

…
Insert #86

Ntokozo

I am at home, with the trouble makers of course and their father. 8 months was a lot for us.
Karabo still hits me but not as the first time. As much as it angers me, I adapted. Yena, he still
showers me with tons of love, shame. He still looks at me like I am the only thing on earth. My
dimes are just too precious to me, and their birthday is in a week. Judging by their love for
nature, I was thinking of taking them to the Drakensburg Mountain for hike but the Maloti part
of it (the side of the mountain that fall under Lesotho), then to the God’s Window in
Mpumalanga then end the trip by going to Botswana ‘cause they insisted that they want to visit
their grandfather.

Anyways, today is a cold, hey? So I went for a white Mokoena – Khoza hoodie, white Mokoena
– Khoza sweatpant, white socks and my white Mokoena – Khoza high puffy elastic slippers. I
tied my Butterfly locs into a high ponytail. I mean … I ain’t going anywhere.

As I head to the kitchen, I bump into Karabo. Yerrr… this man is… He is going to drive me crazy.
He is wearing a powder blue Nike sweater, powder blue Nike sweatpants and he has his white
slides on. The sweater is doing wonders to his muscular arms.... did I tell you all about the line
tattoo he did on his neck and on his right hand, joining the tattoos? Hot asf!!!

Him: (pulling me by my waist to him) Mama

Me: (tangling my arms around his neck) Mokoena

Him: (looking at me) Unjani?

Me: (smiling) Great as always… ngingezwa ngawe Sthandwa sami

Him: (mischevious smile) Mina ngi…

He then attacks me with a very deep kiss, intense asf. Wait… was he…

Me: (pulling away) Were you smoking?

Him: (looking at me like a child who just got a candy) Just one joint.

Me: I don’t promote smoking but okay…

Him: Mara mama, I am hungry

Me: (realizing) Ah,ah

Him: (whinning) Ngiyakucela

Me: (trying to free myself from him) No ways…

Him: (tightening his grip) MaMokoena…

Me: (escape) no.

he tries holding me again but I manage to escape to the living room. I just ho….

Karabo

Me: (running after her) Nto…

Her: (running up the left side staircase) Mokoena hayi…

Me: (running after her) Yaz mangikuthola ngizoyenza uzisole…

Her: (giggling while running towards the house elevator) We will see about that.

As I try to squeeze in, the elevator closes… I look at the monitor. It says the elevator is going
up… now on the 3rd floor… I run up the staircase and arrive on time. I sent by the elevator door
on the 3rd floor. It opens…

Her: (shocked) Oh shit.

She tries to run pass me but I grab her waist from behind on time…

Me: Gotcha

Her: (laughing and shouting) Karabo marn… hayi, I just took a shower plus the kids are around.

Me: shit.
She then turn to face me. yeses, I can’t believe that this woman is my wife… the mother on my
dimes… I wonder if she is aware that she is carrying another one… hayi, we will never know.

…
Insert #87

#Narrator

I am just came back from work and I am so exhausted.

Nomaswazi: Sisi, ubuyile?

Me: Yeah and I am so tired.

Her: Another day at the field?

Me: A very tiring one. I really can’t believe that sisters would literally kill each other for a man…
a man?

Her: (handing me a glass of white wine) Heyi, it is tough out here.

Me: (taking a sip) Yah nerh… thank god I don’t have such drama in my life.

Her: Sisi, so when are you planning on introducing Nqoba to his dad?

Me: Eish, emaqinisweni… angazi.

Her: (standing) I need to know ‘cause time is money. I mean, the child is 7 years old, meaning
he is at the stage where he needs his father more.

Me: Where is your devil mom?

Her: (laughing) In her room.

She then disappear upstairs. I really need to make contact with Mr Molapo. I really hope he is
not a monster.

Ohh, my bad… hi, I am Wendy Mpangase, a 29 year old woman. I am in the journalism career
path, a qualified one to be precise. I am also a mom of one, Nqobizitha Mpangase. Journey
along with me to my journey of life.

…
Insert #88

Wendy

We are all by the dining table; Me, my aunt Lwazi, Nomaswazi, Nqobizitha and Nolwazi. I really
hate being in this house. The one thing keeping me here is my child and Nomaswazi.

Aunt Lwazi: So who is Nqoba’s dad?

Gosh!

Me: Nqoba, to your room baby.

He then hops off to his room.

Me: Was it really necessary?

Her: Yes, I mean, ain’t you ashamed that your son takes off your parents’ surname?

Me: Last I check, your children are also taking off your parents’ name. I mean, do they even
know their fathers?

Silence

Me: (carrying on eating) Thought as much

Her: When are you going to get your own place?

Me: Am I not the one who is supposed to ask you that?

Her: Excuse me?

Me: I am pretty sure I didn’t stutter

Her: This is why you are like this. you are a dark clou. Wherever you go, you curse the place.

Me: Atleast I don’t fake it.

Her: (shouting) this is why your parents died… it is your fault…

Well, that is my everyday song. I think you have heard it yourselves. Yes, my parents are gone.
They died when I was doing grade 8 in a car accident.

Me: Know what? I don’t have time for all of this. I think you all have forgotten that you live off
me. but it ends today.

Nolwazi: What do you mean?

That is Aunt Lwazi’s firstborn devil child.

Me: (getting up) I am leaving. Let me go pack

Lwazi: You are not going anywhere. How will we survive?

Me: See to finish… maybe sell your body… I don’t give a fuck

I walk towards the staircase

Me: (turning my head) I mean, you have always done that, right? You will fit in very good.

I then head upstairs and I start packing.

“Mama, where are you going?” voice

Me: (opening my arms while kneeling down) iza Khehla.

He then jumps for my hug. He always hugs me very tight, just like how his father used to.

Me: siya kuBaba wakho Khehla. I am never leaving you. where I go, you come with, okay?

Him: Eh mama

Me: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa Khehla?

Him: I love you too mama.

Me: Now, let’s go pack your things.

It is time I make things right.

Ntokozo

It is around 22h09 and I am in bed with Karabo, lying on his chest. He is busy playing with my
fingers

Him: Mama

Me: Uhm?

Him: the way you won that case amused me

Me: (laughing) I was all thanks to you Baba wabo.

Him: Manje, are we ready to pop another one?

Me: (giggling) yes

He then sits up and shoots a shock face.

Him: Are you serious?

Me: (nodding) Yebo Mokoena

He then attacks me with a very sensual kiss. He is now on top of me. My hands are travelling all
over his muscular back while he uses his to balance himself. His right hand disappears between
our bodies… his phones rings…

Me: Baby, your phone

Him: (inbetween our kisses) ignore it Mama

Me: What if it is important?

Him

Me: Karabo marn, answer the phone!!!

Him: (getting off me) Eish… eish… eish… fuck.

He then answers it.

Him: Mama, ke Tumi. He wants us all by his house right now.

Me: (cofussed) Why?

Him: I don’t know… he didn’t state it.

Me: okay then.

I then go into the bathroom and I take a quick shower and he joins me.

We are now done. I am wearing a black Mokoena – Khoza 6 pocket cargo, white Nike socks,
Black high puffy elastic slippers, black Mokoena – Khoza bra and a black cap shadowing my eyes
and laying low my locs.

Karabo is wearing a Black Mokoena – Khoza cargo jogger, black Mokoena – Khoza long sleeve T
– Shirt, black and white ankle length AirJordans and a black cap, shadowing his eyes too. He is
also wearing a Rolex customized watch and a chain. This man is…

The kids are wearing their PJs. I mean it is past their bedtimes… so we are taking them with us
and they will sleep at Tumi’s.

We all head out to Sandton.

Wendy

I am by Itumelang’s house. He was so welcoming, especially when he heard Nqoba is his son. I
am just seated by the seating room with him. Nqoba is asleep in one of the rooms in this huge
house he calls a man cave. Just as we are talking, the door swings open. Three tall, buff and
caramel skinned guys walk in with a Woman… ohh my, Lungile Tshambo?!! The FUCK,
UYENA!!!!

One is wearing a white Mokoena – Khoza hoodie, black Nike sweatpants and Mokoena – Khoza
black and white retro sneakers. He has eye light curls.
The second one is wearing a white Mokoena – Khoza hoodie, black sweatpants and black and
white sneakers.

The last one is wearing a Black Mokoena – Khoza hoodie, Black sweatpants and white Nike
Airforces. He has dreadlocks.

The Lungile is wearing a White tracksuit, full set and she has a frontal installment.

First guy: Tumi

Tumi: Sho

Him: Hello, I’m Thabang Mokoena

Me: (smiling) Wendy

Second one: Molapo

Tumi: sho

Him: Hello, Thapelo

He is the one with dreadlocks

Last one: Molapo

Tumi: Mokoena

Him: Ntokazi, Tumisho

Me: Pleasure meeting you

Lungile: (hugging me) Hi, I’m Lungile

She is so friendly

Me: (smiling) Hi.

The door opens again… a man very buffy, well built and has nice shaped brackets enters
carrying a girl child. He is wearing a Black cap, shadowing half his face, black long sleeve T –
Shirt, black Mokoena – Khoza cargo joggers and Black and white Airjordan ankle length
sneakers. He is so light skinned. Two boys, same age as the girl enter… very exhausted.

The guy: Bakoena, Molapo, Lungile

They all stand… I guess I should too.

Them: Mokoena

Lungile takes the girl from his hands and the two boys upstairs. He takes off his cap… WTF?!!
Karabo Mokoena?! Kgosi Mokoena… wait, these people are royalty!!! A young woman then
enters… DAMN!!!! The body… it is giving. She has a very tiny waist. She is wearing a black cap,
black Mokoena – Khoza 6 pocket cargos, black Mokoena – Khoza bra, those puffy black slippers
with an elastic at the back and she has a traditional wrist band (isiphandla) that has long fur and
is black. She seems to have locs, long ones. Yeses!!! Some parents have the best sex ever
shame!!!

Her: Sanibonani

Them: Mgabadeli/ Kgosikadi/ Ndlunkulu/ Mama wabo.

She then heads to me

Her: (hugging me) Hello, I’m Ntokozo

The queen of Botswana has hugged me!!!!

Me: (stuttering) H… he… hello.

Her: (giggling) Don’t be shy, I don’t bite

Yho…

She then leads me to the kitchen area and Lungile comes back downstairs.

…
Wendy

I am by the kitchen with the ladies. I don’t want to lie, I feel intimidated, especially around
Ntokozo. She has the aura around her that demands respect without her noticing or saying it. I
mean, you can see it for yourself… this lady is a Lion. Even the beast doesn’t compare here.

Nto: (flashing a big smile) So Wendy, where are you originated?

Me: I am from eMadadeni in KZN, have no parents and I live with my aunt, two cousins and my
son.

Nto: (so excited) You have a son? Can I see him?

Me: (laughing) Yeah, he is upstairs.

Lungile: (smiling) What is his name?

Me: Nqoba

Nto: (A bit off) Nqobizitha Mpangase

Me: Yes, how did you know the surname?

Silence. Okay… she is a bit off like she is having a moment of nostalgia… like she is remembering
something.

Her: (smiling) can I see him?

We then hear footsteps. It is Nqoba.

Him: Mama…

Me: (kneeling down) What’s wrong Kehla?

Him: I can’t sleep.

I then hug him… I look at Nto and she is shocked.

Her: Can… ca… (clearing throat) Can I hug him?

Me: Of course… are you okay?

She nods a numerous times. She then kneels down and Nqoba hugs her as she carries him in
her arms.

Her: (smiling) Sawubona Kehla.

Nqoba: (smiling) Hello

Her: Unjani?

Him: Ngiyaphila wena unjani?

Her: Ngiyaphila Kehla… Zinyane laboMolapo. Ngane kaItumelang yokuqala yomfana… yazi
ufana nca ma shi noBaba wakho?

He smiles… the biggest smile ever. I really love how she treats him. It shows that she is a real
mother. If you didn’t know, you would think he is her son…

Nqoba: (SAD) Ngiyabonga

Nto: (putting him down and kneeling before him while cupping his face) Hey… hey… hey…
kwenzenjani Kehla?

Him: (playing with his fingering) Angimazi uBaba mina. Futhi eskoleni bahlezi bengisukela
ngalokho.

Her: (smiling) Mamela Kehla… you see those who tease you of such are idiots. Wena ubaba
uzomazi namuhla futhi bazozisola ngoba iBirthday yakho sizoyenza eskoleni sakho. They will
regret everything they did.

His face lightens up

Her: Bazozisola ngoba wena uzophumelela. Ubokhumbula, akusi iwonke umuntu ofuna
ukubona wena uphumelela. Uyayazi iBMW i8?

Him: (smiling) Yebo ma…

Her: How many seats does it have?

Him: 4
Her: How many seats does a bus have?

Him: 30

Her: (shock gesture) Haaa, wazelaphi?

Him: (excited) Ngifuna ngayo eskoleni

Her: (laughing) Haa, ngathi uyangibhanxa…

Him: (laughing) Cha ma.

Her: (smiling) Okay, ngizokuthemba ngalokho. Manje do you know why they made it so?

Him: No… why?

Her: It is to show you that in life, when you have a lot of people, you will slow down. Let’s take
the bus for example, a bus is slow… very slow. That is because it has a lot of people in it. BMW
i8 is faster because it takes only 4 – 5 people. Angithi in a car there is a driver’s seat…

Lungile: Passenger seat…

Me: Left back seat

Lungile: Right back seat

Nto: and the center seat

Him: What does all this have to do with this?

Nto: Kehla, driver’s seat represents you

Lungile: Passenger seat is your family

Wendy: right back seat is your one friend

Lungile: Left right seat is your career

Nto: Then center seat is your books

Nqoba: Why is the books at the center and not the career?

Nto: Because Kehla, in order to get your career, you need your books first and the books are
close to you. and I wanted to say, if your car crashes, the books will be the ones out of the car
frist. All I am saying is, you don’t need everyone to love you, as long as you have us as family,
your mom and father. Not everyone will love or appretiate you, okay??
Him: yebo ma.

Nto: (smiling) now give me a gigantic hug like you hugging the cloud.

He laughs and attack her with a very big hug and more footsteps are detacted… the three
identical kids join the hug, along with another caramel skinned girl.

The girl: And you will always be my brother….

Ncaa marn… Lungile pulls me in and we join the hug.

Guy: (clearing throat) sorry to break the family hug but ladies, you are needed by the living
room.

Shit.

Lungile

The kids are upstairs, playing. I know it is legit 8pm but we thought they neede to bond with
their brother. The Mokoena clan, Tumi, Wendy, Nto and I are by the sitting room, specifically
the long table.

Thapelo: Uhm, so the issue has been put here. Wendy and Tumi had a one night stand and a
child was a result.

Silence

I am holding Wendy’s hand… she is nervous, very nervous.

Thapelo: Now Tumi decided that Nqoba will be taken in.

Sigh
Him: But Wendy will not be….

Nto: Masimba mani lawa???

Yerrr… that took a very wild turn, very quick.

Thapelo: Mgabadeli

Nto: (looking at Karabo) Nawe uvumelana nalomsangano?

Karabo is just staring as her, clueless. She then stands.

Nto: (looking at Tumi) Doti muni lo owubhula la wena?

Tumi: Ntokozo, I am a man. I know what is rig…

Nto: Knw what is right? When you broke that girl’s virginity, didn’t you think of the
consequences?

Tumi: (standing) I am a man, Ntokozo!!!

Nto: A man? Let me define what a man is to you, imbecile.

Yho.

Her: A man is a male figure that takes full responsibility of his actions… a man is a person that is
aware of his mistakes and tries to right them… a man is a full matured person, well developed
and does by all means to claim what is rightfully his. Now, you didn’t even tick any of those
boxes.

Tumi: Nto…

Her: (overpowering him) This should teach you to not think with your penis next time.

Silence… yeses… these people are standing opposite each other, eye – to – eye.

Thabang: (standing) I think we shou…

Nto: Yeyi, yeyi, yeyi, musu ukukhulumela safut wena uselo tape leso sishwapa sakho phansi.
Flash, he is seated. This is juicey.

Nto: maybe y’all don’t acknowledge the damages that your friend did, let me back it up a bit…
Itumelang Molapo, broke Wendy’s virginity and brought disgrace upon the girl. He left her just
like that and foolish him didn’t use the condom. Now, he has a very identical son that is in need
of a father and he still doesn’t want to fix his mistakes, nor take responsibility of them.

Tumi: I said I will take in Nqoba.

Nto: The fuck?! Are you hearing yourself?

Him: I will not live with Wendy… she raised him, I will take it from her.

Her: (livid) Are you fucken nuts? Uyahlanya? (chuckling) Ngivimbeni ngoba ngizoyishaya le nja…
(shooting a death stare) Itumelang Molapo, you are pushing me to the edge.

Silence

Her: This is what’s going to happen… You will take in both Nqoba and Wendy and both of you
will raise him and Ompile.

Him: (murmbling) Nna never.

Gun sounds…

Wendy

We are all on our feet. Ntokozo is point her gun at Tumi, who is unarmed. I thought she said she
doesn’t bite a few minutes ago.

Nto: (livid) You will do as I say or you forget having a son.

The ultimatum!!!!

Thapelo: All of you sit.

We all seat, along with him. Karabo is shaken, I think he knows she can pull the trigger.

Tumi: I will take this to court

They all turn their head to his direction. If their necks ain’t sore then they are strong ‘cause
wow… that was very fast.

Tumisho: Good luck with that my brother.

Thabang: it will be a waste of time and money

Thapelo: I mean, no lawyer is a match for Ntokozo… Not even Jessica

That… that is true.

Nto: CHOOSE WISELY.

Silence

Tumi: (defeated) Fine, what is your plan?

Nto: You will take in both Wendy and Nqoba. The Clan will sent a letter to the Mpangase family
for the damages then we will see to finish.

Lungile: What if it does succeed, I mean, you heard about the aunt.

Nto: Leave that to me. She will blankly accept the letter, I mean, we are talking about Lwazi
Mpangase… the fallen drug dealer.

Lungile: Harmless

KARABO: More like toothless.

The voice!!!! It screams Michael B Jordan.

Tumi: but I don’t love her

Nto: resuts of penis thinking, hooligan (looking at me) Wendy, you okay?

I nod

Her: Welcome to the family

She comes and gives me a hug, along with everyone. Tumi comes, attempts to hug me but I
push away. He looks at me weirdly… I roll my eyes and ask to be excused. I also noticed that
Ntokozo loves to roll her eyes and she does it in a very unique way, like she does it naturally
with sequence.

Hayi. A lot!!!

…
Insert #89

Lungile

It is the morning hours and I am by the living room. I am busy with this court case ahead of me.
I really have a lot to do and I still need to pop up by the shop to see how things are going. Oh
and I have an interview with Ms Lungelo Mavimbela to prepare for. It will be about the success
of Affirmation. Ntokozo will also be there. I am not sure on Wendy, I think it will be a lot to ask
from her, I mean she just got to the family so I don’t want to overload her.

Tumisho: (planting a kiss on my lips) Sthandwa sami

He then pulls away

Me: (smile) Morning Mokoena

Him: How are you feeling today?

Me: I’m okay, just a bit nervous

Him: (heading to the kitchen) Don’t be sthandwa sami, your rehearsal of the interview was
great.

Me: Eish, I am not sure baby.

He comes back carrying a bottle of water and a jar of olives. He really loves them.

Him: Know what, how about we go over your interview together again?

Me: (smiling) Okay

Him: (smiling) Is it fine with you?

Me: (smiling) Yebo Mokoena.

He hands me one folk and we start rehearsing while eating olives.

…
Ntokozo

I am by the kitchen, with the kids eating breakfast. Karabo is still upstairs.

Me: (handing the kids their lunch boxes) Ona, no crusts and Raspberries… Wawa, toasted with
olives and Lala, toasted with yoghurt.

Ona: (taking her lunchbag) Thank you mama

Wawa: Thank you Lioness

Lala: Thank you Lioness.

Me: Uncle Tumi will fetch you and after school party will be at his house, okay?

Lala: Yess, now I get to play with Nqoba

I smile. Impela, ngikhulisile lah… Wawa then steals Ona’s blueberries.

Ona: Warona hle!!!

Waw: What?

Ona: I want my berries now…

Kwasuka lokho… Karaba then heads our way. He is wearing Purple and black scotch tailored
chinos, revealing his perfectly shaped brackets, White Mokoena – Khoza Airforce 1 shaped
sneakers but ankle length, white Mokoena – Khoza T – Shirt and one of his customized Rolex
black pearl watches. That Black and white long fur traditional wrist band (Isiphandla) looks so
perfect on his left hand. He has blue eye contacts on and he tied his curls into a high ponytail.
Yeses, this man is so dreamy hle… the fact that he is on his phone and all serious is just… just a
very exceptional site.

He reaches us and puts his phone away.

Him: (smiling) Lioness’s dimes.

Them: Papa/ Ruthless/ Sho pops.

He does his handshake with Warona, then he does it with Larona then he plants a kiss on Ona’s
cheek. He comes around the counter and he tangles his hands around my waist and he plants a
kiss on my lips. Yeses, his lips taste so good, peppermint with Sweet syrup.

Him: (looking at me) Morning Lioness

Me: (giggling) Morning Ruthless.

Wawa: Ewww, cut it out

Ona: Don’t be jealous wena, just because your girlfriend dumped you…

They all get into a cold war.

Lala: (taking his last bite of his toast) Kwasuka lokho

Karabo and I look at him

Lala: (throwing his hands on the air) Ingane zenu.

Karabo: Your siblings

Him: (sigh) Yeah nerh

Karabo: Yeah

Me: (to Warona and Onalerona) Guys, it is too early for all of this.

Them: Sorry.

Karabo: (heading to the fridge) Are you all ready to leave?

Them: Yes Ruthless

He comes back carrying a bottle of water. He gulps it down like it was nothing. He then looks at
me.

Me: Cela uze la kancane?

He closes the water bottle and comes to me, put it on the countertop then he tangles his arms
around my waist. I then pull one curl from the front down, making it hang on his right side.

Me: (tidying up the ponytail) Now this is better.

He looks at me then chuckle.

Him: Ngiyabonga Nkosazane

Larona: Papa, are you sure that you are not fully zulu?

Warona: Yeah, I always wanted to ask but it slips my mind everytime.

Ona: For the 10th time, Papa is half Zulu and half Tswana, meaning Gogo was Zulu and Mkhulu is
Tswana.

Karabo: (chuckling) Your sister is right. That is just a story for another day Dimes.

Warona: But you always say that.

Karabo: (chuckling) I am waiting for the right time to tell y’all.

Me: That is my queue to leave y’all… I am already late.

I plant a kiss on Karabo’s lips then I head to the fridge, take out a bottle of water and a
Grapetizer then I head to the kids and I plant kisses on their cheeks.

Me: (taking my bags and car keys) see you all later… Mommy loves you all.

Them: Bye…

I then head to the BMW M4 CSL put my bags at the back, enter and I drive off.

I fucken hate traffic congestion…

~Incoming call: Lungile~

I connect the phone to the car radio and I answer it

~CONVO~

Me: Lungile

Her: Where are you?

Me: Traffic Congestion at the N12 around Ogies.

Her: But the court will be starting in 10 minutes

Me: I think you will be handling this one with Oratile

Her: What? Nto I need you by my side

Me: My hands I tied Lungile, I can’t do anything.

Her: why don’t you use the N4?

Me: it is also packed plus you know it is worse because of Balmoral road.

Her: Why are the roads to packed kanti?

Me: It is off peak season. Listen, you need to pull this one through. I will be there for the second
session if not in a hour or two.

Her: eish, okay

~END OF CALL~

I will just hit the gas station at Petroport, just to get something to eat.

Karabo

I just dropped the kids at school and I am now at Parkview Estate. I look at the door number
before knocking… 203N
I knock twice then I hear the door knod turn. I then look at him, all grown. He has ear length
dreadlocks, hazel brown eyes, just like a pool of honey. He has grown a few inches high and has
a body built of Thabang, smaller than me though. He is wearing a white Polo long sleeve T –
Shirt with black Redbat joggers, black Jordan 4 Royalty sneakers and a gold chain around his
neck. He has turned out lighter than before.

Him: (putting out his hand for a handshake) Mokoena

He really has grown matured

Me: (accepting the handshake gesture) Thando

Him: You can come in

He enters first and I follow behind and we both sit on the couches. This place is very luxurious.
It has white and grey, Italian white to be precise. It is well spaced out and has a lavender ascent
to it.

Me: I heard about your success, ndoda

Him: (chuckling) Yeah nerh…

Me: Congraduations

Him: Asbonge Mokoena

Me: So why did you call me here? Couldn’t you just pop up at home?

Him: (sitting upright) I would but I figured I needed to talk to you before I alert my comeback

Me: Okay.

Him: My success, it is not success out of the company I started that side, Shongololo Inc.

I just look at him blankly

Him: Diamond and Platinum. I smuggle diamond and platinum around the globe. Human
trafficking and CIT heists.
Human trafficking?

Him: I have a syndicate AT UK that works for me. All the wealth I have is from those activities.

Thando

He is pacing up and down. I stand still, looking at him. I can’t tell if he is angry or what. He is just
one person that is so unpredictable.

Me: (taking a step forward) Mokoena, please don’t tell my sister. She will kill…

A piercing sharp pain on my left cheek lands me on the floor. I am holding my cheek in pain as
he is looking at me, livid. He is like a beast.

Him: give me one good reason to not kill you right now, Thandolwethu Dladla

Me: Because I have intel on the Twala brothers and dirt on my father.

Silence

Me: I know he has been trying to kill Ntokozo. Do you think it is a coincidence that he just left
South Africa just like that?

Him: what do you mean?

Me: He teamed up with the Twala brothers. He heard that one of the Twala brothers is that
side so he went too. Smangaliso Twala…

Him: The first born of Andile Twala and Lonwabo Twala.

Me: Correct. Siyasanga, Mahlubi’s twin is about to marry a woman he doesn’t love.

Him: Jessica Zuma

Me: All because his fantasy crashed the day he found out that you married his true love.

Him:

Me: All I am asking for is to join your team, along with my syndicate, under your rule.
Him: (serious asf) End your human trafficking shit first. I don’t want to hear about it again
Thandlwethu Dladla.

Me: SHo

Him: Are we clear?

Me: Ruthless.

Him: (leaving) Go fix yourself.

He then leaves.

That was a lot.

Sho, Thandolwethu Dladla. You all know me as Babas kaNtokozo. I am 25 years old and I am the
owner of Shongololo Inc, a logistic company. Stick around to know more.

…
Insert #90

Ntokozo

It is around 22h34 and I am with Karabo at the indoor cinema watching The Wife season 3
episode 15. Well, we didn’t finish watching it so we finishing up. I am just lying back on his lap
while eating popcorns. He is busy rubbing my tummy. Mara guys nerh, sithwele kanzima!!! How
can a person be this good looking!!!? He is still on his Khaki cargos, Khaki Jonathan D slides and
white long sleeve T – Shirt. The kids are at Tumi’s. since it is a Friday, they insisted on a
sleepover, claiming to want to bond with Nqoba. Mina I am on my black leggings, black sports
bra and white puffy high elastic slippers.

Him: Baby…

Me: (still look at the screen) Uhm?

Him: Let’s go get ice cream

Me: Baby, shops are closed njena

Him: We will go to a Petrol station and buy at the one stop shop.

Me: (getting up) Okay, where are we going?

Him: late night drive to Piet Retif Total garage

Me: (looking at me) Baby when you opt for a late night ride, I know you stressed. What’s
wrong?

Him: (looking into my eyes) Nah babay, I am not. I promise. I just want to make it a norm in our
lives. We hardly spend time toether outdoors, together during the day so why not at night?

I sit on top of him, positioning my legs on each side of him. I then cup his face as he tangles his
arms around my waist.

Me: Are you sure?

Him: (looking into my eyes) Yebo mama, I am sure. You know I tell you everything mos. Phela
you are my human journal.
I giggle as he laughs. I then kiss him. The kiss is getting tenser, just by how his arms tightened
around my waist. I then pull away…

Me: Let me go wear something warm.

Him: Okay then. Whatever you going to take, please bring a duplicate for me.

Me: Oh so if I am going to get a thong, I should bring one for you.

Him: Yes

Me: (getting off him while laughing) Mxm, I will surely bring one

Him: (getting up while laughing) Ngiyadlala

We then walk out the cinema. I head upstairs to get two hoodies while he takes the bowl of
popcorns to the kitchen.

Karabo

We are on our way to Piet Retief Total Garage. Well, we are just going there for ice cream while
we have it in the fridge. Normalize late night rides with your wife and all the other stuff will pop
up.

Nto: (turning on the volume) Owww, this is my song!!!

Her: (singing) I think I’m addicted to romance

Show my whole hand

Laying my cards all flat

I say with my heart on my sleeves

If you fucking with me

Anything I’ll never take back

I think I should be single

 For a while

It’s getting a little wild

Knowing when to slow down

Probably best if I am single

To get in my zone out

Staying in my zone

I chuckle

Her: (still singing) Lord knows

My intentions are pure

And my heart is full of gold

Lord knows

My intentions are pure

My habits are cold

Love hard

Fuck harder

Serial lover x2

I can’t help but smile to myself. i always thought to myself that getting married at a young age
like that would make me or her lose feeling around our 30s but I guess it is quite the opposite.
My love for her grows everyday. When I see her, I still get chills. Whenever I look at her, I still
fall for her, even beyond. She is still the woman that I would kill for.

Anyways, we approach Piet Retief Total garage and we get a spot to park. As we exit the car, I
go to her side and I looks at her, wearing back leggings, shaping her boody like I was carved
from art, a white hoodie matching mine… technically she is wearing my hoodie, white puffy
high elastic slippers and she tied her locs to a mess bun, making her more cute.
I must say Isphandla suits her so much, especially the one with long white fur. Well, mine is also
long but it is black and white. She is White granite long but not too long nails. They look perfect
on them.

She is look at me, curious. I then pull her in for a kiss. I then pull away, carrying her. I then spin
around with her. She is just raising her arms like they are wings and she has the biggest smile
on. I then put her down.

Me: (looking straight in her eyes) Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?

Her: (blushing) Uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

I then kiss her. I still can’t believe she is still with me, even after everything I did to her… I mean,
I hospitalized her for three months with broken ribs, badly injuried arm and bruises and scars.
But she is still here, right next to my side.

Me: (holding her hand) Let’s get you ice cream.

We then enter.

We are now at North cliff by the spot where she accepted my offer in making her my girlfriend,
yes that one. Yet again I am leaning on the bonnet of the car and she is seated on top of it,
having ice cream art I have a Monster Ginger Mule drink.

Her: (taking a bite of Magnum) Mokoena…

Me: Mama?

Her: Yazi I was thinking of starting a wine business

I look at her

Her: Hear me out Mokoena…

I just look at her

Her: Mokoena, I don’t want to only own Mgabadeli Inc. I want to expand too and the wine
business with be the best idea.

Me:

Her: Mokoena

Me: Ufuna ngithini, Ntokozo?

Her: (shocked) ungaze ungibize ngeNumberPlate ephelele pho?

Me: isn’t that your name kanti?

She just looks at me blankly and she rolls her eyes.

Me: I hate that

Her: I have lost my appetite.

Me:

Her: Can we go back home?

Me: nah, not yet

She sighs in defeat and we then sit in silence. I don’t know if she ever thnk of such… I mean, she
is a queen for crying out loud. This will bring her bad publicity… “Queen destroying the youth
with her wine business”

Me: How are you feeling now?

Her:

Me: I asked you a question, Mama.

Her: I’m fine

I finish up my energy drink and I place the can down. I then look at her. She holds eye contact
then she shys away. I got to the passenger side, open the door.

Me: Don’t make me stand.

She just looks at me then looks away.

Me: (serious firm voice) Don’t fuck with me. Get in the car, Ntokozo

She turns her head in shock. I raise my hand and I count down using them from five. She then
walks towards me and she enters the car. Before she enters, I pull her to me, look into her eyes
and I kiss her. she responds to the kiss. I pull away and she enters. I close the door, sighs and I
enter the car, start the engine and I drive off… with my hand on her thigh.

Karabo

Nto: (screaming) Ahhh Leon… fuck!!!

I switch position and I have her on missionary. She is trying so hard to escape my grip but it is
pointless.

Her: Fuck!!! Karabo, whoah!!!

Ntokozo

Me: (screaming) Karabo ima!!!!

He hears non of it. He has been humping and thrushing me for too long now. He then carries
me to the wall. He pushes me to it with my back and he lifts my left leg and he thrushes me.

Me: (moaning out of breathe) Fuck!!!

I keep pulling him and pushing him. I honestly don’t know what to do.

Me: (breathing heavily right at his ear) Fuck!!!

That drove him crazy ‘cause he literally threw me on the bed, chest down, ass up and knees on
the edge of the bed. He then slides in without a warning and he pulls both my hands backwards
using one hand and the other was grabbing my butt cheeks.

Me: (screaming as he increases his pace) Karabo wait!!!!

I am lying in bed, basically lying full body on him. He is busy rubbing my back. I love how his
touch feels so reassuring. It is just insane. His cologue is just… it is so exceptional. A sniff of it
just brings back all the memories. It is just to signature, like it is his alone. His forever cold
hands… they just always bring up the tingles in me. his smooth skin!!!!

Me: Mokoena

Him: Mama

Me: I feel like you are angry.

Him:

Me: It is because of what I said earlier on?

Him:

I really want to look him straight in the eyes but already know that if I do, we will end up
fighting.

Me: I am sorry, Karabo…

Him: Uh?

Me: I meant Mokoena.

Him:

Me: I now see why you didn’t accept it.

Him: Sthandwa sami, mina angali. You can have any business but as long as it matches your
birthright. I mean, alcohol business will be a very easy way for your enemies to take you down…
same as a Strip club

Me: Okay.
My phone then rings… I take it and look at it

INCOMING CALL: Thando

~CONVO~

Me:

Him: (panting) Nto… Lungile’s house…

Me: (sitting up) Thando, what’s wrong?

Him: It is burning Nto.

Me: What?

Him: Yea, it is…

END OF CALL

#Narrator#

Nto then gets dress, very fast. She goes for a pink sweatpant, white bra and those chest
revealing hoodies… those ones that cover the arms, shoulders, the neck and the rest is out. She
puts on her ankle length All Stars, white ones to be precise. Karabo is also wearing in a hurry,
still clueless of what is happening. He goes for black sweatpants, black hoodie, black cap and
black ankle length All stars. He also brings along a Black cap for Ntokozo. The couple takes the
car keys, phones and they head out, running.

Karabo.

I am on the way to Soweto with Ntokozo, busy calling the firefighters, the clan and the rest of
the family. I know she won’t call the cops. In this family, we don’t believe in involving the cops
in our lives. We solve things for ourselves.
We arrive and there is commotion everywhere, neighbours with buckets of water, hoarse pipes
and others just looking. As we get there, we find everyone there. Lungile is being restrained by
Tumisho. Wendy is also there, crying. Ora is akso there, crying too. We rush to the clan and we
find them, looking directly at the burning house. It is in flames, serious ones. They have already
reached the rooms upstairs. Ntokozo rushes to Lungile…

Nto: What happened? Where are her parents?

Tumisho: (shaking his head in defeat)

Nto: Tumisho!!!

Thabang: They are gone

Ntokozo’s eyes widen…

Her: (Moving backwards) No…

Tumisho: We tried but we arrived t…

No…

Wendy

Ntokozo is now on her knees with Karabo restraining her.

Nto: (screaming so loud) Noooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is so emotional, very. Just like that, the tears river down my cheeks. Tumi then pulls me in
for a very tight hug. I am not crying because of this incident but seeing Ntokozo cry… like I don’t
know… like… like when the strongest person you have ever met cry like this, it is too much to
handle. I know it may not make any sense but like her cries scream pain, sencere pain.

I take a glimpse of her and it is just… no guys, I can’t. No…

Her: (crying) hayi, ngiyeke Karabo!!! Ngiyeke!!! Ngiyekeni!!!! They are still alive!!!

Karabo just restrains her as she tries to free herself. Mind you, she is now on her feet. The
neighbours are now looking at her and Lungile cry so much. By their looks, you could see
sympathy, brokenness and pity. It is as if they can feel her pain, man, I feel it too. She yanks her
hands from Karabo and she walks away still crying. I look at Lungile and she is just crying, trying
by all means set herself free. She is look at the flames. She is in just too much pain and her cries
are just, yho…

Tumi

Yeah nerh, when they said, “One’s cries cut deep” I thought they were joking. I have never seen
any of these women cry but today, hayi… i look at Lungile and she is just is so much pain, like
too deep. But Ntokozo, she is too hurt, you would think it is her parents burning inside this
house. She just stormed away, filled with pain and anger, so much. I AM JUST HUGGING Wendy
as she cries in pain. I don’t blame her, Ntokozo’s cries cut us deep inside, even the neighbours
were crying because of her cries. I know so, ‘cause they kept on looking at her while crying,
even men. Karabo then falls Nto behind. This has ‘cause so much pain in these two women but I
know war is coming.

Karabo

I follow Nto and I find her leaning with her elbows on the roof of the car, faced buried in her
hands and cap on. I walk to her, hug her from behind while turning her to face me. she looks at
me and I remove the cap. Her eyes are puffy. I then pull her to me, hugging her tight as she let
it all out.
Insert #91

Karabo

We are all on our way to Mndansane in the Eastern Cape, and trust me when I say this is not a
nice journey at all. Ntokozo is seated at the backseat of the car, with Lungile resting her head
on Nto’s thighs, sleeping I assume. Nto is look out the window while rubbing Lungile’s head.
The anger and pain in her face… I see Revenge written in her eyes. I can see her jaw clinch. She
is livid. I really hope we all get through this together, as one. I am just missing my cubes.

Tumisho

We just arrived with the clan at Lungile’s homestead. It is big hey, they also have a kraal, a big
one. As we got in, I spot many people in the yard, peeling and some seated in groups. We park
the cars and enter the main house with Lungile leading the way. Nto is not here, I think she is
taking something in the car. I am walking side – by – side with Karabo who is very tense. He
seems pissed.

We enter and we are offered seats. As we are seated, six men enter at once, one old and the
others young. Two young girls enter… they are not too young, maybe around Nto’s age group.
They are eyeing Karabo and I. They kneel before us.

The first girl: (smile – blushing) Can I get you anything to drink?

Me: (Serious) No, thanks.

Her: (looking at Karabo with lust) Can I offer you anything to drink or “eat”?

He just looks at her then looks at the men seated opposite us. The girl seems disappointed,
very. She ask everyone and they refuse. As they were about to leave, they bump into Nto, who
has her phone in hand and car keys.
She is wearing a Black long sleeve bodycon dress that goes all the way to her ankles, high fluffy
elastic black slippers and she has a black headwrap on, pushing her locs to a very high ponytail.
Hayi, my brother chose very well.

The girls look at her as she moves pass them into the room. She stands by the entrance,
scanning the room then her eyes land on one of the young men. Her eyes then scream rage as
her face turns to a serious but beast mode. Lungile and Wendy are also on their feet.

The old man: So you won’t sit down?

Lungile just looks at him like he is an alien.

One of the young men: Sit down

Silence and no movement

The other one: Anivanga kakuhle? Hlalani phansi

Movement detected from Wendy. She sits on the couch. The young men seem to be undressing
Ntokozo and Lungile.

Old men: (looking at Ntokozo) Dladla.

Nto:

Old men: Ngane yam, cela nihlale phansi.

Ntokozo: (serious asf) I will stand.

Young man: Haibo, amaSotho akushintshile shame.

Ntokozo: (looking at him) izoyishelo la sibone ukuthi ubani ivaka.

He attempts to do so…

Old men: (dismissing him) Ntsika, hlala phansi

The man… Ntsika sits.

Old man: (looking at Lungile) Mntana omntanami… dudu marn.

Lungile just look at him with more anger.

Ntsika: Awu sisi wami…

Lungile: Futsek wena…

Ntsika: Utheni?

Lungile: (looking at him) Futsek Ntsikayomuzi

Ntsika: (trying to get up) Uyangiqela…

Ntokozo: (standing right next to him) Futsek wena… ngeke sizozwa ngawe la. Ngikuya entabeni
for 3 – 6 months ubona sengathi uzosilawula… siDansela isiginci sakho thina?

ntsika: Wena uhlulwe ukushata ubhuti wam then uzongitshela….

We are all on our feet. Ntsika is holding his right cheek. I still wonder what is Nto carrying on
her right hand.

Ntsika: Uyangishaya?

Nto: Nah, bengikuthintitha nje… just a reminder of who I am.

Ntsika tries to slap Nto but Karabo restrain his hand before it reaches Ntokozo. They are now
looking at each other. I see face in Ntsika’s face and he is flinching in pain, meaning Karabo is
squeezing the hand.

Karabo: Uyenza ini?

The fuck…

…
Wendy

I am lying on the floor, looking at all of this. Tumi has his gun pointed on the guy that has
tension with Nto, Tumisho has his gun pointed on the other guy that has is gun pointed on
Tumi, Thabang has his pointed at the on pointing at Tumisho, Thapelo has his pointed at the
guy that has his pointed at Thabang, Lungile has hers pointed at The old men and Ntokozo has
hers pointed at Ntsika, who is unarmed and Karabo has no gun on him.

Karabo: (looking at the old man) Muntu omdala, size la ngenhlonipho sizofihla abazali
bakaLungile siphinde sizocela isandla sakhe emshadweni. Uma kunihlula ukusihlonipha, nathi
ngeke sithobele nina.

Isn’t he Sotho?

Old man: uyangitshela noma uyangincenga?

Karabo: Ngiyakutshela… angincengi futhi angikuceli.

Ntsika: (laughing) Heee… mihlolo. Uthini lo?

Karabo shoots a death stare at him. I have never seen this side of him.

Karabo: Ntsikayomuzi Tshambo, third born kaNomathamsanqa Tshambo and Themba Nxumalo,
born out of wedlock along with your two brothers, Langalakhelihle and Bhekikhaya (he said that
pointing at the guy pointing a gun at Tumi and the one pointi a gun at Thabang) He went to UCT
to study Law but didn’t succeed because of his fear of failure. He had a case of attempted
murder against your neighbor MaSibiya, five rape cases, Buhlebendalo Magwaza, Ndabezinhle
Twala or should I say Dladla, Andiswa Hadebe and lastly, Linamandla Mazibuko.

Wait, isn’t that Ompile’s mom, Tumi’s late fiancé?i take a glimspy of Tumi and his maintaining a
serious face. Ntsika is shocked and Ntokozo is… very furious but is trying to contain it. her jaw is
tight, eyes red and face should disguist, anger, pain and hatred. Is it even possible for one to
have so many emotions broadcasted?

Ntokozo: Bhekikhaya Tshambo, fourth born of the Tshambo – Nxumalo attachment. Went to
Fort Hare University to study Business and it did succeed. Owner of Tshambo Enterprise but
behind that comes skeletons. Four murder cases, Geja Mavuso, Jama Mkhize…
Silence

Her: (continuing) Nobantu and Vuyani Tshambo.

Eyes all out… this family has a lot of drama… kanti why didn’t I get the memo?

Her: not forgetting cases of vanderlizing, the burning down of the Parliament.

Get out of here!!!! This would make a lovely story, front page, and get me promoted to Chief
Journalist and editor!!! Thank you Lord for answering my prayers!!!

Her: (looking at the old man) Sambulo Tshambo, or should I say Mandla Wenkawu?

The old man gulps down his salivia.

Her: The biggest hitman in the Eastern provinces, form Mlazi, to KwaMashu, to KwaNongona, to
Port… traveller ranging like Intaba ZoKhahlamba.

She smiles at the old man, more like a smirk.

Her: Ubambele awungakhi amaCounsellor Amathuna?

Shut the front down!!!

Karabo: I wonder how many years will you get arrested for… I mean, there is a very big file of
evidence that is very tempting.

Nto: we are talking of life sentence, death penalty or just brutal death.

Fear!!! Kanti these family… hayi, I no longer know.

Old man: (nervously) Can we all just sit down and just talk like civilized people.
Lungile: civilized? Hayibo, what makes you think I will not kill you right now?

The old man looks at Karabo then Lungile

Tumisho: Don’t look at him. He will not bail you out.

He is serious asf. I see the man look at Tumisho then Karabo again and again. I guess he is still
trying to figure out if they are twins or I don’t know.

Tumisho: (lowering his gun) Here is what’s going to happen…

He walks to the seated old man. He is seated on those old days couch that sinks you in when
you sit, holding his walking stick. Tumisho then squats in front of the old man, leveling their
heights.

Him: we will bury Lungile’s parents tomorrow as we already planned and after the funeral, you
will blindly accept the letter we will hand you and the following week, my brothers and I will be
here to pay Lobola for Lungile…

Ntsika: (pointing his gun at Tumisho) Soze mfundin... eyami le ntombi.

Karabo pulls his gun out faster than lightning strucking and he points it at Ntsika, who has his
back turned to Karabo.

Karabo: Yeyi Fokof wena…

Tumi: If I were you, I would shut my mouth, listen to everything carefully, suck up to my loses,
accept defeat and obligue to everything.

Ntsika swallows hard as he seems to… Hayibo, uyakhala? Is he blinking away tears?

Thabang: And remove that gun from my brother’s head before you rue the day you were born.

He does as told.
Old man: What will happen if I don’t agree?

Tumisho: (chuckling as he puts his elbows on his thighs) At this point, you have no power of not
agreeing. (death stare) let me just say, I am being lenient by not wiping all of you in here. Let’s
not forget that Lungile and the royals can just finish everything right now… Angilisabi igazi
mina… ngabikwa ngoMuthi…

Silence

Tumisho looks down will playing with his mouth.

Him again: (looking up at the old men with a deadly smirk) … Ngagcabwa ngegazi.

I am convinced, I have entered in a family of criminals. All the brothers shoot a stare at me,
excluding Thapelo. Even Tumi is looking at me. what did I do? Did I say that out loud? No.. my
mouth is still sealed

Old man: Okay… it’s fine. (shouting) Jodina, Lusanda, Anathi!!!

The girls that bumped into Ntokozo earlier on with the attitude enter. They are met by the sight
of guns and it’s like they saw ghosts. The one I assume is Anathi looks at Ntokozo and fear
strucks her face. Ntokozo looks at her, head tilted to her.

Nto: Do we have a problem?

Her: (stuttering) No.. no… no…

Nto: You look scared…

Nosihle: Maybe she needs a candy

Me: (smirk) Or maybe a bullet

Lungile and Ora: (in unison) On her clit…

We laugh as ladies.

Old man: Fix rooms for the guests…

Karabo: No need. We won’t sleep here. We have our house. (getting out) see you in the
morning.

He leaves and Tumi follows with Thabang. Ora also leaves with Tumisho following her. Nosihle
follows, along with Thapelo. Nto follows Thapelo, with Lungile and I following. Ntokozo then
stands next to this Anathi girl

Her: (slightly chuckles) See you around, Anathi.

She shoots a smirk then she leaves with us following behind. Lungile looks at them like they are
her undershoe… Nah, she even looks at her undershoes way better. I still wonder what exactly
happened here yaz?

…
Insert #92

Wendy

It is around midday and we are by the graveyard and it is very tense. We are seated under the
tent. Lot of these people are crying, sad and all that. The Clan is just serious as pair usual. Nosi
and Ora are emotional. Well, Nosihle’s reasons are reasonable… I mean she is a pregnant
woman. Ntokozo and Lungile are just numb and serious. But I must say, ba de kapile shame…

(They outdid themselves)

They went for matching outfits. They are wearing Black long sleeve cocktail swing maxi dresses,
along with White court pump Christian Dior high heels. They have black doeks on… Nto tied
hers in a way that made her locs be in a high ponytail form while Lungile tied hers in the usual
normal way that let her frontal lay loose. Oh by the way, their dresses are off – shoulder.

Pastor: I would like to call upon the family and closed ones to pour the soil.

Everyones in the tent does that, including us and the clan. Ntokozo and Lungile are just seated
there, looking at the grave. Everyone return to their seats but Karabo and Tumisho head to
Lungile and Ntokozo, talking to them. Lungile stands as Ntokozo takes a long deep sigh and she
also stand. I notice people are looking at the four. Tumisho and Karabo sit on the two ladies’
seats as they are the only ones heading to the grave. They pour the soil with Lungile leading the
way. Yeses, these two ladies have the most perfect body… they are just too perfect you would
swear they don’t poop like the rest of us.

Anyways, they return and they give Ora a piece of paper and they sit on the grass mate, right
next to their men, still looking at the two graves. Ora heads to the front.

Her: Dumelang

Everyone: Ashe/ Yebo/ hi/ molo

Yeses, she also outdid herself. She is wearing a black hugging dress that has a slit on both legs
from the knees to the ankles. It is long sleeve and she added a glod thin belt to the dress. She
went for those black triangular front shaped closed flat slides that have those triangular shaped
decorations in gold. She has a frontal that is straightened. She combed it to the side at the front
then backwards the rest. She has a touch of make – up on with a black and red ombre lipstick.
She looks like a doll hlena!!!

Her: Ngegama nginguOratile Mokoena, inkosazane yaseRoyal Thabeng. Lungile and Kgosigadi
Ntokozo are my sisters in – laws. So technically uBab’ Tshambo kanye noMaTshambo are my in
– laws. Lungile was supposed to close up so I am here to do it on her behalf.

She then reads the paper

“ I would like to show appreciation for everyone that is here today. It means a lot to usapho
llakwaTshambo. Those that knew me know that I am not a person of words so I will be brief.
Thank you for being with us through thick and thin as the Tshambo family. Our appreciation is
ut of this world. Although we had to meet again in such circumstances, it means a lot. Let us not
cry but celebrate the lives of my parents… that really sounds like my dad…

People chuckle and laugh

“let’s just thank god for what he did, afterall he gives and takes for a reason… that one sounds
like my mother. But overall, let’s celebrate their lives as the bible says ‘zikhaleleni nengane
zenu. Mina ngisekuthuleni…

People: Umm

“Ubaba noMama basekuthuleni. Yes, we will forever remember them with their moments and
memories will forever hug their place but let us not dwell of them as life has to move on… (a
tear escape Ora’s eye) Gone but not forgotten, that is what they say… of course, it is true but if
only they could stay. Diyabulela ixhesha”

She then returns to her seat as one starts a song.

“Ngijulis’ nkos,

Othandweni lwakho”

Leader: Yandis’ ukukholwa kwami.

Everyone: (singing along) Yadis’ ukukholwa kwami

Other do that “shuf” sound aseZion.

Thath’ uqobo lwami

Nakho konk’ okwami

The bass: (deep)Ngiii

Hayi… it came from inside this tent. I look around and it is the Clan. Everyone looks at them in
shock, others with amusement as others go crazy joining along the song.

Leader: Nkos yami

Everyone: Ngiyavuma

This sounds very nice bohh… maybe it is just the love I have for Zion songs.

Karabo

I am with the brothers eating outside the cars. The girls are still inside the house. We are
chating there and there

Tumi: (directed to Thapelo) how is our wife doing?

Thapelo: (chuckling) She is okay but pregnancy is treating her bad.

Me: (laughing) Yah remember when you used to laugh at me when Mabakoena was pregnant?
Jokes on you.

We all laugh.

Thapelo: (laughing) Hayi ngeke shame… my wife is having it hard.

Me: Totos her.

 ➢ (Treat her soft)

Thapelo: I am bruh… but if it ain’t the “I asked you to buy me…” when she didn’t… it is the
“Awusangithanda ngoba I am an elephant”

We all laugh.

Thapelo: Yohh, ngithwele kanzima

Thabang: (laughing) Uphila isiNiger

Tumisho: (laughing) If “uphefumula ngenxeba” was a person

We all laugh and I spot Nto heading to a group of guys carrying a tray with glasses, whiskey and
juice. She gets to them, they smile and she serves them and she leaves, heading to a group of
grannies seated. They seem to beloving her, judging by the smiles and laughs. She laughs and
heads to the Zion ladies seated together, singing. I can hear then singing ‘cause they are close
to us.

“can you sing?”

Her: (laughing) there and there, sthandwa

“Do you know the song Ma kaNotsikelelo?

She nods smiling widely

“Can we try it with you leading it?”

Her: Okay I could try there and there.

“Okay…”

They signal for the guys to come and they do. Lungile also comes through.

Nto: Lungile, you start it

Lungile nods.

Her: Weeh Ma KaNontsikelelo

Yeses!!! The clan looks at them.

Back up: Nooontsike….

Bass: Iyo

Everyone: Ma kaNontsikelelo

Nto: Heyi wena uhlale lani?

Yho!!!

Bass: Uhlalelani

Lungile: usekelani?

Everyone: usukelani?

Nto: (hitting the high note) Iyhoooo ohoho oh oh

Thabang: Shit!!!

Everyone: Iyo mama kaNontsikelelo.

Everyone is looking at her agonished, even the ones she is singing with

Lungile: Wee ma kaNontsikelelo

Everyone: Nooontsike

Her: Weeh ma kaNontsiiii kelelo

Lungile knows how to hit the high note hle!!!

Iyo mama kaNontsikelelo

Ora and the other also come out to look at them in excitement

Lungile: Weeh ma kaNontsikelelo

They hum

Lungile: Weh ma kaNontsikelelo…

They hum

Nto: Oh wena uhlalelani?

They hum

Lungile: Usukelani?

They hum

Both of them: (hitting the high pitch while holding hands) Iyhooooo oho oho oho

There is chaos of the whistles blown, the cheering and the old ladies cheering.

Lungile: Weeh Nontsike

Everyone: Noooo ntsike

Nto and the bass: Nontsikelelo

Lungi and the aluto: Mama wakaNomathembi

Nto: Nontsike

Everyone: Noooo ntsike

Lungi and the bass: Nontsikelelo

Nto and the alto: Mama wakaNomathemba

Lungi: Uwalila

Bass: Walil’

Lungi: walila haha

Bass: waili

Nto: (high note) Walilaaaaa

Her and the bass: Usegoli

Lungi: (backing alone) Mama

Everyone: uNomathemba

“Yho yho yho yho yho yho”

“ayeyeye!!!”

The cheering. I look at Tumisho and he is as shocked as I am.

Nto: Uwalila

Lungi: (Backing alone) Walil’

Nto: (creasing the speed) Walila ha

Lungi: Walil’

Nto and lungi: Walilaaaaa

Lungi was leading with her in a back up lead in alto

Everyone: Usegoli mama uNomathemba

They then wrap it and cheering is heard as the girls hug each other with Ora, Nosi and Wendy
joing in on the group hug and the choir members hug them all in a group hug.
Tumi: Kanti…

Thabang: Woah, balazelaphi iGwijo laba?

Tumisho and i: Former soccer players

Them: What?!

Tumisho looks at me then the ring box.

Me: (excited) Aowa, this is the perfect time… run to her.

He gets up and heads to her as we also follow behing.

Lungile

As I turn after hugging a shocked Ntokozo. What the???

Him: (on one knee) Sthandwa sami… I am not a man of words but I could write a book about
you. our start was rough and the foundation was broken, with scattered pieces but as I saw you
again in that office, I saw hope. (chuckle) I always knew you loved me… mainly because of
omunye usisi obeshaywa amaPregnancy hormones…

Nto: Hey…

We all laugh. Karabo is behind Nto, hugging her.

Tumisho: (getting up) Yazi ini? Fok lento yabelungu

➢ (You know what, fuck this thing.

I hear mumbling… what is he doing. He draws a line on the ground with his shoe.

Him: (looking at you) Sengiwudwebile umugqa sthandwa sami… uyangifaka noma

uyangikhipha?

Thabang: (shouting from behind) Awww ngazi wena bhuti!!!

Everyone laughs. I look at Nto and she is legit in tears, so excited.

One old lady: We are not getting any younger dear?

I skip the line to his skip.. whistles are blown.

Me: (smiling while tearing up) Ngiyakufaka Mokoena

Nto: (doing the ‘spear and shield’ moving back style sokugida) Awwww…

Karabo: (cheering her) Khuphuka Mkam bakubone!!!

We laugh as ululating is heard

Ora: (pulling up infront of us) Woah… woah… woah… woah…

Everyone keeps quiet shocked. What is she doing?

Her: Abhuti qala phansi… wena(pointing at me) Buya ngapha. Ngeke impela. Why wena (looking
at Tumisho) how can you propose in my absences?!

Thabang: Aowa le wena oSlow.

Ora: (narrowing her eyes at him) Oh you…

Thabang: Sorry…

We all laugh

Tumisho then kisses me. I just cleared out all the noise and cheering and I just kiss him back.
Man, I love this man!!!

…
Insert #93

Ntokozo

Two weeks have passed since the funeral and my friend is now a Mokoena wife. Lobola was
paid for her. the price, still a mystery. She should just give up ‘cause she won’t get it. I mean
take me for example… 9 years of being married and I still don’t know how much money my
father sold me for.

It is 11h34 and in such a nice morning, I am planning on taking the kids FOR Paintball shooting. I
will just have to ask Karabo if he will be available.

I take the elevator to the ground floor and I find the kids by the living room, hugging the TV
with Karabo, watching some scary muder investigation documentary. Isn’t he supposed to be at
work?

Me: (WALKING TO THEM) Haw, ain’t you supposed to be at work?

All of them: (in unison) Shhhh!!!!

Me: (shocked) Geez, sorry!!!

I walk to the kitchen to make them breakfast. I know it is a little too late for it but never skip
breakfast. Trust me. Even if it means eating it at 3pm. Today, I think soft porridge will do. I cook
up a storm while drinking a bottle of water and checking my messages.

I then dish up for everyone and leave it to cool off abit because I know, if I call them to it, they
will be drinking it while hot. These kids and food, dangerous!!!

Me: Guys, breakfast!!!!

They all head my way.

Me: (serving the ffod as they sit on the kitch high chairs with Karabo) Larona, with butter.
Wawa, butter and sugar. Onaki, milk and sugar.

Wawa: Thanks Mom

Ona: Thank you Mama

Lala: Thank you, sthandwa sami

Karabo and I turn to look at him. I look at Karabo and he is also looking at me. I know I ain’t the
only one that heard that. it is not the “sthandwa sami” part but the tone he used. I then hand
Karabo his bowl of porridge. He kisses my lips.

Me: (smiling) Now you all eat up, we have plans for today.

They all look at me

Me: We are going Paintball shooting then yoga then we finish it up with a meal at Casa Bella

Their faces lighten up with joy. Karabo looks…

Him: wait, wait, wait, did you say Yoga?

The kids then realize that part and they all join their father with their “Wait, what?!” look.

Me: (smirking) Yes

Lala: Fuck no

All heads turn to him

Him: Sorry, but mama yoga?!

Ona: I think it is a great idea, I mean, yoga is good for your cardo.

Lala: Car what?

Wawa: (Putting his spoon down) Cardo… the maintainance of your physical structure and the
tension releasing.

Me: (smiling) Pay back for that tent y’all built

Lala: But

Me: not up for debat

I detect sighs. Karabo looks horrified. I just offer a smirk while eating.

Wawa: I have never wanted so bad to stay behind.

Lala: I second that

They finish and I pack up and wash the dishes as the head upstairs to freshen up. I too need to
freshen up.

I am now done freshening up. I went for Black mini pleated skirts… not too short, white
Mokoena – Khoza black long sleeve crop tee, black Mokoena – Khoza rootless cap that reveals
my natural fax locs that I tied to a high ponytail, black high puffy elastic slippers and to top the
outfit, I went for a white belted watch, black framed glasses, gloss, anklet on my right leg, the
necklace that Karabo gifted me on my 21st Virgin ceremony and a few brackets. I tighten the
elastic of the slippers at the back of my ankles then I head out after spraying my perform and
deodorant body spray. Well, I use Yardely London and 212 VIP roses and pedals cologne.

This time I took the stairs. As I walk towards the kitchen, I find then already dressed up. Lala
and Wawa went for black baggie cargo pants, the 8 pocket ones, black Mokoena – Khoza Long
sleeve T – Shirts that are round necked, black and white Retro ankle lengthed Air Jordans and
Black Mokoena – Khoza caps. Wawa has a white watch on while Lala went for a black on and
those manly chains. Onaki went for a White mini pleated skirts… just like mine, black Mokoena
– Khoza Long sleeve T – Shirt… tucked in style, white high puffy elastic slippers, a black cap…
resting her knotless braids, a black watch and the necklace her father gifted her after passing
very well.

Karabo is dressed like the boys, Larona to be precise. He is wearing a black Mokoena – Khoza
long sleeve T – shirt, black 8 pocket cargo with an elastic end, black and white Retro ankle
lengthed Air Jordans, black cap, Rolex watch and a chain. He has his curls rested all round his
head and today they are not maintaining the wetlook but are puffy.

I head to the kitchen to take a pack of Queen olives and I head to them.

Ona: Mama!!!

Me:

Her: You copied me again.

Me: (hands on my waist and my head tilted) Imihlola yami le.

They all laugh.

Karabo: (chuckling) Let’s go people

The kids run off. He pulls me to him by my waist

Him: (looking down at me) Mawusu muhle kanje uthi ngiDrive njani?

Me: (giggling) Mxm… udlala ngami wena

Him: I am serious Mama wabo

Me: (blushing) Ngiyabonga.

Him: My dad called.

Me:

Him: He said we have to head down to Botswana this weekend, Madireng wants to see us.

Madireng is the royal seer. Wait, am I seeing a moon in his eyes?

Me: Karabo, your eyes…

Him: (smile creeping in) What do you see?

Me: I see a…

Him: Mabakwena, what do you see?

Me: Moon and the hills

Him: (excited) Is it dark?

Me: No, it is bright and eluring

He then attacks me with a kiss. I respond and his hands wrap tight around my waist. He pulls
away while looking at me.

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?

Me: (smiling like a little girl) Uthandwa yimina Mokoena

He then gives me a piggy back ride to the car.

Karabo

I knew it. I knew one day this day will come but I didn’t expect it to me so close. I have been
hiding this for too long, too long. I wonder how she will react. I am afraid Larona will have it
too. Judging of the way he spoke today at breakfast, Lupus was in him.

We are by the paintball shooting facility and trust me when I say these white plastic suits are
extremely hot. It is Nto, Ompile and Ona against Wawa, Lala, Nqoba and I. We had to fetch my
kids bruhh, I mean, the more the merrier.

Ntokozo

Me: (whispering) Ona, you take down Wawa. Ompile, you take down Nqoba and I will take
down your Dad. Y’all be cautious of Lala since we are short. We all take him down first. Clear?
Ompile: Copied

Ona: Crystal

We are by the paintball shooting facility in Pretoria and trust me, it is harder than I thought, the
weather is draining, I am even sweating and worse, these plastic suits are hot.

I sneak by the boys side without them looking ‘cause Ompile and Ona are distructing them.

Me: (aiming at Karabo) Baby…

He turns to look at me in terror. I then shoot the paintball right at this head. It hits his hair and
face. I hold my mouth in disbelief. Everyone turns to us.

Him: (attempting to run to me) OH YOU!!!

I then run off, sprinting for life. I head for the piled towel of tyres.

Me: Shit!!!!

Karabo

Me: (looking at her) owwww!!!

The kids are laughing their arses out. She then rolls aroung to lie on her back. I then laugh.

Her: Shit, this damn plastic!!!

Me: (chuckling while helping her stand) Karma is a b***h, hey?

Her: Mxm…

I laughand she joins along.

Her: (laughing) Let’s sit over there so that I can dust off the paint on your hair.
We then sit by the chair made out of tyres, creativity!!! She disappears then comes back
carrying a basket. She puts it beside me and it has wipers, curl activater, my curl brush, lotions,
lip gloss, hand lotion and her perfume.

Me: Where did you get theses from?

Her: (gently wiping my face while standing) I brought them along… they were by the car
compartment… I mean, i can’t afford to have any of you having cracked skin, walking around
with messy hair, recking of the sun, have sun burn and lastly, smelling like sweat.

I chuckle at how orientated this lady is. She carries on wiping and dusting my hair.

She is done fixing me up. The kids head our way with Ona and Ompile sulking

Me: And then?

Lala: They lost.

Nto: (acting shocked) Haa, njani when I didn’t even get shot.

Wawa: You fell so we considered you out.

Nto: (exaggeration) Haa!!!

They all laugh. She then starts cleaning them up, with Lala obtain the last position.

Nto: Now, let’s go for yoga.

Ompile, Wawa, Nqoba and Ona: (jumping up and down) Yess!!!

Lala looks at Wawa and Nqoba.

Wawa: What?

Lala: You do yoga now?

Wawa: (shrugging) If you can’t beat them…

Nqoba: (also shrugging) …Join them

They then walk off with the girls, leaving Lala and I chuckling in disbelief.

Me: (rubbing his hair) 30 minutes of yoga won’t kill us, right?

Lala: (wearing his cap) Yeah nerh…

We then walk to the car with the others.

…
Insert #94

Ntokozo

We are at THE Yoga facility and so far we are 10 minutes into it. I know I will be dead at the end
of this ‘cause I told them it is 30 minutes and it is double that… I chose the 1 hour option by
mistake… I wasn’t looking. I saw it after I have paid.

I look at Nqoba and Wawa, they are trying. I look at Ona and Ompile and they look like
professionals. I’m quite impressed. I steal a glare of Karabo and Lala and… yeah, kuHard boh!!!
If only laughing was allowed.

Instructor: breath in, lifting your stomach

We all do as instructed

Instructor again: Make sure to maintain the upside down V shape.

Bang!!!

We all look back and a site of Karabo and Lala on the floorcreated humour in the room. Lala is
lying on top of Karabo’s legs with his on Karabo’s face. Karabo then gently moves Lala ontop of
him and they stand.

Karabo: Nna kea tsamaya.

Instructor: you can’t leav the premises till your time lapse sir…

Okay, this is when I ask for a hole to hide in.

Karabo: But 25 minutes has lapsed and 5 is left…

Instructor: I think you are mistaken sir… your session is 1 hour.

The last nail to my coffin!!!!

Larona: (eyes out) What?

I look at Karabo who is shooting a death stare, a serious one. The look is giving “The fuck” and
“Talk b***h” at the same time. I pull the instructor to the side.

Me: Ma’am, can we please leave… there might be an emergency at home.

Her: No ma’am, I can’t.

Me: (getting close to her) Oh really?

Her: (fear)

Me: (smirk) You will explain that to me tomorrow when we discuss where you got that conduct,
protecting your job.

Her: You can call the owner and ask.

Me: Okay…

~CONVO~

Me: Sage, talk to your people…

Her: Who is that?

Me: (to the instructor) Your name?

Her: Nandipha

Me: Nandipha

Me: Fix it.

~End of Call~

Her phone rings and she answers it. everyone is looking at us. Her eyes widen. I guess Sage
broke the news.
Her: (looking at me with fear) Ma’am, I am sorry. Deep apologies. Let me open up for you.

She rushes to open up for me. The kids and Karabo leave first. As I leave

Me: Report to Sage tomorrow morning with your uniform. You’re fired.

I then walk out, heading to the car.

It is 19h34 and we just dropped of Nqoba and Ompile at Brystan. We did buy takeouts due to
time and we did have our meal at Casa Bela. We get home and the kids rush to their rooms. i go
to the kitchen and wash my hands.

Karabo: (heading upstairs) Let me go and bath them.

Me: Okay.

I sense he is angry at me. I don’t know why but I know he is. I know it is definitely the yoga
thing. I start dishing up for everyone. We bought McDonald’s Big Mac large meals and some ice
cream. I still don’t understand why we bought it ‘cause we have tons of it in the freezer.
Tendencies created by money!!! They all head down after a few minutes freshen up. The kids
are in their PJs while Karabo is on his Grey Sweatpants, topless, revealing his 8 - pack and hulky
body. I still say it, those tatooes make his chest and left limb very hard to resist. His torso area,
the V shape… breath – taking. He has his wetlook curls back.

They all head to the dining room, specifically the dining table. I take a bow of warm water with
lemons in it and I slide the dry cloth over my shoulder and I head to the dining room. I get there
and I allow Karabo to wash his hands, dry them and I head back. The kids follow behind me to
wash their hands by the sink. They all head back and I take the food to them, starting by Karabo
then all of them. Warona said grace and we all dug in.

I am washing the dishes as the kids head upstairs with their father. He is going to tuck them in.
As I wash the dishes, I think. Why do I feel like a burden to Karabo? Especially these days. I feel
like he is distant, hence I made this outing. He is definitely hiding something from me and the
call from Madireng confirms it all. what if he is back to cheating again? but wait… since
Madireng requested this, maybe he cheated with the devil himself? Not that I don’t trust
Karabo, net nje I love him too much to let him be taken away from me.

“No one will take me away from you”

In shock, I turn and it’s him.

Me: What?

Him: (leaning on the wall, looking at me with his head tilted) No one will sepreate us.

How did he know my thoughts?

Him: (walking towards me) I didn’t cheat…

He wraps his arms around my waist.

Him: (chuckling) Not even with the devil himself.

The fuck!!!

Me: How did you know my thought?

Him: (smiling)

This man nkos yam… he never tames to surprise. His eyes… the moon is half today and the
scenery is dark. I am lost in them and I must say, today the place is not relaxing as per usual.
Instead, it has a very heavy feeling. Why is he sad?

Me: Why are you sad?

Him: (looking down) I am not…

Me: Don’t lie to me Karabo.

Him: I have something to show you…

We are disturbed by steps heading down the stairs. We move out the kitchen to the open space
between the kitchen and the seating room…

Oh shit!!!

Karabo

A heavy object heading the floor brings me back to reality. I look down and I am met by an
unconscious Nto. She fainted. I look by the stairs and I see a small wolf. It is seems to be still
growning. I scoop Nto and put her by the couch and I head to the little wolf. I squat down next
to it. I seems to be terrified, tall between its legs, ears down and eyes filled with tears. I scoop it
up and I hold it by my chest. I know it is him.

Me: (gently stroking its flurry fur) Cube.

It looks up at me then it licks my face. I knew this day would come indeed. My phone vibrates
from my pocket. I take it out.

Incoming call: Madireng

~CONVO~

Me: Ntate

Madireng: Kgosi, ke bile le pono.

➢ (My king, I had a vision)

Me: e ka Larona?

➢ (Is it related to Larona?)

Him: Yes

Me: Duke is in him

Him: Duke?

Me: Yes. Kganthi?

Him: I saw Alpha in him, not Duke.

Me: But Duke is in him. I am looking at him… the ice grey eyes and white fluffy fur

Him: whisper in his ear but praise Duke and see what I mean.

Me: (to the ear of the wolf) Duke, royal ruler of the Zion and Alaska. The dynamic and ruthless
successful ruler. Ruler of the 7 oceans, the land and spiritual world, protector of the Royal
Tlhabeng and BaKwena.

The little wolf gets unease it lets out a little howl while shaking its head in a shriver way. It is
turning. The fur coat changes black but the left side of the face remains white with the left eye
ice grey and right eye blue.

Me: (back to the convo) Madireng, I now see Alpha.

Him: Do youknow what that means?

Me: (sigh) He is the son of Alpha and Duke… the Lupus.

Him: He is the boundary between darkness and light. He is the last element.

Me: But Madireng jwang, ‘cause I am of the darkness. Where did he get the light?

Him: The white witch

Me: but those got extinct

Him: Mabakwena is the remaining one, the last of the spirits. She, who possesses light and
darkness.

What?! As I look around, I see her regain her conscious.

Me: Madireng, I will call you.

~END OF CALL~
I rub the wolf.

Me: Alpha, Duke, release my son and tame Lupus away.

The wolf gets unease again. the room gets filled with bone cracking sounds. Nto looks at me
then the wolf that is changing to Larona. She then hits the ground again.

Lala: (Looking at Nto) I did that to Mama?

Me: (laughing) yep.

Him: (getting off my hands) How longa has she been like this?

Me: She just hit the grund for the second time.

Him: Haa… let’s wake her…

Me: Nah, you go and get dressed and sleep. I will just let her sleep it through.

Him: okay

Me: And ohh, not even a word to your siblings about this.

Him: Yes pops.

He then heads upstairs. I turn to look at Nto… what am I going to do with her? if she reacted
like this with Lala, how will she be when she sees the beast? She always shaid that I would be
he death of her and today, I believe it.

I scoop her from the couch and I head upstairs with her.

…
Insert #95

Ntokozo

I am woken up by Karabo kissing me all over and gently bitting my cheeks, tickling me. I am in
bed. I don’t remember coming upstairs nor getting into my PJs.

Me: (getting up) And then?

Karabo: (looking at me) I must say it was really hard bringing you up her as have as you are, I
had to use the wheelbarrow to get you here.

Me: where is that wolf?

Him: (getting unease) I took it to the back by the lake, where is flee away.

Me: oh okay… better.

Him: get up… I’m taking you out for dinner.

Me: Dinner? Kanti how long have I been passed out for?

Him: baby girl, it is 20h34 and you have been out from around 00h52

Me: what?

He nods chuckling. Was I sedated?

Him: Get ready tuu Mabakoena. The kids are at Tumisho’s house by the way.

I get up and take a shower then I get into my navy blue hugging silk dress that has string
pullings on either side of me. It is short to the point where it reveals my thick thighs. I go for
navy blue sandal high heels that have a band by the ankles. I tie my locs to a messy bun, put on
a white watch, silver necklace, gold 5 piece anklets on my right leg and a pair of silver knot
earrings. I bit of cologne and a lot of Yardley London body spray will do. I take my phone, put
my FNB black card on the back of the cover, put some clear gloss on and I head downstairs.
I get downstairs and I find Karabo by the kirch high chairs, ready to leave. He is wearing a Black
long sleeve T – Shirt with his black and blue scotch chino pants, blue and white ankle length Air
Jordans, one of his rowlex watches from his collection and a few brackets on his left hand…
right next to his long black isiphandla. He rested his curl right round his head. You see that black
long sleeve top, it the reason why I will be laid tonight ‘cause wow the muscles are flexing
boh!!!

At my sight, he smiles…

Me: (smiling) hope I didn’t make you wait long

Him: (chuckling) if you call 45 minutes not long then nope

I laugh as we head out with him hugging me from behind. Today, we are taking the Audi Y5.

Ntokozo

We are having dinner at Casa Bella and so far, we are on our 3rd meal… the desert. I am having a
Trafull with chocolate delux and ice cream while Karabo is having… well, due to silly men
tendencies, he is having a glass of whiskey.

Me: Baby, please excuse me… need to use the ladies.

He nods then I head to the bathroom. I am only there to just wipe off my sweaty areas. As I
exit, I bump into someone.

Me: (without looking at them) Sorry… sorry… sorry. Apolo…

I look up and it’s him… Liyana Maphumulo.

Him: Caramel

Me:
He hasn’t changed abit. But his body is more buff.

Me: (serious face) Liyana

Him: I can’t believe it… you look more beautiful than before… small upper body and big thick
lower body, nezitho ezinkulu.

As I close the bathroom door, his eyes lend on my wedding ring. His face goes hard

Him: so you are married?

I nod

Him: who is the lucky guy?

My eyes lend on Karabo who is look at me and a smile forms without hesitation.

Me: him

Liyana looks at him.

Him: you are Mrs Mokoena?

Me: (turn to look at him with disgust) no, I am Queen Mokoena

Him: (chuckling) queen yakuphi?

Me: (serious face) Royal Thabeng known as Botswana

Him: As long as you haven’t had a child then I still have a change.

Me: (serious asf) I don’t have a child…

I see his face lighthen.

Me: I have children. So forget you like sbwl piece of moment. And ohh, I hate it when one
disrespects my husband… hate to get in my bad books.
I attempt to leave by he grabs my hand…

Him: You will always be mine. You and I will skip the country, start a new life and you will forget
about those kids.

I look at him, trying by all means to calm down.

Him: You will love me

I slap him hard across the face, catching people’s attention.

Me: Don’t fuck with me Liyana. Stop being a paedophile and come back to earth… I am
nobody’s property but all I can say to you is, you lost. Karabo won. Suck up and move on.

His face is getting hard.

Me: I love Karabo. He is the only one for me. (shooting a death stare) Don’t. Push. Me.

He attempts to hit me. I don’t even flinch but his hand is grabbed by someone. I can feel his
presence. His cologne fills the space in a matter of miliseconds.

Him: (serious tone) yeyi fokof wena.

Liyana tries yanking his hand from Karabo but his grip it too tight, not even moving Karabo
when he tries freeing himself. Karabo is kak angry right now. you see if it wasn’t for the
publicity, I don’t know what would Liyana be.

I mean, we all know Karabo guys!!!

Liyana: e Mfethu ngiyeke.

Shit!!! I know notice the body weight difference and it is very visible. Karabo needs to tell me
what he eats because he lookis like a beast.

“Efutsek wena” I look to my side and I spot Tumi. I always forget that he owns this place.

Liyana: (fear)

I mean who wouldn’t be scared by two bulked up men, with clothes screaming wealth… worse
part, having tattooes. I mean, everyone knows that a tattoo on a man hides scars, serious scars
like gun wounds, knife wounds and more. Worse part, Tumi has a scar on his face from his jaw
to his left cheek and Karabo has razor wounds on both cheeks (ugcabile).

Karabo: (looking at Liyana with rage) Uyibambe lingashoni sana ngoba la engizokuthola khona…
kuyoqhuma sanhlazan’ ezinye zoyofeketha…

He then frees Liyana from his grip. Yeses, I have never seen someone this fearful. Karabo takes
out a card from his pocket and hands Liyana while shooting a deadly death stare. With fear, he
takes it and reads it. I look down at it and it say “RUTHLESS” in blood bold letters.

Him: Dare to show that to anyone.

Tumi: (looking at him like he is inferior) Thatha le fuba zakho zomkokotela ufutseke la.

➢ (get the fuck out of here with those fake chest muscles of yours)

He then leaves and Karabo turns to me. Shit!!!

Him: (holding my waist) Uright mama?

I nod and he kisses me. he pulls away and turns to Tumi…

Him: Ntwana, let me get Mabakoena home and comfy.

Tumi: (fist bumping Karabo) No smoko njaka. I will passby after closing up with some desert for
Mabakoena.

Me: Thank you Tumi.

Him: Don’t mention it mfazi wethu

Karabo: Mfazi wethu wamaSimba… mine alone.

We all laugh. Then we head out. As we approach the car…

Karabo: Kanti where did this whole thing start mama?

Me: It started when I was ….

I then tell him everything. He is pissed more than being disgusted.

Him: Le nja

Me: (cupping his face) Mokoena, I am grateful for you being there for me.

Him: (holding my hands tightly) You are my wife Nunu, my everything… I wouldn’t let anyone a
hand on you. You are mine. I am the only one that can do so not anyone.

Okay, that last part was unnecessary.

Me: Ngiyabonga kakhulu Mokoena

He kisses my forehead then hugs me tight.

We just parked the car next to the front door. We haven’t left it. as I attempt to leave, Karabo
grabs my hand gently, carsing the back of it. His eyes are small, way smaller than they normally
are. He takes my hand and he places it on top of his pants, right by the zip. I down there and
the man down there is up. I laugh

Him: (lazy eyes) Don’t laugh at my pain.

Me: Kanti wena how is it that you are horny 24/7?

Him: (blinking lazily while lipping his lips) That dress has been hitting hard on me… since we left
this house.

I laugh… he then insert my hand in his pants. My eyes widen as my lips slightly open in shock.
He is so hard, very hard. Maybe it is time I play dirty for once in life. I insert my hand in his
boxers while I unzip his pants with the other, just to give me full acess. I then start moving my
hand up and down his dick.

Karabo

Just as I least expected, she reclines my seat and…

Me: (groaning) Shit…

The warmth of her mouth hits my tip. She plays her tongue around it then sucks it.

Me: (cursing) Fuck…

I place my hand behind her hand, grabbing his hair. She then moves up and down, slowly then
fast. She then increases her pace. Just as I least expected, she goes deep throat.

Me: Fuck.

I then control her pace by moving her head. She obeys to it.

Me: (roaring ) Ahh, shit…

Shrivers hit me but I tighten myself. I then pull her to sit on top of me with both her legs
cornering mine.

Me: I need you mama.

I maintain eye contact with her, while moving her panty aside. I attempt to enter…

Me: Shit…

Her: What?

Me: Look

She looks out the windscreen…

Her: (getting off me) Shit…

It is 23h47 and we are still in the car.

Me: When did she get here?

Her: I don’t know

Me: Didn’t she notify you that she was coming?

Her: No… Karabo, for crying out loud here, we are talking about mom. She never announces her
coming.

Me: Yho… so how long are we going to stay in here?

Her: I don’t know yaz? You enter first

Me: (looking at her confused) Why me? she is your mother

Her: And you are her son in – law.

Me: Haa, ngamane silale lah.

Her: Karabo mina when I enter that door, I will talk on your behalf but my behalf alone

Me: Haa, what happened to “together and forever”?

Her: When I enter alone in that house, where is the “ Together and forever”?
Silence

Me: Okay here is the plan. We enter, greet, ask questions far from what just happened then we
ask to go sleep, okay?

Her: Mom will preach the bible Baby.

Me: W e have no choice but to agree to everything she says then we yarn, ask to be excused.
Got it?

Her: Okay, doable.

Me: No betrayal nor leaving each other, okay?

Her: Okay

Me: Okay, let’s enter.

We exit the car and walk to the door. as we walk in, we are met by her sitting by the living
room. we head to her, smiling widely.

Me: Mama…

Her: (happy) Zinyane…

She then hugs me while I feel grossed out as I still reek of blowjobbing ‘someone’.

Her: (serious face) Mkhwenyane

Him: (smiling awkwardly) MaDladla

Her: (hugging him) Unjani ngane yami?

Him: Ngiyaphila wena unjani Ma?

Her: Ngiyaphila.

She is looking at us like she is expecting us to say something

Her: (leading us to the couches) Izani sizokhuluma.

Ow ow… time for me to initial my secret plan B.

Me: (already ready to leave) Mama, let me get Karabo his slippers upstairs…

Karabo shoots a “Haa BITCH” look at me.

Me: Don’t worry babay, I will even bring that feet lotion that you love.

Him: Hee.e I will fetch them myse…

Me: (running for the staircase) Don’t worry hun, I will hurry. Wena bond noMama.

I know y’all are think I am a bitch for pulling that stunt but hear me out… If I remained there, I
would be getting a lecture of my life so I don’t regret doiong it. if I was to take back the hands
of time again, I would have done it without even thinking it through. Karabo will have to forgive
me.

I get to our room and I head for the en – suite to brush my teeth, wash my face, wipe my
private area with Cushy wipes, fix my messy bun then change to my PJs… long PJ pants and a
white short sleeve T- Shirt and white slippers. I end up taking Karabo’s slippers too, along with
the feet lotion. I take my time walking downstairs. I dare to not use the elevator.

Me: (approaching them) I hope I didn’t take too long. I just had to change to comfy clothes.

I put Karabo’s slippers on the ground for him to slide in them. as I sit down, my mother looks at
me.

Me: What did I do?

Mom: Didn’t you say you were fetching a feet lotion?

Me: I did… here it is.

The label is facing me.

Mom: Lotion your husband’s feet Ntokozo

Me: Ma?

Her: Did I stutter?

I get on my knees, taking off Karabo’s shoe. This idiot has a smirk on his face… Mxa!!! I also take
out the socks. Damn!!! How does one have so perfect toes?! 75% of the women in these
country don’t even have such freakishly perfect toe nails and the shape too!!!

They carry on talking as I attempt to squeeze out the lotion, the label stops me. Yhiii!!!
Uzongibulala uKarabo lah!!! It is written “Gel Curl activator” . well, their containers look the
same hence he didn’t pay attention to it that much. If I notify my mom, she with make a fuss
out of this and I am not in the mood for a scotching.

I lotion his feet with it going in individually between toes. This thing is so satisfying… seconds
after applying it, it disappears. He still hasn’t noticied. I see his leg hairs curl up. Hey, it works.
He looks down at me and he is met by the label of it. He tries voicing it out but I pinch him. My
mother then asks to be excused as she needs water.

As soon as she was out of sight…

Karabo: (angry) Ntokozo, that is a curl activator.

Me: Shhh…

We look around, no sign of her.

Me: (whispering) I had no choice. I realized when I was here that it was the curl activator. If she
was to know, she would have scotched me, leading to the scotching of the event that occurred
in the car… want that?

Him: Curl activator pho?

Me: It was a mistake Karabo… an honest mistake. You better take out your phone and text Tumi
and Tumisho to come now with their wives so that she can just want to sleep.

He sighs as he lays his head backwards…

“Lalalala” singing detected.

I pinch Karabo and he looks at me.

Me: (mouthing) Do it now.

He takes out his phone and presses on it for a while. They then talk about how New Zealand
was.

Lungile

We are outside Karabo’s house and it is unsually quiet. As we get in…

Tumi: Fuck buddies, we are home!!!

No response.

Tumisho: Aowa lona… you can’t invite us and be sexing each ot… shit!!!

Oh Fuck!

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Lungile

Tumisho and Tumi hold their mouths while doing a twist spin, facing backwards …

Tumisho: (whispering) You see… you being contagious for once and already ke kena ko
mathateng.

Tumi: ain’t my fault that you decided to wake up and be talkative.

Tumisho: ke tla go pinch.a de balls Itumelang.

Tumi: eyy, aowa. The person who is supposed to be ball pinched is Karabo.

They turn again.

Tumi: (smiling) Sawubona MaDladla

Ma: (serious face) Itumelang

Yho

Tumisho: Sawubona Ma

Her: (serious face) Tumisho

Me: Sawubona MaVezi

Her: Yebo Lulu

Wendy: Sawubona Ma

Her: (smiling at her) Yebo sthandwa… ngiyaqala ukubona la... bengizosho uthi ngike ngakubona
kepha cha.

Wendy: NginguWendy Ma.

Nto: iFinance kaTumi mama.

Her: (happy) Hawu… uyathandana nalesigila mkhuba?

She nods while laughing

Ma: Yewuu… kanti kwenzakaleni nganmaBachelor for life?

Nto: Labo Ma, baHit.e ground floor.

Me: Basement

We laugh while the boys even fear to talk.

Ma: Yabona kungashada ubani konje lona… trouble maker ya la ekhaya.

NTO, Wendy and I : (in unison) Thabang

“Family… I have arrived!!! Ke tsweri di Best top shelf beverages!” speaking of the devil.

No sign of him.

Him: (getting close judging by the voice) Hawu kanti nasimema bese niyazifihla? Mara
angimangali. Vele la ekhaya kuyakiphitwa… (seeing Ma) Yhooo!!!

Kanti what’s wrong ngamadoda aleFamily?!

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Lungile

Thabang hides the bottle of whiskey he is carrying behind him.

Him: (nervously smiling) Ma’oledi

Ma: (serious face) Thabang.

Him: (mumling) Yho, what happened to Thabi or Thatha or TBang?

I look at everyone and they are trying to contain their laughters. Wait, why is Nto on her knees?

Ma: Angikuzwanga?

Him: Lutho Ma.

Her: Thought as much.

He sighs in relief.

Ma: (to him) Awungisthele… uhamba uphuza lobo tshwala all this way?

Him: (stuttering) Ch..ch… (clearing throat) Cha Ma… bengi…

Ma: Futhi ugcoke eni?

I try not to laugh and I look at Nto and she is bitting her lip. This is a very crucial time to laugh.

Ma: Bheka iblukwe lihamba emadolweni… ingakho uhamba kanje. Ilento yokuzama ukunqanda
ukukuwa kwalo. Angizayiphathi yeskipa eseOrange.

Tumi looks away, trying to contain his laughter. Well, I know a lot of you think uMa
uyazitanasela la… well, she is like our current mother figure. Whatever she says, we listen
‘cause indlela ibuzwa kwabaphambili. Even these bimbos respect her more than anything. She
is like MaKhoza.
Ora enters, smiling. As she sees Ma, her smile widen.

Her: Ma?

Ma: (happy asf) Othandiwe wami.

She then runs to Ma like a little girl, hugging her very tight. Her bond with Ma is very unique
hle. It is like Ma is her biological mother.

Ora: (pulling away) Ufike nini? Why didn’t you call?

Ma: (laughing) I arrived not so long ago to your siste se…

Nto and Karabo: (getting up) Haa haa haa. Hayi… we were still discussing Tumi

Tumi: (panicking) Hayi, besiqedile ngami… we were discussing loh (side eyeing) Tumisho

We all look at Tumisho. He looks confused until he realize. The panick in his eyes!!!

Him: Ehh aowa… ne re bowa ka Thabang

Thabang: hayi ngeke bangidissile mina… plus I entered very late. I want to hear the others.

We all look at Karabo and Ntokozo

Nto: (panicking) Hayi mama… sikuTumi.

Karabo: Plus Tumisho and Lungile

Me: (my hands on my chest and my head looking down) I am shocked… mina?

Ma: Sikhuluma ini ngoLungile noTumisho

Thabang: (singing Ngijola neBhinca by Khuthuza) Kuthi angithathe imthwalo yami ng’goduke
ngiyokiphita.

The last nail to my coffin!!

Ma: Nidlala umaFut and set?

Silence

Ma: Lungile?

Silence

Ma: Tumisho?

Tumisho: Cha Ma… incwadi yokucela isihlobo ithunyelwe kwaTshambo eMdansane. Sisalinde
impendulo.

Ma: Ohhh… okay.

Me: Weeh Ma… bowusasho ngoNtokozo noKarabo.

Ntokozo: Haaa… mara Mama

Ma: Hayi ngeke… laba bayangixaka nje. Umuntu aba nendlu… isithabathaba somuzi.
Amakhamelo maningi phezu kwalokho aba neCinema, iPool house ne khamelo lakhe kepha
akhethe nje ukudlela ingane yami emotweni.

Our eyes are out…

Thabang: yerr… top news… Quickie flop as Mamezala bursts the couple.

We laugh and Ntokozo hides herself behind Karabo.

Ora: (laughing) mei skat oWild mos…

Nto: Eish… it was a moment mei skat. I mean I was told to never starve my man now angisazi

Ma: Hayi wena ngizothi phela manje niAbstain.e.

Karabo: (eyes out) Haaa ngeke Mkhwekazi. Hayi, ngeke impela. Phela sekufa mina la… ngathi
kujeza mina ngedwa lah

Nto: ncono than ukuthi ngihlazwe

Karabo: (looking at Nto) Ini! Hayi ngeke. Ngizothutha kanti ekhamelweni.

Nto: ini? Ngeke!!! Ngamane ngikubulale.

Karabo: Exactly…

We all laugh

Tumi: (to Karabo) So you are the sex addict lah?

Karabo: Itumelang… ngizokufaka phansi kweBus noWendy kanti ngendala zayizolo.

Wendy: (hitting Tumi’s shoulder) Kanti umtselile?

Tumi: No… yes… eish. Ngeke understand.e

Her: Mxa… (to Ma) Nami ngicela ukuAbstain.a

Him: Aowa… njani?

me: Nami

Tumisho: haa,why? Ngenzeni mina manje?!

Me: Shukuthi nawe uyam’tshela u2nd wife ngendaba zethu…

Karabo: Woah… ubani uSecond wife?

Me: Wuwe.

Him: Hayi ngeke… Tumisho, mkhuze otherwise ngizozikhipha indaba

Thumisho: Haa monna. Khanti ub’yang?

Karabo: (to Nto) Baby ngibambe ngizomshaya uLungile. Uqale wangithathela indoda yami
manje sekethi wena kimi?

Nto: (fanning Karabo) Calm down Girlfriend… she didn’t mean it.

Lungile: Yeyi, I meant it.

Thabang: (rushing between me and Karabo) a match without a ref is not a match.

We all laugh as we got back to our senses.

Ma: (shocked) Kanti nihlanya kanje?

We all laugh…

Her: (laughing) I am shocked.

Weeh…

Her: (laughing) I am just happy that y’all are safe and have a strong bond. Let’s pray before I go
to sleep.

She hold hands then close our eyes as she say the grace.

Ma: Where are my grandchildren… including the cute young men and Ona’s lookalike.

We laugh…

Me: They are at home sleeping with Mme Larona looking after them. She insisted.

Her: (heading to the downstair bedroom) Okay… lilaleni kahle ngane zami.

Us: Good night ma

As soon as we head the dor close…

Lungile: Why did y’all throw me under the bus like that?

Nto and Karabo: (in unison) Your man started it.

Tumisho: Haa

Nto: You said, I quote “... sex buddies.”

Tumi: Mina

Nto, Wend and i: Last one to we talking wena.

Him: Yho

Thabang: Now mina.

We all look at him

In havoc, we all talk at once.

“Ngiyakhiphitha”

“What did Nto and Karabo do?”

“ The song”

I can’t even track which one said what…

Tumi: Ande nje your fashion taste yaToday is just fucked up

Thabang: Atleast I don’t wear chinos

The guys look at him. They all wear Chinos

Tumi: it is far way better

Karabo: Very

Tumisho: Very

Tumi: Compared to your color co – ordination skills

Nto: Nigga, Orange t – shirt and blue sweatpants?

Me: Now that is just fucked up

Thabang: Sis’ Wendy?

Wendy: No cap, it is just too out

Ora: did you even look at yourself in the mirror or…

Thabang: Mxm.
Me: Ladies, let’s go sleep.

The boys: Wait what?

Wendy: We are all going to sleep in our yoga room

Tumi: Haa.

Us: Bye

We all head to the yoga room

Karabo

Tumi: Curl activator?

Me: Yoh… ankere ke Mabakoena

Thabang: Look at how curly your leg hair is

Me: mxa… she did me wrong on top of leaving me with her mother after we got caught doing
the deed in the car

Tumisho: (laughing) You woman is eveil

Me: After promising me bruh to not leave me. I just heard a “Mama, let me get Karabo his
slippers upstairs…”

Them: Yho…

Me: that was not even the scary part.

They give me the go on look

Me: Her thought before she pulled her stunt blurted “ Aowa, time to initial my secret plan B”

Them: (laughing) Yhoo

Thabang it is at the moment that I knew, I fucked up.

We all laugh.

Me: (chuckling at the relisation of how much I love this woman) yah nerh… ngazengashada
empilweni

Thabang: Omunye ukhohliwe ukuthi uLobolile waDraw.a nomugqa

Tumisho: Eish brazzo, Mme ole has this thing of making on nervous.

We all laugh. Overall, we are happy.

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Insert #98

Lungile

Game night always get me high!!!! We are all in the living room playing 30 Seconds over some
snacks. The kids are at MaDladla’s house. She took them for the holidays. We are playing with
partners so each couple against each other. Ntokozo is with Karabo, Nosihle is with Thapelo,
Tumi is with Wendy and Thabang is with Nosipho and I am with Tumisho. Oratile is with
Thando.

It is currently Ntokozo and Karabo’s turn. Ntokozo is acting and Karabo is guessing.

Me: Time starts now.

Ntokozo: The drink I spilled in your G63 that made you angry

Karabo: McFuzz?

Her: Yes.

Her: The place that you always wanted us to go to for vacation… very hot and surrounded by
oc….

Him: Comoros

Nto: yes…

Her: A cartoon series where Steve and Danzel are best friends… Park Rangers…

Karabo: Brickleberry?

Her: Yes….

Her: Remember when you ate that expired yoghurt… that night I was going to watch the FIFA
world cup… the team that was going to play with Mpape in it… the team that lost.

Him: France?

Her: Yes…

Her: The salad that I ate on that day was from?

Him: Burger king?

Her: Yes…

Her: The company that I worked for before Sportscene?

Him: Zara

Me: Time’s up.

Tumi: Was he right?

Her: Yes

Karabo then picks up Nto in a hug and he runs around with her…

Him: (excited) Yes!!!

Wendy: Damnit, they really know each other.

Oratile: I mean they are forever together… having dates, trips…

Tumisho: Late night rides…

Me: Wine tasting dates…

Thapelo: Movie nights at Cinemas while they have one big one…

Thando: Hours of Grocery shopping…

Nosihle: Not forgetting the Mall way surf with the kids…

Nosipho: And the ice cream dates…

Oratile: where Karabo eats yoghurts ‘cause of his hate for ice cream.

Me: Not forgetting the Different Friday nights they sink out to different restaurents for different
dishes.

Tumi: And the Soccer matches they have against each other.

Wendy and Ora: She plays soccer?

Tumisho: Yho…
Thabang: She is a professional.

Me: Ehh, there is no one I know that plays soccer like Ntokozo.

Tumisho: I so second that.

They all look at him as I laugh.

Thapelo: I wonder what she did to you.

The couples return laughing.

Me: She literally whipped his ass up.

Tumisho: A natural ass whipping.

We all laugh while Nto and Karabo stand in confusion.

Nto: Care to share the joke?

Me: Telling them about how you and I whipped Tumisho and Karabo’s ass in soocer the other
day.

Karabo: (seating down) Yho, a natural ass whipping…

Tumisho: Told y’all…

Nto: (sitting between Karabo’s legs) on that day, I was willing to let them win but Tumisho said
something.

Nosihle: What was that?

Lungile: A woman will never beat him in soccer.

Karabo: (eating popcorns) And thanks to uBafo we got lose…

Thabang: for sure it wasn’t that bad… 1 – 0?

Tumisho: 7 – 0 papa.
Their eyes widen.

All of them: 7 – 0?

Tumi: Kanti who was the goal keeper for y’all?

Karabo looks at Tumisho

Me: (laughing) It was him.

Thapelo: And the girls?

Nto: Onalerona

Thando: Ayi… That’s my girl… she took after her uncle.

Nto and me: Cima cima cima…

Him: but… uhm… i…

Nto: Nigga, you were into hockey…

Me: You hated soccer…

Him: Haaa…

Nosihle: Legit hated soccer.

Nosipho: Full stop

Him: Yho…

They laugh

Thabang: So it was Two against Three?

Nto: Nope.

Me: They had Cube and Wawa was the Ref.

Wendy: Oh, tragedy.

We all laugh…

Tumisho: Thabang and Nosipho are up.

They play

Karabo

We are busy playing 30 Seconds and a lot is going on. Thabang and Nosipho switched partners
‘cause Thabang wasn’t guessing the one. Thando is now with Thabang and Nosipho is with
Thando.

Lungile: Nosipho and Ora... you’re up.

Nosipho is acting out and Ora is guessing.

Nosipho: A supermarket with the most rudest cashiers…

Ora: Shopright

Her: Yes… The author of the book where Tukelo used to beat…

Ora: Noluthando Shezi

Her: Yes… He is acted at as Tom Clans at a Tom Clans without Remorse…

Blank…

Her: As at the movie the Creed

Ora: Michael B Jordan

Her: Yes… The continent at the far east…

Blank
Her: Uhm… It is shaped as the birthmark Thando has on his left butt cheek…

Ehh…

Ora: EXCUSE ME?

I scan the room and everyone is shocked. Nosipho is not related to Thando so how did she
know that? I look at Nto and she is laughing.

Nto: (laughing) Angihleki… Nithi iShaped njengeBirthmark ekuphi? That birthmark you are
talking about is at his left upper thigh… close to the torso, which is not visible even when he is
shirtless…

Ora: (looking at Nosipho) So how did you know that?

Nosipho: (stuttering) uhm… i… eh…

Ntokozo

I am busy eating popcorns and watching these two have a fight… they attempt to stand up to
stop them but I stand up, looking like a crazy woman.

Me: You all will sit your fine ass down. I haven’t seen any action in a while and if they don’t
finish this, thet will hate each other and hold grudges so you all will sit down right this moment.

They sit.

Me: (sitting back down) hawu, kanti y’all don’t want to discover the truth? Ningazongidina.

They carry on fighting and by the looks of everything, Ora is winning the fight. If she was losing
it, I would have intervene. I mean, she is my day on…

Lungile: (shocked) YHo!!!

Wendy: (covering her mouth) Shit!

Nosihle: (looking away) I didn’t see anything…

Me: (laughing) Amane aphuma amaFrontal…

Ora ripped off Nosipho’s frontal and threw it to Thabang. One thing I have learnt is that, never
stop people when fighting… bayeke kacedzane nkane bashaya ngemakhanda bephulane
timpondro. Eventually, they will stop.

Karabo

Everyone is now seated and Ntokozo is doing the talking.

Her: Are y’all done fighting?

Silence

Her: (banging the table with rage) I said are you done?!

Them: Yes/yah

Her: Yaz, y’all disgust me…. niyanginyanyisa.

Silence

Her: Wena Oratile, mbuze why I told everyone to not stop y’all from fight?

Silence

Her: Ask her…

Ora: Why didn’t she let them stop us from fighting?

Nosipho: Why ubuza mina?

Ora: They said I must ask you

Nosipho: Angazi

Shit… that one was deep.

Tumisho: (whispering to me) That slap had no justice papa… kanti your wife hits this hard?

Me: Mxm…

Sometimes I feel like I am the oldest in this family…

Ntokozo: Ungathi awazi… tell her.

Nosipho: it is because we were taught to never stop people from fight… hence kuthiwa, bayeke
bacedane inkani… meaning….

Ora: I know.

Nosipho: didn’t they teach you to be grateful? Thank you woudnt hurt you.

Ora: Didn’t they teach you to close your thighs? Having a dignity and respecting your body
wouldn’t hurt you.

Tumisho: (as a whisper) Yho.

Nosipho: Ain’t my fault that you can’t satisfy a man.

Thapelo: Ehh

Ora: Ain’t my fault you are a town’s bike.

Lungile: (turning her head in motion) Oww…

Nosipho: with all due respect, your man is the one that came to me… I don’t know why I am at
fault here.

Ntokozo then heads to the kitchen…

Ora: then you opened your legs for him, knowing very well that we are dating. And oh, which
respect are we talking about?
Ntokozo then returns with two butcher knives. She forcefully hands them to the girls…

Her: You all are stuck up on each other so why don’t you just kill each other?

Silence

Her: (angry) Do it!!! Kill each other!!! Proceed!!! And oh Wendy, pay special and careful
attention to this because it will be your next biggest hit ever… Mokoena wives killed each other
for a Dladla dumb boy!!!! Don’t worry, all of us here will be your witnesses. (turning to the girls
again) Tip of the iceberg will be that you will be giving Lungile and I a very big case on our
hands…

Silence.

Her: Turn those knives around.

Ora: But that part is sharp.

Nto: Don’t I know that?

Silence

Her: Now do it… turn those knives around.

They do as told.

Nto: Lungile, they are four bowls of ice cold bowls on the kitchen counter… get them for me.
Wendy, go help her…

They leave and come back with them. they put two next to Nosipho and two next to Ora.

Nto: Hold those knives tight

Nosipho: But they are sharp

Nto: Don’t push me… you have pushed me far enough… don’t push me to the edge.
They do as told.

Nto: Oratile, Nosipho who is standing next to you slept with your man… and I am very sure it is
not even once… they have been fucking. She is right next to you…

I see Ora getting livid…

Her: She has been fucking with him behind your back. Get the picture, her and Thando in that
room fucking… in your bedroom, your bed…

She is pressing the knife

Nto: Your sheets… she is right next to you mei skat.

Aowa, this is a lot. She is now bleeding

Nto: She has been fucking Thando… day in and day out…

Lungile: (worried) Nto…

Nto: She even knows every single being of him

Tumi: Nto…

Nto: (more firm voice) if Thando was fucking her, that means your game is not the one.

Thando: Nto…

Nto: Just imagine what he says to her after and during sex…

Thapelo: Nto…

The tension build up is too much. Nosipho is nervous asf and everyone is sitting up with
concern. And Oratile is squeezing that knife for dear life and the blood is a lot.

Nto: just her moans… haa Thando… Thando, stop…

Thando: Nto… ima

Nto: Thando ima, uyangilimaza… Thando, yess…

Oratile’s blood is even dripping.

Nto: Feel the betrayal

Silence

Her: The pain

Silence

Her: The lies

Silence

Her: he played you…

Silence

Her: He fooled you

Ora: (screaming with rage) Arhhhh!!!!!

The knife then breaks… jaws are dropped and eyes are wide open. I always knew she had this
side.

Nto: (serious face) How does it feel?

Ora: (raging)

Nto: I see it in your eyes…

Silence

Her: Nosipho

Silence

Her: Uthando ukudlalile

Silence

Her: He said he loves you but that meant nothing

Silence

Her: You know very well that he love Oratile

Silence

Her: If he loved you why isn’t he stopping me like he did with Ora…

Silence

Her: Why isn’t he calling out my name?

Nosipho: No

Her: Why is he looking at Ora and not you?

Nosipho: No, no, no…

Her: You will forever be his booty call…

The rage in this girl’s eyes… Oratile’s rage is nothing compared to this.
Her: He has used you enough… he fucked you, left you like a broken and old Tupperware as
soon as he got what he wanted…

Blood is dripping…

Her: He loves Oratile and not you.

Silence

Her: You were a bet…

Silence

Her: A kite is what he calls you when he is with his friends…

Silence

Her: That is if he even told them about you

Silence

Her: Oh I wonder how you feel…

Silence

Her: all of these people see you as hoe

Silence

Her: The towns’ bike

Silence

Her: No morals

Silence

Her: A weak pathetic whore

Silence

Her: weak mistress

Her blood is now dripping like water from the tap.

Nto: Weak

Nto: You are weak

Nto: Weak!!!!

The knife then breaks… kanti, how do they do it? a knife? A whole knife?!

Nto: How does it feel?

Her: (raging)

NTO: Good. Both of you, stand up.

They do as told. She walks to them and stand between both of them. She holds their wounded
hands and dunk them in…

“Arhhhh!!!!” both of them

Ntokozo is just quiet. The strength she is putting in restraining these women. She then let go.

Her: Respect my house. Don’t fuck with me. never fight again. Clear?

Them: (panting) Crystal.

Her: (looking at Thando) Wena, stop your bullshit. Just because you are wealthy doesn’t mean I
can’t beat the fuck out of you.

She then heads upstairs, livid asf.

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Insert #99

Ntokozo

It is 3am and I am outside by the balcony of our room. I have been tossing and turning the
whole entire night. This family is getting too much for me. you know, sometimes I feel like just
running away and never looking back but I can’t. I have kids to look after. I have kids to always
provide the warm motherly love to and most of all, to raise.

Incoming call: Lungile

~CONVO~

Me: Talk

Lungile: We are ready, only awaiting your call.

Me: Leave everything… drop everything and meet me at Bushbuck Ridge in 10.

Her: What?

Me: Do as I say. I know.

~END OF CALL~

I head back inside and I am met by the sight of the sleeping Karabo. He looks so adorable when
sleeping, you would swear he is innocent. He looks… I don’t know… innocent, hence I never
bothered to open up to anyone about the abuse. I fear no one is going to believe me because if
you look at him, it iis very unlike him. The love he shows me every day, every minute,
everywhere makes people believe that he would kill for me. of course, that is true… I mean, he
has done that already. And if we would have to reverse the hands of time to see what he would
do, he would still do it, I mean, this man killed a lot for me. Liyana, Ntsika, Ofentse… name them
all, he killed them cold hearted for me.

“You know I can feel your eyes on me, right?”

He is awake.

Me: Did I wake you up?

Him: (getting up and out of the bed) Not really. I was already up.

He slides his feet in his slides and walks towards me. I can never get used to the beauty of this
man. 7 years together and I still simp for him daily.

My thoughts are disturbed by his hands hold my waist, gently carsing it.

Him: (looking straight in my eyes) MaBakoena… what is it that is keeping you up at this time…
that made you like your man in bed alone.

Me: (blinking with my heavy eye lids) Just thinking…

Him: must I tell you what woke me up?

I just nod… words failing me. his hands are grabbing my ass.

Him: (chuckling) I work with words MaBakoena

Me: (rolling my eyes in pleasure) What woke you up Mokoena?

Him: Did I just see eyes rolling?

I just shake my head no while looking down.

Him: I was woken up by your thoughts… they were too loud.

I look up at him with shock. Wait, did he hear everything… even the beating part?

Him: (looking at me) I heard it mama… I heard everything you were thinking of since you left
that bed.

Me: I’m sorry Mokoena… I just could help but think of it

Silence

Oh god, why do you always forsake me… I know I haven’t been to church in a while and I have
been doing bad deeds but I am sure the good deeds I do for people cancels out the bad ones,
right? I just hope I don’t get a beating. I really do not want to be in bad books with Karabo. God
knows, I have been trying. I just don’t like it when he hits me… it always take away a piece of
me. I actually would rather get punished in bed than being beaten up.

Him: Your wish is my command.

What he heard that? he then plants a kiss on my lips.

Him: (peck) Mama… (peck) all I ask from you (peck) is that you obey me (peck) respect me at all
time (peck) be a wife (peck) but at the same time (peck) a mother (peck) a friend (peck) my fuck
buddy (peck) my everything (peck)

Silence

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) What do you say?

I nod

Him: (gently grabbing my neck) Mama… what do you say?

Me: (drowsy) Ngiyavuma Mokoena

He has a smirk on his face… he then kisses me. With defeat, I surrender and just kiss back. we
are fighting for dorminance in each others mouth. He then suck on my lower lip along with my
tongue and a moan escape my mouth. And just like that, I lost. As I kiss him, I can feel he is
smirking. He then pulls me up, causing me to coil my legs around his waist, revealing my butt
chicks… I mean, I only have a silky night dress on.

He is grabbing and brushing my ass and thighs. He then carries my inside our room without
breaking the kiss, closes the sliding door and pulls the blind to close up. He then lays my back
against the wall, kissing me for dear life. He then slides his hand under my night dress straight
to my breasts, exposing my body. He plays with my breast then pinches my nipple.

Me: Ahh…
A moan escapes my mouth. His lips leave my mouth, kisses my neck, leaving trails of kisses til
he reaches my nipples. He sucks, blow and kiss, over and over again. hethen pulls me to the
bed, where he lays me on my back and he carries on sucking my nipples.

“arhhh” another moan escapes.

He then trails down my stomach to my hot pot. He kisses my inner thighs and he holds my
thighs up and firm. He then gets to my hot pot, kisses it first then…

Me: (moaning) Arhh…

His tongue is in, twirling and twisting. One thing about Karabo, he has a long tongue and it gets
effective in such situations…

Me: (eyes wide open) Ummmm….

He is biting, twirling and twisting. He moves his tongue in circular motions, causing me to grab
on the sheets. Yeyi!!! My life depends on these sheets. He then holds my right hand using his
left big hand and my left hand with his right big hand, causing me to let go of the sheets.

Me: (moaning in frustration) Mmh… ahhhh!!!!

He is pulling a punisher. He is holding my hands on purpose. He wants me to suffer. A voice out

of nowhere posp in my head…

Voice: Baby, you chose your punishment so no cheating. You get to grab nothing… I will make
you suffer, MaBakokoena.

Shit, he is in my head. As I’m about to reach my climax, he stops. WHY!!!!! He looks at me then
he comes for my neck.

Me: (cursing) fuck…

He sucks on my neck while rubbing his manhood between my thighs, making my feel how hard
he is. This drives me crazy!!!! He is as hard as steel. I know he has always huge but nowadays,
he is growing more big and hard. Big to even fit me. well, I did opt for surgery to stitch me back
to normal… what I did not know is that when they said “normal” they meant the normal me
that was tight even after breaking my virginity. When I opted to complain, the doctor said she
makes no miracles…

Karabo: (looking in my eye) your breathing on its own is an invitation. I want you to say it.

Me: (desperate) I want you… all of you in me, Mokoena.

Just like that, I feel a sharp pain down there.

Me: (screaming) Fuck!!!

He is still pushing the rest of him in me. Tears fill on the corners of my eyes. It is like the first
time!!! Curse that surgery!!!! My eyes widen.

Me: (screaming) Ahhh!!! Uyangilimaza Mokoena!

Him: unapologetic mama.

This man! He then pulls back quickly then he sides in again, fast.

Me: (scream – crying) Karabo!!!

He pulls back then in again.

Me: (scream – crying) Haaaa!!!

He then stops abit, reaches out for something by the side board. I then see a belt. He then ties
both my hands together, tightly for that matter. he then slide his man hood fully in me. he pulls
back and repeat

Me: (scream – crying) Karabo, uyangilimaza!!!

He ignores my cries and he carries on. I no longer feel my hot pot. It is just numb. Tears are
now flowing abit. He then starts thrushing me.

Me: Fuck!!!

He coversmy mouth with his right hand as his left hand rubs the top of my hot pot, bringing
upon pleasure. I feel the pell up…

Him: (deep voice) Release for me mommy.

Without wasting time, I let go and it all gush out with this man strokes me through my orgasm.

Me: Karabo pull out.

He carries on stroking until he let out a loud groan, more like a roar. He then collapse on top of
me.

Me: Karabo, pull out.

Silence

Me: Karabo

Him: No.

Me: What do you mean know?

Him: I mean that… no

Me: Karabo, you are going to get me pregnant again

Him: That is what I want

Wtf???
Me: Mokoena

Him: Ntokozo, just sleep

Me: How can I sleep with you inside of me?

Him: Just sleep…

Me: Mokoena hle

Him: What did I say earlier?

Shit

Him: Sleep

Me: I don’t want to get pregnant

Him: Well, embrace it. you have no choice.

Me: (murmuring) I will just get morning pills in the morning.

Him: (getting angry) Try me… I dare you to take those pills and you will rue the day you met me.
I dare you.

Haaa!

Me: So you want me to walk around with a big belly?

Him: Yes…

Me: Kodwa Rabo

Him: Don’t call me that

Okay, he is mad now.

Me: Karabo, I have a life. I can’t keep having babies.

Him: MaBakoena, sleep or else I will fuck you again with no mercy
Me: Karabo

Him: (looking at me) Didn’t you choose this punishment? Didn’t you?

Me:

He is getting worked up so I will just keep quiet. As I lay my head down to sleep…

Him: On second thoughts…

He pulls me close to him, flipping me around like a pancake. I am now laying on my stomach. I
wonder what he is doin…..

Me: (screaming) Ahhh!!!! Karabo!!!

He is going rough, very rough.

Me: (scream – crying) Ngiyaxolisa Mokoena!!!

He just fucks me even harder… he is grabbing my waist with his left hand while his right hands
keeps on spanking my ass and grabbing it. just as I was about to balance on my tied hands to
add my height , just to tame him down, he grabs the belt and pulls it up in a flash, making my
slip and hit the bed with my boobs.

Me: Fuck!!!

He gives deep strokes…

Me: (screaming) Ahhhh!!!

He pulls me towards the edge of the bed then stretch my legs far apart, causing me to lose
access to control my hot pot. He then hummers me for dear life. As he let go of my leg, I suck in
my stomach, causing my hot pot to grab his manhood. He gets frustrated… he tries humping
but I maintain a tight grip.
Him: (frustrated) Mama, loosen up please.

Me: (drowsy) Mokoena, I am tired.

Him: I am almost done.

Me: No

Him: Mama

Me: No, Mokoena.

He just spreads my legs far aprt, causing pain towards my inner thighs, causing me to loosen
and he humps me

Me: (screaming) Fuck!!!

He thrushes and let out a loud groan, sending shivers up my spine. I’m shaking… he is so
satisfied, very. He then stroke three more times and he pulls out. He flips me around, enters me
again, stroke three time, causing him to ejaculate in me then he collapse on me, still in my hot
pot.

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?

Me:

Him: Ntokozo

Me:

I am trying to utter the words but im too drained. He looks down at me. I smile at him

Me: (low voice) Uthandwa yimina, Mo… Mok… Mokoena.

He laughs at how weak I am. He just pushes my thighs up and strokes me slowly and slowly as
try not to sleep. He then pulls out, leaving a burning sensation down there. he leaves for the en
– suite and comes back with a white towel. He starts wiping me clean. I notice blood. I guess he
teared me again!!!
He disposes it then comes back, make me lie on him as he covers us with a duvet. He rubs my
back as he keeps kissing me all over. This man is addicted to me.

Him: (chuckling) Yes, I am addicted to you, mama.

I giggle abit. I love you so much Karabo Mokoena… more than life itself.

Intrusive voice again: I love you too Mama. You know I prefer showing it than saying it
sthandwa sami.

…
Insert #100

Ntokozo

Well, today is the day of going to Tlhabeng, Madireng requested us. The clan is downstairs…
apparently we are taking the jet from the root top of my house. I really don’t mind actually. I
am currently in the kids bedroom, technically, Larona’s room. They love his room more than
theirs. They are getting dress.

Me: (screaming) Guys, you have been in that closet for far too long! Come out already.

Wawa gets out with Ona. He is wearing balck tailored pants. They maintain the structure of his
legs, full bodied brackest to be precise. He has the Brown animal chest and back cover (iMbata)
over his white Mokoena – Khoza customized sheet, along with Brown and white Air Jordans. He
rested his curls round and he has a brown watch on. Hayi, my boy is growing, hey? He is only 10
and he is already dressed like a teenager.

Ona on the other hand is wearing a Cocktail swing high an lower back dress. It is a long sleeve. it
is black from the shoulders to the waist and white and black flora from waist to slightly below
her knees. she accommodated the look with black heels. Of course they are not that high, they
are just normal heels. Her hair is a mess… I need to get that fixed.

Me: (impressed asf) Oww my babies, look at how beautiful y’all are.

Wawa: (bowing with his left hand on his chest) Thank you Ndlunkulu.

Ona: Thanks mama… please do my hair hle!

Me: (standing) Okay come. Wait, whwere is your brother?

Wawa: (walking to the door) He is…

Lala: (from the closet) I’m coming… still tying my shoes.

Me: Phangisa Larona.

I then start combing Ona’s hair and Wawa heads out. I decide to tie here hair to a high messy
and funky bun. I decorate it with white flowered pins, making it look brazilent.

Me: Now go gloss your lips…

Ona: Okay then.

She then heads out too.

Me: Larona Junior Mokoena… don’t make me count.

He then comes out. Yeses!!!!

Me: Hayibo…

Him: (walking towards me) No need to drowl mama… I know I look great.

That part is not a lie… he really outdid himself here. He really is his father’s kid. He is wearing
brown tailored pants… perfectly shaping his legs, brown waistcoat, white Mokoena – Khoza
shirt, Brown caramel animal chest and back Zulu cover (iMbata), brown and white ankle length
Air Jordans, brown watch and he made his curls puffy. See what I mean? A whole 10 year old!!!

Him: Mama, please fix my hair for me.

Me: (still shocked) Fix what when you are already perfect lala?

Him: (lightening up) really?

Me: (smiling at him widely) Yeah nunu… you look exactly like your dad boh.

He just attacks me with a very warm hug. Without hesitation, I hug him back. honestly, I don’t
like how they grow so fast. What if they no longer hug me like this when they grow up?

Him: They will MaBakoena… they will always hug you like this.
Shocked, we look by the door and we see him. He looks so hot hle. Did I miss the memo ya
Today? He is wearing Navy blue tailored pant, Tuxedo tailored pants to be precise, White
Tuxedo shirt, Navy blue Tuxedo waistcoat, Black and white Mbata(the strip one), Mokoena –
Khoza ankle length Air Force shaped white sneakers, Black Rolex watch and he tied his wetlook
curls to a ponytail and took out one string of hair fron the front. He has his nose piercing ring on
and the eyebrow one too. Yeses!!!!!

He walks towards us and he is shocked by Lala’s outfit. As he was about to speak, Ona and
Wawa enter too. The shock in him grows! He looks at me and I just shrug.

Him: And then?

Silence

Him: Who did and replaced my kids to fashion icons?

We all laugh.

Me: Guys, let me go and change. Time is not on our side. It is already 18h30.

Karabo: And the family downstairs is already angry.

Me: (running out) Shit.

I get to our room and change.

Lungile

Tumi: (getting worked up) Kanti what is taking these people so long?

Ora: Bruhh,

Thapelo: We have been here for two hours

Thabang: And still

Tumisho: No sign of them

And then? What’s with all this “finishing up each others’ sentences”? hayi, this family!!!

Me: I am sure there is a reasonable reason to all of thiiiii….

The elevator bell rings and the door opens.

Tumi: (eyes out) Fuck!!!

Yeses!!! Hayi, ba de kappile!!!

Warona steps out first, followed by Ona and the twins take the last (Karabo and Larona). I love
that dress on Ona… the heels!!! The hair!!! Hayi, I rest my case!!! Wawa has an incomplete suit
but it looks so perfect on him!!! Those legs!!! I am telling you, a lot of girls are going to have
heartbreaks because of these two, struu!! Larona and that Brown caramel suit!!! Who would
have thought that one could look so breath taking in a light brown suit?! these kids look like
those celeb kids for America!!!! Their brakets… even the girl look so breathtaking, I mean they
take after both parents but there is something about Larona. This child earns the respect
without making you. His presence screams “bow before me” … like in zulu they say,
“unesithunzi”. He has a walk that screams “businessman and millionaire” just like his father.
Karabo on the other hand is… I wouldn’t even say anything because if I talk, I will write a whole
novel. He is just too perfect.

They all head to us with Ona and Ompile sharing a hug. Ompile is wearing a Red cocktail swing
dress, exactly the same as Ona’s. they look like twins with matching outfits. She also has heels
on, red ones! The boys head to Nqoba who is wearing a Powder blue suit with uMqhele oBlack
and white… did they all plan this or? Hayi ngeke…

Whistles are detected with shock in others. I look at Wendy and Ora who have their eyes out as
the elevator’s door open. Yeses!!! Now I want to change ngeke!!!!

There she comes, wearing a Navy blue Mermaid dress. It is so unique boh!!! It is those off
shoulder dreses. Let me try describing it.

From the Off – shoulder to the thighs: Navy blue crystals, along the sleeve to the palms. It
obtains a navy blue material.
In the front: (from the breast to the waist) it has a V – Shape but it is covered. Now due to her
having a tiny waist, it is very tiny by the tummy area. The boobs are pushed up, maintaining
their bubble shape.

(from the waist to the thighs): Due to her huge lower body, the shame is huge. The hips shape
the dress perfectly like boma Cirlce vides. Don’t get me started on the ass!!!!

From above the knees to the floor: it just opens up into a flower kind of layout. It is not those
single layered dresses, cha. This one has extra layers, like a lot of them!!! the layers are flowery,
like messed up roses. The material is silky in Navy blue.

As she walks, we see here white red bottom Christian Lamborghitini heels, court pump shaped.
She is busy on her phone as she walks to us. Oh, she has a necklace on, along with a pair of
crystal earrings a white watch, Rowlex to be precise and she tied her locs to a very high bun. It
is very tidy, with a few white pins on it. she did those circular edges and has her royal thingy…
konje what do you call that thing that is like a necklace that you put on your hair and forhead?
Khona lokho. Isiphandla eside kule ngane!!!!!! Sbwl!!! I must say, she really grooms it well, hey?
The perfume! The perfume!!!

Thabang: (defeated) Hayi, I no longer know… njalo nje y’all always outsmart us. Even the
kids!!!!

We all laugh.

Nto: (smiling) I guess you need to uppen your game, grangpa.

We laugh

Thabang: Hahaha, very funny.

Nto then heads to Karabo. She is still a few centimeters shorter than him. He wraps his arms
around Nto’s waist from behind… kissing her neck over and over again as she giggles. Hayi,
these ones never get enough of each other. Ten years after their marriage and they still love
each other dearly.

Tshepo: (popping in) Kgosi, Kgosigadi, Bakoena, the jet is ready.

Ohh, Tshepo is Karabo’s driver and yeah that.

Karabo: Okay, thanks Tshepo.

We all head up to the two elevators. Nto then heads up the stair, said something about bag. we
then get to the root top and in the jet we enter. Nto then appears after a few minutes, carrying
a tow gym bags, the Nike ones. I try to help her.

Me: (shocked) Yeses, this bag is heavy.

Her: (serious) Hold it with caution. It has our guns.

Me: Guns?

Her: Yes…

I dare not to ask. Her phone rings.

Ntokozo

Income call: Sihle

~CONVO~

Me: Khuluma

Him: Beastikazi is in your territory.

Me: Handle it for me. I am about to leave the country.

Him: Okay

~End of call~

I get in the jet and I head to Karabo. I kneel before him.

Me: Mokoena, please tell the pilot to use the route via Angola.
Him: (concerned) Why?

Me: Jessica is in my territory so that means she knew I was leaving today. I think she has
something planned via out original route.

Him: Okay Mabakoena… I will handle it.

Me: Mkoena.

I then head to the room where the ladies are. But before that, I head to the kids’ room and I
find them playing chess, with Larona, Warona and Nqoba playing their Playstation.

Me: Are you guys good?

Them: Yebo mama/ yes mom

Me: Okay my babies.

I then head to where I intended to go to. To my arrival, I find them drinking wine in mugs. Yes,
that is our life as the Mokoena/Molapo wives. I pour myself and ii settle by the single couch.

Ora: Woman, you look so drained.

Me: Eish wena… you have no idea.

Lungile: Iza nazo

I look at Wendy then they all get what I mean. I can’t discuss this infront of Wendy. We don’t
want her knowing about this. luckily, she is just busy on her phone, blushing.

Me: Hayibo, is that a blush I see?

Wendy: (still blushing) Hayi, it is nothing.

Me: Woman, I know a blush when I see one… iza nazo

Wendy: (still blushing) Tumi and i…

Ora: Kissed

Nosihle: Fucked?
Lungile: Hayibo nina noyiTwo… stop it with y’all’s dirty minds… (lookinga at Wendy) Did you?

We all burst into laughter… yeses, these women are wild.

Wendy: (shying away) We are official.

Say what now?!

Lungile: (eyes out) What?!

Ora: Get out of here!!!

Nosihle: You lie!!!

Me: (interested) Nazo Meals!!!

Ora: Tell us all the details!!!

Ora: So you telling me that he tied you down and made love to you?

Nosihle: Corrections, fucked her.

Wendy laughs while nodding her head.

Me: (eating Biltong) I am not surprised… I need Tumi loved you.

Lungile: (snatches my long biltong) He just needed a push.

She takes a bite of it then Ora snatches it from her

Ora: (biting it) I mean, he is the easily charmed one.

Nosihle snatches it from Ora

Nosihle: (biting it) Bae, that man was long yours.

Wendy snatches is from Nosi

Wendy: (biting it) I have to thank you guys, specially Ndlunkulu.

I snatch it for her.

Me: (taking the last bite of it) No need to thank me bae… you are family. but y’all owe me
biltong, like I am hurting from how it rotated.

They all laugh. I really wouldn’t trade them for anything in this world.

Lungile: (getting up) On that note, let me go check on the kids and get more snacks…

Wendy: (already on her feet) No, let me do it sisi…

She then leaves. As she closes the door, they all look at me.

Me: (sigh) Jessica is in my territory. I believe someone tipped her on mydeparter to Botswana.

Them: The fuck?!

Me: Yeah, Sihle broke the news to me.

Lungile: Shit…

Me: But I told him to fix it

I check my phone as a phone alert notification rings. I look at it…

Sihle
Don’t take the normal route… that the route via Angola. Then via Zimbabwe, okay? She has her
men on standby for the royal jet at the usual entrance. They don’t have the power to enter
Botswana so you will be safe in there. Leave the kids at Botswana when you come back because
it won’t be easy. This is war.

Me: (looking at the girls while getting up) War has arrived.

They look at me with shock. I head to the clan and as I approach, Karabo looks at me. I walk to
him and I kneel down infront of him… yes, when we are with people, I address him on my
knees. I look him in his eyes. Karabo, war is unleashed upon us by the Twalas. I honestly don’t
have the strength to alk and everyone is look at us.

Intrusive voice: What?

He leans forward

Me in my mind: Got a text from Sihle saying Jessica has her men all over our normal route, on
standby for the royal jet. He also said when we come back, we must leave the kids behind
because it won’t be easy. Blood will shed.

Intrusive voice: So we have a mold in here?

I just nod.

Intrusive voice: I wonder who and why.

Me on my mind: Tshepo or Thapelo

Intusive voice: how sure are you?

Me on my mind: Not sure. I still need to make sure… but those are my two suspects. I think
Thapelo is communicating with the wrong people or…

Intrusive voice: Or what MaBakoena?

Me on my mind: (while looking down) Or Tshepo usidla izithende or they are working together.

Intrusive voice: Okay sthandwa sami… I hear you.

I attempt to stand but he holds my hand. As I kneel again, he gently grabs my neck… the
butterfly party in my stomach…

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?

Me: (blushing while looking down) Uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

He moves close to me, strokes my chin, making me look at him. Our lips then collide. As we kiss,
he takes control of the kiss then we pull apart.

Thabang: hayi, sifela ukuba Single.

They all laugh and I look down shyly. I look up and I see him looking at me with the most perfect
smile ever.

Me: Do you need anything?

Him: (smirk) I only need you.

Tumi: A yeyi… Mokoena

Thabang: (fist bumping with Tumi) Kere ke yona.

Karabo: (serious) Yeyi, fokof.

They immediately go silent. I smile and just up and leave them.

Karabo

Thapelo: Wait… wait… wait… did you all just stare at each other all this time?

I chuckle

Me: Yeah.
Thabang: so you telling me that Mabakoena just came her to look at you and do the “uthandwa
yimina Mokoena” nje?

Me: Yeah

Thabang: That is just so fucked up shit.

Tumi: (invading my thought) Why don’t you tell them the truth?

Me: (on my mind) No.

Tumisho: (joining the convo) Karabo.

Me: (on my mind) No.

CONVO between Tumisho, Tumi and I in our minds…

Tumisho: What is wrong?

Tumi: I thought you said you want to come clean today

Me: I don’t trust them with this. Nto and I believe there is a mold in here.

Tumisho: Ehh?

Me: Someone is a spy for the Twalas

Tumi: Why is that so?

Me: They have their men on standby the normal route we take everytime we go to Botswana,
hence we used the other route today.

Tumi: Shit.

Tumisho: Wait, do you think it correspond to what Madireng called us for?

Me: Yes and I also think it is regarding the new wolves that join out pack

Tumi: What?

Me: Larona and Onalerona

Them: What?

Me: Larona was the first to reveal his wolf, or wolves. He is dorminated by Duke and Alpha
Them: What?!

Tumisho: no, it can not be. You and I have Duke, not Alpha. And Tumi has Dakota so where did
he get the Alpha?

Silence

Me: From Mabakoena

I look at them and they have their eyes all out, look at me. the others are still chatting so they
haven’t suspected anything about our silence.

Tumisho: You telling me that she

Me: Yes, she is the last of the white Alpha wolf spirit that is combined with Lion blood… the first
in 4 decades.

Tumi: the last?

Me: No, Onalerona also inherited it. She possesses no Duke but full Alpha and Lion blood.

Tumisho: This is becoming a house of Wolves.

Tumi: Kanti didn’t you got for exile for 10 years from the kingdom… I mean you running away
from the palace when you were still a teen because of this. not to mention the 2 years by the
cave, caged to stop this generational curse?

Me: it seems it didn’t work.

Silence.

Tumi: Warona yena?

Me: He… he has tiger blood… he is Ngangdong.

They look at me.

Tumi: Didn’t those get extinct thousand years ago?

Tumisho: They did. They are no longer in existant, even their spirits.

Me: Well, a white witch as the say, has to breed atleast to ancient powerful animals. It is
compulsory for their bloodline. But they can only do so if they ave found their soulmate who
possesses animal spirit. Ntokozo gave me dimes that possess big spirits and she has no idea, nor
know about her strength.

Tumi: Now it explains how she is so fearless, fiest, fiery and

Tumisho: Respected without demand.

Me: She is a white witch, the only light that can and have changed this family… they only glue to
this family.

Tumi: Now the problem is Lungile, who is a Dakota too.

Tumisho and i: What?!

Tumi: Yes, she is a Dakota…

Tumisho: I have seen a tattoo of it on her back.

Tumi: So this makes us a house of what?

Me: House of Wolves of Elsa

Tumisho: No… House of wolves of Talia

We look at him with shock and fear. Talia is arguably the most powerful Alpha of the Hale
family pack. She is the destroyer and builder, meaning she can do as she please and no one can
challenge her. No one, but the Pure from the Purgatory and the Fenrir together can, which is
rare to find them.

~Thought bursted~

Thapelo: Why are you all so quiet?

I just rest my head backwards in defeat.

…
Insert #101

Ntokozo

We arrived two ahours ago and I have to change. I changed to a Purle and violet purple pinif.it
is those shoeshoes pattern. It is those tie on the waist ones and I must say, it is amking my legs
look huge. I also have a doek on, same as my pinif. I have black slippers on.

I am currently in Madireng’s hut with Karabo

Madireng: Kgosi

Karabo: Madireng

Madireng: Tell the truth at once or blood will shed.

The truth? I look at Karabo confused.

Karabo: Madireng…

Him: Monna, e hlatswe.

Karabo: Mabakoena, I… (clear throat) I have wolf spirit.

I look at him waiting for him to laugh and tell me he is joking. He is not.

Me: (hesitant) I feel like there is more to this

Him: I Inherited it form MaKhoza. It is a bloodline of wolf spirit. I inherited it along with
Tumisho, hence we look very much alike.

Yho.

Him: I possess the Duke spirit, meaning I rule through darkness. It is the wolf of terror. To our
children, Larona inherited it.
Me: (shocked) God…

Him: You as my mate and chosen on…

Me: Wait, chosen one?

Him: Yes, you were chose for me by the gods and proof of that is the children. only my chosen
one can bear my children.

I really am trying to process this… I really am. I am legit on the edge of crying.

Him: You as my chosen one have powers to. You are the ruler of light. You possess wolf and lion
spirit, hence I call you Lioness.

What?!

Him: You are Elsa and Talia’s host. You are the first is four decades to posess such powers.
White witch is what they refer to you as.

The tears…

Him: Elsa was the most powerful and feared Lion in history and Talia is the most powerful Alpha
of the Hare family. you have light and darkness in you

Me: Wow…

Him: you gave Ona the Alpha spirit… meaning she is who is feared. You also gave Warona tiger
spirit.

Me: Tiger? Where do I get tiger spirit?

Him: a white witch has the ability of breeding a special animal spirit… a spirit that is rare. It is
compulsory for you to breed atleast two special ones in a lifetime.

Me: So what did I breed?

Him: (looking at me in the eyes) Ngangdong.

Omg … I know it.

Him: He is…

Me: (tears falling down) He is the most ruthless but also kind ruler of hell.

He looks at me.

Me: Larona?

Him: He has a Duke and Alpha.

I just look down and let the tears flow down. The pain in all of this is that I gifted my kids
something that will make them feel like outcast to society. I fear what the become of this. I fear
the pain they will go through. I fear losing them. this thing is a gift and a curse at the same time.

Me: So the wolf that was in the house that day was…

Him: it was… Larona.

Me: yho…

I sigh in defeat as Mokoena pulls me to his chest and let me cry everything out.

Madireng: The kids will have to stay behind so that I can help tame them down as I see war and
bloodshed over time. For now, I will have to do a ritual on Ntokozo. She will have to me bathed
with cow blood and clothed with goat’s skin…

Karabo, I need you. I need you more than ever. I can’t imagine life without you by my side. I
need you to hold me this tight throughout this ritual.

Intrusive voice: I am not going anywhere sthandwa sami… I promised to always be with you and
I will fulfill that promise daily. You are my addiction Mabakoena.

…
The day has passed by and the ritual was done. We did it at the Tsodilo hills with permission of
the gods and ancestors. I was bathed with cow blood and I have another wrist band, this one is
white, very white and has very long fur. All was done and I am back to my pinif dress, cooking
by the fire with the ladies. We are making Dumpling with Stewing beef with a few salads.
Nosihle, Oratile and Wendy are washing the dishes inside.

Me: (fanning the smoke away from me with a bucket lid) I wonder what got into our minds to
actually cook phansi while we has gas stoves and electric stoves.

Lungile: (also fanning) eyy, ukuphapha boh

Me: (at the edge of laughing) Hayi, siyaphapha boh.

We then laugh.

Her: Now, how are we going to surpass the Twalas on our way back tomorrow?

Me: Don’t worry, I have everything under control. I mean, it takes two to double trick.

She looks at me the realize what I mean.

Her: Don’t tell me you have a spy in their camp.

me: (taking a sip of the red wine) Me?

her: Get out of here!!!

I laugh.

Me: Beastikazi can never outsmart me, hitman. I am always ahead of her. I even know who the
mould is

We look at each other.

Both: (in unison) Thapelo.

Me: He was too good to be true. Guess who’s back?

Her: Obakeng

Me: Last one…

Her: no…

Me: Yes

Her: (eyes out) Nokholo?

Me: Yes… in the flesh. And she is working alongside Obakeng, the Twalas and Thapelo… oh, not
forgetting my bastard father.

Her: Yeses…

Me: (siping my red wine) Kodwa khululeka… they will fight each other. I have it all under
control. Nokholo is just a piece of cake. Siyasanga is just a womanizer. Maybe a sex tape with
the P.A will do then a few bullets to the brothers and we left with Jessica and Zinhle.

Her: Your father?

Me: Oh leave that one to me, Thando will do just right.

Her: (smirking) Oh you can be so evil Lioness

Me: (smirking) Don’t hate the player…

Her: Hater the game.

We share a laugh while toasting with our mugs of wine.

Jessica doesn’t know me. She barked at the wrong tree this time. I will make her a spectator in
her own game. She will kneel before me, come heaven or hell. It is time I release the darkness
in me. as for Sbusiso, or should I say daddy… I will unleash hell upon him and show no mercy.
Siyasanga… ohh he will pay for the sins of his twin brother, MaHlubi. They will all hail to the
Mokoenas and they will kneel before us…. I was not joking when I said MaKhoza will not die in
vein.

Me: By bloodbath,

Lungile: We rule.
As we do our toast, Karabo and Tumisho approach. They are both carrying whiskey glasses
while wearing black tailored chinos.

Tumisho is wearing a pair of black tailored chino pants, black long sleeve Mokoena – Khoza T –
Shirt, black and white Airforces and he tied his dreadlocks to a ponytail. Then Karabo is wear a
pair of black tailored chinos pants (Revealing his full bodied legs), white Mokoena – Khoza long
sleeve T –Shirt, white Airforces and his Black Rowlex watch. He tied his curls to a ponytail with
one hair stread in the front. Yeses, they look like twins boh!!!

Lungile: Are we sure they are not twins?

Me: Yeyi! That’s my point.

Her: Hayi, but we have to give it to them… bahle boh

Me: the buff muscles!

Her: The full bodied braket legs

We then do a high five. I go back to faning the smoke while Lungile drinks up her wine.

Tumisho: Ladies…

Us: Hi.

Karabo: Lungile

Her: Bhuti

He then hugs me from behind as I get up ‘cause I was bent over. I then turn to face him. I am
legit looking up at him as he looks down at me.

Him: Are you okay?

Me: (smiling) Yep, I am so far good. Wait, were you smoking?

Him: (laughing) Nope

Me: You lying

Him: One joint is what we had. We even shared it sthandwa sami

Me: Mmm… okay, I am just glad you are not wasted.

He then laughs. Yes, he is not wasted but if you know him, you will see through his eyes that he
had a joint.

Me: What?

Him: (smiling while biting his lower lip) Ngani?

Me: Why ingibheke njalo?

Him: (smiling in amusement) I just can’t believe you are mine

I blush like a teenage girl after being smooth – talked.

Me: (looking up at him) Let’s just say… ubambe iLotto.

He chuckles then nod. He then attacks me with one of those kisses that make me weak to the
core.

(Clearing of throats)

Tumisho: We are still here.

We laugh while pulling apart.

Karabo: We didnt say you shouldn’t be romantic

Tumisho: (shocked) The audacity!!!

We then laugh…

Tumisho: People, back to serious business… how are we going to exit the country?

Lungile: That one is easy

The look at each other then back at us as Lungile check the dumpling pot and I stir the meat
pot.

Lungile: All we have to do is leave the kids this side…

Me: get someone to take the royal jet to SA alone…

Lungile: We use road transport

Me: Get to their whereabouts…

Lungile: Plant bombs

Me: 3… 2… 1…

Lungile: Boom

Me: element of surprise

Lungile: As they focus on the explosion

Me: Siyagadla

Lungile: Shread blood

Me: Look at them fight for their lives

Lungile: Save the best for last

Me: Send a warning

Lungile: they go into hiding

Lungile and i: (in unison while our mugs click together to a toast) Checkmate.

They look at us in shock…

Tumisho: Damn

Karabo: Y’all are evil

Lungile: Don’t hate the player

Me: Hate the game

We then giggle in satisfication.

“Yeses, that is some twisted shit there”

It is Tumi. Lungile and I laugh.

Tumisho: How will we plant the bombs?

Me: Leave that to me. you see, Jessica thinks she is ahead of me but foolish of her to think so.

They look at me

Me: (smirk) Let’s say… it takes two to play the dirty game

Tumi: You have mold in there?

I sip the wine in my mug…

Me: (innocent look) Me?

They look at me amused asf.

Tumisho: Now, I see why they call you Lioness.

Tumi: Yho, that is twisted. I never even thought of that.

I look at Karabo and he is so impressed.

Me: (smirk looking at Karabo) I guess I learn from the best.

He just plants a kiss on my lips.

Him: I don’t regret marrying you my little mastermind.

Lungile: (smirking) It is about to go down.

Me: Tonight, let’s meet at the underground jaccuzie house, okay?

Lungile: Including Thapelo

Me: Yes.

Tumi: No ways… he will rat on us

Me: (smirk, siping wine) Khululeka… we all know the play. We are going to confuse the enemy.

~MIND CONVO~

Me: Karabo, Thapelo was listening to us right now.

“What?”

The fuck?! Tumi can also communicate through the mind?

“Me too”

Tumisho too?!

“I too”

Me: (out loud) The fuck?!

They all look at me as I shoot a death stare at Lungile… 12 years of knowing you and you still hid
it from me.

Her: Sorry

We are back to the mind talk

Me: Anyways, that plan we was a bait. We will tell everyone the same one tonight but we will
inform the other through the mind.

Lungile: do you think they also know how to communicate like us?

Karabo: Yes, they are also like us.

Tumisho: How sure are we that Thapelo doesn’t hear us?

Karabo: He can’t. He is not one of the pack. He holds no spirit… he doesn’t have full royal blood.

Me: So Tumi you are from royal?

Tumi: No, it is in the bloodline

Me: Lungile?

Her: Abazali bami were in the illuminate thingy

Me: Hectic….

Me: Wait… Ora?

Karabo: I will tell her. I am the only one that can communicate with her.

Me: Nosihle?

Them: (in unison) No…

Tumi: We can’t tell her nor get her involved in this. She will tell her husband who is already a
snitch.

Me: Okay.

Karabo: Thando and Sihle?

Me: Leave them to me. I have a way of doing this.

Karabo: Okay

~END OF THE CONVO~

Karabo: Sies Tumi

We look at him inquisitive

Him: You fart and wait for us to point you out.

Tumi: Oh you…
They then run with Karabo running ahead and Tumi chasing behind. We left laughing

Me: (screaming) Baby, watch out for the pants tuu!!!

We all laugh. I look around without being sus and I spot Thapelo walking away. This bitch
doesn’t know me.

It is around 19h33 and I am by my room with Lungile and Ora. Wendy is still doing so “research”
with Tumi. The guys are outside with the elders eating meat as always by the fire. The kids are
with their grand dad somewhere around this house. Nosihle is asleep somewhere. The girls and
I are just chatting there and there.

(Knock on the door)

Me: Come in.

Nosihle enters with a wide smile.

Her: Sanibonani.

Us: Hey…

She enters and sits on the bed as heavily pregnant as she is.

Her: So how are you all?

Lungile: Better than you woman.

Ora: You look like you are about to pop

We all laugh.

Nosi: Eish, and I am dued in 2 months from now

Ora: Yho… bruhh are you carrying twins?

She shakes her head no will chuckling. Wait, is it possible to know when you are going to give
birth in counting months? Two for that matter? Lungile looks at me like she is as shocked as I.
no, I am asking.

Me: Wait, is it possible to know when you giving birth but in months’ count?

Nosihle looks at us as if I just vbursted her mission

Her: Well, technology is now advance boh… we are legit in the 5th revolution Nto

She laughs nervously and the girls laugh too.

Ora: I get you bae.

I just chuckle.

Me: Hayi don’t mind me. just a little paranoia

Ora then tells a story on how her friend who was expecting and knew her due date in counting
months, which is a cap. She is just trying to cover Nosi’s embarrassment. I am questioning her
pregnancy.

Nosi: Anyways, I heard there is war

Ehh? I just tilt my head abit, facing Nosi while my eyes land on Lungile who is seated next to
Nosi.

Ora: War?

Nosi: Yeah

Lungile: (acting confused) Between which countries?

Me: The Russia and Ukraine one?

Nosi: (giggling) No silly. The war that is about to break between the Twalas and Mokoenas.

I look at Lungile while my hand is fist laid under my chin. I act confused.

Lungile: Oh, that family rival war?

Her: Yes

Me: Oh that one… Nxa, it just irritate me. I mean, it long broke mos.

Her: didn’t y’all hear?

Ora: Hear what?

Her: The Twalas bombed one of the royal jets last night.

Lungile, Ora and I: (in unison) What?!

She instantly regrets it. trust Lungile and I on acting shocked.

Her: Oops.

Me: Spill it out.

She then bores us with all the details i know. Argh, this bitch.

Me: (clapping my hands in disbelief) Iyhoo… No offense Ora, but I am starting to hate your fam
bruh

Ora: Non taken ‘cause I also regret it big time.

Lungile: Your family is fucked up

We sit in silence. Nosihle then gets up to leave

Her: Anyways, let me go. Bye!!!

Lungile and Ora: Bye!!!

She then leaves.

Ora attempts to talk but I put my finger on my mouth, signaling for her to keep quiet.

Lungile: Ora, your family is fucked up shame!!!

Me: I second that

Ora: Yeah nerh… I know. But atleast the men are breath taking

Lungile: (laughing) Yeah… at least

We all then laugh and I see the shadow under my door fade away. I still signal for Ora to not
talk about any of this.

Lungile: Hayi, let me go back to looking for the perfect outfit for my departer.

Ora: Let me see.

I look again and I see a shadow passby. This bitch is really smart. She stepped back so that it will
seem like she left kanti she was still there. She is too smart for my liking. Hard to even believe
that she is fam.

I am on my way to the undergroung Jaccuzi house. I am wearing Blue Moshoeshoe dress that
maintains the shape of a maxi cocktail dress, revealing the shape of my hips, big legs, ass and
my tiny waist. I have a same material doek on that covers all my locs that I tied down to a low
bun. I accommodated the look with navy blue flat slippers and since the dress is short sleeve, I
wore a black belt watch, a braclet and an anklet on my left leg. I must say, this dress makes my
legs look huge. Of course, nginezitho ezinkulu but this dress is doing me extremely wrong.

I get to the house and I find everyone seated by the dining table, even Nosihle and Thapelo. I
head to my seat and I just sit down.
Silence

They are look at me, waiting for me to talk. To me honest, I feel exhausted. I really don’t want
to lie. I am just drained, emotionally and physically. I lay back and just tap my fingers on the
table.

Thabang: Mabakoena?

I keep tapping my fingers on the table while looking at them. I am trying to contain the anger in
me and the edge of me bursting. I am also containing… containing… uhm… pain and my
exhaustion. I know Tumi, Tumisho, Lungile and Mokoena can hear my thoughts right now
‘cause I feel their eyes on me.

Ora: Lioness

I look at her then I scan the room. I then seat up, put my elbows on the table, clinch my heands
together causing my fingers to tangle together and I rest my head on them, more like my
forehead while looking down. After a few minutes, I balance my right chick on my hands, still
collided. I then look up, trying really hard to not cry. I then look at everyone. By the way, I am
seated between Tumi and Thabang, opposite Lungile. Karabo is on the main chair, opposite him
is Thapelo. Opposite Tumi is Nosihle, Opposite Thabang is Tumisho then Ora is seated next to
Tumisho. Wendy is still in the house with the kids. She is a not to be involved in this area.

I look at Nosihle and my rage just trigger along with total defeat.

Me: (laying back again) Repeat after me… everyone.

They look at me in shock.

Me: On the hadle of Alpha

Everyone: On the hadle of Alpha

Me: I swear to always have faith

Them: I swear to always have faith

Me: Respect

Them: Respect

Me: Be honest

Them: Be honest

I side eye Nosihle

Me: Be loyal

Them be loyal

She jammed

Me: Be loyal

Them: Be loyal

She is still jamstruck

Me: (looking at her fully) Be loyal

Them: (with confussion) Be loyal

She is quiet

Me: Be loyal

Them: (hesitant and some keeping quet) be lo – yal

She is still quiet, looking down. I lean forward with my elbows back on the table, looking at her.

Me: Be loyal
Silence

Me: Be loyal

Silence

Me: (standing up and banging the table) Be loyal!

She scatter in shock

Me: (looking at her, straight in the eye) Be loyal

Her: (trying to utter words) Be… uhm…

She looks up, trying to blind her tears away

Me: With the power of the Gods of 7 seas, the ruler of the earth, ruler of the soil, ruler of light,
ruler of fire…

Silence

Everyone is looking at me

Me: … Ruler of darkness

Thapelo: (terrified) No…

Me: I command you to take the oath truthfully or come clean at once.

Tumisho

Nosihle is looking at Ntokozo with fear all over her face. Everyone is shocked and at the same
time terrified. Ntokozo, she, who possesses Lion and Wolf power… not any power. We are
talking about Elsa, the lioness of terror and Talia, the wolf of the most Alpha power… ruler of
the darkness… The White witch.
Ntokozo: (getting worked up) Talk or rue the day you met him.

She says that looking at Thapelo.

Silence

Nosihle: I will not talk… I have nothing to hide

Ntokozo: last warning Nosihle Mokoena. Talk

Her: (standing up while banging the table) I have nothing to hide.

Silence

Ntokozo is getting worked out and serious asf.

Her: With the command of the Alpha, Elsa and Talia… I place you under a curse. You will make it
through tomorrow’s sunset if you have nothing you are hiding from both Bakoena and your
husband. If you have anything you are hiding and still detrived us today, you will not make it
through tomorrow’s sunset. You will die of internal bleeding…

Nosihle: (fear in her face) No…

Lungile stands with rage.

Nto: … caused by the beatings of him (pointing Thapelo with her head)

We all now on our feet

Nto: Unreversable as it is, I place it on you… not even the truth will reverse it. You… (looking at
Thapelo) you will be the cause of death unless you had zero relations to the Twala and the
Mokoena downfall.
The fear in Thapelo’s eyes is just priceless. It proves he is the mold. As we all are on our feet,
Ntokozo takes the wine glass on top of the table, pours the wine in it, red wine to be specific. It
is so dark red. She then sips it as she seems numb.

Her: (looking around like she is in pain)

Nosihle: (kneeling down) Please mzala

Nto: (nodding rapidly while blinking her tears away) Not even I can reverse it.

The last nail to her coffin

Nto: (siping her wine) you beg to see no mercy.

She gulps on the remaining wine, smashed the glass on the floor then she leaves with her hands
in her pockets. Now, that is a real woman. She reminds me of MaKhoza.

I look around to scan and I see Lungile also livid.

Nosihle: (begging Lungile) Please tal…

Lungile: (Interrupting her) Why are you like this if you ain’t hiding anything?

Silence

Lungile: Thought as much… you make your bed, lie on it.

She also exit the room. I dare to not follow behind.

Thapelo: (looking at Karabo) Please talk to your wife.

He is even seated… like he need bother to stand as we were on our feet

Karabo: Why should i?

Thapelo: The curse… was it necessary to add me?

Nosihle looks at him in disbelief.

Karabo: (chuckling) The disrespect…

Thapelo looks down

Karabo: (serious) I will not stop anything. She is the white witch and all she does is approved by
the ancestors.

Silence

Karabo: (standing) For what you did to us, I will make sure that you don’t even leave the
borders of Botswana. That is for thanking us with a plate of kak after giving you a second
chance… (death stare) For fucking with me, I will make sure you don’t see the dawn of the
fourth night. Saqhuma sanhlamvana ezinye ziyofeketha.

He then leaves. Thabang and I stand too.

Thabang: (leaving) Hayi, azipheli zakulendlu.

Thapelo: I am still older than you.

Me: (leaving) Yeyi, fokof wena ngazosigcentsa la. If you are older than us, fix your house nja.

#narrator#

The atmosphere here is very heavy. Karabo enters their room and finds Ntokozo numb just
standing next to the mirror. Karabo gets close to her and hug he from behind. He turns her
around to face her and is met by the shock of his life

Him: Mama, your eyes.

Nto: (tearing up) They have been like this since I left the pool house.
He just embraces her and hugs her very tight. His phone vibrates in him pocket.

Karabo

Income call: Madireng

~CONVO~

ME: Ntate.

Him: Kgosi, how is Mabakoena?

Me: I assume you know my seer. Her eyes turned deadly red and she seems weak

Him: It shows she has done the will of the ancestors. It’s her first official work

Me: Cursing Nosihle?

Him: Yes… she lied about carrying a child, a Mokoena child to be more precise. It was also to
punish your brother for being dishonest.

Me: Yoh

Him: Did she made y’all recycle the Talia oath?

Me: Yes

Him: Then she has no sin.

Me: But is she going to be okay?

Him: Yes, just hold her for the rest of the night. Be in her presence,calm Mokoena

Me: Okay

Him: Don’t raise your hand on her. she was doing your mother’s will.

The…
Me: Okay Ntate

Him: and ohh, they really blessed you with a fighter. She is your chosen one but if you carry on
with your abusive ways, the ancestors will take her away to punish her

Me: Take her away?

Him: Yes… she will end up putting a spell upon herself and trust me, she will leave this world to
join the Gods of her spirits.

Me: Eish. Ntate, I can’t control it.

Him: She is the only one to help you out of that. you will have to ask her to help you. after all
you are her Duke. Reveal Duke to see her and Duke will reduce the anger in him… already he is
loving her sexually.

Me: (chuckle) So you have been seeing us sex each other?

Him: Of all the things I see, the ancestors always detrive me of that moment I see it, so no, I
haven’t.

Me: (chuckling) Okay ntate…

~END OF CONVO~

I look at my queen as drained as she is. I must say, I am really proud of her and being able to do
her duties. Above all, I am grateful for her existence in my life. If only she knew how much I love
her. I love her more than my own family. I would legit kill my family for her to be by my side at
all times.

Her: (smiling weakly) I know Mokoena. You have proved it so many times. I am sorry for what I
didn’t to your brother… but I am so unapologetic because I was doing it to protect you and our
marriage.

Me: (kissing the top of her head) I know MaDladla wami. I appreciate what you did. I mean, I
am grateful you did it through the ancestral way otherwise I would be having blood on my
claws and canines.

Her: (chuckling) I really hope to see Duke one day. I just have this warm feeling in me that he
has been longing to met me and want me to acknowledge him
Me: He has been longing for that.

I carry her to the bed, take her shoes off along with mine. I take off my t – shirt then I pull the
duvet cover over us and I cuddle with her. I press the remote to switch off the lights and adjust
the side lamps to very dime.

She opens her eyes again and they glow in their red color. I feel mine burn too…

Her: (blinking lazily) Mokoena your eyes… they are blue. Ocean blue

I kiss her head

Me: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa nhliziyo?

Her: Uthandwa yimina Mokoena

Me: Now sleep mama

I kiss her lips as she fall in to deep sleep. I keep kissing her all over. I can never get enough of
her. Duke saw that she acknowledged him and he show appreciation with the Ocean blue eyes.

…
Insert #102

Lungile

Me: (moaning) Mokoena!!!

He just keeps on stroking me, hard and fast. He has me on back with my legs up on his
shoulders.

Me: (screaming) Fuck!!!

I feel bloated, very bloated. I try holding the feeling back but he keeps hitting the G – spots!!!
He goes for a deep penetrating stroke

Me: (screaming in pain and pleasure) Haaaa!!!!

Him: (Groaning in a deep morning voice) Release it for me Mommy.

As my stomach fills with butterflies and pleasure, I release… grabbing the sheets as I embrace
the feeling. My legs shake so bad and he release a very loud roar.

My legs stop shaking as he strokes me three time, slowly and he collapse on me. he is still in
me.

Me: Tumisho, pull out.

Him: (lying on my breasts) No.

Me: Tumisho marn.

Him: Sleep mama

Me: Fuck

Him: Did I hear a fuck?

Me: Nope. Must be you dreaming already.

Him:
He is already asleep. Tumisho is doing this on purpose. He really wants me to be pregnant.
Like?! Hayi… results of being a Mokoena wife.

Him: MaMokoena, don’t make me repeat myself. Sleep. Your thoughts are too loud.

I sigh and close my eyes.

Ntokozo

It is now around 18h34 and the sun is slowly setting. I am with Karabo in our room and we are
cuddling, with me, lying on my back and him in between my legs. He has his head laid on my
stomach. Well, today I am on an olive green Seshoeshoe dress, oliver green Seshoeshoe doek
that I wrapped as a hair band. The dress maintains a shape of a maxi cocktail dress with
pockets, long sleeve (very tight on the arms) and goes halfway to my ankles in length.

Me: (giggle) Stop…

Him: (chuckling) What?

Me: (still giggling) You tickling me with that fake beard of yours.

Him: (looking at me while still tickling me) The disrespect

I laugh.

Him: (looking at me) mama, you know I am very lucky ho ba le legarebe le tswanang le wena?

➢ (… Luck to have a lady like you?)

Me: (giggling while looking up) Moratowa… keep me close to you and you will see heaven. Keep
me distant and you will go cold every night.

➢ (My love…)

Him: In that case…

He then kisses my stomach then heads down, positioning himself to go down on me.

Me: (giggling while trying to fight him off) Hee. e Karabo…

As he was about to raise my dress….

“ Ahhhh!!!!!” a scream. It is coming from the floor above up, mind you we are on the third
floor. Karabo looks at me.

Him: (already up) Let me go and check

Me: (getting up too) I’m coming along Mokoena.

He nods, taking my slippers out and helping me get in them. we then rush out with him, leading
the way.

Lungile

We are rushing to the 4th floor where a scream so loud was detected. As we on the stairs,
reaching the 3rd floor, we bump into Karabo and Ntokozo. We all then head towards the
staircase leading to the 4th floor. As we reach the first corridor of the floor, we bump into Tumi,
Thabang and Wendy. We all then rush to the third corridor and as we approach Thapelo’s
room, we all come to a standstill. Thabang rushes to Tshidi, who was lying on her pool of blood.

Thabang: (On the floor, gently slapping her chick) Tshidi… tshidi… Tshidi, wake up… hey, hey,
keep your eye open. (to us) Call an ambulance.

I quickly pull out my phone and dial. Ntokozo then rushes to Tshidi to who is one of the royal
servants.

Ntokozo
Me: (looking at Tshidi) Hey Tshidi… Listen baby. I need you to think of good time you had with
your mother and your children, okay?

She nods her head while blood gash out of her mouth.

Thabang: Call the ambulance

Me: No, don’t. All I need you to do is to call Madireng…

Thabang looks at me

Me: (screaming) Now!!!!

I look inside the room and I am met by the sight of Thapelo on the floor with a bullet hole on his
head and Nosihle lying on the floor with blood gashing out of her mouth. I look at Tshidi…

Me: This will hurt abit but it is for your good, okay?

She nods.

Me: I need to to not spit that blood in your mouth. And I need you to keep your eyes opened
throughout what I am about to do.

She nods.

Tumisho

We are all looking at Ntokozo, who is busy talking to the badly injured Tshidi. She is just on the
edge to die. Ntokozo then puts her hand on Tshidi’s chest and she closes her eyes.

Nto: Through darkness, I call upon Alpha… Through light, I call upon the dean of lions. Gods of
the gods, unite with me…
A wave of light strikes us all. she keeps talking but I hear nothing. I look at Karabo and I am met
by a sight of him, rubbing his ears. I look at Lungile and she is also doing the same. I look behind
us and I see Madireng and Thabang, trying to move.

Ntokozo then opens her eyes and they have changed deadly red. Tshidi has veins popped on
her neck, her forehead extremely sweating. She is really trying to keep her eyes open.

The fuck!!!!

Karabo

Ntokozo has wings?! How did I not see this one coming??! With her huge deadly red wings, she
covers Tshidi and herself then another wave of light blinds us as it hit as an explosion.

As I regain my sight I see Ntokozo still on her knees with the now passed out Tshidi. The blood is
no longer there. I attempt to rush to him by Madireng stops me and he makes his way to them.

Madireng: How is she?

Ntokozo: (breathing heavily) She is just unconscious for now. Only the horn will wake her up as
the ancestors disapprove of her, know or even remembering what just happened.

Madireng: (impressed) You really accepted it without even thinking, hey?

She chuckles.

Her: MaKhoza says to greet everyone and most of all know that nothing will happen to the
remaining. She also says to tell you to do what she always told you to do when war is coming.

Madireng: (chuckle) Yes… that is the Lindiwe I know

They both laugh.

Madireng: Okay… Thabang, carry Tshidi to my hut and one of you needs to burn these two
bodies.
“I will do it along with Karabo” Ora

She appears with my father.

My father: he never changed, hey?

We all look at her as Ntokozo looks down in regret

Him: Makoti don’t regret it. You did him a favour. He would have not made it through the war
ahead of y’all.

Madireng: Everyone must be in my hut midnight strike.

Everyone: Ntate

He leaves with my father. I head to Mabakoena, help her up. She is looking down in regret. I
just stroke her chin with my index finger bent, making her face me.

Me: (after kissing her) Ngiyakuthnda yezwa, nhliziyo?

Her: (shocked at my words) uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

Me: (smiling down at her) piggy back ride?

Her: (burying her head on my chest) Haa… they are people and I am wearing a dress,
remember?

Me: (chuckling as I tangle my arms around her waist) eish nabo…

Silence

Me: (to Tumi and Ora) Take the bodies to the back using our route. I will follow behind after
cradling Mabakoena to sleep.

Mabakoena: (laughing with sarcasm) Hahaha very funny Karabo

Me: (holding my chest in exaggeration) Haa, as for calling me by my numberplate.

They all laugh. We then walk to our room with me hugging her from behind. We get to our
room and she just sits on the bed, looking at me with a smile.

Me: (chuckling) What now?

Her: I look how you stood by me throughout the whole procedure.

I just walk to her and I stand over her while making her look at me.

Me: (smiling) I have never been this proud of you. you really proved me wrong.

She blushes as I still a kiss from her. As I pull away, she still has her eyes shut as she smiles
biting her lower lip.

Me: Ngiyakuthanda Mabaokoena… more than anything. And never doubt that, okay?

She nods

Me: (chuckling) I work with words MaMhlophe

Her: (giggling) yebo Mokoena. Nami ngiyakuthanda Baba weNgane zami.

We share a moment of intense eye contact that screams “fuck me”

Me: (breaking the ice) Yaz since you are so close to the man of steel, how about you…

Her: (laughing while pushing me away) Hayi suka…

I laugh. She has this laughter that leave an effect on you… like it is contagious.

Me: Hawu

Her: (laughing) Awuhambe… Tumi and Ora are waiting for you outside.

Me: Quickie yana?

Her: (laughing her ass out) No… I always told you that you are a sex addict Mokoena
Me: (laughing) Haa… it ain’t my fault. Woman, living with you (bitting my lower lip) with that
curvy sexy body… those hips, ass…

I then duck the pillow she was throwing towards me as I reach the door.

Her: (laughing) Hamba Karabo tuu!!!

Me: fine fine fine, I will leave kerh.

I leave but I peep in again.

Me: ohh, ngiyakuthanda yezwa nhliziyo?

Her: (giggling) uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

I then leave, heading outside.

I am by the back with Ora and Tumi

Me: So you telling me that the real mother is back from England?

Ora: Yes, Khanya is back Abhuti.

Tumi: So you are telling me that her mother was a twin.

Her: Khanyisile and Khanya Zuma

Me: How is Zinhle with all of this?

Her: She is wounded. Afterall, Khanya is the one who initiated the gang rape on her.

Tumi and i: What?!

Her: That is nothing compared to what she did to her own daughter.
We look at her, signaling for her to carry on

Her: She made her what everything that took place on that day… the beating of Andile and
Ayanda and Khanyisile being slaughtered brutally.

Me: (confused) What kind of person send people to slaughter their twin brutally?

Her: A revengeful person

We look at her confused

Her: I never got the story before but from my digging, Khanya was threathening to slip all
Khanyisile’s secrets if she came back… from gold smuggling, to the CIT heists, to human
trafficking, the bank heists, the illegal Dladla Inc Law Firm… to the mass murder of over 20 000
people in Benoni.

Me: Wait, you mean that Gas truck explosion under that bridge?

Her: Yes.

I look at Tumi and he is already thinking of what I am thinking

Me: (getting ready to leave the flaming fire of Nosi and Thapelo’s bodies) Lungisani inhlokosela.
When we arrive that side, we will bless The Informer about their juicy biggest hit

Ora: What do you mean?

Me: (smirk) Let’s just say a tip from the Twalas oldest rival Mkhwanazi about their illegal Twala
– Dladla Firm will be the cutting down of one leg of the Twalas.

Tumi has a smirk on his face, so is Ora.

Me: Well done lil sisi.

We do our secret handshake and I head back in, just to get an hour nap before we consult with
Madireng. Time to unleash hell.

…
Insert #103

#Narrative#

The Mokoenas are all in Madireng’s hut, kneeling down. They look like people who are about to
go to war. Well, they are going back to South Africa right after the ritual.

The brothers are already dressed up but the girls ain’t due to having to respect the hut of
Madireng.

Thabang and Tumi are wearing Black 8 pocket Mokoena – Khoza cargo pants, black T – Shirts,
black jean jackets, black Mokoena – Khoza Airforce shaped sneakers.

Tumisho is wearing a Black 8 pocket Mokoena – Khoza cargos, Black long sleeve T – Shirt and
Black Mokoena – Khoza Jordan 4 shaped sneakers.

Karabo is wearing a Black 8 Pocket Mokoena – Khoza cargo, black long sleeve Mokoena – Khoza
t – shirt that reveals his continual neck tattoo. He finished off the outfit with black Mokoena –
Khoza ankle lengthed sneakers, shaped like Airforces.

They all have their caps on the floor. All black except for Karabo’s. It is white.

Madireng mix his herds on a bow – like thing then he takes razors and he starts with Thabang.
He dips the razor in the mixture then he cuts the top of Thabang’s head, then the shoulders,
behind the palm then on the chin. He moves on to Ora and he does the same thing. Then
Wendy, Tumi, Tumisho, Lungile. When he gets to Karabo, he cuts on by the hair, then each side
of his muscular and veiny neck, behind the palm, in – between each finger, behind the palm,
the chin then both cheeks.

He moves on to Ntokozo, who is the last one. He cuts on top her head, 7 times on the back, the
shoulders, her palms, in – between fingers, the chin then twice on each cheek. The cuts on
Ntokozo were very deep to the point where blood is flowing down… don’t get me started on
the face. It is like she is crying blood. Shocking how she shows no reaction. Madireng then pours
the mixture on top of Ntokozo as it flows down her face. The clan looks at Ntokozo and Karabo
is starting to worry.
Madireng makes them drink some kind of concussion he made… jusdging from their looks, it is
bitter. He pours Ntokozo another one and she does it like a shot. Yeses!!!

He then tie Green, red and yellow strings around Tumi, Tumisho, Wendy, Ora, Thabang and
Lungile’s left wrists. He secures them by burning the ends.

He ties Green, Blue, Red and Black string on Karabo’s wrists… both of them. He also puts a
traditional protecting belts on Karabo’s right arm. It is make of snake scales. He secures it and
tighten it.

He gets to Ntokozo, ties red, black, white, blue and yellow strings around her wrists… both of
them and he ties red ones on both Nto’s ankles. The mixture on Nto is dried out.

Madireng heads to the three bags of weapons and he does his thing. He purs red glowing stuff
on them and mixtures. He heads back to Ntokozo

Ntokozo

Madireng: Everyone up excluding Mabakoena

They all stand.

Him: Y’all know that your lives depend on Mabakoena, right?

They nod. He heads to the shelves and he comes back with a black see through cloth. He covers
me with it.

“Say what you promise to give them” intrusive voice

It is Madireng

Me: (in my mind) by bloodbath, the dawn will unite with the spilling of the Twalas. I do not
want Jessica nor Siyasanga’s blood but I was one of the brothers…
Silence

Me: I want them to have gun wounds that they will point and say The Mokoenas did it.

Silence

Me: I want Ayanda’s blood.

Tumisho, Ora, Lungile, Tumi, Thabang and Karabo turn their heads to me with terror.

Me: Just as a warning to never mess with me, nor my family.

Madireng: (impressed) You wish is my command.

He removes the cloth from me.

Him: You will take the bike today. Don’t get in a car otherwise the ancestors will forsake you.

I nod.

It is 01h55 and we are all in the Pool house, including Wendy. We all have changed.

Wendy and Ora are wearing black leggings, black long sleeve crop tees and half knee length
boots. They have black caps on too.

Lungile is wearing a maroon thin sleeve bodycon short dress, maroon knee length sock boot
heels, maroon cap on top of her frontal.

I on the other hand, am wearing a black long sleeve short bodycon dress. It reveals ¾ of my
thighs, black cap over my locs, covering my forehead and shadowing my eyes and nose. Black
knee length sock boot high heels did it for me. I fixed my wrist bands to not be visible but
isiphandla betrayed me as it has long fur so I tucked it in the sleeves and the white fur laid low
on my hand, straight to my fingers. I really hope it doesn’t disturb me as it is on my fight hand.
Me: Let me recap the plan.

I turn to the white board ahead of them…

Me: Wendy will act like she is looks so you will get Vuma, the womanizer… you will ask for
directions to the nearest border post to South Africa. Remember, you will be carrying a bottle
of Red wine so act drunk. Inside the bottle will be a mixture that will make him temporarily
blind so if you pour it on him, aim for the eyes of face.

Wendy: Then I knee him on his balls and an elbow on neck

Me: Then boom… sleepy night, night for Mr Skirt.

She nods

Me: Once Wendy has done that, Thabang you will await her call then you plant the bombs
where Vuma was before everything.

Thabang: Got it.

Me: You will then evacuate to the far south east as they will be coming from the north, west,
south west, north east and north west. As soon as they arrive at the scene, Tumi you will take
out the men from the north west

Tumi nods

Me: Tumisho, the ones on the North and West will be at the same spot at the same time, so
they are all yours.

He nods

Me: the ones on the North west will arrive after time so Lungile, they are yours.

She nods with a smirk.

Me: The ones on the south west won’t make it to the point because I would be done with them
at exactly 45 seconds after the explosion.

Thabang: What about the Twalas?

Me: leave those ones to me. They won’t even suspect anything with the reassurance from their
blind brother. After the enter this, we will space out… Tumi, North

He nods

Me: Tumisho, east

He nods

Me: Lungile, North west

She nods

Me: Ora, North East

She nods

Me: Wendy, maintain the South West

She nods

Me: Mokoena, you will take the South

He nods

Me: Thabang, South East

He nods

Me: And I will hug the West.

I lift the three bangs and place them on the table. I open the red one and I take out 8 campass.

Me: Lungile

She catches it

Me: Wendy

She catches it

Me: Oratile

She catches it

Me: Thabang

He catches it

Me: Tumi

He chatches it

Me: Tumisho

He catches it

Me: Karabo
He catches it and I put mine aside

Me: onnce you maintain those positions, we will be leaving the Twalas with no gab to escape.
Karabo, Tumisho, Tumi , you need to be extra cautious as you will not be protecting yourselves
but others to. It applies to everyone.

They nod.

Me: Maintain your positions and we ae home free. Here are some ear piece to keep all of us in
touch.

I take out tiny ear pieces and I hand them to the family. They put them on.

Me: (to Wendy) Aha, your left ear. It is now dorminating in listening.

She changes it. I take out watches.

Me: This will help you talk to us, telepathically.

They nod as they wear the watches. Everyone puts it on the lefth hand.

Me: Let’s check if they work. Thabang you start.

We check and they are all working… I mean, it is Phaaswa property so it is always hitting the 7
star rating.

Wendy: So it is just the 8 of us?

Me: (looking at her blankly) yes.

Her: Oh…

Me: Our low number of member is exactly why we never get caught.

She nods.
Me: Everyone on feet… Lungile and I will be the only ones on bikes. Wendy and Ora, you will
take the BMW M4 GTS outside… Tumi and Tumisho will take the BMW M5 CS and Karabo will
take the M4 CSL and Thabang, you will take the Audi R8 V10

Thabang: (eyes out) Get the fuck out of here.

We all look at him.

Me: Tame your excitement as it can ruin this mission.

Him: Sorry

Me: (pointing at the glass map on the table as they all stand to see) After everything is done, we
will meet in the Bultepos border post between Botswana and Namibia situated on the B6 road.
From there, we will join the B1 at Windhoek, straight passes Mariental. As we reach Karasburg,
we will join the B3 and it will lead us straight to the N10 road. The N10 road will take us to
Upington. That is where we will join the N14 that will lead us to our final destination in
Kuruman, where we will meet Tshepo. Tshepo will be waiting for us with new cars that y’all will
take and he will know what to do with the cars we arrived with. No stop and ohh, by the
borders… don’t wait just go and my contacts there will let you through as they will see y’all with
the cars. Clear?

Them: Crystal.

Me: Everyone get your weapons.

I then take a small Nike backpack and I load it with Granites, smoke bombs, box of Chloroform ,
cloths, Submachine gun, Assault rifle, r pistols, AKM gun, my knife collection and seductive
injections. I then take the sniper rifle… trust me, it always come in hand… especially the
CheyTac M200.

Don’t ask me where I get all of these weapons… secret, I ship them from my dealers in
Argentina, Greece, Ireland, the States and Russia.

They look at me shocked as I zip the bag and I hook it on my shoulders. I then pour Chloroform
on the two cloths and I put them in the bag, front zip. I grab the Bike keys…

Me: let’s go people.

I then head out and Lungile follow with a backpack too on her shoulders. I get on my bike and
she gets on hers. Her bike is the Kawasaki Ninja ZX – 14R ABS while mine is the Kawasaki Ninja
H2R. We then drive off with Lungile leading the way.

…
Insert #104

Wendy

Everything went successful. No one was injured… well, not from this family. We are currently on
our way to South Africa. We are on the B1 road, around Maltahohe. Ntokozo is leading the way,
followed by Lungile, then Tumisho and Tumi, US, Thabang then Karabo.

Ntokozo: (On the ear piece) Tumisho and Tumi join the left lane. Oratile, take the right lane and
clear the middle lane.

Oratile takes the right lane and Tumisho takes the left one.

NTO: Karabo, catch up will Lungile and Tumisho take Karabo’s position. Everyone, space out.
Every car on its lane.

Karabo speds ahead and Tumisho creases his speed to be lined with Thabang.

Nto: We are approaching the B3 Road… there is a speed trap tha Karasburg, we will not slow
down. Instead, we are going to break it.

What now? we see the border written Karasburg and Upington.

Nto: I am going to countdown… when I say 2, I want everyone to lower their caps to cover their
faces.When I reach 1, I want everyone to accelerate with their full capacity, clear?

All of us at once: Crystal.

We see a very straight road.

Nto: 3

Her: 2
Ora and I lower our caps…

Nto: 1

Weehhh!!!!! Yeses… I reach for the seatbelt as Ora laughs at me.

#Narrative#

They all increase their speed, full blust, mind you they are in the B3 road, heading for the N10.

Taking the lead of the midtrack is non other than Ruthless:

➢ 1st place is Ruthless with his MBW M4 CSL at the speed of 305 km/h
➢ 2nd place is Lioness with her Mercedes AMHG C63s at the speed of 298 km/h
➢ 3rd place is Hitman (Lungile) with her BMW M2 Coupe at the speed of 280 km/h
➢ 4th place is Tumisho and Tumi with their BMW M5 CS at the speed of 270 km/h
➢ 5th place is Ora and Wendy with their BMW M4 GTS at the speed of 240 km/h
➢ Last place is the frustrated Thabang with his Audi R8 V10 at the speed of 234 km/h

They approach the C bend in – ramp, joining the N14 to Kuruman. I must say, Ntokozo and
Karabo are the Drift couple!!! Ntokozo increases her speed, leveling up with Karabo. They look
at each other… Karabo only sees a smirk on Ntokozo’s face then she blows a kiss at him. He
chuckles, looking ahead then back at her. As he was about to look at Ntokozo, she is gone…
taking the lead!!!

Tumisho and Tumi laugh at the sight they were exposed to…

Tumisho: (chuckling) Hayi my identity thief is stupid.

Tumi: (blowing a kiss at Tumisho, imitading Ntokozo) Mcwaa!!!

Tumisho: (looking at Tumi then the road again and again) Hayi yeyi… don’t be blowing kisses at
me.

Everyone laughs at they hear everything through the ear pieces.

Hitman: Weeh Itumelang, ngizokungcwaba uphila ulokhe uhluphana nendoda yamii

➢ (Itumelang, stop bothering my man or I will bury you alive)

Tumi: Hade Hitman

➢ (Apologies Hitman)

They all laugh

Lioness: (off ramping to Kuruman) Off – ramp now.

With panick, everyone off – ramp with Lioness leading the way, Ruthless follows, Hitman,
Tumisho, Oratile and Thabang in a straight line. She takes the first right and they follow.
Another immediate right is taken as they all park their cars in the below sequence:

From the far right top…

➢ Lioness
➢ Ruthless
➢ Hitman
➢ Alpha (Tumisho)
➢ Ora
➢ Thabang

They all head out to meet with Tshepo who is standing infront of their registered cars.

➢ Karabo’s Black BMW i8

➢ Tumisho’s Red BMW i8
➢ Tumi’s Black Matte Audi R8 V10 (the same one as Thabang’s get away car)
➢ Oratile’s White BMW M4
➢ Thabang’s Black Golf GTI MK7 Manhart interior

Tshepo: Ruthless.

They do a handshake
Tshepo: Lioness

They do their secret handshake. They finish it off with two chest fists then a peace out hand
gesture.

Lioness: Sly

He does a handshake with Lungile

Tshepo: Hitman

Lungile: Sly

He does a handshake with Tumi

Him: Darkie

Tumi: Tshebobo

He handshake Tumisho

Him: Alpha

Tumisho: Sly

He handshakes Thabang

Him: Rifles

Thabang: Sly

He handshakes Ora

Him: YoungFly
Ora: Sly

He handshakes Wendy

Him: Wendy

Wendy: Tshepo

He looks at everyone.

Him: Y’all left tragedy that side, hey? When they say bloodbath, yah, I see it now.

They all laugh

Him: Anyways, let me not be a spoiler. Just turn on the news channel at 8 am. For now, you can
head to your destinations before sunrise. The keys are in every car. I will just get rid of these
ones.

Lungile: Wipe out all DNA

Nto: strip them up.

Karabo: The money you will get for the striping of the cars will be your tip. Pass by my house in
the morning.

Tshepo: (bowing) Ruthless.

They all get in their cars and they head to Karabo’s house

…
Insert #105

Ntokozo

I am woken up by the coldness of bed. I look at my phone and the time is 7h54. I head to the en
– suite and I wash my face, brush my teeth and I take a short shower. I slide into a white long
hugging dress that has thin strip sleeves. I tie my locs to a messy bun and I wore my white high
puffy elastic slippers.

I take the elevator downstairs. As the doors of the elevator open, I am met by the sight of
everyone seated by the living room, watching the TV.

“Mamaaa!!”

It is Onalerona running twards me. I get on my knees with my arms wide open. She then throws
herself in my arms as I catch her and hug her tight. Larona, Warona, Ompile and Nqoba also run
towards me and they all hug me at once. I hug them tight. God knows what would I be if
anything happened to anyone of them. I really love these kids so much, even Ompile and
Nqoba. I have really grown too fond of them. If only they knew that I live for them… I breath for
them. everything I do is for them.

I pull away as I spot everyone looking at me with amusement. I tame to forget that they invade
my mind

Me: (smiling while trying to contain my tears) My dimes…

All of them: (in unison) Mama

Me: NiRight?

I ask examining everyone of them.

Ompile: We can back with Grandpa in a very fansy big car

She says that in an exaggeration. I laugh.

Larona: It was the G – Wagon with Brabus interior.

I look at him…

Me: (getting up) Hayibo wena… sowazi oBrabus?

Him: (posing with his hands up in the peace gesture) Science

Ona: (defeated) Oh modim’ wame… you mean engineering

Lala: Same thing

Wawa and Nqoba: Not the same.

I laugh as I spot the family laughing to, even Ntate is laughing.

“Breaking news, an attack was launched on the Twalas last night by the border post…”

Me: (looking at the kids) Okay babies… to the play room and no fighting.

They run off excitedly. I get u and head to the the living room, standing behind the couch
opposite the TV next to Lungile AND Ora. I just gently grab Ora’s waist as I side hug her and I do
the same to Lungile.

“Tragedy hits the Twala and Zulu family as they lose on of their own to an attack, leaving many
injured. This include the death of Ayanda Zulu and the injury of the owner of the millionaire
company, Siyasang Twala also known as the King of the Twalas and the owner of the
Timberlands brand clothing line, Vuma Twala and lastly Ndabezinhle Twala, wife of Sandile
Twala. The queen of the Twalas, Jessica Twala, wife of Siyasanga Twala also got injured leading
to her miscarriage…

Mm, like that sound

“… the reason for the attack is unknown. Anyone with any information, please alert the family.”

Karabo switches off the TV and they all look at Lungile, Ora and i. Even Ntate is looking at us.

Me: nice… breakfast anyone?

Lungile: I will have bacon, scrambled eggs and sausages.

Ora: Bacon, eggs, Russian and …

Me: Red wine on the side.

Ora and Lungile: (raising their imaginary wine glasses) You know it.

Everyone looks at us with their eyes wide open

Me: What?

Tumi: breakfast? Jessica had a miscarriage.

Me: So?

The looks!!! Perfect.

Thabang: Ntokozo

Me: Hayi mana kancane. Y’all know that there is not war without casualties.

Tumisho: Kodwa…

Me: What did y’all accept? It was always them or us.

My tenmper is ising and the two girls next to me are livid.

Me: Now, don’t act like you didn’t know. What? Y’all thought I was bluffing when I said by
bloodbath, it will unite with the moon?

I chuckle.

Lungile: What we did to them is nothing compared to what they did to us.

Ora: They had it their way.

Tumi: What happened to y’all?

Me: You want to know what happened to us?

Silence

Me: I will tell you… Rethabile happened to us.

Ora: Thapelo happened to us

Lungile: Nosihle happened to us.

Tumi: (furious) Mahlubi…

Ora, Lungile and I: (in unison) MaKhoza!!!

They look at us shocked. we are so livid right now. we are even failing to hide it.

Tumisho: Now Ayanda happened

Me: (interrupting him) And they are a lot more going down like him. We told you that MaKhoza
will not die in vein

Ora: (standing head high close to me) And we were not blusffing

Lungile: and this is just the start

Silence…

I look at Ntate and he seems to be impressed, along with Karabo. They are standing together
while the others spit fire.

Me: No one. And I mean no one will disrespect my family unnoticed.

Wendy: (standing up to join us) They are right and I have the perfect plan to their downfall.

We look at her

Tumi: How so?

Wendy and i: Miso and Meso

Tumisho: The Twala girl twins

We nod. This is the beginning of the end.

…
Insert #106

Wedding INSERT

THE ROYAL HOUSE OF THABENG INVITES YOU TO THE

KNOT TYING OF :

Prince TUMISHO MOKOENA & LUNGILE TSHAMBO

Date: 22 November 2022

Venue: Fourways Royal Gardens

Time: 16h00

Theme: Lantic Royal Purple and White… (summer)

Your presence will be highly appreciated.

#Narrative#

Ntokozo, Wendy and Ora are downstairs at Karabo’s house, getting ready. As the bridesmaids
of Lungile, they are assigned to wear Purple and white

Wendy, Ora and Nosipho are wearing white long sleeve bodysuits, purple extra layered tutu
long skirts that have a slit on the left legs and they drag on the floor. Wendy installed a straight
hair brown shaded long frontal.

Nosipho installed a wetlook frontal that is tied down to a low ponytail.

Ora tied her kinky afro hair to a high bun and decorated it with purple and white pins.

Ntokozo on the other hand is wearing a white off – shoulder long sleeve bodysuit and a Navy
blue extra layered tutu skirt that has a slit on the right leg. It is so long that it drags on the floor
and the extra layers make it look like a ballroom gown. She has white crystal acrylic Dior pump
heels. She did big butterfly locs. They look so unique as they are large in quantity. She tied
them into a big doughnut and she decorated it with white and purple pins. She has a white
Rowlex watch on right next to isisphandla sakhe. It is still has long by the way. A silver necklace,
anklet and earrings finished the look.

Wendy: Okay now I want to really go and change.

They all laugh while adoring Nto

Ora: Mara mei skat… why do you always have to look so young and hot?

Nto: (laughing) I am the youngest in the family njena

Wendy: really?

Nto: Yes… I’m legit 30 years

They widen their eyes

“And I am 32”
They all have their mouths’ dropped. Talk about beauty.

She is headed downstairs wearing a White ballroom dress that has diamonds and pearls on the
chest. it is so big and long that it has a tail. It has no sleeves. The part from the waist to the tail
is puffy in a navy blue color. Now I see why Ntokozo was assigned to dress in that color as the
maid of honor. She did Faux locs and she tied them into a high mess bun with dcorations.

The girls take pictures as they all look great in their outfits and make – up looks. They call upon
dress as Nto’s mom is present and they head to the venue.

Lungile

I am walking down the aisle as all these people look at me standing. We are outdoors by the
way. The kingdoms are out again. I can identify them as I saw and met them on Nto’s wedding
day 10 years ago. I look at my bestie and she is already in tears, smiling. I look at the brothers
and they are in dark purple suits, black shirts, white ankle length Mokoena – Khoza sneakers…
their pants are nieatly meeting the shoes… no oversize or three quarter. I look at Karabo and he
is wearing a Navy blue Tuxedo suit, white shirt, Mokoena – Khoza ankle length sneakers that
are ombre Navy and white. He doesn’t have the blazer on, only the waistcoat… it is soo like
him!!!

I then look at my man. He is wearing a white Tuxedo suit (no blazer like his “twin”), the same
sneakers Karabo has on, navy blue shitrt and he has his dreadlocks tied into a poinytail and one
strand on the front… just like his twin.

I get to them and as I look at him.

#Narrative#

People are on the floor, dodging bullets. The clan and the wives are on the floor, taking cover.
Ntokozo pass Lungile a gun and they got up. Shooting at the direction of the shooters.
Ntokozo: (shouting while shooting) Thando, go get the bag at the bag. I will cover you in three…
two… one…

Thando stands up running to the back with Ntokozo covering him. She then takes cover by the
table.

Nto: (shouting) Ora…. get the kids, my mom and ntate out of here

Ora rushes out.

Karabo: Tshepo, the guns.

Tshepo comes back with two bags of guns and throws them at Karabo. He tosses one to Lungile
and Wendy. Thando covers back with the bag and Nto takes out a machine gun. The shoot dies
out and the Mokoenas start shooting. Thando shoots too.

Karabo: Shit!!!

Nto: (screaming) Karabo!!!!!!!!!

The shooting has gone silent. The Mokoenas get up. As Ntokozo got up, she spots a running
man and she aims for the thigh and ankle.

“Arhhh!!!!” the man screams in agony.

Tshepo rushes to the man. Ntokozo rushes to Karabo.

Her: (holding him close to her chest) Karabo… baby

She slightly slaps his face. He still has his eyes opened but he is in serious pain. He was shot on
his stomach and right side of his chest
Nto: (crying) Hey, hey, stay with me… baby, stay with me

Him: (roaring in agony) Mabakoena… the kids

Veins are showcasing on his forhead, neck and face. Sirens are heard. The paramadics take the
Karabo that has his eyes shut. Ntokozo and Lungile rush around looking for the family while the
others head to the hospital.

Ora: The kids are fine. On their way home.

Lungile: Thanks babes

They rush to the paramedics that had already bagged people. As the approach Ntokozo lands
on her knees as Ora and Lungile have their mouths’ covered with their heads in shock. Tears
stream down involunteerily.

“Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nooo!!!! They are still alive!!!! No!!!”

Paramedics: Time 18h03 date 22 November 2022… Nolwandle Dladla and Sihle Dladla…
Nolwandle with three bullets in her head, stomach and chest. sihle with four bullets on the leg,
head, shoulderand neck.

Nto: (screaming in pain as Lungile and Ora restrain her) Noooo!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!! Ahaaa!!!!!!!

The cries of Ntokozo as she sees her mother and brother, Sihle in body bags.

In Nosiphos side.

Doctor: we will have to put her in intensive Care Unit as the bullets went deep into her
stomach, damaging her colons.

In Karabo’s side
Doctor: I am sorry but Mr Mokoena slipped into Coma due to the bullet touching his lungs,
tearing his alveolus. He also had a bullet sigthly tearing his small intestines but luckily did not
touch his kidney. Him, waking up will be a miracle.

Tumisho punches the wall, leaving a hole in it.

Him: (rushing to the doctor) Make sure my brother wakes up or you will rue the day you met
me.

Doctor: (scared) Yes sir. We will have a medical team from Cuba fly in to see.

Thabang: (getting in) Ora just called me. MaDladla and Sihle are dead

They all look at him eyes wide opened.

Thando: (screaming while kicking the water machine to the floor) Arggg!!!!!!

Silence

Thando: (breathing heavily with a deadly stare) Kuyo qhuma sanhlamvana

Tumisho: (death stare) Ezinye…

All of them: (in unison with pain and anger) Ziyofeletha.

…
Delusional Love

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Prologue

^The Twalas^

Zinhle

Jessica: (looking at all of us with rage) Niyabona sesikuphi?

➢ (Do y’all see where we are?)

Silence

Her: I told y’all that this will cost us… I told y’all to not go there… now look at
where we are.

Silence

Her: We are in the Comoros!!! And it is freaken hot!!!

“Arhhhh!!!!!” screams from the other room.

Her: Do you all hear that?! Those are the god damn screams of your brother!!!
And I must say, he deserves it.

The heads of the brothers turn to her with shock.

Her: Yes, he deserves it. If he listened, he wouldn’t been screaming like a

newborn baby!!! Fix. This. mess.

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She then leaves, heading upstairs, leaving all of us in shock. She has never been
this angry. I look at Siyasanga who is busy spinning a coin… more like playing with
it.

Sandile is just numb and Vuma has his elbows on the table, hands joined and he
seems to be shaking his leg in anticipation. Shame man… I wonder how he is
feeling… I mean, he is his twin after all. I get that they have pride and you know,
the Zulu-ness but they are still human.

The silence is just making it hard to even breathe. I look at Londiwe and signal for
her to go upstairs. I can just see she is troubled, mentally and physically.

Me: (getting up) Please excuse us…

Londiwe and I head upstairs.

Her: Zinhle, this is a lot to me. I shouldn’t have went there. What if Vika doesn’t
make it?

Me: Don’t say that Londi… you, of all of us, knows that Vika is stronger than that.
He is going to be fine.

She sighs and I just hold her hand in reassurance. We then enter Jessica’s room
after knocking.

Jessica

I am at the balcony with Zinhle and Londiwe.

Zinhle: Jessica, what you said down there was not necessary. It left them thinking
hard.

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Me: Not necessary? Zinhle, they could have died. I told them to not go but they
went behind my back and now look at where we are…

Zinhle: But…

Me: What were my instructions, Zinhle?

Silence

Me: Ndabezinhle, before I left, what did I tell y’all not to do?

Her: You said we shouldn’t go to the Mokoena Wedding.

Me: And what did y’all do?

Her: Opposed you

Me: Now who is left with all of this?

Her: (sigh) But Mah…

Me: (angry) I dare you to mention Mahlubi… just try me and see who will be
hospitalized in counting minutes.

Silence

Londiwe: I miss our old life.

Zinhle: me too… life before the Twalas was the realest life... how we used to have
a syndicate, a life with my precious baby, Buhle. I really miss her.

I instantly zoned out. The past memories becloud me.

Back to the past

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Delusional Love is the third of the Delusional Love series. The story is pure fiction.
None of the characters exist. The Mokoena Clan, Twala Brothers and the
Ngonyama brothers, however, are the writer’s piece of imagination, but you are
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Delusional Love

Insert #1

Incoming call: Ndabezinhle

~CONVO~

Me: Ndabe

Ndabe: Jessica, where are you?

Me: I am by the King Shaka International Airport, just landed.

Her: Let me fetch you

Me: (laughing) I would rather die than be fetched by you. Mpiyakhe is bringing my
car so stress less, sister.

Her: Okay Skwata

➢ (Okay Soldier)

Me: (laughing) Wow.

~END OF CONVO~

I then walk out, just after checking out. I am then met by Mpiyakhe.

Him: Mageba

Me: Mpiyakhe

We exchange handshake. Mpiyakhe has always been my father’s right hand man.
He has been with us since my mother’s death.

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Him: Let me leave you then. And welcome back Kiddo. Hope the military didn’t
make you forget your way home.

Me: (laughing) I sure do know my way to La lucia, Mpiyakhe.

Him: (laughing) Phela thina sazi ukuthi uma senibheka ekhaya, kuduka kwa sani.
Ikhanda liduma ophotiyani.

➢ (We will never know. I mean, when y’all come back home, you forget
everything. Y’all go crazy.)

Me: (laughing) Wow…

Him: Mageba, mina ithi ngihambe and ohh, ubaba wakho useHhovisi
eMorningside, nerh?

➢ (Mageba, let me leave you and oh, your dad is in his office at Morningside,
okay?)

Me: Ngiyabonga Mphiyakhe.

➢ (Thank you, Mpiyakhe)

We do our handshake and go our separate ways. I get into my Audi R8 v10. I really
missed it.

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Hi, Jessica Zulu is the name. I am 22 years old and I am from KwaZulu Natal,
eBergeville to be precise. I am a member of the South African Army, under
military work… qualified Military scientist and a qualified lawyer. This is my life.

Jessica

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I arrived two hours ago and I found Zinhle (my sister), Buhle (my little sister) and
Aunty Betty (the helper). My dad is by the office and I am still lazy to go pass by
because I will be given the biggest lecture about how my job is risky. My family
never supported my choice of being in the army. They were always against it. I
even left home without their support, but I made it, successfully for that matter.

I am by the kitchen, drinking water.

Zinhle: Glad you didn’t get shot or killed.

Me: (chuckling) Who told you all that I am a weakling kanti?

Her: No one.

She then joins me on the high kitchen chairs.

Me: How are things holding up at Mageba Inc?

Her: Okay but a little holes there and there.

Me: What do you mean?

Her: The sex scandal of Siphokazi caused many investors to withdraw from the
company and it is sinking.

I look ahead of me with my elbows on the countertop and I sip on my water

bottle.

Her: Please say something

Me:

Her: I know I disappointed you.

Me: You did.

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Silence

Me: I asked you to do one thing for me… just one thing but you still failed at it…

Silence

Me: (getting up to leave) Well, it isn’t anything new. Afterall, that is what you go
it… sabotaging me.

I then head upstairs.

I know you might be thinking I am a bitch for this move but trust me, you would
react the same if you were me. We can be family but when it comes to business,
the hand becomes very hard and tough.

Let me go take a shower.

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DELUSIONAL LOVE

Insert #2

Jessica

I am now heading downstairs.

I decided to go for a White hugging dress that has drawingstrings by the thighs to
adjust the length, White ankle length Airforces and I installed a frontal… straight
hair, brown shade. A little touch of make – up, a white watch, an anklet, bracelet
and a necklace would help. I have my car keys with me.

“Where are you going?” – It’s Zinhle.

Me: (headed to the door) Damage control.

I then get in the car and I head out.

As I enter through the main door of my company, I am met by eyes. Argh!!! Perks
of being a successful woman, or should I say a successful army woman? I head for
the reception desk…

Receptionist: (on her feet) Good day ma’am. Didn’t expect to see you here…

Me: Where did you expect to see me?

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Her: Sorry ma’am

Me: postpone all my meeting for today and tomorrow, Call all the admin and
financial floor to me office now and organize for me a staff meeting for 15h00.

Her: Right on it ma’am.

Me: Call Jason for me.

Her: The IT guy?

Me: Yes.

Her: On it.

I then head for the elevator and press the 22nd floor button.

When I get to my office, I am met by all that I left. Everything is still the way I left
it two years ago. The colours are still the same; White and Grey. I walk to the desk
and I see a photo of her framed. She looks exactly as me, everything. I then walk
to the glass window, the view of the city… exceptional!!!

Jessica

As I am busy observing the financial documents of the company, a knock disturbs

me.

Me: Enter

Jason enters.

Him: Ndabezitha

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Me: Jason

We do a handshake and he settles in.

Me: I have an issue at hand. You know I have been gone for two years and I
entrusted my company to my sister, Ndabe. Now she filled me up about some
financial issues in the company and not forgetting the little holes in the ship. I
want your help in locating those holes in two days. I can’t afford to have a sinking
ship.

Him: That is doable, Mageba but it will be very costy.

Me: (chuckling) Money is not a problem, Jason.

Him: Mageba, sikhuluma la ngo1,8 million in total for all of this as I still have to
get resources, pay people to also help me in this and not to forget having to break
the dark wall you built to protect the company… let alone th…

As he carries on talking, I pull out my phone, opt in the banking app. As I try to
initiate the transaction, a text enters from Piet.

~Text CONVO~

Piet: Ms Zulu…

Me: Approve, Piet.

Him: Okay.

~End~

A notification bell rings on his phone.

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Him: Two minutes ma’am

His eyes widen as the stick to his phone.

Me: Make it happen, Jason.

Him: (happy) Mageba.

Me: (getting up) Let me leave you to work. I will be back in a few.

He then takes out his equipment as I exit the office, heading to the boardroom. I
am legit 15 minutes later.

#Narrative#

Jessica is standing above the main chair, leaning on it. Everyone has their eyes on
her.

Her: Thank you all for coming. As you all know that I was away for a while but I am
back. I will be taking back the ropes from Ndabezinhle from today onwards.

Silence

Her: I have been going through the finances of the company and other
documents. I would like to know how did we lose so much while we have ten
accountants on board?

Silence

Her: Let alone having so many complaints from clients.

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Silence

Her: We are a law firm… scratch that, the leading law firm in South Africa. How do
we maintain that if we are lazy?

Silence

Her: I think y’all have been having it soft while I was away. Well, I am back and I
will not tolerate shit.

They all look at her shocked.

Her: We mean business here.

One of the members: But ma’am it is not our fault that leadership failed.

Other agreed.

Jessica: When the clients complain, do they lay it against leadership?

Silence

Her: Do they?

Silence

Her: I will not remind y’all why I hired you. Must I remind you of how majority of
you here said “You intend to do the best”? Must i?

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Silence

Her: My thought exactly. This is how we operate now. Back to square one… a
complaint laid against you result in R150 being deduced from your salary.

Commotion

Her: I wasn’t asking you, I was telling you.

Commotion again… she then walks to the door of the boardroom and she opens it
while standing by the side of it.

Her: Onenkinga (points out the door) it is opened.

➢ (If you have a problem…)

Silence… no movement

Her: If you have a problem with that system, the door is opened. Leave now or
forever shut it in.

No movement.

Her: Glad we are at the same page. Meeting dismissed.

She then leaves.

Jessica

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It is around 20h34 and I just arrived at home. As I enter, I find my dad, Mpiyakhe
and Zinhle by the living room.

Me: Sanibonani.

➢ (Greetings)

“Mammie!!!” – It’s Buhle.

I open my arms wide while lowering my height. She then throws herself on my
arms. I hug her tight while carrying her.

Me: (looking at her) Pumpkin.

She is teary. I just engulf her in a tight hug. She let it all out. If only people knew
that she is the reason I always kept going by the camp when it was hard. She is
the only reason.

Me: Hey… hey… hey… what’s wrong?

Her: I missed you

Me: (smiling) I missed you too nunu

Her: As you still going to leave me?

Me: Not anytime soon

They all turn to me. I just take Buhle to her room, cradle her to sleep while
listening to her stories on how her friends did that and that…

I then head downstairs and notice Aunty Betty is not around, meaning she is in
her cottage outside.

Dad: So you are back?

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Me: Yes.

I settle for the single couch.

Him: Finally came to your senses?

Me: My senses are very normal and no, I didn’t quit… I am just on injury leave

Zinhle: Injury?

Me: Yeah. I just shot by the thigh but it is nothing.

I’m lying…

Mpi: But you don’t look like someone shot.

Me: (chuckling) I am a soldier Mpiyakhe. I am immune to pain.

Him: Hayi… bandage nyana?

➢ (Little bit of bandage?)

Me: You know I hate things that are related to hospitals.

We carry on chatting there and there.

Dad: So how long are you going to be this side?

I am busy on my phone, mainly socials. I am already trending for “return of a

successful commander, Jessica Zulu”.

Me: (still on my phone) a year and a half as I still have to do regular

physiotherapy.

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Him: Why don’t you just quit and carry on with law?

Me: Just like how you gave up on Ayanda? No, thanks.

Silence

Dad: I didn’t give up on Ayanda, Jessica

Me: You didn’t vele…

Silence

Me: (putting my phone down)but you gave up on all of us.

Mpi: Jessica…

Me: No, bab’ omncane… Dad needs to know that he is not as holy as he think he
is.

Dad: Excuse me?

Me: I didn’t stutter.

Dad: I didn’t give up on y’all. I had challenges.

Me: We all had them

Him: I had trauma Jessica and it…

Me: Dad, mom was slaughtered in front of us… we all shared the same trauma.
There is nothing special about yours.

Him: Can’t you understand that I felt weak?

Me: You didn’t feel weak. You were weak.

Him: Ngizokushaya Jessica. You are not old enough to not get whipped.

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➢ (I will beat you up…)

Me: Just like how mom was not old enough to get whipped constantly?

Mpi: Ntokozo!!!

Me: No bab’ omncane. I hate this. I don’t like fighting at all but I hate being put on
the spot. It just triggers me as I had to be everything in this house from a very
young age. I had to be a sister to Zinhle, a sister and brother to Ayanda, a mother
to Buhle, a father and mother to everyone and at the same time juggle being a
student and school. If I was to even ask daddy kuthi ngipass.e njani uMatric, he
won’t tell me.

➢ (… How I passed my Matric…)

Dad: 4 distinctions

Me: My point precisely

Him: Kanti upass.e njani?

➢ (Whoa… how did you pass?)

Me: 6 distinctions baba!!!

Silence

Me: I did everything by myself. He doesn’t even know why I chose this career but
he has the audacity to criticize me about it at every given point of life.

Dad: (calm) Why did you take it?

Me: (anger build up) Read mom’s will and remember her last words.

#Narrative#

Back to 2015…

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MaZulu: (crying while looking at Jessica) The power in you is very much capable of
it. You were born for it. Follow your heart and remember, the uniform is waiting
for you, Sthuli sikaNdaba

She gasp as the knife pierce her skin

Her: (tearing up) You will serve the country into victory (gasps and low voice) my
angel of war… ukhumbule, unguZulu omnyama ondlela zimnhlophe.

➢ (… Remember, you are Zulu, the one that leads with darkness and walks in
bright routes)

She proceeds to taking her final breath as her body hits the floor with blood
gashing through her neck at high pressure.

Back to Jessica’s POV

He looks deep in thought.

Me: (getting up to leave) If you can’t accept my decision then it shows you never
very accepted me. I know I am a constant remind of mom to you so (sigh) I will be
out of your hair by tomorrow morning.

I hold Zinhle’s shoulder in reassurance then I head upstairs to my room. Let me

retire to my daily death.

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DELUSIONAL LOVE

Insert #3

At the Twala Residency

Twala: Khona ekumele sikudingide as a family.

➢ (We have a matter to discuss as a family)

Vika: And that is?

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Twala: The Twala clan will the forming a relationship with the Zulus.

Smanga: I don’t think I follow

Twala: Y’all know Zulu’s daughter, Jessica?

Smanga: One that joined the military force?

Twala: Ehhe… yena loyo

➢ (Yes, that one)

Silence

Twala: Zulu is willing to offer us her hand in marriage to one of y’all

Commotion

Twala: MaTwala and I saw it fit to offer Sanga her

All of them: (in unison) Ini?!

➢ (What?!)

Vuma: Mana baba, uthi kwenzenjani?

➢ (Wait dad, what are you saying?)

Sandile: uSanga pho?

➢ (Why Sanga though?)

Sanga: ubani othe ngidinga umfazi?

➢ (Who said I need a wife?)

MaTwala: Hayibo Sanga siyaguga phela thina

➢ (Wow Sanga, we are not getting any younger)

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Sanga: Manje?

➢ (So what?)

They all turn to him shocked.

Sanga: I will not give y’all grandkids. Bakhona ozalo. Bazongena lapho.

➢ (… My brothers are there. They will provide.)

Brothers: (in unison) Ngeke impela.

➢ (Never!!!)

Twala: Kodwa icabanga ndodana

➢ (But think of it, son…)

Sanga: (standing) Angizoyishada le yantokazi.

➢ (I will not marry that young lady)

He then storms off.

Sandile: okay… mina ngicela ukumngena, mhlambe…

➢ (Okay… can I step in, maybe…)

They all look at him as Sanga drives off to his house in high speed.

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Jessica

It is 3 am and I am by the kitchen, looking at the updates Jason sent. I am

disturbed by loud knock on the door. I up and head there. As I open the door,

The guy: (barging in) Ukuphi?!!

➢ (Where is he?)

I just look at him bored.

Me: sawubona nawe. Ufuna ba?

➢ (Hello to you too. Who are you looking for?)

Him: (turning to me) ubaba wakho

➢ (Your dad)

Me: (rolling my eyes) See yourself to it. I don’t have time for this.

I head back to the kitchen chair and he follows me.

Him: Ukuphi ubaba wakho?

➢ (Where is your dad?)

Me: Do I look like his keeper?

Him: Ngoba sowufaka iUniform sowuyazitshela.

➢ (Oh, just because you now wear the uniform you now see yourself better)

Me: Whatever…

Him: Uyafana nje noMa wakho…

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➢ (You are just like your mother…)

Okay, he hit the corn.

Siyasanga

She gets up in a flash and faces me, pissed asf.

Her: Hayi wenja… ungazongiphakela ugolo.

➢ (You bastard… don’t fuck with me)

The fuck…

Her: Angikwazi, awungazi. Ungazongifunza inyongo mina.

➢ (I don’t know you, you don’t know me. Don’t bullshit me.)

Me: hawu…

➢ (Wow)

Her: I told you to see yourself. Hamba uyekulomuntu omfunayo. Unganginyatheli

mina.

➢ (.. Go to the person you came here for and leave me the fuck alone.)

Me: Is that a threat?

Her: Cha, isithembiso.

➢ (No, it is a promise)

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“What’s happening here? Awu Twala” her dad

Me: Twala yokunuka. Ungishadisa nengane yakho?

➢ (Twala my foot. You marrying your daughter off to me?)

Him: Cela sikhulume ngasese.

➢ (Can we talk in private?)

Me: No, say it now… right infront of her.

Jessica: What is on here?

Me: Buza baba wakho

➢ (Ask your dad)

Him:

Me: Your father is putting you in an arranged marriage with me.

I look at her and she is chuckling but it is not warm.

Her: (looking at her father defeated) So you couldn’t even wait a day. You just had
to zero in on me.

Him: Jessica…

Another male figure appears behind Zulu.

Jessica: Ubudala uyifuna lento.

➢ (You always wanted to do this)

Him: ithi ngichaze

➢ (Let me explain)

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Her: Uchaza ini? (heading out) I knew coming back was a bad decision.

➢ (Explain what exactly?)

Man: Jessica…

He follows behind.

Me: Thembe ujabulile ngalento

➢ (Hope you are happy with what you have done)

I then head out.

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Sho… Siyasanga Twala ngegama, 26 years old. I am the owner of SN Twala
Logistics, qualified lawyer and designer. I am originated from KwaZulu Natal,
mainly from KwaNongoma but currently live in Zanzibar and this is my life.

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BOOK 3 OF DELUSIONAL LOVE SERIES

Delusional Love

Insert #4

Jessica

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I got an apartment at Zanzibar Estate and I have been up, along with Mpiyakhe
who followed behind. We have been seated like this for 4 hours, no word said.
That is the thing about Mpiyakhe… he never forces you to talk but eventually you
will…

Me: He just had to do it

He looks at me, shocked. I have never vented to anyone about my problems. I

always took it out on basketball or training.

Me: He couldn’t even wait.

Mpi: Kanti isuka kuphi lento? And how did I miss this?

Me: Rember when you went to East London to visit Ayanda?

Him: Yeah?

Me: Dad heard that I wanted to join the force and he lost it. We broke into a cold
war and he ended up telling me that I am supposed to get married to a wealthy
family. He never mentioned which one. I just got irritated and I upped and left
same day. That is where his hatred for my career started. As soon as he heard I
left, he fled for Botswana by the camps and paid money for them to reject me. I
paid more and he got his ways to make my training hell as he bought men there
to harass me, attempt several times to rape me and not to mention paying the
superiors to make it hard for me to work in a men industry.

Tears threaten.

Me: (blinking away the tears) his last trick worked…

Mpi: That is?

Me: (tears fall at the flashback) He…

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Flashback

Jessica ran to the military car while shooting back at the attackers. As she was
about to enter, the car exploded. She hit the ground hard as she coulding breath.
She got up but mind kept taking her back to the past… as she blinked, everything
beclouded her. She then fell, unconscious but into deep slamber.

Me: He has the car I was located to bombed… had me injected with some
chemical that kills one emotionally.

Silence

Him: Go get some rest Sthuli sikaNdaba.

I nod and I head upstairs. As I enter the room, I breakdown.

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BOOK 3 OF DELUSIONAL LOVE SERIES

Delusional Love

Insert #5

Siyasanga

It is around 9pm and we are all at Zulu’s house. We are all waiting for Jessica. the
tension in this room. The male figure is somehow looking at Zulu with rage.

Jessica then enters wearing a black long hugging dress that is long sleeve, black
slippers and she combed her hair sideways. She then sits opposite me. she looks
at Hlubi then back at me then she scans the room.

Twala: MaZulu

Her: Twala

Twala: everyone knows why were are here, right?

Silence

Him: We all waiting for the decision you two took.

I look at Jessica and she is just zoned out. Whatever she is thinking of is definitely
not about this but it is deep.

Twala: Jessica?

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She snaps out.

Twala: your decision?

Her: I don’t have anything to say. Afterall, it is not like I have a choice. So why ask?

Straight – forward? I like.

Twala: Sanga?

Me: Ngivumelana noJessica

➢ (I agree with Jessica)

She then zones out again. I see a smirk form on Zulu’s face.

Twala: I guess it is settled them. Zulu, lindela amakhongi ngeviki elizayo.

➢ (Expect negotiators next week)

Zulu: Twala

Jessica: May I be excused?

Zulu:

Male figure: Yebo ngane yami

➢ (Yes my child)

Zulu: Mpiyakhe

Finally got the name

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Mpiyakhe: Yini? Angithi sokwenzile okwenzile, wakuthola obukade ukufuna…
Yekela ingane, Andile

➢ (What? You did what you did, got what you wanted… Now leave the kid,
Andile)

I look at Mahlubi and he is shocked too. So is everyone else.

Jessica: senizohamba kahle

➢ (Goodbye)

She then leaves. Twala looks at me and I just follow her.

Jessica

I was about to enter my car…

“Jessica” it’s the guy… Siya something.

Him: Can we talk?

I step out, close the door and look at him.

Me: can I help you?

Him: I see you are bothered.

Who is he? Father God?

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Me: Okay?

Hear me out… this guys has this aura that says “Respect me”

Him: I know the situation is a bit awkward but we could atleast be friends? Or
strangers that know each other?

Me: (chuckling) Strangers that know each other?

Him: What can I say?

Silence

Me: I don’t know, hey?

Him: Come on, we will be married soon so how about we call a truce?

He offers a handshake. I look at his hand

Me: (returning it while heaving a sigh) Fine

I withdraw then he adjusts his cap and I notice his brown glowy glossy eyes. He
even has dreadlocks.

Me: Look, I got to rush…

Him: can I take you wherever you are going?

Me: my car?

Him: I will ask one of my brothers to bring it.

Me: Do I even have a choice?

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Him: (walking to his BMW M5) nope.

Me: (sigh) Haa… fuck me.

He laughs and we head out. Aw we are in the car, we chat there and there.

I notice he is the quiet one, not shy or awkward. He is just unique. And quite
frankly, he is annoying but in a great funny way. The way his Zulu is so deep
ngakhona, you could tell he is very proud of his culture and he is low – key a
traditional person.

He is also a closed book… very closed and he is very manipulative!!! As a lawyer, I

know these things as I was taught at Law school and I am ashamed to say I was
manipulated big time today.

To my Law professor, forgive me as I was violated using the very same technic you
taught in class while I was asleep.

BOOK 3 OF DELUSIONAL LOVE SERIES

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Delusional Love

Insert #6

Siyasanga

I just dropped off Jessica and went to my house. I am also situated in Zanzibar,
just on the other side.

I took a shower and I changed to grey sweatpants and black JD slides. I head to
the home office and I get to the paperwork. I know it is late but it can never be
late for insomnia. I can’t sleep more than two hours.

Incoming call: Hlubi

~CONVO~

HIM: Fallen bachelor

Me: (chuckling) Voestek wena

➢ (Piss off)

We laugh

Him: Zalo, I can’t believe you getting married

➢ (brother…)

Me: It is not like I had a choice

Him: You did, zalo

Me: What? Didn’t you hear?

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Him: I heard everything. The Siyasanga I shared a womb with would have stood
his ground regardless of how sticky the situation is. You, my twin brother, love
that girl.

Me: Are you hearing yourself?

Him: Denial is a river in Egypt, you are whipped.

Me: Mahlubi Nwabile Twala

Him: Siyasanga Njabulo Twala

Me: I don’t love her

Him: Oh lies, lies, lies. Let me just go call my bitch and leave you.

Me: You got to stop calling me every time Nwabile. I am not your girlfriend

Him: You so wish you were

Me: Fokof.

➢ (Piss off)

Him: Sokhuluma zalo.

➢ (We will chat later, brother)

~END OF CONVO~

Jessica

I am woken up by a knock at the door. I look at the time and it is 6am. I wonder
who it is. I grab my robe and I head to the door.

Me: sisi.

➢ (sister)

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Her: Hey dade

➢ (hey, sister)

She enter carrying Starbucks… our old times fav.

Her: Yeses, go freshen up nawe. Your face is swollen.

➢ (Wow… You go freshen up. Your face is swollen.)

Me: (laughing) oksalayo I am still beautiful.

➢ (As long as I am still beautiful.)

I freshen up and change to black Nike Pro leggings, Black Nike Pro long sleeve
crop tee and navy blue secret socks. I am walking with socks on.

Her: So how was the ride with Sanga home?

Me: It was okay yaz. I thought it would be awkward but it was nice.

Her: Weeh, my sister, you are slowly getting whipped.

Me: Mxm.

I carry on eating my cheesecake.

Her: Thigh wound?

I laugh… I know she got me there.

Me: I wasn’t going to expose myself now.

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We laugh.

Her: I am actually happy that you are doing you.

I smile.

Me: I would like to apologies on how I spoke to you the other day.

Her: It’s okay babes.

Silence

Her: Actually, woza… asambe.

➢ (Actually, come. Let’s go.)

Me: Where to?

Her: Gateway.

Me: Haaa… I’m lazy

Her: I saw Nike Pro leggings…

Me: Asambe

➢ (let’s go)

Her: hawu, shoes?

Me: (dragging her out while grabbing the keys and phone) They don’t matter. Tell
me about those leggings.

She laughs at me as we head out. I am obsessed on leggings.

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BOOK 3 OF DELUSIONAL LOVE SERIES

DELUSIONAL LOVE

Insert #7

Jessica

What a long day it was!!! I managed to get the leggings and all that.

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I am by the kitchen making dinner… nothing major, just Macaroni, mince, melted
cheese (Cheddar and Gout) and Greek salad.

Zinhle heads downstairs wearing a short and T Shirt. She is busy on her phone.

Her: Hey, did you see the socials?

Me: (dishing up) my arrival?

Her: yeah and something on the Mokoenas

Me: the royals?

Her: yes. The second queen passed on.

Me: (turning to her) You lie?

Her: I am serious. Worse is the rumor about a son on exile. It says her, “The
Mokoenas have a lot of drama up their sleeve… a hide son now?” and the other
reads “Kanti, isn’t Prince Thapelo supposed to take the throne as the 1st born?”

Me: What did the Mokoena say?

Her: A written source by Wendy Mpangase says “The son in exile is confirmed to
be the next king to the throne. The name is Leon Paaka Mokoena, third born son
of King Lerumo Paaka Mokoena and Lindiwe Khoza. Randsome of 1 000 000 Pula
will be offered by the Royal house to anyone with concrete evidence. Royal
Thabang, Wendy Mpangase reports.”

Me: Yho… too bad I don’t even know this guy boh.

Her: Yeah nerh, royals.

She settles by the high kitchen chairs as I serve her.

Me: You know…

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A knock interrupts… I look at Zinhle then the door.

Me: Expecting anyone?

Her: (looking at me) No.

I open the kitchen drawer…

Her: (shocked) Jessica!!!

Me: Shhhsh…

I clock the gun and head to the center of the room.

Me: Ngena.

➢ (Enter)

I hid the gun behind me with a speed of lightning.

Me: The fuck?!

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BOOK 3 OF DELUSIONAL LOVE SERIES

DELUSIONAL LOVE

Insert #8

Jessica

They all enter, looking at me. they look exhausted.

Zinhle: (joining me) Hebana, and then?

Vika: Mama and Dad locked us out.

Me: (puzzled) Don’t y’all have houses?

Vika looks at Vuma as Smanga, Mahlubi and Sandile look at Siyasanga.

Vuma: Our car keys are in their house, along with our cellphones.

Zinhle and I turn our attention to the Big 4

Siyasanga: (looking at all of us) Yini?

➢ (What?)

Zinhle: Ngeke uchaze ukuthi why bakubuke soh?

➢ (You won’t explain why they are all looking at you like this?)

Siyasanga: I have nothing to say mina.

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They all look at him in disbelieve. Mahlubi even has his hands on his waist. I am
still shocked ekutheni why are they here!!! They are crowding my apartment
hle!!!

Smanga: What do you mean? Nigga, why ain’t we in your house?

Good question!!!

Siyasanga: Hayibo, engani benginani masixhoshwa nje?

➢ (Wow, wasn’t I with you all when the rents kicked us out?)

Vika: So?

Him: My keys are at the rent’s house.

Vuma: Kodwa we could have went to your house!!!

Him: Haibo silima ngeyiphi imoto?!

➢ (You idiot, with which car?)

All of them: (in unison) Yakho

➢ (Yours)

Him: Ngeziphi isikhiya?

➢ (Where are the keys?)

Sandile: We could have rquested to your house.

Him: Ubuzo ngena njani?

➢ (How were you going to enter?)

Smanga: You will tell the security to let you in.

Him: They wouldn’t open unless I have my ID or scan card.

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Sandile: You legit hired them njena!!!

Smanga: Ungitshela ukuthi they don’t know their boss?

➢ (You telling me that…)

Mahlubi and him look at us blankly like that “Obvious” look. Zinhle wants to
laugh so hard.

Siyasanga: I didn’t say don’t have houses.

The looks they shoot at him!!!

Vika: count me out ‘cause I have my house.

Vuma: me too

Vika: (frown) Ngazonya wena…

➢ (don’t shit me)

Yeses, that took a wild turn.

Vika: You live in my house.

Vuma: You had to embarrass me.

Him: ungikhulumela intsambatheka nje.

➢ (you talking shit though)

Sandile: Perks to us with houses.

Smanga: Nje

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Mahlubi: Fokof, y’all call those things you rent houses? You should be ashamed of
yourselves.

➢ (Piss off..)

He heads to the kitchen, the fridge.

Me: Okay fine… my check is why are y’all here?

Vika: We need a place to sleep at.

Vuma: And you being close,

Smanga: We saw a great opportunity.

Zinhle and I look at each other then back at them

Me: (chuckling in disbelief) And what makes you think I will accept?

Sandile: Hayibo, uzoyeka oSbali bakho balale emgwaqeni ukhona?

➢ (you going to let your brothers in – law to sleep on the streets?)

Vuma: NoMnyeni akho pho?

➢ (Your husband too?)

Me: ehhe. First thing first, this place is small for y’all.

➢ (Yes…)

Vika: You call a penthouse small? You must be rich.

Zinhle looks at him shocked.

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Me: (irritated) As I was still saying, and I am not in the mood to be entertaining
guests.

Vuma: (SITTING ON THE COUCH WITH THE REST OF THEM) Kanti we are not so
much work.

Me: Ngeke impela

➢ (No ways)

Sandile: (looking at Zinhle with those seducing eyes) Ndabe

Zinhle: Uhm?

Him: (doing that rizz thing) Cela ukulala la?

➢ (Can I sleep here?)

Zinhle: (looking around like she is looking for something) Yaz, it is not my place…

➢ (You know…)

Sandile walks to us and he tangles his arms around Zinhle’s waist. I swear, Zinhle
is melting!!!

Him: (looking down at her while gently grabbing her neck) Nkosazane, ngicela
ukulala la ekhaya?

➢ (Ms, can I sleep here?)

Zinhle: (without even thinking) yes

Me: (shocked) Uyanya straight. Kwabani?

➢ (You are tripping straight up. At whose house?)

Sandile plants a perk on Zinhle’s cheek then went to sit down

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The brothers: (excited and proud) Ngazi wena bhuti/ Twala/ mshayi wesinqa/
Mfana wegagasi.

Me: Yeyi… yeyi… yeyi… ningangidini. Ngiyakhona nje ukuzihlanyela mina!!!

➢ (hey, hey, hey, don’t piss me off. I do know how to be insane!!!)

Zinhle: Just for one night kuphela?

➢ (… only?)

Me: Wena ngi…umm

➢ (You… i… umm.)

I just held it back while forming a fist then I look at them on that couch. Siyasanga
is busy on his phone.

Me: Fine, you can stay but just the night.

Siyasanga’s phone rings… he signals for me to take it.

Me: and then?

Him: Your mother in – law.

Me: Aowa… I ain’t answering it.

➢ (No ways…)

They all sit up, looking at me. There is this panic in their eyes.

Siyasanga: Jessica

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Me: No.

Him: Please take the phone.

Me: Hayi

➢ (No.)

Him: Okay, then it means we are staying more than a night here…

The ultimatum!!! I just walk to him, grab the phone from him while looking at him
pissed asf. I roll my eyes and I answer the phonecall.

~CONVO~

MaTwala: Weeh Siyasanga, ungisize nje ube ukaJessica noBhuti bakho abangezwa
otherwise I will be burning y’all’s belongings.

➢ (Siyasanga, help me and be at Jessica’s with your brothers that don’t listen
otherwise…)

Me: Sawubona Ma… NguJessica okhulumayo

➢ (Greetings Mom. Jessica is the one talking)

Her: Oh, sorry ngane yami. Kuthi ziyahlupha lezinto.

➢ (Oh sorry my child. Just that those things are a bother)

Me: (chuckling) Hawu kodwa.

➢ (but…)

Her: Uyaphila kodwa MaZulu

➢ (Are you goo, MaZulu?)

Me: Ngiyaphila ngingezwa ngawe MaTwala.

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➢ (I am good. I could hear from you, MaTwala)

Her: Hayi ngiyaphila ngane yami. Kuhamba njani ngempilo?

➢ (I’m good my child. How is life?)

Me: Kuyazameka Ma. Kuzosiza ngani ukukhononda?

➢ (We are trying Mom. What will help in complaining?)

Her: (laughing) Spoken like a real woman.

I laugh

Her: lalela S’thuli sikaNdaba, my husbanda and I want some quality time together
now would you be able to keep those fools for a few days.

➢ (listen…)

My eyes wide as athe all look at me in anticipation.

Me: Uhm… erhh… woo… bona bacela nje izikhiya zabo kuphela.

➢ (… All they want is their keys)

Her: Well, that is also part of their punishment

Why does it feel like I am also in this punishment? It is like I am legit getting the
worsed punishment ever!!!

Me: (fake smiling) Akuna nkinga Mah. Thatha izinsuku ozidingayo.

➢ (No problem Mom. Take all the days you will need)

Her: Ngiyabonga kakhulu sthandwa… awuthi ngihambe. Ngiyakuthanda yezwa?

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➢ (Thank you so much my love… let me go. Love you, okay?

Me: nami kunjalo Ma. Nilale kahle

➢ (me too mom. Sleep well)

~END OF CALL~

I heave a sigh and turn

...

Siyasanga

Her: What the fuck?!

We all look at her as she is standing face – to – face with Mahlubi who is
devouring the poor plate of food.

Her: HHayi ngiyalingwa boh!!!

➢ (No, I am being tested!!!)

Zinhle: Shit.

Mahlubi: Yho, I didn’t mean too. I just saw it there and it called me.

Jessica: this is the worst night ever.

Vika: Nathi siyacela.

➢ (Can we also have some?)

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She turns. Vika looks at her, innocently. Who does he think he is?! That stunt
won’t work at Jessica. Woman is hardcore.

Her: (softening up) Okay kerh.

We look at each other… what just happened?

Vuma: Nami please MaZulu?

➢ (me too… )

Jessica: (heading to the stove) Okay.

Sandile: (whispering to me) And then? Is broken?

Smanga: (whispering too) I know I haven’t known her for a long time but nah, she
is being weird right now.

Me: (whispering) Nimenzeni umfazi?

➢ (What did you do to my wife?)

They look at me…

Sandile: Nami ngiyacela.

➢ (Me too)

Silence

Smanga: Nami tuu!

➢ (me too!)

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Silence

Me: Mkami, ngicela ukuzwa ibhodo lakho.

➢ (My wife, may I also have a taste of your cooking)

Her: (shouting form the kitchen) ukufuna neyokuphuza noma?

➢ (You want anything to drink or?)

Me:

Her: Whiskey?

Me: Yes.

Zinhle walks in carrying a tray with whiskey glasses, ice cube buckets and the
whiskey. It is not in its packaging bottle. She pours for everyone and she serves
us.

Smanga takes a sip then his eyes widen.

Him: Sandile, drink this a telling me I am dreaming.

Sandile drinks his and he has a look of shock. Vika and Vuma just drink nje.
Mahlubi and I drink ours.

Mahlubi: You fucken kidding!!!

Me: How did she?

Smanga: It tastes like dark but sweet chocolate with some fruits in it. I’m getting
prunes, date - ish taste with cherries and dark sweet honey.

Mahlubi and i: (in unison) Kavalan Solidt amaoscate

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We then chuckle. This tells us that this woman is filthy rich. If she can afford
this!!!

Insert #9

Jessica

It is heritage day and yeah, I am struck with these idiots. I just freshened up and
went for my Zulu maiden reed traditional attire.

I went for a black short pleated skirt, black long sleeve crop tee, white giant puffy
balls on my arms, black and white lace necklace with white furry ends, black and
white tie beads, black and white isiqholo… those big ones, white secret socks with
imbadada eziBlack and white, white cross belt, black and white umutsha, white
waist beads, white, gold and black bangles (10 on each hand).

As I head downstairs, I am met by Zinhle, wearing isidwaba and isiqholo (white

and yellow) along with white and gold beads.

Zinhle: (excitedly doing her dance) Aww… aww… aww… sukanini madoda!!!

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I laugh alos doing a few moves

Me: (laughing) hayi suka, musa ukudlala ngami

We then head to the kitchen, chatting. The brothers then head downstairs. And
then? Where did they get these clothes?!

#Narrative#

The Twala brothers reach the living room, with Vuma leading the way.

Vika and Vuma are wearing blue overall jumpsuits with black carvellas. They have
red beanies on too.

Smanga and Sandile are wearing black tailored Brentwood pants, white golf T –
Shirts and igcathulo zamaBhinca.

Mahlubi and Siyasanga have powder blue tailored Brentwoods on… perefectly
shaping their full bodied legs and brackets. They wore them with white
customized Polo long sleeve T – Shirts with powder blue cross belts. They wore
navy blue carvellas with the outfit and Zulu male head bands (Umqhele). They
also have iThawula lamaBhinca hooked on their shoulders.

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Zihle is busy ululating as Siyasanga and Jessica share an eye moment. Sanga then
slightly chuckles, biting his lower pink lip.

Insert # 10

6 months later…

Jessica

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Well, a lot happened. I am officially a Twala under ancestral things. I haven’t
moved in with Siyasanga. Nothing is awkwards really. He even proposed while we
were having dinner at Mozambik Gateway with family. I was formally introduced
to the girl set of twins, Misokuhle and Mesokuhle.

I am currently on my way to meeting a client.

I decided to go for a one suit white jumpsuit. It is off – shoulder and it goes all the
way down, covering my ankles. I wore it with White Dior stiletto heels that have
rhinostones on the strips. I combed my afro into a high big puffy bun and I
decorated it with white hair pins. As I am headed downstairs, I am met by
Siyasanga and Mahlubi watching some Netflix program. Yes, my house has turned
to their chilling spot.

Me: Double trouble.

Them: MaZulu/ Mfazi wethu.

I do my handshake with Hlubi and I offer Sanga a hug.

Hlubi: Looking stunning man!!! Uyaphi?

Me: Platinum Belt Lounge eMhlanga.

They look at me shocked.

Me: Rest… it is a meeting with a client. (taking my handbag) Listen, Sanga lock up
when y’all leave. I might be alittle late as I still aim to pass by the office.

Sanga: Okay then

Me: Bye.

I then leave, headed to eMhlanga.

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…

Jessica

I have been seated with this cliente for an hour now and she keeps crying, which
is a bore ‘cause now I don’t know what to say to her. worse, I can’t even show
sympathy… I just wasn’t born with that side or maybe being a soldier just
damaged me emotionally. Nah, I’m lying. It didn’t. i just hate showing pity, maybe
because I never show it.

I am done with the client but I am still seated at the lounge, busy on my phone.

“Excuse me?”

I look up and I am met by a lady, not younger than my but older than me. She
seems to have class, judging by the dresscode.

Anyways, she puts her bag on the table and she sits.

Her: (serious) I’m Mthaniya Majola

I look at her as she offers me her hand. I look at it then her. she then withdraws it.

Her: (smirk) It is nice meeting you… you look (looking at me up and down) nicer
than I thought.

I still look at her.

Her: Well, I heard about your engagement with Siyas…

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Me: Could you get to the point already?

Her: (serious) I hope my leftovers are nice.

She signals for the waiter…

Her: (to the waiter) I will have Elena Walch Pinot Grigio… make them two

The waiter leaves. A R450 worth wine?!!

Me: You were saying?

Her: My leftovers… how are they?

Me: (smirk) They are so good. Perfect exactly. They are just so orientated, well
presented you would swear no one touched them at all.

She is fuming. Perfect!!!

Her: (keeping her cool) I know right? I leave the best

The waiter comes back with our drinks. He serves us and leaves. I look at this glass
of wine and I just hold on to it.

Me: Actually, it is like you were never there, hence I never bothered to know
about you… or maybe the fact that he never said anything about an ex.

She looks at me, angry.

Her: Listen here…

Me: (acting shocked) Awu…

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Her: I am back for everything that I have. That man is mine and he will always be
mine. You probably there for his money…

Me: (laughing while clapping my hands for her) Well spoken. Spoken like a
classless golddigger.

She looks flushed.

Me: Are you done?

Her:

Me: I hate repeating myself

Her:

Silence

Her: (screaming) Ahh!!! Uyangilimaza!!!

Me: listen here and pay attention to what I am about to say. There is no “your
man” when it comes to my man. If I were you, I would stay away and stick to my
lane because you are just… a tip of the iceburg I skate on. Mina, ngiyawaphahla
amanzi amnyama.

Her: NgizokuTrend.isa

Me: I could give you the best headline ever… anginqeni mina ukuTrenda. Bad
publicity is nothing to me. it will blow up in a few days, but unfortunately you will
only blow up in a matter of seconds.

I move back and look at her as she is very scared.

Her: How much do you want? Name your price?!

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I drink the wine in my glass, take her glass and I spit it out of my mouth to her
glass. You will know why I did it.

The terror in her eyes… she knows what it means.

Me: (getting up) Next time, buy something with more class. I suggest you
normalize buying the 2014 67 Imzizu 4G wine not this kak.

Her: But that is…

Me: Expensive? Not to me. It is worth your salary buy not even 1% of my net
worth. Have some class and dignity.

I then leave.

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Insert # 11

Siyasanga

I am at Jessica’s house. She is busy cooking while I just look at her. She changed to
a white solid pleated halter top and white small waist long pleated skirt that goes
all the way to her ankles and she has her white flat sandals on. She is awkwardly
quiet.

Me: MaZulu

Her: (chopping vegetables) Yebo?

Me: Wathula nje?

Her: I was approached by your ex.

Me: Ex?

Her: Mthaniya Majola?

Me: Ohh, her. What did she say now?

Her: She said she is coming for everything that belongs to her, including you.

Me:

Her: (looking at me) She even offered me money to leave you.

I laugh…

Me: How much did she offer you?

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Her: I didn’t borrow to ask because I was already fed up as she just had to ruin my
mood and on top of that, she legit offered me the cheapest wine ever.

Me: (laughing) Which one?

Her: (disgusted) a whole Elena Walch Pinot Grigio.

I laugh.

Her: It is not funny.

Me: (laughing) Sorry buy did you atleast show her that the choice was wakk?

Her: I did.

Me: Serious?

Her: (chopping) yes.

Me: only right?

Her: (still chopping) If you call telling her off, stepping hard on her feet, spitting
the wine to her glass and giving he a suggestion to buy better wine only then yes.

My mouth is hanging. Who am I marrying kanti?

Her phone rings…

Her: Can I take it?

Me: Yeah.

Her: Clientele legal life policy, hhow can we help you?

I look at her.

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Her: Dad, just leave me tuu.

I am too exhausted for all of this.

Y’all wanted us to get married, we did now this.

Nah, asizwa ngani.

Yazini?

Her: (to me) Thatha ukhulume noBaba wakho. Mxm.

She then throws the phone on the counter and heads to the fridge. Okay, I hate it
when they make her angry ‘cause it takes me a mountain to enlighten her.

Caller: Zulu

~CONVO~

ME: Mageba

Him: Ndodana, thembe uyaphila

Me: I was okay until you called.

Him: (chuckle)

Me: Zulu, why ukwatisa umkami?

Him: Uhm, Twala… since y’all are now married don’t you think it is time to expand
the family?

Me: Zulu, how much lobola did I pay for MaZulu?

Him:

Me: Zulu

Him: 300k

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Me: Didn’t I introduce MaZulu edlozini lasekhaya?

Him: You did

Me: Didn’t I hold her hand emsamo?

Him: You did

Me: Manje ngeke ngizotshelwa uwena ukuthi ngiwuphathe njani umndeni wami.
It applies to everyone.

Him:

Me: Jessica is my wife. She is Mrs Siyasanga Twala, meaning she is mine. We know
what we are doing. Ubatshele bonke ukuthi yonke into sizoyenza ngokubona
kwethu hhayi ngani. Niyeke ukufakela umkami incindezi engena sidingo. Zulu
ngiqinisile njalo… uma niphikela kusho ukuthi seniyangidelela, wazi angizwani
nokudelelwa mina.

Him:

Me: Siyezwana?

Him: Kulungile Twala

Me: Ngize ngizwe nje ekhala uMaTwala, ngizokhohlwa ukuthi ningumndeni

wami…

~END OF CALL~

I put her phone down and I look at her, standing there shocked.

Me: Yini?

Her: (stuttering) Uhm… i… err… yho.

Me: (patting the chair next to me) Woza lah.

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She rounds and sits. I hold her hands as she looks at me.

Me: (looking in her eyes) I won’t let people disrespect you and bother you while I
live. As much as we are not in – love, you are my wife ngokomthetho. I will always
be there as a husband, whether thick or thin.

She looks at me and she bites her lower lip.

Me: (following her eyes) You are mine MaTwala. When they disrespect you, they
disrespect me. When they harm you, they harm me.

She smiles and I hug her.

Insert #12

Siyasanga

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It is 3am and I am sleeping at the guestroom. Well, I ain’t sleeping. I legit can’t
sleep. I developed insomnia at the age of 7. Ever since then, I sleep 2 – 4 hours a
night. It is frustrating but what can we do? Not even the doctors can help. I walk
downstairs to have water then I head upstairs.

As I approach my room, I look at Jessica’s room and I just head to the door. I
knock twice, no response. I enter and I am shocked at how great this room is. It
just has life in it. yes, my room is also luxury but this one has a sense of belonging.

It is in Grey and white, with a little touch of black. Only the celing corner lights are
on and they are dime.

I walk to her bed and I squat as I look at her sleeping peacefully. Her lips are partly
parted, her left hand is tucked in her upper back, the position like you are holding
or stretching your neck and she has her grey fleece over her. She has those silent
soft snores, like she is breathing.

I remove her hand from the back and I hold it as I gently grab the chair behind me
and I lay my head on her bed with her hand in mine.

Jessica

As I was about to stretch my arms, I feel heavy on my left hand. I look over and I
see him. I rub my eyes using my right hand and he is still here. When did he get
here? But I must say, he looks perfect as he sleeps peacefully.

He has long eye lashes, flappy one for that matter. His pink lips, accompanies his
dark caramel skin perfectly. I find myself smiling. I lay on my side and I end up
putting my right hand on his cheek and I sleep. I am just sleepy.

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Jessica

I check my phone and it is 14h03 and we have been sleeping like this since last
night. I don’t want to lie, I am a deep sleeper but I don’t sleep till the afternoon
unless I had a night shift. Something is not okay. I have to fight of the fatigue.

Me: (slightly slapping his cheek) Siyasanga… Sanga…

No movement.

Me: (shaking him) Siyasanga

No response… Aowa

Me: (panicking) Siyasanga Twala!!!

No response. I check his pulse and it is there… a healthy one to be precise. I pinch
his nose but he resort to breathing through his mouth.

I take my phone and call Mahlubi… Video Call. Mind you my hand is still in his.

~CONVO~

M`e: Please tell your twin to stop playing.

Him: (laughing) What did he do now?

I switched the camera from Selfie to Rear view camera. Mahlubi’s face changes,
instantly.

Him: How long has he been sleeping?

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Me: From the early hours of the morning. I just woke up aroung 8am in the
morning and I found him here, sleeping then I went back to sleep again… ever
since we were sleeping til now. I doubt he even woke up because he is still
maintaining the sleeping position he was at, since.

Him: that is strange because Njabulo only sleeps for 2 hours… nothing more than
4 hours.

Me: Njabulo?

Him: That is his name

Me: Serious… mos I know ukuthi you have one name each.

Him: Nah, we have two. I am Mahlubi Nwabile then he is Siyasanga Njabulo.

Me: Haa, he legit told me you hve one each. I even asked him why y’all’s name
don’t match in any form then he took me some lousy story. This bitch…

He laughs.

Me: Let me just leave him vele

Hlubi: Don’t!!! I am on my way. Don’t leave him not move.

Me: Phangisa kerh ‘cause I need to use the bathroom.

He is already outdoors

Him: Sharp.

~END OF CALL~

WOW… I really want to murder Njabulo.

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…

Jessica

Mahlubi arrived and he is saying something to Siyasanga, whispering it in his ear.

He blows a whistle then Siyasanga wakes up, irritated.

Siyasanga: (frown) Voestek marn Nwabile.

Hlubi laughs. Sanga looks at me then smiles. I can’t help but smile too.

Him: Sawubona

Me: Yebo

Him: Did I disturb you?

Me: (laughing) No, you didn’t but I need to do a nature call since you kept me
caged for the entire night.

He laughs while letting go and I head to the en – suite.

Siyasanga

Me: yho, I have never slept so great in my life. Kanti ukulala kumnandi soh?

Hlubi: (laughing) Bhuti wami, you really were missing out mos?

Me: (laughing) Mzuzu it is because of y’all.

Him: Yah nerh. For that, we are very grateful zalo

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Me: Hayi bekuthiwa ngibuyisela isikhathi emuva, bengingakwenza for nina.

Silence

Him: I can’t believe you slept. You do know what this means, right?

Me: She is the one.

He laughs

Him: Maybe nokubaCold hearted kuzoyehla.

Me: (frown) Hayi fokof… uzuyabheda manje.

We then head out of Jessica’s room to the kitchen. Today we are the ones doing
it.

The door opens…

“Twala Twala Twala”

Me: Somethings never chance

“Hlubi Hlubi, my husband”

Mahlubi: Voestek Itumelang…

Tumi: Hawu, usuyangifebela?

Hlubi: Ngasho ngathi wena uyangifuna.

We laugh… Hlubi and Tumi share a handshake. Karabo and I do out handshake.

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Karabo: (laugh) Sowagcoka iphinifa wena?

Me: (laughing) Fokof.

Insert # 13

Siyasanga

Karabo and Hlubi do their handshake, so do Tumi and i.

Karabo: (putting the box of whiskey on the counter) We were near by then we
thought it would be generous of us to pass by.

Hlubi: Wait, how did you know we were here?

Tumi: Ayibuzwa leyo ndoda

Hlubi: Bafana bakwaMokoena nezimanga.

Karabo: Hayi heyi, muza ukungidelelea. Ngiyindoda mina. Angazi ngoItumelang

Tumi: Haa, mina ngiyindoda.

Karabo: Ephilela izimpahla. (sitting on the high kitchen chair) yho, indlela yonke
ngifela u”Color Coordinates, Karabo” yho!!!

Me: But today, you are dressed perfect mos?

Hlubi: Yeah… I mean, Purple and black tailored scotch chinos and a white long
sleeve T – Shirt… very great actually.

Tumi: Look at the shoes

Me: Weeh

Hlubi: Aowa marn, purple Airforces Karabo?

Me: Purple? Highlighting purple!!!

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Karabo: Voestek. Open that whiskey, I am thirsty plus my problems are drinking
me.

We look at him.

Him: The randsome my dad offered… Thapelo sold me out for that money.

Us: What?!

Siyasanga

Me: I told you this brother of yours is no good.

I am with Karabo in Jessica’s study room.

Karabo: (sipping his whiskey) Yeah nerh. He really zeroed in on me. Now, why
would he do me this bad?

Me: Zero left the syndicate under your leadership instead of Thapelo… you run a
successful company, multimillionaire company for that matter. Your architecture
houses in Cape Town, Sandhurst, Brystan, Morningside and here in Balitos… nigga
has all reasons to wipe you out for. Even the looks, the cars, your clothing brand…
the Throne too.

Him: I figured.

Me: I am even sure that he actually got you exiled from the kingdom.

Him: (frown) What do you mean?

Me: Are you sure Thapelo wasn’t the one that killed Boipelo?

Him: (looking down) I doubt…

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Me: Think of it mfethu… on that night Boipelo was murdered, you were with me.
when you got home, you found her body then called the guards and everyone to
help. Thapelo came in smelling fresh and glossy like a person that was bathing.
You know the rule… when everyone arrived, he testified to have seen you enter
the room carrying a knife. He even suggested that you get stoned to death for the
murder of your sister.

He looks deep in thought.

Me: If I didn’t get you in time, you would be dead meat. He then proceeded to
marrying that chick…

Him: Rethabile

Me: Yes, knowing very well that it would higher his chances of getting the throne.

Silence

Him: Now still, we have no proof.

Me: Don’t worry, leave that to me.

Him: I hope you are right about this Beast.

Me: I know I am… we just need to get to his dearest wife.

Jessica

I just got home and I am met by the best aroma ever!!! I take off my heels and
head towards the kitchen. The fuck!!!

Siyasanga: Sthandwa sami

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Me:

How the hell is he here?!

Insert #14

Jessica

Me: (stuttering) H… hi… (clearing throat) Hi.

Him: Yebo.

Me: (words failing me) I will… will be in the… my room.

He looks at Siyasanga…

Sanga: (rushing to me) Mkami, listen… I need you to…

He pulls me to the kitchen chairs and I am now looking at this man next to me.

Sanga: This is Karabo Mokoena…

I look at Sanga. He clears his voice.

Me: Karabo Mokoena?

Karabo: Karabo Paaka Leon Mokoena

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I look at him as my eyes widen. Does he mean the prince of Royal Tlhabeng that
went on exile?

Siyasanga

We have been seated for like three hours now, Jessica, Karabo and i. we just told
her everything because it was pointless, she wasn’t having any of it. She has her
elbows on the countertop, hands holding the top of her head and her faces
looking down. I look at Karabo and he is blank.

Jessica then lifts her head, exhausted.

Her: Manje, what is the plan?

Karabo and I look at each other.

Me: on?

Her: Clearing his name since they all think he killed his sister after sexually abusing
her.

Me: We haven’t thought about it.

Her: Karabo

Him: yes?

Her: Was there an autopsy done?

Him: I am not sure ‘cause I was away by that time.

Silence… this room is getting hotter and hotter.

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Her: (like she realized something) Wait, do you know the doctor that had her
checked before you know?

Him: I don’t know… but let me call Oratile, for sure she knows.

He pulls his phone out and dials a number…

Him: Rati

Ke grend

Do you somehow know the doctor that was dealing with Boipelo?

Who?

Dr Ndzimande?

Are you sure?

I detect noise and as I look, Jessica is running out.

Karabo: And then?

Me: I really don’t know.

Him: Let’s follow

Me: Don’t… let her.

Karabo then smashes his phone against the wall that is across the room.

Him: (roaring in rage) Fuck!!!!

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To be honest, he is in serious pain. I can see it. I have known this man since we
were in 8th grade. He is just trying to cover the pain but clearly he is failing at that.
I am willing to do anything to help him. He is like a brother to me. I know he
would have done the same for me, well, he has done that.

#Narrative#

Jessica parks next to the house and she rings the bell. The gates open and she
rushes in the house.

Her: Nzimande

A man with a hulky body then heads downstairs, wearing Black Mokoena – Khoza
sweatpants and slides. He is topless. He is caramel skinned and has waves, 360
degrees. He smiles at the sight of Jessica.

Him: Mageba

Jessica hides her phone as it is recording the entire thing.

Her: Nzimande, I need serious information. Very serious.

She then puts the phone in the back pocket of her denim shorts. When she got to
her house, she changed to short and tight Demin shorts with a black long sleeve
crop tee and her slippers.

Nzimande: (walking to her) Anything for you, princess.

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She stands firm as she is trying to hide the gun that is on the left side of her waist.
Nzimande attempts to move around Jessica but she turns and looks at him
irritated.

Her: Nzimande, I am not offering you anything. I just need a favour.

Him: You never offer me anything Jessica. you always use me for your own good.

Her: Are you going to help me or be a cry baby?

Him: Cry baby.

Her: (attempting to leave) Argh, I knew you we were not a capable candidate.

Him: (grabbing her hand gently) Ngiyadlala… what do you need?

Her: 7 years ago, you had a patient from the royal palace eTlhabeng.

Him: (sitting down) Boipelo Mokoena?

Her: Yes.

Him: Okay?

She sits too.

Her: I need to know what happened to her… if she was assaulted sexually or not.

Him: (chuckling) You don’t know what you putting yourself in.

Her: Weeh Menzi… angidlali lah.

Him: (sigh) Okay. Yes, uBoipelo was raped.

Her: iDNA ebukuye is it her match or?

Him: I don’t understand

Her: Angithi it is believed that she was raped by her brother.

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Him: Well, we did find a DNA of her own.

Her: Do you have proof for that?

Him: (hesitant) I really shouldn’t be…

Jessica

I am pointing my gun at him.

Me: Shhsh… Ngitshele engifuna ukwazi.

Him: (scared) We found a DNA that matched hers. The sperms that were in her
and her egg cells has the same DNA. Very similar. It is no doubt that whoever did
this to her was a close relative… like a brother.

Me: How sure are you that it was not maybe an uncle or the father?

Him: Boipelo has a leading DNA of her mother, not father. Uncles and other
people have different combination of DNA from both parents so it is no way that
they have a 99.999% accurate match with such people. It is definitely a brother.

Me: But why didn’t you tell the truth all along?

Him: I was told to shut it

Me: By?

Him:

Me: Menzi…

Him: One of the princes. I can’t say the name.

Me: Yaz, as uZulu, people thing we are cruel and heartless.

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Silence

Me: But if only they knew that we are kind. We just got used to showing our
hearts less.

Him: Where are you going with this?

Me: kuthiwa “uzungam’ qali uZulu…

Silence

Me: … Ngoba uzovuk’ ehlathini”

Him:

Me: (looking at him with a smirk) Umzimba ugcwele ameva.

Him: (begging) No please…

I pull out the gun and install the silencer, still seated.

Him: (getting up) No, lalela

Me: (seating back) One more step and I will shoot your balls

He stands still.

Him: Please.

I look away and he charges to me.

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#Narrative#

As Menzi takes a step towards Jessica, the gun goes off.

“Arhhhh!!!!” Menzi, screaming in agony.

Jessica: I told you. I never bluff.

She gets up and she then shoots Menzi right between his eyes.

Her: (heading out) Zulu omnyma ondlela zimhlophe, ngiphindile futhi.

She then heads out. As she approach the gate, she gives the lady security guard
her car keys.

Guard: Ngiyabonga Ma’am

Her: Make sure to clean it up. No one should know

Guard: No smoko Mageba

Her: I knew a woman would do it better.

Guard: (smirk) Aim to please.

They do their handshake…

Jessica: (heading out) Ngizokubona DK.

Guard: Sho bossa.

Jessica stops the record and she requests. As she awaits her ride, she crops out
the last part of the record, from the part where she tells Menzi about her family.

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…

Insert #15

Siyasanga

Karabo: Kanti ukuphi lo muntu wakho?

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➢ (Where the hell is this wife of yours?)

Me: calm down mfethu.

Him: Siyasanga, don’t tell me that. She could be telling the police about my
whereabouts.

The door swings open. She then enters, all calm.

Me: And then?

She slides the phone to me. I turn it on.

Her: (heading for the fridge) Listen to that audio. Hope it is concrete.

Karabo then comes closer and we listen to the recording.

Jessica

They look at me, shocked as they listen to the audio.

Karabo: Wait what does he mean?

Me: (gulping on the Redbull energy drink) You didn’t do anything to Boipelo
because you were her stepbrother, not biological brother. The DNA found on
Boipelo was the same as hers, 99,99% accurate. Your DNA can’t be at that level as
you are not biologically related. So whoever did this, was so related to her. and
judging by the words of Menzi, it is one of your brothers.

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Silence…

Me: The question is who?

Siyasanga: I told you.

Karabo then smashes the glass of whiskey against the wall. This is deep. To be
honest, he is really trying to contain it but he can’t. If it was me, someone would
have been dead by this time.

Me: Who are the siblings that share a mother with Boipelo?

Karabo: (holding on the counter with rage) There is only one boy that is related to
her and a girl.

Me: Let me guess, Thapelo?

He looks at me shocked.

Me: It makes sense as he has been talking shit about you.

Siyasanga: But how did you get all this?

Me: (sipping my drink) Nzimande was a friend of mine.

Karabo: Was?

Me: I meant is… tongue slipped.

Sanga: Ohh okay.

Karabo is looking at me like I am telling baboon dung.

Me: Yeah. Mina I am off to bed… tell me if you need anything.

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I then leave.

“Jessica”

I turn…

Karabo: Thank you so much.

Me: (half smile) Don’t mention it.

I then head to my room, straight to the shower. I did it again… I added another
ghost to the ghost that haunt me at night.

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Insert #16

Jessica

I am by the office, busy with some paperwork. I must say, I really made the ship
sail in less than a year… that’s an achievement!!!

I wonder what Karabo and Twala are going to do with the info I gave them last
night.

The door swings open…

Receptionist: I tried stopping her ma’am but…

Me: (dismissing her) No worries. You can leave.

The woman then enters, looking at me.

Her: Why did you do that?

I looked at her then back to my paperwork.

Her: I am talking to you!!!

Me: (still reading through the paperwork) By the judge of looks, I am sure you are
from a decent family.

Silence

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Me: Now, don’t embarrass them by forgetting your manners and morals. If you
are to talk to me, have a seat and be civilized…

Silence

Me: (looking at her) Just like how they taught you.

She then sits, hesitant.

Her: How do you sleep at night?

Me: (putting away the paperwork) Sawubona

➢ (Hello)

Her:

Me: (looking at her) I hate repeating myself.

Her: yebo

➢ (Yes)

Me: Unjani?

➢ (How are you?)

Her: (folding her arms) I’m okay

Me: I’m glad… how can I help you?

Her: By telling me why you killed him.

Me: (puzzled) Killed who?

Her: (raising her voice) Menzi

Me: Menzi is dead?

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Her: Cut the crap woman. I saw you.

Me: I hate to be disrespectful but I ain’t one of your bitches that you raise your
voice at, so don’t. and secondly, your accusations are extremely harsh. They can
get you behind bars for a maximum of 5 years with no pardon and I can sue you
for defamation of character and also false murder accusation.

Silence

Me: Not forgetting how bad your CV would look with a criminal record

Her: But I saw you kill him… stop lying.

Me: (tearing up) Why would I kill my friend?

Her: (raising her voice) stop with the crocodile tears!!!

I stand and look at her.

Me: you just don’t get it… I didn’t do it.

Her: (storming out) You will pay for this.

I laugh as she leaves…

Me: (back to my paperwork) Imbecile.

I take out my phone and text Zinhle

~Text convo~

“meet up… everyone.” – Me

“Usual time?” – Her

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“Yes, make sure everyone is there” – Me.

~End of CONVO~

Insert # 17

Jessica

Well, here I am at Siyasanga’s house. I would be saying this is cohabiting but I am

his property, in accordance to dad. I am legit in the seating room, doing my
research on a new business I want to start. I mean, the heist paid very well so why
keep the money in the bank nje?!

Me: (talking to myself while writing) Let’s see… starting a Digital facility would
cost me… quotation of the building, R13.5 billion… 12 floors, parking lot…

“Mkami”

Me: Hey

Him: (walking to the kitchen) wenzani lapho?

Me: checking costs for the new company

Him: (walking towards me) new company?

Me: yeah, I’m thinking of starting a digital company

Him:

I carry on working

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Him: you ain’t gonna do that

Me: (looking at him) excuse me?

Him: You are not starting a digital company

Me: Why?

Him: you are not going to do it, and that is final

Me: Haibo Siyasanga

Him: Hope I am clear.

Me: Kodwa…

He shoots a death stare. I just look at him puzzled. He then heads upstairs,
drinking his water. Siyasanga thinks I am crazy, nerh? He is crazy if he thinks I am
going to quit this idea.

Jessica

It is 23h03 and I am busy cooking. I still wonder how I manage to do all of this at
once.

Income call: Zinhle

~CONVO~
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ME:

Her: (gunshots in the background) Jessica, we flopped

Me: What?

Her: Ruthless… is here with his men, trying to take our merchandise

Me: (sitting up) in my territory?

Her: yeah

The gunshots get worse and worse…

Me: mxa

I hang up…

I quickly had upstairs and change to my black long pant bodysuit that is long
sleeve, black heels, black no name watch, wore a black cap over my bob frontal
(making sure it covers my eyes) and my evil eye crystal necklace. I take my bike
keys and I head to Middleburg. I wonder who this Ruthless guy is but now he is
stepping on my tail, big time.

Ndabezinhle

We are at Middleburg with the crew, and I must say, kwaHard. We are dodging
bullets left, right and center. I mean, Ruthless happened and now, I am risking my
life along with the crew. Now, calling Jessica was never my option but I had no

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choice. I look at the team and I see them surrounded by Ruthless’ men. I then
detected a clock of a gun sound. Oh shit… we are outnumbered.

“Put your gun down. Now!!!”

Ahhh Fuck!!! I do as told.

“Ntwana, take the truck!!! Say your last words”

Me: (laughing) fuck off.

From nowhere, a bike appears. I know it is her. She starts shooting towards the
other syndicate. They attempt to shoot her but she throws a smoke bomb. I fight
off the person behind me. The team is now attacking…

Me: (ducking) Lloyiso!!!! The truck!!!

He gets in the truck then drives away with it, to the warehouse. In a matter of
minutes, there is silence. Dead bodies are all I see, Jessica left and we also head to
the warehouse.

Ndabezinhle

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We are now at the warehouse in Centurion and I must say, Jessica came in handy.
I know I am going to get a lecture from her but I didn’t expect it too.

~On a call~

Me: Zikode, your shit is ready.

Him: Yonke iphelele?

(everything is there?)

Me: Yes.

Him: I will send my men there

Me: No problem… nice doing business with you.

Him: Likewise

I hang up…

Londiwe: And?

Me: prepare yourselves…

Lungelo: Oh shit

Me: For the best payout ever!!!

They all start cheering. Zolelwe brings a bottle of white wine and beers… they all
celebrate

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Lethabo: Guys, who was that person who saved us?

Lloyiso: Yohh, that girl meant serious business. I mean did you see her body?

Lungelo: Yho, when she got off that bike and started shooting. Mfethu, she didn’t
even duck bullets like we did. She just shot and her aiming skills…

Lethabo: I see all of that nerh, but her downer body and that ass…

They all go crazy. These ones and their obsession on girls’ bodies!!!

Londiwe: She was even on heels… How does one drive a bike in that way, duck
bullets in that way and aim in that ways while wearing heels? She must be a pro
man…

Lethabo: yhoo, I am still on her downer body hle.

Lloyiso: Yeah. No, we were featuring a movie tonight…

Me: Where is Kabelo?

They go silence as they scan the room

Me: DK, ukuphi uKabelo?

➢ (DK, where is Kabelo?)

Her: (stuttering) Bengi… I… i… he… he… hayi…

Me: Yeyi nina zinja, ukuphi uKabelo?!

➢ (The fuck, where is Kabelo?)

Silence

Me: (screaming in frustration) Fuck marn, yini ngani?!!

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➢ (The fuck is wrong with y’all?!)

They have fear on display.

Me: we need Kabelo here otherwise we are all dead.

Lungelo: Fuck!!!! I will have to go to Ruthless Warehouse and get him

Lloyiso: I will go with you

Me: Make sure you get him out, alive before he talks. Kill everything that moves.

I am like a mad woman now. I hate it when they become all careless ‘cause I know
it is the result of their stupid excitement. They exit

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 Sanibonani, ngokwegama nginguNdabezinhle Zulu. I am Jessica’s partly sister and
full time cousin. I am the owner of Ndabezitha Fashion Inc, major shareholder of

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the diamond mines in SA, a designer and accountant. I am 24 years of age and I
am a stoner.

Insert #18

Zinhle

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Lloyiso and Lungelo have been gone for far too long and it is now bringing about
anticipation, deep sided anxiety. If anything happens, if Kabelo sings, Jessica will
kill me, no doubt at all. my life is on the line too.

The door swings open… Lungelo enters first, badly bruised and Lloyiso yena, I
don’t even want to talk about it nje.

Me: And then?

Lungelo: (spitting blood) we got outnumbered.

Zolelwa: (eyes out) Damnnnn! They fucked you two up big time!

Lethabo: (laughing) so banishaye niTwo?

➢ (So they bashed you so bad together?)

I get where he is going with this.

Lloyiso: Yoh, these people are strategic.

Londiwe: Hayi, banishayile nje… vumani ukuthi nishayiwe, hayi nakancane futhi.

➢ (No, they really bashed you. just accept that they gave you a serious beating)

Me: judging by the way they hit you two, Kabelo is in there.

They look down, flushed.

Me: (sigh) Kodwa bengithembeni vele? Idiots!!!

➢ (What was I hoping for?)

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Now I have to resort to my last and only option. (sigh) This is about to suck.
Shit!!!!!!!

Insert #

Siyasanga

MaMavis went to sleep and I am left here, holding Jessica's bracelet, thinking of
her. I really have to make sure she doesn’t go on with her plan of the digital
company. Tumisho is about to start one so it will send the wrong impression and
trust me, I wouldn’t want to cross Karabo at all. As hard as it is to say, Karabo is
more powerful than me… wealthier than me and he has royal blood so he is…
deadly. He is the fuck’ Ruthless for crying out loud. I am disturbed by a call…

Income call: Tumi

~Convo~

Me: Sho

Him: Ulaphi?

➢ (Where are you?)

Me: Endlini, why?

➢ (At home, why?)

Him: Qhamuka lapho

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➢ (Come this side)

Me: Sekwenze njani?

➢ (What’s happening now?)

Him: Ruthless is losing it as he found one of the crew members that knocked his
merchandise

Me: Shit, ngiyeza

➢ (I’m on my way)

Me: Make sure he doesn’t kill him

Him: Okay.

I hung up

Shit... Let me change to my black sweatpants, black tee, black cap, back sneakers
and my black Rolex Datejust watch....

I then head to ePongola.

Jessica

Zinhle called me to the warehouse. She said it is urgent so here I am, outside of a
place I invented and worked hard for it since I was 17 years old and it seems like
everyone is here. I park the car and walk in. The moment I entered, everyone
looked stunned.

Zinhle: Beastikazi

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➢ (Female Beast)

Me: Tigress

Her: Guys, this is Beastikazi, the lady who saved y'alls assess last night and made
the heist easy for us.

Lethabo: You mean the one that killed those men who held us at gun point, the
one with a motor bike

Zinhle: In the flesh... Lethabo

Lloyiso: (whispering) the one that was ducking bullets and driving a bike with
heels?

Zinhle: (laughing) yes

I still have the serious face on me. Well, I see them looking at my body. I mean , (a
black short thigh revealing bodycon dress, black heels, red eye contact, black
cap(covering my eyes), is not that bad mos? Curse my downer body.

For sure you are wondering how I know these people, like I said… I created this
crew. I just did it in discreet.

Londiwe: (looking at my body) man you good looking girl... That flat stomach and
the eyes.

I turn to look at her, (still maintaining the serious look) then I wick and she
blushes.

I would smile but if my smile gets you weak, you would assume I want you.

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Zinhle: Beasty, that one is Londiwe, our snipper. Lethabo is our best fighter with
hitman skills. Lungelo is our shooter, long and short range. Lloyiso is our short
range shooter and get away drifter. And Zolelwa is our IT girl.... Everyone this is
Beastikazi, and she is the IT girl, hitman, snipper, short range shooter, trapper,
hijacker, killer and mastermind behind our heists. She is the assassin

Lethabo: (eyes out) as in she kills?

Zinhle: Yes, she kills for a living

Everyone was stunned...

Lungelo: So you telling me she got all our talents in her?

Zinhle: She ain't Beastikazi mahala boi.

➢ (She ain’t Beastikazi for nothing, boy)

Zolelwa: (Laughing) But she is so young... How old is she? 16?

Everyone laughed and I just smirked...

Me: Zolelwa... I think you got brains to think better, sweetie.

Her: are you saying I’m stupid?

Me: (sarcastic) Ohh no… I never said that but if the shoe fits, wear it
Cinderafuckerella.

Zolelwa: (Charging to me) You saying I am dumb?

Zinhle: Zolelwa don't do it...

Her: No Tigress... She got a big mouth for nothing this piece of shi....

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I grabbed her neck and threw her across the room and she hits the wall. Everyone
looked really stunned and scared.

Lloyiso: Ohh shit...

Zinhle: I warned her... Now look

I charged to her. The room is so quiet that only my heels are doing the talking.
Zinhle attempts to stop me.

Me: (turning my head with motion, facing her) I dare you Tigress... And I will
forget you are my sister... (I tilt my head) would you want us to go to war?

She reluctantly moved. I went to Zolelwa who was in pain.

Me: (walking to her) Yazi, when you disrespected me, I thought you got the guts
to talk to me like that. I mean everyone knows Beastikazi and never mess with
her...

I took out my gun from my waist and everyone got on their feet and started
begging for me to forgive her.

Me: And I won't let you tarnish my name like that

Ndabezinhle

Jessica took a shot and hit the wall. I

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Zinhle: Beasty marn.

Londiwe: Lloyiso, do something. She is going to kill her.

Lloyiso: Hayi, Lungelo

Lungelo: hayi, angizingeni mina. Maybe Lethabo can he…

➢ (No, don’t involve me. Maybe Lethabo can hel…)

Lethabo: Aowa, nna neva… hape mthako kills for a living. Ngeke ngizifake
eThuneni ngibhekile, mina!!! I am still young to die.

➢ (Fuck no, I would never. I mean, this woman kills for a living. I would never
sacrifice myself like that!!! I am still young to die.)

Jessica: Just know i never miss my target sweetie.

Everyone sigh in relieve.

She then aims for her head as Zolelwa was begging for mercy. Everyone was on
the edge of losing their breath again. She then put her gun back by her waist belt.
She squats down in front of Zolelwa.

Jessica: Just because I am young doesn't mean I can't kill you. After all, an
elephant can be murdered by an ant. Don’t fuck with me.

She stood up and she turns to us.

Me: I hate people who beg in my team.

Lungelo: (Impressed) I like her... We need a leader like her

Jessica smirks.

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Her: (serious face) one of your men is held captive by the syndicate that we
knocked yesterday. Kabelo is his name.

Lethabo: how did you know? I mean, we were about to tell you.

Me: I am always ahead.

Lloyiso: This will cost us. If they find out…

Me: Eish, we dead.

Londiwe: He will talk and...

Jessica: He won't

We all look at her as she rolls her eyes, making them show cast their red color.

Her: That is why I am here

She joins us by the long table and Zolelwa sits too

Her: Since I am the one who knows their hideout and every single corner of their
warehouse, I will go and finish the job that Lungelo and Lloyiso couldn't do.

Lungelo: Eish... That place has high security...

Her: That is why you got so many scars... I bet I can do the job and not get a small
scar? Wanna bet?

Him: 10k?

Her: (chuckling) I do bets above 50k dude. .

Him: 50k?

Me: 100k?

Him: Bet.

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Lethabo: Count me too

Lloyiso: me too

Londiwe: me too

Zolelwa: me too?

Her: bet.

Me: Can't we get someone to do it thou?

Her: We don't have time Tigress... As we speak, he might be singing.

Me: I can't let you do it... Remember last time what happened?

Lungelo: She once did it?

Me: (looking at Jessica) Not once, Twice.

Everyone was stunned. They will never get used to her.

Her: Zinhle, where are my bag?

Me: By the counter...

I send Lungelo to fetch it.

Her: My snipper guns, pistols, knives, smoke bombs and bullets are here?

Me: Yha... Please don't do it

Her: (pissed asf) Ndabezinhle, that man saw your face and others... I would rather
die before they kill you!!! You worked hard for your reputation and I won't let a
dog ruin all of that. And I won't let anyone mess with me not ever!!

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With that said, she took her bike keys and took off, leaving us stunted.

Lungelo: She has done it before?

Me: You guys know Magwaza, right?

Lungelo: yah

Me: He was put to a wheelchair by her.

Silence

Lethabo: Then the second time?

Me: She killed Mandla and his entire family.

Lungelo: Haa.ana wena you lying

➢ (Don’t say that…)

Lloyiso: Guys we should just get those 100k's ready coz she already took them.

Me: Yes...

Zolelwa: She works alone?

Lethabo: Did you see how you flied across the room....

Me: Yah... She works alone when it means involving her family, her reputation,
syndicate and her future line.

Londiwe: Shit... Let's cross fingers she comes back okay ‘cause she is going to
Karabo’s territory.

Me: What?

Her: Karabo Mokoena

Me: (in terror) No…

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Her: I thought y’all know that Karabo is Ruthless.

Me: (breaking the glasses in frustration) Fuck!!!

Insert # 19

Siyasanga

I have arrived at the warehouse. I went straight to the torture room. I find the
boys there, even Sandile. I am met by the sight of Karabo, seated next to a very
bloody man.

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Me: (standing next to Tumi and Tumisho) What did I miss?

Tumi: He has been calm

Me: Calm?

Tumisho: Yeah

Me: That can’t be good

Hlubi: My point precisely

Me: (still shocked) No torture nyana?

They shake their heads no.

Me: Hayi awuthi siyibone le.

I grab a chair and I sit. They all look at me

Me: Yini?

➢ (what?)

We turn our attention to Karabo.

Karabo

Me: (Chuckling) So this is the man…

Silence

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Me: The man who knocked me 12million worth of merchandise?

The man: Ngicela ushwele mlungu.

➢ (Please have mercy on my, boss)

Me: Now, I know you working for someone... Wena just say the names and I will
let you go

Him: Ngisebenza ngedwa...

➢ (I work alone)

Me: (Punching him) ungazodlala ngami wena slima... Ucabanga ukuthi ngilala
ngamasokisi amanzi? Raff… do your job...

➢ (Don’t make a fool of me, idiot. You think I am a fool? Raff, do your job)

Raffles and Sly roughen him up abit as I watch in anger.

Sandile: stop nina

➢ (You tow stop)

Him: (coughing) Angimazi

➢ (I don’t know her.)

I take a gun and shoot his thigh and he roars in agony.

Me: Khuluma ndoda.

➢ (Talk, man)

Him: (crying while panting) NguBeastikazi....

➢ (It is Beastikazi)

Sandile: Beastikazi?

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Me: Ngifuna Igama

➢ (I want the name)

Him: Angilazi mlungu wami... engikuwaziyo ukuthi uBeastikazi.

➢ (I don’t know it Boss. All I know is that she is Beastikazi.

Me:

Then a women walks in...

She has a face mask on... Her eyes are odd... One is red, one is green. She is
wearing a black short hugging dress, exposing her hips and big ass, black high
heels and has a red cloth hanging on her waist and she has shoulder length hair
and she wore a black cap on, shadowing her face.

We all lower our caps, just to hide our identities.

Her: Ruthless, I think you got what belongs to me.

She is the young lady from last night. Funny fact is that she looks very young, like
17 or 18… she is wearing all black but her hair caught my attention, along with her
light caramel skin… she is even on heels…

Me: You are Beastikazi?

Her: (Smirking) in the flesh

Her body is familiar, her voice and the hair.

Me: You took my merchandise.

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Her: In my territory?

Me: What?

Her: That is my territory....

She starts shooting towards Sandile’s way and I take cover. Everyone takes cover
while shooting. Sandile groans in pain... He is shot on the leg. Then silence in the
room.... Only her heels did the talking.

I look around and I see Mahlubi holding Siyasanga who is in pain. Tumisho and
Tumi are attending to Sandile.

She walks to the man and starts untying him.... I get behind her and I put the gun
on her head.

Me: Drop the gun.

She chuckle and does as told. I try to pick it up but she kicks me. I land on the
floor. She kicks me several times and man she is tough.

Her: You are no match for me Ruthless.

She walks to the man again and as I take a glance of her, she shoots the man on
the head and walks toward me. She steps on my arm which was already in pain.

Her: Stay away from my territory.... Or else bloodbath shall paint the city red.

Then boom lights off.

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Insert #20

Jessica

I walk out of Ruthless's warehouse. I got on my bike and I sped off to Centurion. I
got to the warehouse.... When I walked in, everyone was pointing their guns on
me

I look at them and they lower them and put them back.... It's 2am and they
haven't gone to their houses?

Zinhle: And?

Me: It is done.

Lethabo: Didn't Ruthless hurt you?

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Me: He wouldn't. He is weaker than I thought. Now when I come back, I want my
500k. Tigress, can we talk outside?

Her: Okay

We head outside.

Me: Siyasanga is at the hospital.

Her: What?

Me: Yes

Her: What happened?

Me: (panicking) I shot him by mistake along with Sandile and Karabo and…

Her: (trying to calm me down) hey, hey, hey… calm down. Breathe.

I do as told.

Her: So you started at his house?

Me: No... You don't get it, Karabo is the Ruthless. He is the leader of the
syndicate.

Her: What? No Jessica

Me: Ande ayipheleli lapho.... Sandile is also involved, along with Mahlubi and the
Mokoenas.

Her: What does that mean?

Me: We at war with Siyasanga and I ain't ready to kill him Zinhle. I love him so
much.

Her: We won't.

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Me: I have to tell him that I am Beastikazi

Her: You crazy!? He will tell Ruthless and once he does that, we both dead meat.
We are taking this to the grave Jessica....

Me: (hesitant) kodwa…

She slaps me hard across the face.

Her: (angry) I said, we. Are. Talking. This. to. The. Grave.

I nod, freaked out. I have never seen her like this before.

Her: Who are you?!

Me: Jessica

She slaps me again...really hard

Her: (like a mad person) I said who are you?!!!

Me: I am Beastikazi. I kill for a living.

Her: Good now let's go inside

We went back inside

I sit down by my chair....

Lungelo: We transferred the money.

Me: Good

Lloyiso: wait… wait… wait… where is the man you were going to rescue?

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Me: he had to go

Zolelwa place a glass of whiskey infront of me...

Her: Drink....

She went back to sit down. They all look at me like they saw a ghost.

Me: What?

Lungelo: You got natural green eyes?

Ohh shit. I forgot that I took out one lens so I took the other one out.

Me: (smashing the glass of whiskey on the wall) I don't drink whiskey. Zinhle, I got
to go....

Her: Sho.

While I was about to go home, I receive a call from Ma Mavis…

Incoming call: Ma Mavis

~CONVO~

ME: Ma

Her: Jessica… uSanga…. uSanga

Me: Ma, khuluma

Her: He got admitted….

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She is crying.

Me: I am on my way.

~END OF CALL~

Insert #21

Siyasanga

I wake up to bright lights and voices... I get up and I realize I am in a hospital. I

spot mom and the twins, seating on the couch opposite the bed.I cough and they
rushed to me....

Mom: (kissing me non - stop) my baby boy!!

Me: ma ngiRyt.

➢ (I’m okay, mom)

Her: You sure?

Me: Yes ma

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Misokuhle: You okay?

Me: Yeah, just a minor problem. Ma, where is Jessica?

Her: She went to get some food.

It then clicks… My mother sees the panick in me.

Her: Relax Njabulo, Nwabile is okay.

Me: Karabo?

Her: (smiling) He is also okay.

Me: Sandile?

Her: He is okay too Ngane yami.

I sigh in relief.

Mesokuhle: Brother, you getting old…

Miso: you aging.

Meso: Maybe he needs a nap

Me: (laughing) Voestek.

We all laugh.

Mom: Let me go check on your siblings and Karabo too.

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I nod in appreciation. Karabo and his brothers are like family to all of us, including
Tumi. They were practically raised by the help of my mother, hence she is so fond
of them.

Karabo

As I wake up, I am met by very bright blinding lights. I then feel a hand holding my
right hand down. I look at I spot MaTwala.

Her: (looking at me) Ngane yam

Me: (smiling) Mah

Her: (on her feet) Are you okay? Does it hurt? Do you feel any pain? Are you…

Me: (chuckling) I’m okay, Ma… just minor injuries.

She sighs in relief.

Her: (walking to her bag) I brought you some blankets, clothes to change, some
food…

I look at her as she goes on and on about what she bought. I can’t help but smile
at that. This woman here, has been there for me through everything. She took me
in as her own. She raised me and loved me unconditionally, just like her own. She
helped me find my mother and she also took in my brothers, excluding Thapelo,
as he refused to be raised by another mother and father when he is a prince… I
know, arrogant bastard he is. Sandile enters, limping. He was shot greatly marn.

Him: kuze ngifike. Yho, kunini ngihamba!!!

➢ (At long last… I have been walking for decades)

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He says that throwing himself on the ward couch.

Him: (screaming in agony) Haaa, shit!!!

MaTwala heads to him and stretches him abit as I die of laughter.

Sandile: (screaming) Mama!!! Be gentle

MaTwala: I am…

Him: You not!!!

Her: Ngizokuyeka Sandile

➢ (I will leave you, Sandile)

Him: Sorry… but be gentle. Kubuhlungu

➢ (… it’s is painful)

Her: Kodwa nawe ubungenwe yini uzilahlela ngaleya ndlela

➢ (What were you thinking, throwing yourself like that?)

I laugh.

Sandile: Mama, uyangilimaza.

➢ (You hurting me Mom)

Her: Yazi ini? Let me call the nurse for you.

➢ (You know what?)

Him: Better.

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MaTwala then leaves.

Me: (laughing) You can drop the act now, she is gone.

He stands and take the seat next to my bed, laughing.

Me: You will never see heaven

Him: (laughing) Mara I saved you

Me: Saved me? wena uzifunela loya Nurse omuhle nje

➢ (Saved me? All you want is that cute ass nurse)

Him: (laughing) Do you blame me?

Me: (laughing) Ngathi angabuya naloya omdala ongena nhliziyo.

➢ (I wish she comes back with that old mean one)

Him: Hayi, ungasho njalo

➢ (Don’t say that)

Me: No, like what if?

He sits up.

Him: I didn’t think of that… shit

The door swings open and Ma enters with the old nurse.

Me: Oww, tragedy.

Sandile: Fuck me.

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Jessica

As I enter his ward, I am met by his sisters.

Me: Ohh, sorry for the interruption…

The twins: Sis’ Jessica

They rush to me, hugging me tightly. I am hugging then while being extra cautious
not to spill the coffee. They pull away.

Me: (smiling) I was missed.

Meso: Very much

Miso: Extremely.

I laugh.

Me: I missed you too guys but I have to attend to your brother.

Miso: yeses, safela ukubaSingle.

➢ (Our sin is being single)

Meso: Speak for yourself woman.

Sanga: Angizwanga?

➢ (What?)

Her: Nothing bro.

Sanga: Weeh Mesokuhle…

Meso: Ahh, got to go… bye!!!’

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She says that pulling Miso, heading out.

Sanga: Weeh Mesokuhle Twala, buya lah.

➢ (…Come back here)

They leave as I laugh, heading to Sanga

Me: Twala

Him: MaZulu.

Me: (handing him his coffee) Brought you your favourite coffee and some
burgers.

Him: (taking the coffee) Thank you so much, Mkami.

I take mine and settle by the chair next to his bed.

Me: What happened?

He clears his throat.

Him: Wrong place at the wrong time.

Me: What place?

Him: At Karabo’s house at St Lucia.

He is lying.

Me: Mmm, okay.

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Silence

Him: Got a call from Mthaniya last night.

Me: And?

Him: Promise to not be angry.

Me: I can’t promise.

Him: Eish

Me: Sanga, talk.

Him: (hesitant) She is pregnant

Me: (drinking my coffee while looking at my phone) Ohh, congrats to her.

Silence

Him: It is mine

In a flash, I look at him.

Me: Angizwanga?

➢ (What?)

Him: Eish…

Me: Siyasanga Twala, ungangihlanyisi.

➢ (Don’t drive me bonkas)

Silence

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Me: Siyasanga, don’t fuck me up.

Him: I’m sorry.

Silence… okay, let me calm down.

Me: (calm) How far?

Him: 5 months

Wait, he slept with her while I was in the picture?!

Me: (chuckling in disbelief) Hehe, ngiyalingwa

➢ (I am being tested)

Him: Ngiyaxolisa MaZulu… it was a mista…

I just upped and I left. I bump into Mahlubi. He tries stopping me but I push him
aside, heading to my car.

Incoming call: Zinhle

~CONVO~

HER: Jessica

Me: can I crash by your house?

Her: What’s wrong?

Me: (driving) I can’t say it now.

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Her: Okay, come.

Me: Thanks.

~END OF CALL~

I should have killed him while I had a chance.

Siyasanga

As I am still thinking of Jessica, the door swings open. Arggh!!!

Mthaniya: (wide smile) Baba wabo

I look at her then I look aside

Her: Thought I should bring you some coffee.

Me: No, thanks… Jessica already bought me some.

I say that drinking the coffee Jessica bought me. I don’t want to lie, it taste so nice
and the warmth of it reminds me of the day I slept in her room. I really can’t lose
that chick. If it means I have to kill for her, I am willing to do, no questions asked.
But it seems very twisted right now…

Mthaniya: Siyaa, but uyazi ukuthi kumele umtshele along the way… I mean, look
at how big this belly is.

Me: (blank) I did.

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She looks at me then a smile curses on her lips. This girl annoys the fuck out of
me.

Her: Does the family know?

Me: Not yet… why are you invested into making everyone know?

Her: I am carrying your first kids Siyaa. I want my position in your life. I know I will
be the first wife

Me: Wife?

Her: I know your father is a very traditional person. He will make sure you marry
the mother of your children first.

Me: Mthaniya, ungangiguleli

Her: Siyasanga, I will obtain my position, you like it or not.

Me: I so pray those kids are mine, otherwise I will slaughter you.

Her: (stuttering) i… ye… yes, they are your kids. How could you say such?!

Me: Spare me off your fake tears… just leave. If you need anything, call Mahlubi.

She then exit the ward. This is going to be very hard.

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Insert #22

Jessica

It has been 3 weeks since I cut ties with the Twalas, and trust me, I am at peace. I
am on my way to the Twala Inc, where my trauma is about to activate. I was
called by MaTwala there, along with Bab’ Twala. I am very sure they want to
discuss this matter.

I opted for a red long sleeve hugging dress that goes all the way to my ankles. It
has slits on each leg from the knees. I went for red flat slides, combed my frontal
sideways and I went for a white watch, an anklet, bracelet and a three layered
necklace. I took my phone and car keys and I head out. Zinhle is out with her
friend, Siphokazi. That one, story for another day.

As I enter the doors of Twala Inc, I am met by the eyes of people. I head to the
admin desk.

Receptionist: Welcome to Twala Inc, how can we offer our service to you?

She is not even looking at me

Me: I am here to see Mr Twala

Her: Do you have an appointment?

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I just head for the elevator and she call out for me and follow me behind. She
grabs my arm

Me: (turning to her) Ungangijwayeli mina. Maybe you do this to other women but
not la kimi.

➢ (Don’t fuck with me. )

She let go

Me: Kahle kahle nalamaReceptionist asijwayela kabi bayazitanasela lah sengathi

baphethe… GADA UKUTHI UNGITHINTSA NGANI. Ungibheke kahle mina, angiyona
le nonsense ohlezi uyikhipha ebhosi…

➢ (Actually these receptionists are becoming overly friendly with us, doing
whatever they want as if they own these companies… Be careful of what you
touching me with. Look at me careful, I ain’t that nonsense you shit by the
toilet)

I then leave

Me: Jwayela kabi le zinto.

➢ (These things are becoming too forward)

I head for the elevator and I press on floor 21… I mean, the big boss is always on
the last floor, right?

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Siyasanga

As I am still chatting with my parents, the door swings open and it is Mthaniya.

Her: Sanibonani

➢ (Greetings)

Twala: Yebo, ngane yami

➢ (Hi my child)

Mom is silent. Okay! Mthaniya takes a seat next to Mom and the awkwardness…
a knock is detected. The door then opens as Jessica enters.

Her: (smiling) Sanibonani Ma noBaba

➢ (Greetings mom and dad)

Mom: (smiling widely) Ngane yami, unjani?

➢ (My child, how are you?)

Dad: (smiling) MaZulu

Her: Ngiyaphila ngingezwa kunina.

➢ (I’m great… I could hear from yall)

Them: Siyaphila

➢ (We are doing well)

Jessica: (smiling) aww Mthaniya, kunjani sisi?

➢ (Wow Mthaniya, how are you sister?)

Her: (smiling) Ngiyaphila wena unjani?

➢ (I’m doing well and yourself?)

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Jessica: (walking to me) Hayi akukho engingakhononda ngakho.

➢ (Hayi I have nothing to complain about)

She then kisses me on my lips, giggling. I respond to the kiss then she pulls away.
She then settles on the couch, while Mthaniya is irritated.

Twala: Makoti, thembe sowuzwile ngalokhu okwenzekele.

➢ (Daughter in-law, I hope you have heard of what occurred)

Mthaniya and Jessica nod at once. And then? Mom notice it but let it slide. Jessi
also saw it.

Twala: Now, the way forward is that Siyasanga will marry Mthaniya first then you
will follow.

Jessica lets out a chuckle, a cold one for that matter. Mthaniya yena, she can’t
even cover her enjoyment. Mom is so livid.

Jessica: Baba noMa, ngiyanihlonipha kakhulu kodwa le… ngeke ngiyikhone.

➢ (Dad and mom, I respect you big time but this one… I can’t do it)

The shock in my parents.

Her: I will not enter a polygamy marriage.

Twala: Kodwa…

➢ (But…)

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Her: how would y’all feel if I was to take a polyandry marriage with Sanga and
another man?

Me: Hayi ngeke impela

➢ (Fuck no)

Twala: That would be total disrespect to the Twalas

Her: Exactly… (sitting up) See, how Sanga felt just a moment ago is how I feel and
how you felt Ba’ Twala is how my dad will feel

Silence

Mthaniya: But it is not that deep… usekhulumile uBaba

➢ (… The father has spoken)

Jessica: You are the last person to be talking right now as you should be ashamed
of yourself for opening your filthy legs for a married man.

Her: I didn’t know.

Stop the cap.

Jess: You didn’t know? Must I remind you of Platinum Lounge? Must I remind you
of the talk we had the other day?

Silence

Jess: Must i?

Silence

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Jess: Ngangijwayeli mina. I will not enter a polygamy marriage. I am not desperate
for love mina.

➢ (Don’t befriend me…)

Mom has this satisfied look on her face

Jessica: (to my dad) Must I remind y’all that this marriage was arranged? I didn’t
beg for it and it wasn’t even my choice. So Mthaniya and Siyasanga can get
married but exclude me from all of this and the lobola money, you will get it from
my dad.

She then heads for the door.

Twala: Must I remind you that Buhle’s life is on the line?

Jessica: (still looking ahead) I dare you Twala and you will see why I went to the
military. Fuck with me.

She then leaves us all shocked.

Mom: (smirk) Excuse me. I have serious things to be doing.

Mthaniya: Let me walk you out Mah.

Her: Don’t I have legs? I don’t need you to walk me out, after all I respect my
reputation. I will not be walking around with a home wrecker.

She then leaves. Now that is something else.

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Insert #23

Mthaniya

“Two health boys. Mthaniya ngane yami, you made me proud” – My mom.

I look at her exhaustedly.

Me: Can I see them?

She hands me them. The shock in my face

Me: Mama, are you sure these are my babies?

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Her: Yebo, why?

➢ (Yes, why?)

Me: (crying) Mama, Siyasanga is going to kill me.

Her: Haibo, ungitshela ukuthi ingane zikaSanga lezi?

➢ (What? You telling me that these are Sanga’s babies?)

I cry

Her: Hayi Thaniya… uzalele uSanga oJackie Chan?

➢ (No Thaniya… you birthed Sanga Chinese?)

Me: Mama

Her: kodwa ngikukhuzile Thaniya… sizoyithini lena?

➢ (But I warned you Thaniya… what are we going to do now?)

Gogo: Akazihlambulule otherwise bazomushaya abaphansi bakwaTwala. Uzofa

angakathelwa ngenyongo.

➢ (Let her tell the truth otherwise the Twala ancestors will punish her. She will
die before she is even introduced to the Twala ancestors)

Me: (crying) Yho…

Mom: Or you could run away.

The door swings open. My eyes widen.

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Jessica

As I enter, I find Mthaniya with two women, her mother and grandmother. Her
grandmother looks so unbothered, instead she is disgusted.

Me: Sanibonani

➢ (Greetings)

Them: Yebo…

➢ (Yes…)

Me: I can here to see the mother of my husband’s kids

The women: Husband?!

Me: (smirk) Hawu Thani, awubatshelanga ukuthi ulale nendoda yomuntu?

➢ (Whoa Thani, didn’t you tell them that you slept with a married man?)

They shock in their eyes. Zinhle also enters, along with Londiwe. Yes, I have grown
so fond of Londiwe.

Londiwe: Yes, she slept with Siyasanga Twala.

Her granny: (To Mthaniya) Hhave ungcolile Mthaniya… indoda eshadile pho?!
Ufana shiqi nonyoko. Baqinisile mabethi igcebe aliweli kude nokuthi.

➢ (Mthaniya, you are so filthy… a married man though?! You just like you
mother. Indeed they were telling the truth when they said a leaf doesn’t fall
far from the tree)

Woo… I’m loving this granny!!!

Her: Nginifuna niphumile la kwami

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➢ (I want you and your mother out of my house)

Her mother: Kodwa mama

➢ (But mom…)

Granny: Angifuni nokwazi Lwazi…

➢ (I don’t want to hear it Lwazi)

She then leaves.

Me: I will just get the kids.

As I walk to Mthaniya, I am met by the shock of my life. I laugh in disbelief.

Insert #24

Jessica

Me: (laughing) Hey ya kerh!!! Singagilwa oMthaniya naboHong Kong babo.

➢ (Wow!!! We would let Mthaniya toy us with their Hong Kong babies)

Zinhle and Londiwe come my way and they display total shock.

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Me: (serious) Weeh Mthaniya, masimba mani lawa?

➢ (Mthaniya, what utter rubbish is this?)

Her: (crying) i… erh… um…

Her mother, Zinhle, Londiwe and i: Khuluma!!!

➢ (Talk!!!)

Her: (crying) a week before I slept with Sanga, I was still dating Roxy, an Asia guy.
We broke up after he found out that I slept with Sanga. The day after I slept with
Sanga, I took a test as I was feeling weird and just then I found out I was pregnant.
I didn’t know who was the father so I assumed it was Sanga since he was the last
per…

Mthaniya

A sharp pain across my cheek causes a river of tears. Jessica just slapped me and I
can’t do anything about it.

Her: (angry) And you still had the audacity to ruin my marriage?

Silence

Her: (angry) You slept with my husband and claimed to be carrying his kids and
worse, you insisted on getting a polygamy with me!!! How fucked up are you?

Me: (crying historically) I’m sorry!!!

Her: (shouting) Sorry for what?! Sorry for what?!

She then pulls out a gun from her waist.

Mom: (crying) Please, please, please!!!!

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Me: (crying loudly) sorry Jessica. I am truly sorry!!!

Her: Mthaniya, I warned you. I warned you a lot and told you to stay in your lane
but you thought I was bluffing.

Me: (crying) I’m sorry!!!

Her: Getting up.

I look at her shocked

Her: I said get up!!!

I do as told and trust me, it is a huge mission. The other girl then walks me to the
car that they arrived in and the other one walks my mother to the car too. Jessica
just cradles my children and heads to her car with them. To be honest, even if she
could kill them… I wouldn’t give a fuck.

Siyasanga

I am by the living room with Hubi, Karabo, Tumi, Tumisho, Sandile, Vika and
Vuma, Smanga and Thabang. We are chatting there and there.

Tumi: So how are things with your wives?

Me: Wife you meant?

Them: Hawu?!

Me: Jessica is nowhere to be found and Mthaniya is at her grandmother’s house

eLamonti.

Tumisho: So Jessica is out?

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Me: I guess.

Karabo: Mara I told you that this will end in tears… buka manje.

➢ (… Look now)

I just sip my whiskey

Sandile: Mara something is just off about this Mthaniya girl.

Karabo: I thought I was the only one that saw this

Me: (confused) Why?

Karabo: The way she barely talks about the babies but always talking about the
wedding

Smanga: Not forgetting the fact that she was so edged to get it done soon.

Karabo: Exactly

Sandile: Plus she forever denies you from going with her to the gynecologist for
check – ups.

Vika: And how she becomes very uncomfortable when we talk about the babies.

I look at Karabo and he is looking at me then we bother look at Vika. He is thinking

of what I am thinking.

Tumi: But sizothi…

➢ (What will we say…)

The door swings open and we all get up, looking at these women. Zinhle enters
first, pushing Mthaniya’s mom in and Londiwe follows, pushing Mthaniya in and

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Jessica enters last, carrying two babies. She is busy playing with them. The sight…
priceless!!!!

Sandile: And then.

Mthaniya and her mother land on their knees, looking down with tears.

Jessica: Thought I will bring you “umnakwethu” no”Mamazala”…

Me: Why are they like this?

➢ (Sisterwife and Mother in-law)

Hlubi: Wait, are those my nephews?

Jessica: Well, I think y’all should listen to this before you can play with the babies.

Me: Jessica, the babies… now!!!

Her: (heading to be with a sigh) You asked for it.

She comes closer and the shock on my face. The brother all head to me…

Vika: Ehh, aowa… uHong kong mos loh!!

➢ (… This child is Chinese)

Sandile: And then?

Me: (looking at Mthaniya) Kwenza kalani lah?

➢ (What’s happening here?)

Silence

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Jessica

Sanga: (shouting) Khuluma!!!

➢ (Talk!!!)

Mthaniya then tells the entire story. i look at Sanga and moments after, I hear a
wall breaking. He just punched the wall and left a hole in it.

Hlubi: Siyazibona.

➢ (We really see things)

As I was walking towards the door, I see a baby blankets flying across the room. I
dive towards it and I see grab it in time. It is the child.

Me: (getting up) Zinhle get the other child.

Zinhle does as told.

Me: I will not let y’all kill the babies for their mother’s sins. No innocent blood will
be shed in this house.

Sanga: But they…

Me: I don’t want to hear it. They are just babies. We do not do that… not under
my watch.

Sanga: I will not raise another man’s sperm

Me: Fine, I will raise them. (to Mthaniya) What is the name of their father?

Her:

Me: I am trying to help you here.

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Her: Roxy Leo

Me: Any way to contact him?

Her: Through his wife.

Me: Yeses, you really love married man shame… home wrecker

She looks down in shame.

Me: (to the brothers) Dala what you gotta do. As for me, my job here is done.

Silence

Me: Zinhle, Londi… you coming?

Zinhle: Yeah

Londi: Sure case.

We then leave with the babies. as we enter our ours, the baby that I have on my
hands does the tongue out thing and it just melts my heart.

Mthaniya

I am looking at these fuming men. I deserve everything that is coming my way,

and so does my mother. See Lwazi Mpangase was a beast… she never loved me
but she loved her two last borns. She has treated me and Wendy like animals. She
just hated us and used us to get fame, wealth and all that.

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I am Mthaniya Majola Mpangase and this marks the end of my journey with the
Twalas.

Insert # 25

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Jesssica

It is around 14h03 and I am at Gateway with Zinhle and Londi. We left the babies
with Aunt Mavis… she insisted.

Me: Okay we got the car seats, Baby oozes, baby hats, baby blankets, the baby
beds… what are we missing?

Londi: Diapers and wipers.

Zinhle: Baby lotions, baby soap and Vaseline

Me: Yes… let’s go to Click and get something.

We head there.

Zinhle

We are at Clicks and trust me, the fights we are having right now!!!

Me: Guys, just buy tuu!!!

Londi: Mara this is a lot hle

Jess: We have twins so we need to buy enough Londiwe. We can’t be coming back
here all the time

Londi: But they will expire

We both look at her, speechless. And we burst into tears, laughing

Me: I always thought I was the crazy one but hayi ngeke!!!

Jessica: (laughing) Ngasho ngathi wena uqhunyelwe

➢ (I always said that you are high)

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We all laugh as we go pay for everything.

Londiwe

We are currently at Zinhle’s house. Well, I was instructed to stay with them so
here I am. We have been living together for three months, since Jessica left
Siyasanga when Mthaniya was still in the picture.

I am heading downstairs, where I find Jessica seated by the couch with one of the
twins on her chest.

Me: Hey.

Her: Hi.

Zinhle settle on the couch, along with me while carrying the other twin.

Me: Guys, we haven’t named the twins.

They look at me shocked. Jessica even sits up.

Jessica: (looking at one twin) Bandile

Zinhle: (looking at the other one) Wandile

Me: (excited) Perfect.

We all laugh. I really haven’t seen such welcoming souls in my life.

Me: Let me go and make them a bottle.

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They nod in approval. I head to the kitchen and get started in making the formula.

Jessica: Make sure the water is warm Londiwe.

Me: Ohh, I almost forgot. Thanks

I do them and I head back, handing them. They then start feeding the twins. I
must say, this babies are very humble… no crying issues so far and that is a good
sigh, plus they are very warm kids. They are so friendly. A knock disturbs my
thoughts.

Jessica: (looking at us) Are you expecting anyone?

Zinhle and I shake our heads no. She ups and heads to the door… we stand in fear
as the entire Twala brothers enter. We are just fearing for the kids.

Jessica: (looking at all of them) What do you want?

They all look at the babies. Siyasanga looks at the one that Jessica is carrying, I
mean uBandile.

Siyasanga: So y’all decided to do as you please?

Jessica: Nifuna ini Siyasanga?

➢ (What do y’all want Siyasanga?)

Him: Wena pack your clothes. We are going home

➢ (You…)

Jessica: I am not going anywhere.

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Him: (looking at Jessica) Uthini

➢ (What did you say?)

Her: I am not going anywhere.

She hands me the child.

Her: Londiwe take the twins upstairs.

Zinhle hands me the baby and I head upstairs.

Mahlubi: I dare you Londiwe to take another step.

Jessica: (looking at Mahlubi) Uzoyenzani Mahlubi?

➢ (What will you do Mahlubi?)

Mahlubi pulls out a gun from behind.

Him: I will shoot.

Jessica: (chuckling) I dare you, Mahlubi and you will rue the day your father
brought me in this family.

Him: We will see.

Jessica: (Serious asf) I dare you Mahlubi. Ngizame. And what ever you do, make
sure your mother will see tomorrow’s sunrise.

➢ (…Try me… )

We all look at her, shocked. This woman has some guts.

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Hlubi: (laughing) What makes you think we will let you leave here alive?

She types on her phone and it rings. The person answers on the second ring.

~CONVO~

Person: Beastikazi

The shock on their faces…

Her: DK… updates?

Person: The twins are at Res with friends and the mother is at home with the
father.

Her: and?

Person: Smanga is at St Lucia with the Mokoenas. The bombs are planted under
their cars. Bonke baseComplex.ini yakho. All you have to do is say the word.

➢ (… They are all by your Complex…)

Her: If 15 minutes passes by and they are still in here, blow everything and kill
everyone.

Person: Sure case, Beastikazi.

~END OF CONVO~

Her: Still don’t believe me?

Silence

Her: (to Siyasanga) I am not going anywhere nawe Siyasanga. Just because the
kids ain’t yours doesn’t change the fact that you slept with that whore. It just

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makes it worse and the fact that you show no remorse. It makes me livid and
when I am livid, I shed blood.

➢ (… With you Siyasanga…)

Silence

Mahlubi: Manje y’all are planning to keep these babies?

➢ (Now…)

Her: Yes, we will raise them no matter what. And trust me, I will kill for them, no
matter what.

Fuck…

Her: (to Siyasanga) Go marry your ghost uhlukane nami phansi.

➢ (… Leave me the hell alone)

Him: Kodwa

➢ (But…)

Her: Ngazongitshela ngo “Kodwa” lah. You ruined what we were building. Yes, I
will marry you but I will never love you again.

➢ (Don’t tell me about your “buts” here…)

Sandile: Kodwa this is ridiculous

➢ (But…)

Zinhle: Wena shut up ‘cause you are no different from your brother… at your age,
whoring around.

➢ (You…)

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Hhebana

Jessica: (looking at Siyasanga straight in the eye) And don’t forget to tell your
parents that the babies are not yours but I am raising them. and tell them I told
you to leave me alone. and ohh, your father… tell him if I were him, I wouldn’t do
what he is planning to do ‘cause I will kill everyone in your family Siyasanga, trust
me.

She heads for the door and opens it.

Her: (pointing out the door while looking down) Akse.

➢ (Get the fuck out)

They leave with Sandile leading the way. Siyasanga is the last. He chuckles before
leaving.

Vika: (looking at Jessica) Ngiyabaxolisela MaZulu.

➢ (Forgive them MaZulu)

He then leaves. Jessica then heads upstairs. I swear, she is in pain…

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Hi, I am Londiwe, ntfomatane yakwaSibiya. I am 24 years old, a qualified
accountant and a training nurse. This is my life.

Jessica
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I am by my room. This is just pissing me off but it is also making me fucken
emotional. I knew I shouldn’t have returned to South Africa. I should have stayed
in Botswana and just never look back. Now look at where I am. I can’t risk losing
Buhle.

My phone rings…

Incoming call: Tshidi

~CONVO~

Her: Skwata

➢ (Soldier)

Me: Sho ntwana

➢ (Hey bruh)

Her: We need you this side. You know the team is nothing without you plus we
are faced by a very tricky situation and you are the only one with the skills to deal
with it.

Me: (sigh) When am I needed?

Her: As in yesterday. We have been stuck in here and we have school children
held hostage.

Me: Okay, I will be there by 7am.

Her: Sure case Skwata

~END OF CONVO~

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Now this is the only way to stall to save Buhle. If I am around, her life is at risk so I
have to return to Botswana so that I can buy sometime to protect her without
marrying Siyasanga, nor killing anyone.

Incoming call: Commander

~CONVO~

Me: Commander

Him: Skwata, we need you. I know your leave hasn’t lapsed but you are the only
one with the skills needed

➢ (Soldier…)

Me: I know Commander. I could make it there at 7am max.

Him: I knew we could count on you, Skwata

➢ (… Soldier)

Me: No problem Commander.

~END OF CONVO~

The military it is. But it means I have to go now because i will be using road
transport and the drive to Botswana is 11 hrs 28 mins max. already I will have to
drive like a mad person as it is around 21h03. Let me pack my stuff and change to
my uniform.

Jessica

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I am done freshening up and packing. I went for camouflage pants that have an
elastic by the ankles. It is tight on my thighs as I am big. A brown caramel T – Shirt
underneath as well as my jacket. Well, I prefer to tuck it in so that it looks like a
jumpsuit. I wore my black military boots and I tied my frontal to a neat low bun
and I opted for a red beret on top, along with a black watch on.

I then head downstairs with my bag pack. They is no one so I assume they are
sleeping. I will write a letter instead. I look at the house once again and I head out
to my black BMW M4 CSL with a Manhart interior. I then head for the N3. This
time I have a feeling I won’t make it back in one piece but for my people and to
see that little child’s smile, I am willing to sacrifice my life.

Insert #26

Jessica

It is around 8h39 and I have arrived at Gaborone by the camps. I parked my car by
the house I bought at Phakalane Golf Estate. as I get off the taxi and head in the
camps, I am met by Tshidi and the others.

Tshidi: (excited) Skwata!!!

➢ (Soldier)

We do our secret handshake.

Maluda: Y’all and these silly handshakes of yours.

Tshidi: (laughing) Just say it, you are jealous.

Him: Shame

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They laugh as I smile. I hardly laugh when I am here.

Maluda: Skwata

Me: Sho… ugrend?

➢ (Hey… you good?)

Him: 100

I nod.

Me: Fill me up on what is going on.

We all walk in as they tell me all the details.

Zinhle

I am by the kitchen with Londiwe, who is reading the letter Jessica wrote.

Londiwe: it says here

“Londi and Ndabe, I had an emergency call from the camps. I am needed in a
mission to saving children from a hostage issue. Since I am the only one with
terrorism skills, I am the only one that knows how these thinks work. Trust me, I
am not running away. You know I never run away from my problems. As it is, I am
not even sure if I will make it back, as I am still emotionally unstable. Please look
after Buhle and the twins. You know I always promise to make it back but this time
I doubt I will… I am going one – on – one with the Malele twins and I highly doubt I
will make it out alive. Do not wait for me. look after my company. If I don’t come
back in 6 months, change everything to Buhle as I see you will be married to
Sandile soon. Make sure everything is under Buhle and the twins. I love you so

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much sisi wami and please do visit Ayanda, I know he needs family right now. NB…
tear this letter after reading it and burn it. I find Bandile and Wandile’s father
before it is too late.

– Jessica”

Tears escape my eyes and I cradle Wandile.

Londiwe: (in pity) Should I burn it?

I nod and she does as told.

Me: (wiping my tears away) Call Peter… tell him to transfer everything under
Jessica to Buhle. He will know what to do.

She nods and get right to it. I knew this will happen but how am I going to do all of
this with Londiwe alone?! fuck!!!

Londiwe

We are at the living room with Peter. Zinhle just signed the documents and
everything is officially under Buhle. As Peter leaves, he bumps into Siyasanga and
Karabo. Peter greets them then leaves. They look at each other then enter. To be
honest, we no longer care if they kill us or not.

Karabo: Sanibonani

➢ (Greetings)

Me: Hi

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Zinhle just looks distant. I don’t blame her. That letter also hurt me.

Siyasanga: MaSibiya

Me: Yebo

Him: MaZulu

Silence

Me: Can I get you something to…

Sanga: No, we are good.

They both sit on the couch opposite us.

Sanga: Ngicela uJessica

➢ (Can I see Jessica?)

I look at Zinhle

Her: (still looking out the window) She is not here

Sanga: Zinhle, I know I did y’all wrong but please… I need to talk to her.

Her: (looking at him) Siyasanga Twala, uJessica uhambe izolo after y’all left. She
went back to Botswana.

➢ (Jessica left last night…)

Sanga and Karabo: Botswana?!

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Her: Yes, she went back to the camp. She was needed for the war against
terrorists.

Karabo: Why couldn’t they do it without her? I mean isn’t she on leave?

Me: She is the only one in that camp that studied terrorism so yeah…

Silence

Sanga: Didn’t she say when she will come back?

Zinhle looks at me

Me: It is not promising. She might not even make it out alive.

Karabo: Why?

Silence

Sanga: Talk

Zinhle: The terrorists are the Malele twins

Their eyes widen

Karabo: So y’all are criminals?

Zinhle: yes

Sanga: and you proud of it?

Her: definitely

Karabo: you really are one

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Her: just like y’all

Sanga: angizwanga

➢ (Excuse me?)

Her: ngazongiqinela mina. Indoda ngiyawadubula amasende Ayo shame. Futhi

angidlali, ngithembe kulokho.

➢ (Don’t act all tough with me. I will shoot your balls. And I am not bluffing, trust
me on that.)

Yeses, one thing about the Zulu ladies, they fear nothing.

Zinhle: Talk about Ruthless and Beast

Sanga and Karabo: (in unison) Tigress and Beastikazi

Zinhle: Judge all you want. I don’t give a shit about your stupid opinions. Let’s
bare in mind that we ain’t friends now don’t fuck with me. This thing of y’all
showing up here like it is a public toilet, put a stop to it. . And wena (looking at
Siyasanga) You should know that what Jessica will come back as, will be the result
of you and your family. if she dies, god forbid… it is on you and your family. And
ohh, tell that whore of your brother to leave me the fuck alone. Ibantsi aligcwale
umoya.

➢ (… Now get the fuck out)

She ups and leaves. They look at me as I feed the child.

Me: you know your way out.

They look at me in disbelief as they leave too. As soon as they leave, I start
searching for Roxy Leo and after sometime I find him.

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Me: Zinhle!!!

She heads downstairs, carrying a diaper.

Her: What?

Me: (looking at the laptop) I think you need to see this.

She joins me and her face…

Her: Shit.

Me: We have serious problems.

Her: (biting her lower lip) If we don’t give him the twins now, hell will break loss.

Me: Bruh, we have ticking time bombs with us.

Her: Two of them.

We look at each other and trust me it is not good at all.

Insert #27

Jessica

I am by the camp and we are about to head out. As I leave, my phone rings. I go
back in and answer it.

Incoming call: Ndabezinhle

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~CONVO~

Her: Jessica

Me: Yeah?

Her: Are you okay?

Me: Ndabe, I’m about to head out… talk.

Her: Roxy Leo…

Me: What about him? Khuluma Zinhle

➢ (… Talk)

Her: He is linked to the Malele twins.

I stand on the spot.

Me: Shit.

Her: I don’t know if we should take them there or?

Me: No… don’t. I will use that against him when inside. So all you have to do is
send me videos and photos of the twins from when they were born.

Her: Okay.

Me: Whatever you do, don’t let anything happen to those kids. Please!!!

Her: Sure

Me: Move out from there, tonight.

HER: Ngizolibhekisa ekhaya

➢ (I will go home)

Me: Cha, that is the first place they will go.

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➢ (No…)

Her: Where should we go?

Me: eMadadeni

Her: eNewcastle?

Me: Yes, I will pin the location… go there and don’t tell anyone. Including Buhle
‘cause they can use her to get information.

Her: Okay then.

~END OF CONVO~

I head to the crew.

Commander: So we all go in…

Me: On second thought commander, I will go alone.

Everyone: What?!

Me: Commander, I have an average with the people behind this. under the study
of Terrorism, we use everything we can to defeat the terrorists. Now, as a former
terrorists, I know the mindset of them. When one has an average with us, we
listen. If it involves family, we stop and let it all go to waste… no questions asked.
Our target here is not Warona and Barona Malele but it is Roxy Leo… an Asian
arm’s dealer, lord of Drug lords and a criminal by profession.

Commander: But we want to arrest him.

Me: The South African Army will take it from there. I will go back to SA with Roxy
and when I get there, I will make sure they arrest him when it is his departure
time.

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Silence

Commander: Okay Skwata, our trust is in you.

Me: (saluting) Commander

Him: (saluting) Skwata.

I then leave. This is going to be a very difficult one.

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Jessica

I am outside iTower 2 in Gaborone. It is the tallest building in Botswana, ranking

on the height of 105m high and 344 ft tall. I passed by my house to change to
more comfy clothes… phela this is a very serious issue and I doubt they would
want a soldier in here.

So I went for a black long dress that reveals my hips and ass and it also has a thigh
length slit on my left leg. It has strap handles by my shoulders. I have black and
silver Dior stilettos on and I let my frontal loose. I also have the necklace that has
a camera for the commander to see the visuals of everything. It is very tiny so I
doubt they will see it. I then dial Roxy’s number

~CONVO~

Me: I am here to talk business with you. Open up.

Him: Oh Mrs Zulu

Me: Open up… I can’t afford to be seen here by people.

Him: Right on it.

~END OF CONVO~

They open up and lead me to the twins.

Warona: Zulu

I look at him

Barona: (undressing me with his eyes) She has the looks.

I look to my side and I see the hostages.

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Me: Get me to the boss’ office already. I don’t like the stares these things give me.

Warona: (impressed) Still as ruthless as she was.

I roll my eyes. They then lead me to leo’s office.

They open and I am met by a Tall buffy Asian guy… more like Korean guy. He has
black hair that he tied into a ponytail and has one string of hair hanging by his
face. He has a scar that ranges from his right jawline to the eyebrow. He has pink
heart shaped lips and bush eyebrows.

He is wearing a white shirt, black waistcoat, black tailored Tuxedo pants that
reveal his full bodied legs and brackets and black and white Jonathan D formal
shoes.

He signals for the twins to leave and they do as told. He stands and walks to me

Him: (offering me a handshake) Ms Zulu

I thought they bow to greet one mos?! Plus why did he pronounce my surname so
good?! I look at his hand then him and back at the hand.

Me: (still looking at his hand) I don’t do handshakes… (looking back at him in
motion) Mr Leo.

He withdraws his hand while chuckling, warmly.

Him: (looking deep in my eyes with a smirk) Feisty and beautiful.

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I look at him, still maintaining a serious face. First impression is being feisty and
serious. It is the first element of seducing one.

Him: (signaling for me to take a seat) Please, have a seat.

I look at the chair and I sit as he does the same on the chair opposite me.

Him: (smiling) What can I do for a beautiful lady like you.

His English is very fluent. It is giving American English.

Me: Have you ever crossed paths with Mthaniya Majola while in South Africa?

Him: (serious) How do you…

Me: (interrupting him) Yes or No, Mr Leo.

Him: Yes, I used to love her until she cheated on me

Me: Did you know she was pregnant with your babies?

He is attacked by shock.

Him: (stuttering) Wh… what?

Me: Yes.

Him: But she denied it when I asked her.

I press on my phone and a hand it to him.

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Roxy Leo

I am looking at my little boys. They look exactly like me. I just can’t believe I have
babies, at long last. I mean, I even divorced my wife because she couldn’t bear me
any children. Mthaniya really made me the happiest person on earth.

Me: Where is Mthaniya?

Her: She left, disappeared into thin air.

Me: You telling me that she left my kids?

She nods

Her: We have been raising the twins for the last three months now, along with my
two sisters.

Me: Thank you very much, Ms Zulu

She nods.

Her: I could fly the babies this side to you…

Me: (interrupting her) No, no, no, flights affect newborns. I will fly over there and
I will ship with them back home.

Her: Okay then

She attempts to leave.

Me: But wait, how can I thank you?

Her: (slightly chuckling) Mr Leo, you will never afford my price

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Me: Try me

Her: Release my people into safety.

I look at her.

Her: (chuckling in sarcasm) Thought as much. Nice doing business with you Mr
Leo.

Me: Wait… what if I told you I will do it

She turns and look at me, still serious. Zulu women and forever being serious. Do
they ever laugh though?!

Me: I will let them go. I mean, I know your price is worth more but it is the least I
could do.

Her: (half a smile) Thank you.

I walk over to her and I stand right infront of her. I don’t want to lie, this woman is
everything a man like me would want.

Me: (looking down at her) You do know that I can do anything for you.

She chuckles in disbelief

Me: I could make you a queen and give you all you could dream of.

Her: (looking straight in my eyes while flapping her eyes in motion) I do not need
a hand out from a man. I have all that I want in life.

Me: (holding her chin) Really?

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Nah man, this lady has bedroom eyes. She looks at my left eye then right eyes. I
attempt to kiss her but she looks away.

Her: I should get going. Meet me at Phalakane Golf Estate, Zulu Residence before
8pm.

I look at her as she leaves. Argh!!! I think I have fallen in love with a Zulu woman,
again but this one is different. Mthaniya was easy to pleasure but this one… tough
one. I look at my pants and I roar in agony as I look at my boner. This woman!!!

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Insert #30

Jessica

I am now on my way home. One thing you should know, never head to the camps
after confronting the devil… his minors will follow you to see if you are real. A call
disturbs my thoughts…

Incoming call: Commy

Well, I had to change the way I saved him as I know they will be keeping tags on
me. I can’t afford to flop this mission.

~CONVO~

Me: Camilia

Commander: Did you get the pizza?

Me: I think I will order in ‘cause I am from an important meeting and I am very
tired.

Him: (in a girly accent) Okay then doll… I will see if I can pop up later.

Me: Uhm, I will be flying back to SA around 9pm so I really can’t see you.
Raincheck?

Him: Coincidentally, I will be flying down to KZN in two weeks from now, probably
in the morning ‘cause you know how I hate afternoon flights and the business
plus I really miss my family.

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Me: No problem then. I will be there until you come back then. Don’t forget, you
owe me a 2014 67 Imzizu 4G red wine please tuu!!! I have been craving it along
lately.

We share a laugh.

Him: Don’t worry doll, I got you covered with your expensive taste. I will buy max
of four.

Me: (laughing) No problem then. I will be awaiting you then.

Him: Bye dzoll

Me: bye.

~END OF CONVO~

Tomorrow between 2 – 4 am, they will attack. I should be at Mhlanga as it has the
most expensive hotels.

Oh rule #2, always talk in codes. And rule #3, set a trap to see if they were
listening to my conversations.

Insert #31

Jessica

I have changed to a black legging jumpsuit that is long sleeve, black Dior court
pump high heels and I tied my frontal to a messy high bun.

As I head downstairs, I am met by Sly.

Me: Sly, get the jet ready. I am flying to KZN.

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Him: Yes ma’am.

The doorbell rings and Cindy attends to it.

Cindy: Greetings sir, this way.

Mr Leo enters, followed by two men in black.

Him: (smiling) Ms Zulu, what a lovely house you have.

Me: Mr Leo, thank you.

Him: Really huge one and very aesthetic

I smile.

Him: I come bearing a gift.

One of the men hands him a box. He then hands it to Cindy who brings it to me. I
unwrap it and as I thought… they were listening at my conversation with the
commander.

Me: (smiling) How did you know that I love it?

Him: (smirk) I have my ways, Ms Zulu.

Me: (serious) Thank you, Mr Leo. (to Cindy) Place it by the wine cellar. I will keep
it as a collection.

Silence

Me: (To Cindy) I won’t be back anytime soon so I entrust the house to you.

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Her: Yes ma’am.

Sly: Ma’am, the jet is ready.

Me: Thank you. (to Leo) Shall we?

Him: After you my lady.

I then head for the elevator. He says something to his guards and they leave and
he enters the elevator and we press 4th floor.

Him: You know, you don’t have to act all tough with me.

Me: Pardon?

Him: I know you have the sweet spot for me.

Me:

Him: I am planning on marrying you.

Me: I am not one of the whores that you make dance to your tune. I prefer we
stick to business

The elevator doors open and I head out to the jet by the rooftop. He follows and
we enter and we head for SA, King Shaka to be precise.

Leo

We just landed at King Shaka and we are on our way to Mhlanga rocks. As we
enter, we are met by a very spontaneous and glam building. This is very nice, just
like in Korea.

Her: This way.

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We got out of the car and head inside the hotels. As we enter…

A woman: Ms Zulu, great meeting you. i wanted to inform you that the hotel is
full and everything is going accordingly.

Her: Good Lunga. Any other updates?

Lunga: No

Her: You can dismiss.

Lunga: Thank you ma’am

We then head for the elevator. She pushes the 21st floor button.

Me: You really are a businesswoman

Her: You thought they were joking?

Me: I mean, you look very young for all of your achievements

Her: Never undermine a woman Mr Leo.

Me: No I wasn’t… just…

The elevator door opens and she heads out. The walk!!!! I feel my pants
tightening. Not Today bruh!!! I then think of hairy balls… it helps me tame down
the dude down there.

We get to a room 242. She scans the access card and we enter. We are met by
two women. One of then looks like Jessica. They both have my babies on their
arms.

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Jessica: Mr Leo, these are my sisters… (pointing at the one that looks like her)
Ndabezinhle Zulu and (pointing at the other) Londiwe Sibiya… guys, this is Roxy
Leo, the father of our babies.

The nod in approval

Me: Can I hold them?

They both hand me the twins. I swear I melted as their sight. They looks so
handsome. These ladies have been doing a very great job in raising my babies.
They look health and well taken care of.

Me: Thank you so much for raising them.

They all nod

Jessica: Can I offer you anything to drink?

A knock is detected. They all look at me

Me: Don’t worry… it is my brother. He is here to fetch the babies.

Jessica: Okay

I open for my brother and I hand him the twins and he leaves. As I go back, I see a
whiskey glass with whiskey and ice, rock ice to be specific. The ladies I having
wine. I sit then I look at the whiskey glass then at them.

Jessica: (sigh) Gosh…

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She takes the whiskey glass and she drinks it.

Her: See, I didn’t poison you nor spike your drink.

Me: (drinking it) I didn’t say you did.

She rolls her eyes and we all chat. To be honest, the two ladies are very
welcoming, very. They laugh a lot more than Jessica.

Me: I released the people

Jessica: (half smile) Thank you, Mr Leo

Me: Anything for you Mrs Leo to be.

The ladies: Wooo…

We all laugh with Jessica rolling her eyes. I then feel drowsy an hot. I am sweating.

Jessica: (looking at me concerned) Are you okay?!

Me: What was in that drink?

Jesica: It was a Balvenie 50 years old whiskey

Me: You spiked my drink

Her: Nigga, how did I do that if it didn’t kill me? I mean I legit drank it in your eyes.

Makes sense. She feels my pulse.

Her: Zinhle, call the doctor… he is losing his pulse.

Londi: Don’t worry… I will fetch my First Aid Kit.

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I am Roxy Leo, the lord of drug lords, a terrorist and a mafia boss. This is my
journey with the Zulus.

Insert #32

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Jessica

Me: He is out.

Londiwe: we need to wake him up.

I head to the drawer by the TV stand and I take out an antibiotic injection and I
inject myself. I then head back to these women

Me: Don’t worry, it was part of my plan.

Them: Plan?

Me: Yes.

The door swings open and Commander enters, followed by all the soldiers.

Me: He is out, don’t worry. No one is here.

They cuff him, put those white jackets for psychos and they wake him up. I take
an injection and I inject him.

Me: I just erased his memory. It is for my sake and all my loved ones.

Commander: Okay then. Thank you Skwata

Me: No problem, Commander.

He shakes my hand and they leave. We also head out, back to Newcastle,
eMadadeni.

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Ndabezinhle

Me: The house is so lonely without those little humans.

Londi: I know, right?

Londi: Mara let’s be honest… Leo was fire.

Me: I know, right?!

We then carry on chatting. Jessica heads downstairs, wearing her PJ’s. She heads
to the kitchen and grabs a can of Redbull, the blueberry one.

Me: and then?

Her: I will be in the study. I still have to do some work.

Me: Work?

Her: I want to start another business.

Me: Hayi okay then.

Her: Senizolala kahle kerh.

Us: Nighty.

She heads upstairs and we carry on chatting about Leo’s looks.

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Insert #33

A year later…

Jessica

I am so exhausted. I just came back from the office and my feet are swollen, as
per usual. I am met by Siyasanga in the living room, busy on his phone.

Me: Sawubona

➢ (Hello)

Him: Mkami

➢ (My wife)

I hate it when he does that when we are together. We all agreed to do it in public.
Ohh, I forgot to tell you… I am officially a Mrs Twala. Yes, that is how much Mr
Twala threatened me. Well, it was a small thing, nothing major. It was great yona.
The digital company? It never happened futhi I don’t even want to talk about it.

I head to the bedroom. I undress then I take a shower in the en – suit. I get out,
lotion my body then I head to the room, where I am met by Siyasanga. Shit, the
towel is very short and revealing.

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Him: (looking at me) Mrs Twala, I am not a gay. I am a man and currently
ungiphilisa ngendleba.

I laugh and I look at him. He heads my way. He came close to me and I am lost
admired his long lashes, half closed eyes and his lips.

Him: (standing in front of me) It is rude to stare MaTwala.

Me: But I am staring at my husband though?

Him: (seducing eyes) And your husband will have to punish you.

He buries his face on my neck, sucking the fuck out of it. I tilted my head, giving
him full access to it. I tried being quiet but a moan escapes my mouth. Fuck, what
is wrong with me?!

Me: (moaning) Sanga...

Him: (still sucking on my neck) Mama?

He carries on tormenting me. He then throws me on the bed without breaking our
kiss. He unwraps my towel, exposing my body to him. He goes down to my boobs,
leaving trails of kisses. He starts sucking them hard, causing me to moan more. He
then insert one finger in my punani while kissing me and I let out a scream…

Him: (looking at me with half closed eyes) Relax MaTwala

He inserts it again and starts going fast using his fingers... I am moaning like hell is
gonna break loose. He then goes between my thighs and then boom...

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Me: (moaning loudly) Ahh, fuck!!

I feel his tongue on my hot pot, twirling and twisting. Just like that, I'm in cloud 9.
The pleasure… indescribable!!!

The feeling of something hard by my hot pot, brings me back to earth. Fuck, that
won’t fit in me!!! He pulls me to him and he rubs it in circular motions. The
pleasure!!! I throw my head backwards as the pleasure overcomes me.

A sharp pains brings tears to my eyes… he tries pushing in again…

Me: (Screening in agony) Sanga!!! Uyangilimaza!!! If you are doing ths on

purpose, I swear I will shoot your balls!!!

Him: (Laughing) I ain't doing it on purpose. You are too tight to occupy me baby.
Your hymen is too thick. Are you are a virgin?

Me: yes.

His eyes widen in shock. He tries pulling away but I pull him closer.

Me: Don’t stop… carry on, please.

Him: Are you sure?

Me: I don’t want anyone else to have my virginity. I want you to have it as my
husband.

He smiles in impression.

Him: Ngiyabonga Mageba.

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I nod.

Him: Look me in my eyes.

I do as told and I feel the walls of my hotpot expand. The pain!!! I close my eyes.
He pinches me

Me: (looking at him) Ouch!!!

Him: I said look at me.

I try but the pain disagrees with me.

Him: Jessica wavule...

The goosebumps!!! He then enters, fully. Trust me, I feel so bloated right now. he
moves out then in again. his pace then increases.

Him: (groaning) haaa.... Jessica.... Ahh... You so tight and warm

He bangs me like nobody’s business.

Me: (screaming) Marn Sanga, whoa!!!

He pulled out and changed position, putting me in a doggy style. The pleasure,
gone!!! Why did he do that? He carries on humping me like crazy…

Me: (screaming) Haaa Sanga I wanna pee again...

He pulls out again and collapsed on me.

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He has got to be kidding me. Just when I was about to reach my climax. Aneva!!!

I laid him down and I inserted his manhood in me and I started bouncing on it. It is
painful but I wanna feel that pleasure.

Him: (groaning) Fuck. Jessica...

I taking his hands and making him hold my boobs and he squeezed them making
me extremely horny. I increase my pace.

Me: (screaming in pleasure) AHHH!!!

I then shake, drastically!!!

Him: (desperately) Fuck Jessica don't stop...

I try bouncing more but my energy bars left. He then grabbed my ass and he fucks
me hard while we on the in the same position then he reaches his climax...

Him: (Groans) fuck..... Ahhhhh

We catch some air and I fill a wave of liquid fill me up. I try getting off him but my
legs betray me.

Him: (deep chuckling) I am proud of my self.

Me: It is not funny, I am in pain and my legs are wobbly Sanga.

Him: (laughing) This is just what boasts a man’s ego.

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I play punch him and I lay my enter body on top of him.

Him: (kissing the top of my head) Ngiyabonga MaZulu.

Me: For?

Him: Isipho ongiphe sona

Me: I am happy you were my virginity breaker.

He then flips me over…

Me: Sanga, whoa!!!

He enters me and just like that, he penetrates me so hard

Insert #34

Jessica

I am woken up by a woman’s 6th sense… someone is looking at me. I open my

eyes and I am met by Siyasanga, staring down at me with a smile

Me: (rubbing my eyes, still lying down) Usufunani Njabulo?

He looks at me shocked

Me: (chuckling) Thought I wouldn’t know it?

Him: Where did you get that?

Me: Nwabile

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Him: (chuckling) Thought as much. When did you find out?

Me: The day you slept in my room.

Him: Yeses, Nwabile has a big mouth.

I laugh.

Me: I always wanted to ask this… why did you sleep – die on that day?

He burst into laughter.

Him: I did not die.

Me: Same thing.

Him: (kissing the top of my head) Let’s go shower.

Me: Really?

Him: What?

Me: My legs Siyasanga

Him: (laughing) Oh shoot, I forgot. Allow me.

He then carries me, bridal style to the en – suite. He places me on top of the bath
tiled seating area, while he runs a bath with Salt. As he puts me in the water…

Me: (screaming in pain) Arhh!!!!

He then pulls me up fast.

Him: (panicking) What… what’s wrong?

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Me: (in serious pain) It burns down there, so much.

He is shocked but at the same time has a satisfied look on his face

Me: (trying to stomach the pain) Just call your mom. She will know what to do!!!

He then heads out.

Siyasanga

Mom just arrived with dad.

Mom: (panicking) Ukuphi? Umenzeni?

Me: I did nothing and she is in my room by the en – suite.

She then runs upstairs while dad and I settle by the couches.

Him: Njabulo

Me: Don’t call me that…

Him: Kodwa ndodana

Me: Don’t call me that. I hate that name, you know.

Silence

Me: I haven’t forgotten of all you have done… to mom.

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He looks at me, blankly.

Me:

Him: But I thought Jessica would…

Me: …make me forget? Ushelele wawa, Twala. Jessica is a blessing to me but the
way you brought her to me… you will still pay for it.

Him:

Me: Uze umlimaze uBuhle, ikhanda lizogcwala inhlamvu phakathi.

Mahlubi and Karabo then enter. I then seat back as the two sense the tension.
They greet then they sit too. We all sit in silence.

Jessica

I was just attended to by the gynaecologist along with Sanga’s mom.

Gynae: (handing MaTwala a brown paper bag) this should do for the tear down
there. She should rub it about the honeypot, not directly on the tears. Then the
pill will help with easing the pain on the lower body. She should avoid having
intimacy until she is recovered… just to avoid infecting the wounds.

MaTwala: Siyabonga doctor

She nods then heads out, leaving with her stuff. MaTwala looks at me.

Her: kodwa ngizombulala uSiyasanga

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I laugh

Her: but how are you feeling now?

Me: I’m okay honestly.

Her: how was the… you know.

She says that flashing a smirk while flicking her eyebrow. I swear this woman is
wild…

Me: (laughing) haa mama.

Her: cha I am just asking.

We look at each other then we burst out laughing. The door swings open with the
enter Twalas entering with Zinhle, Londiwe and my dad.

“Mommy!!!”

She enters, running to me at full speed. I open my arms for her as I am still on the
bed. She then throws herself on me. Everyone startle as she almost missed my
hands but I got up and caught her right on time.

Me: (laughing) Whoa, soldier… you almost lost all your teeth.

They laugh as others sigh in relief. I swear, the way this family loves Buhle is just
mad insane… not forgetting how they spoil her.

Her: I just wanted you to catch me right… not sitting.

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Talking about that, I am in deep pain but I try to hide it but Sanga and Hlubi spot it
quickly as they know how I am when I am in pain… just like how I was when I was
on my period pains.

Me: (brushing off grass from her hair) and then? Why you like this?

Her: Uncle Vuma was playing Soccer with me in his house.

Vuma: (stuttering) hayi not me… Vika did not me

Me: really?

Him: I mean… (looking at Buhle) Buhle, was I the one?

Vuma moves close to Vika, who want to laugh so bad. Buhle looks so confused.

Her: (pointing at Vuma) Nangu Mammie… no, Nguye (pointing at Vika)

Everyone holds their laughter in…

Buhle: (looking at be confused with a fake smile) I don’t know Mammie.

We all burst out laughing… even MaTwala and Bab’Twala.

Me: (looking at Vika) Wena

Him: (laughing) she was down so I had to.

Me: (looking at Buhle confused) What’s wrong pumpkin?

Her: Just was mood…

Zinhle: She got her first T.O.M so everyone is calling her spotty for that.

All of the women in the room: (in unison) What?!

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I just engulf Buhle in a tight hug. She just cries silent tears… Trust me, silent cries
are very deep and are filled with deep emotions.

MaTwala: At the age of 9 years though? Is that okay?

Zinhle: yeah, it is. We all got them at 9 -11 years. She just took a lot from Jessica.

The shock on their faces… the men are just confused excluding Zulu.

Me: ungabanaki pumpkin…

Zinhle: they opened a group chat ngaye?

Me: but they are only 9 years old… what do they know about these?

Zinhle: the entire school…

Me: (to Buhle) don’t worry baby… I will sort this out.

I look at Zinhle and Londi and they already know what to do.

Me: nunu, hamb’ uyodla… Bab’Sanga and Hlubi will take you out, okay?

She nods still hugging me.

Me: wanna join me on a bath?

Her: but… but…

Me: (chuckling) khululeka… I know these things. I am also a girl, you know?

Her face enlighten

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Me: you are my baby and nothing is gross about what’s happening to your body,
okay? Maybe I will even tell you about how mine was in the bathtub

She smiles widely…

Me: (getting up) let’s go.

I limp to the en suite as they all laugh at how I am working. I swear, I am going to
kill Siyasanga.

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Insert # 35

Jessica

Me: (laughing) I am serious. It happened in her house

Her: (laughing) You serious Mammie?

Me: I was there with dad… and I stained her white couch. Luckily, she was a very
kind being… I mean, we talking about Nomzamo Mbatha here.

Her: I know, right? She is so my second role model.

Me: second? Hayibo kanti awungaki lamaRole Model?

➢ (Whoa… how many role model do you have?

Her: Three

Me: aibo na.

➢ (What?)

Her: 3rd one is Aunty Zinhle because she always do good for everyone and she is
forever smiling regardless. 2nd is Nomzamo Mbatha as she follows her goals with
no hesitation, beautiful and independent then the 1st one…

Silence

Her: is Jessica Zulu.

My eyes widen as I stop scrubbing her back.

Her: she is so loving, caring and she does good for everyone. She raised me
regardless of all odds, pushed me when I was not able to go forward. She always

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helps the needy and forever giving… even to those that do her wrong. She is
down to earth and no one tells her what to do. She lives for her instincts and she
is very successful. She is one of the women that made it to a man industry,
successful to add on as she did it and made her mark. She is fearless and udaza
inkani…

➢ (… Stubborn)

She laughs

Her: … she sacrifice her life to save the people of her country and serves her
country, no matter the outcomes. She is the first woman I have ever seen to hold
a gun with no fear and fight many men at once. She even made it to being an
advocate without any challenges. She is just a very awesome being.

The challenges part is a lie… I just don’t show them to anyone but trust me, they
are.

Her: … ohh, she is also so fast in races and she is very great in basketball

We laugh.

Me: I love you so much pumpkin

Her: (smiling widely) I love you more mammie.

Me: and I will deal with this matter, yenza? I will always protect you, through
thick and thin

She nods with a very wide smile and she just hugs me tight.

Me: (laughing) we still to talk about how you called me by my name like that

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Her: (laughing) askies

➢ (Sorry)

Me: (laughing) yeah Ndaloyobuhle Ntokozo Zulu

She laughs her ass out. Her names just define her. I love her more than anything
and trust me, I would say I would kill for her but I have already done that. I would
legit face the devil heads on for her. My mom’s last princess and Beastikazi’s
diamond in the rough.

Jessica

I just finished preparing Buhle and she left with MaTwala, she insisted after noting
that Bab’Sanga and Ba’Hlubi always chase away the boys from her and that Hlubi
made her boyfriend run away. Trust me, I developed a 4pack from listening to
their argument.

I am on my way downstairs wearing a white shirt, red waistcoat, red formal pants
and white stilettos. I tied my hair to a very high big puffy bun and decorated it
with white and red hair pins. I did a touch of makeup… lightly though. A red lip
colour maintaining lipstick and gloss finalized the look.

Hlubi: Hhebana?

I reach downstairs and I find Zinhle and Londiwe ready.

Me: Shall we?

Vika: Niyaphi?

➢ (Where are yall going?)

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Sandie: Can we tag along?

I look at Sanga and he is just zoned out, looking at me with a smile. The way I love
this man just makes it all creepy to me.

Me: (kissing Sanga’s lips) Ngisayolungisa lento kaBuhler. I will be back soon.

➢ (I’m going to fix this matter regarding Buhle…)

Him: ngiyakuthanda yezwa?

➢ (I love you, okay?)

Me: I love you more Twala wami

He kisses me again. I love his lips boh!!! I grab my car keys and my phone and I
head out with Zinhle and Londiwe.

By the way, Zinhle is wearing black formal pants, black waistcoat, black Dior
stilettos and she combed her frontal one side and backwards.

Londiwe is wearing a grey waistcoat, grey formal pants and silver stilettos. She
combed her frontal backwards. Yes, we are all obsessed with waistcoats and
formal wearing.

Me: Let’s go guys… siyohlangana khona.

➢ (… We will meet there)

Londi: siyahloma?

➢ (Do we bring along guns?)

Zinhle: hayi Siya eskoleni Londi, not empini

➢ (No… we are heade to a school Londi, not war)

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Londi: but…

Me: (pushing both of them) okay… asambeni… Londi, no guns.

➢ (… Let’s go)

They walk to their cars and I also walk to mine.

Insert #36

Zinhle

We arrived at Buhle’s school at St Lucia and I must say, our presence was felt. I
mean, who would just walk by while 3 sports cars pull up. Londi parks first with
her BMW M3 coupe, I follow with my BMW M5 F10 then Jessica pulls up with her
BMW M4 CSL. We meet by the admin door and we enter.

Me: Hi, can we consult with Mr Dzedze?

Receptionist: Is there an appointment?

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I look at Jess and she is just bored.

Receptionist: if there isn’t, please wait… he is still in a meeting… hey!

Jessica just went through. We follow suit. Jessica just opens the door and enters.

Mr Dzedze: What the… I am still in a meeting

Jessica: Dzedze ungangijwayeli amasimba. Kipha labantu

➢ (Dzedze don’t fuck me up. Get these people out)

Him: I am still attending…

Her: you attending? Are you attending them or you just sucking dicks?

He moves uncomfortable

Him: get out

Silence

Him: get out!!!

His people startle and leave as Jessica takes a seat opposite Dzedze. Londi and I
follow suit.

Her: glad that caught your attention. Now, what is this I hear about my baby
being bullied.

Him: (stuttering) I… eh… I…

Jessica: you no longer know how to run your circus school nerh? Ngiyabona

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➢ (… I can see)

Him:

Her: I want the culprits by the end of tomorrow Dzedze. I want them to be taught
a lesson not to mess with other children… especially not to mess ngeNkaba yami.

➢ (… My umbilical cord)

Him: (chuckling) yaz Ms Zulu

➢ (You know Mos Zulu

Me: Mrs Twala

Him: Mrs Twala, I thought you were a very smart woman

She tilts her head, reading this man. I know that look. Whatever that will come
out next will be total kak.

Him: I mean, as Black people, we empower each other to exac…

Her: oh cut me the bullshit. Ungazonginyela.

➢ (… Don’t shit me)

Told you. He looks at her shocked.

Her: uzongitshela ngoSmart when you busy eating people’s money while sucking
on young men’s dicks every night. Ungazongitshela ngoSmart la. Let’s talk about
isidima somuntu. Uzolokhe ugibela isende njalo ushiye unomfazi nengane then
you have the audacity to tell me about smart? Ungazonginyela wena masaka.
Uzitshele ukuthi kuphethe Bani la?

➢ (You telling me about Smart when you busy eating people’s money while
sucking on young men’s dicks every night. Don’t tell me about smart here.

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 Let’s talk about a person’s dignity. You ride dicks every night while having a
wife and kids and you got the audacity to tell me about smart? Don’t shit me,
you bastard. Who do you think runs this place?)

Him: I am in charge

Her: (serious) unyile saarn, awuphethe la. Kukhala esami iscathulo la. Ungaba
inkosi kuleChess board kodwa yimina oshoyo kuthi kuhamba Bani.

➢ (You fucked boy, you are not in charge here. What I say here, goes. I am in
charge. You can be the king in this chess board but I am the one that moves
the pieces.)

Silence

Her: (slowly getting up with her fists on the table) kuzokusiza ukuthi uyenze
engikutshlile Dzedze. Ngeke ufune ukushaya imeddie yakho ngeSurprise yeAlbum
yakho eRed room Noma iMedia.

➢ (I will really help you to do what I told you to do, Dzedze. You wouldn’t want
your wife to get a surprise of an album of your photos in the red room or the
media.)

Silence

Her: … Thola le ngane esungule lokhu before the end of tomorrow. Khumbule,
ngingayiqeda impilo yakho ngokuphazema kweso… Masaka.

➢ (… Find me the culprit that started this before the end of tomorrow.
Remember, I would finish your life in a flash. Bastard.

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She then leaves.

Me: get it done with… I want it before the end of today, not tomorrow. And trust
me, I don’t bluff mina. I will shoot your wife.

We then exit the office. The receptionist tries to talk…

Lonfi: fokof. Angithi we finally out? Manje?! Suck up to your loss and get working.
Slima.

➢ (Get lost. We finally out, right? Now?! Suck up your loss and get working,
idiot.)

We leave and we all head out.

Jessica

I am will Buhle by the mall. I just wanted to have some alone time with my baby.

Her: Mammie, can we buy some ice cream?

Me: sure thing sweetie pie. Let’s head to Woolies first.

Her: okay

We get the trolley and we head in. I start getting things. I then bump into
someone.

Me: Sorry.

“Sorry ma’am. My apologies. Forgive me.”

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It’s the girl I bumped into. She looks young but very beautiful. She has a black long
sleeve dress on. It is tight on her and it goes all the way to her ankles. She has flat
sandal slides on, white ones and she has locs but she tied them to a big ball and
decorated it with white pins. She is slender by her upper body but thick on her
lower body, like she gyms… trust me, I know when one gyms plus you can see the
flame in her eyes, big baby eyes.

Buhle: (rushing to her) it’s okay beautiful.

The girl smiles as she carries Buhle off the ground. Now this is strange as Buhle
hates strangers, big time.

Buhle: my name is Buhle, what is yours?

Her: (smiling at her while looking at me) I am Ntokozo Unyezi Dladla

She looks at me with hesitation. I nod in approval.

Buhle: Mammie she has my name.

Me: (smiling) she sure has baby. Her names explain her too.

She laughs.

Buhle: I am Ndaloyobuhle Ntokozo Zulu

Her: (smiling) Nice to meet you sweetie

Her: likewise

“Ntokozo!!!”

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Her: (looking behind her) Ngiyeza Lina

➢ (I’m coming)

She places Buhle down and lowers herself.

Her: (smiling) I will have to go now sweetie. Very nice meeting you and hope to
see you again Dr. Zulu.

Did she just call Buhle a doctor? How did she…

Buhle: okay Ms Dladla.

Her: (slightly pinching Buhle’s noise) Mageba.

Buhle: Mgabadeli

I really raised one lah!!! The girl gets up and looks at me.

Her: sorry again

Me: (smiling) No problem

Her: Ndabezitha

Me: Mhlophe

She then leaves with her friend. Buhle and I carry on shopping while chatting
about how she knows Clan names so well.

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Jessica

It is around 8pm and we just finished shopping. I am busy packing all the bags by
the trunk of the car while Buhle is passed out by the car. She was very tired. Just
as I turn, I am met by the shock of my life.

Me: Roxy?

Him:

He is just looking at me and I don’t like the look on his face. I mean, how does he
know me when I erased his memory? Isn’t he supposed to be in police custody or
serving…

My eyes widen as his lips meet mine. He parts my lips by biting my lower lip,
causing me to gasp as he proceeds to kissing me deeply. I then push him away.

Me: what was that about?

Him: I love you Jessica. I want you.

Me: no, I am happily married Mr Leo

Him: we could run away and never look back. You are the mother of my sins. You
raised them for me and protected them from my enemy

Me: (moving back to the car) I… I… I have to go.

I get in the car as he calls out for my name and I just leave, heading to Siyasanga’s
house… technically my house… out house… you know what? Whatever.

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I get there and I carry Buhle out of the car, heading in the house. As I open the
door, Sanga meets me by the door. He doesn’t look good at all. His eyes scream
rage…

Him: let me take her.

He hen carries her upstairs as I take the grocery bags in the house. The house is
empty, really empty. I guess people left. I head to the kitchen and unpack
everything as I think of what just happened. Just as I turn to the stove, I feel tough
hands grab my waist, making me lose balance. I try holding on to the counters bit
my hands slip and just like that, I am dragged to the lounge. My body then hits the
couch, roughly.

A storm of slaps follow. I try to cover my face but I end up on the floor and kicks
start raining on me. I try to free myself but a kick to my stomach cause me to
scream in agony. He kicks again and tears flow down.

Me: (crying in agony) ngiyaxolisa Sanga… ngixolele Twala.

➢ (I’m sorry Sanga… forgive me Twala)

He hears non of it. He kicks me by the right ribs….

Me: (screaming) Arhhh!!!!

He then puts his foot right on my neck.

Him: phinde ngikubona namanye amadoda Jessica… ngiphinde!

➢ (If I ever see you with another man, Jessica… if I ever!

He then heads upstairs, leaving me crying in deep pain.

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I try to pick myself up but my body fails me as the pain on my private area also
adds on to everything. I try again as I balance myself on the couch. I then head to
one of the guestrooms downstairs. I get to the bathroom and I am met by the
mirror. My face is okay just a few slap marks. I go to the big one and undress.

Insert #37

#Narrative#

As Jessica undresses, she is met by her bruised and scars. On her arms, her thighs,
her stomach and her chest. She looks at all of them, all pink – purple – ish. Some
are even turning green grey. Tears stream down as the only question that comes
to her mind is “Why didn’t I reciprocate? I mean I am a soldier”

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She pulls one towel from the bunch and she covers the mirror and takes another
one to cover the small one too. She then heads in the shower and fall deep into
her sorrows.

Jessica

I always thought to myself that when a man raises their hand on me, I will return
it more. I always told myself that I would kill any man that raised their hand on
me, including my father not brother. It is true when they say, a man will always
weaken you. Look at me! A whole soldier, military soldier, terrorist soldier, beaten
up by her husband!!!

I did see the signs but I ignored them. The slap on that night we argued about the
digital facility… yes, he hit me that night but he promised. Funny how I never took
people’s promised but I took that one. Funny.

I just got out of the shower and I wore that suit as I head for my room to change. I
got there and I went for grey sweatpants, grey hoodie, socks and slippers. Well, it

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is winter so it is very cold right now but the weather at Durban is just always off. I
mean, it is controlled by the sea currents.

I took my novel: Wounded by Keabetswe Mhlaba. It is the only book that I have
never read in this room so I took it, a pillow and I head to Buhle’s room before
heading to the guestroom. I got there and I see her rest, peacefully. I am glad she
didn’t heard a thing. I can’t let her see me that weak.

When I got to the guestroom, I locked the door, got my earphones on, and I
shuffled my playlist as I read the book in the dark. The song that played was
“Impil’ imil’ by Mlindo and Nue Sam”. Half way into the song, Nue Sam’s part
arrive and it is a poem.

Poem: Kunezinkinga zoning emhlabeni

Kwazise webeswe ngameza

Kuyofika isikhathi lapho usuthanda ngokweqiniso

Nhayo yonk’ inhliziyo

Kubayinkinha ke Uma leyonhliziyo ibhekana nomuntu

Ongazi kuthi inikwa kanjani injabulo

Ngish’ ukuthi kubuhlungu ukuthanda umuntu beses

kumele

Umfundise ukuthi yena akuthande manje

Kubuhlungu ukuphindaphina nent’ eyodwa noga

Lokho sekuyana nokuthi uwena isilima

Usuyokhala ke uzibone kuwena umuntu omubi

Usuyomncengabke lokhumchazela izinto ezisobala

Umuntu mayekuthanda ngek umfundise uzoku….

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I just cried, silently. I don’t know but I feel weak and this book and song just make
me see everything broadly. Guess I am weak.

Siyasanga

I really don’t know what got to me but I just could contain my anger when I heard
that she kissed a man, worse my enemy… Korean enemy, Roxy Leo. It just
triggered me. I just couldn’t. I know I have a history of all of this but I thought I
recovered. I thought the death of Leoatle have me a handful lesson but seems not
even a woman dying because of me didn’t help.

I walk to her room and it is empty. I check on Buhle and she is just passed out. I
dime her lights a bit, kiss her forehead and I head out to the other guestrooms.
Safe to say she is not upstairs. I checked all of the 8 rooms upstairs and she is not
in either of them. I head downstairs and she is not there. I look by the lounge and
dining room but nothing. I head to the cinema but she is not in. I head to the gym
and she is not there. I rush to the playroom but she ain’t there. I check the first
two guestrooms downstairs but nothing. I check the ones next to the cinema but
dolololo. I check the one at the far end and it is locked. I head out of the car and
round to the sliding door of that room and it is opened. I enter and she is on the
floor, sleeping with earphones on and a book on her chest.

I carry her to the bed and lay her there without waking her up. I don’t bother to
take the earphones out as I know she will wake up and throw a serious tantrum
plus there is no storm or thunder so I’m okay with it. I place the book by the side
draw and the title catches my attention “Wounded but not broken” – Keabetswe
Mhlaba. I really broken her.

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I take one earphone and I listen to her song.

The song : Impil’ imile sthandwa sami

Impil’ imile sthandwa sami

Impil’ imile sthandwa sami

Namhlanje awusekho

I never should have left you ohh

I never should have left you ohh

I never should have left you ohh

Namhlanje awusekho

I feel my heart breaking and my soul shattering. This song feels like I am the one
narrating it. I really broke this woman, big time. At the age of 24 and she has
under went violence. I look at her as she sleeps peacefully, like she has no
problems.

This is the first time I can’t sleep in her presence. Normally, I would fall into deep
slumber but today, I can’t. This is just my ancestors punishing me for my deeds.

I think it is time I let y’all know why I can alone sleep when I am with Jessica.

Twalas were put under spell as my grandfather slept with the late Queen of
Mpondo Kingdom. As the king found out, he had grandpa’s head on a tray and he
put us under spell that we will only sleep when he has died and even after his
death, we will sleep for not more that 2 hours a night. Only the really ones will set
us free. Even then, it will only be in their presence. But the curse fell on me alone,
none of my brothers nor members of the Twalas have these.

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She then moves slightly. I head out, trying so hard not to wake her. I get the
Medicine cupboard and I take out painkillers, an ointment and I grab her a bottle
of water and I head back to her room. I shake her awake softly.

Me: Mama… Jessica

She opens her eyes then she sits up irritated.

Me: Mama, thatha uphuze. Just to ease the pain.

➢ (Take and drink up…)

She takes the pills and water, avoiding my eyes. She downs the pills. I hand her
the ointment.

Her: (pulling the duvet over her head) I will apply it tomorrow morning.

Me: kodwa sthandwa sami…

➢ (But my love…)

Her: (snapping) I said I will do it Siyasanga

I sit on the bed. She remains still.

Me: ngiyaxolisa Mama. Ngiyazi ngithembisile. I have nothing to blame for this. I
take the blame and fault. Ngixolele Zulu kamalandela… sthuli sikaNkomane

➢ (I am sorry, my love. I know I promised not to… )

Silence

Me: Jess

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Her:

Me: mama

Her: bengisacela ukulala bandla

➢ (Can I please sleep)

Me:

Her: (removing the duvet from her head) angithi sokwenzile okwenzile. Ngabe
usachaza vele sekonakele.

➢ (What’s done is done. Don’t explain, already it has gone spoiled.)

Me:

Her:

Me: ngiyaxolisa

➢ (I’m sorry)

Her: hee.ena Musa ukuwasho lawo magama. Awuwaqondanga nezwe.

➢ (No, stop saying those words. God knows you don’t mean them)

Me: I do mean them

Her: cha, you don’t. So stop

Me: Jess

Her: akusilona igama lami lelo.

➢ (That is not my name)

Me:

Her: awufuni vele ukungiphumela?

➢ (You really don’t want to leave?)

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Me:

Her: (covering herself again) bona ukuthi uyenza njani, Siyasanga

➢ (See what to do Siyasanga)

She just went back to sleep. I really wanted to answer everything she said but the
moment I saw her eyes fill up with tears I just couldn’t talk not justify myself.

I just settle for the floor and I sleep.

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Insert # 38

Jessica

It is 6am and I am on way to Buhle’s room. I first run her water by the bathtub
and I wake her up, hiding all the pain I feel around my body.

Me: (kissing her forehead) wake up cupcakes… time for school.

She wakes up grumpy. Sucks hey?

Me: go bath and I will do your bed.

Her: morning and okay.

She then heads out. Periods really messed her up big time. I just did her bed then
took out her uniform. Today is a Wednesday so it is blazer day. I took out a skirt,
blazer, long sleeve shirt, tie, short socks, pull over jersey, her school shoes then a
scarf.

She comes back and I lotion her body then she wore her clothes.

Me: don’t forget a tight

She runs to the closet to get it. I then pack her bag and toiletry bag. She then
heads downstairs as I eish up some soft porridge for her. I did it before I woke her
up. She eats then the door swings open. Vika enters with Vuma

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Vika: where is my favourite soccer star?

She then rushes to Vika as she picks her up and spun her.

Vika: Cupcakes, how are you?

Her: great… just tired.

Vuma: can I get a hug to hle?

Buhle giggles as she hugs Vuma tightly.

Buhle: feel better?

Vuma: (laughing) perfect actually

They both laugh as Vuma tickles her.

Vika: don’t tickle her marn… she just ate. Want her to get complications?

Vuma: sorry Geez. No need to raffle my feathers

They walk to me

Vika: Mammie

Me: Viki

We share a hug. It is very messed up the fact that as old as they are to me, they
call me Mammie if not ask for my advices.

Vuma: Di mamzo

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Me: iwele lakho uDi mamzo

He laughs as Vika side eyes me.

Me: sorry… but nawe awukhuzi

Vika: MCM

Vuma and I do our secret handshake.

Him: are you good?

Me: I’m great man.

Vika: where is Mahlubi’s identity thief?

Me: Hhebana I thought Mahlubi stole it.

Vuma: they never know…. We use it against them.

I chuckle as Buhle drinks her porridge. Hayi, I thought she said she was full. Traitor
this one!!!

Vika: manje vele ukudabulile u…

Vuma: hawu Bhuti.

Vika widens his eyes in terror.

Siyasanga: nifunani lah?

Vuma: sizohambisa ingane yethu eskoleni… I mean, ingane yenu.

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Vuma is legit shaking. Vika turns to Sanga.

Vika: Bhuti

Sanga: (heading to me) make sure you on time and she arrives safely in her
classroom.

Yeses, this man has great genes. Let me tell you how he looks. He is wearing grey
and black scotch tailored chinos, revealing his full bodied legs and brackets. He
went for a black long sleeve T – Shirt that reveals his buff chest, muscles and veiny
neck. He did a tape and fade cut on his big hair. He finished the look with grey Air
force 1, a chain, Rolex watch and bracelets… even the one that I got him that is
written “her king” I always wear the one that is written “his queen”. We always
wore them, no matter what.

He gets to me, kissed me and I respond because I don’t want to show people that
we are not okay. I fail to do that.

Him: MaTwala

Me: Twala

Him: hope you okay now.

I nod

Him: I will be back in an hour or two. I have to fix somethings in the office. Don’t
forget to apply that ointment and drink the pills.

Vika: what? Why?

Me: I kinda fell down the stairs last night and got a few scratches and I still have
pain from the doings of your brother, who left me somehow that night.

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They laugh but Sanga still has a serious face. He really doesn’t look okay. Like he
didn’t sleep. He heads to Buhle and kiss her forehead while hugging her.

Buhle: baba

Him: (smiling) Princess kaBaba

They have their talks while I think to myself. I really need to sleep. I’m exhausted.

Jessica

I am by the room when I am woken up by voices. I head out and I am meant by

Karabo and Siyasanga fighting. More like Karabo beating Siyasanga. He is not even
bothered to punch back. Like he is doing it on purpose.

Me: (rushing to Sanga) stop… stop… stop!!!

Karabo: (in tears) I asked you not to do anything to her. Ngikucelile Siyasanga but
you went on to sending men to her now she lost my child.

Siyasanga: (coughing badly) she sold you to your dad. She sold you to Leo Karabo.
She was going to make a deal with Leo to get your head. I wouldn’t let that
happen.

Karabo: (crying in rage) she lost my little girl, Siyasanga!!! Isende lami lokuqala

Sanga: (in tears too) I’m sorry Karabo. I really am but I had to. You are my brother.
Ungibhuti wami and if I was to do it again to save you, I would.

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Karabo just stormed off. He is in real pain. I just kneel down next to Sanga and I
hug him tight. He just lets it all oit. J

Hear me out, I know Sanga is big but guys, Karabo is a beast. He is so Buffy,
slightly bigger than Sanga. He has Michael B Jordan’s body. Even a hoodie on him
makes no justice. He is just a beast, even the legs are big.

….

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Insert # 39

Siyasanga

It has been two weeks and no sign of Karabo. I tried calling but he blocked my
numbers. I called Tumi and he told me he needs space as he is still in pain. Tumi
also doesn’t understand as the girl was a threat to everyone one, especially
Karabo.

I am headed downstairs and I am met by Jessica, sleeping on the couch. I look at

her resting peacefully. I then carry her to our room and tuck her in. I just need to
go sort out something. As I was about to move away from the bed, she pulls my
hand and I land on top of her, facing her. She cups my face.

Her: make love to me Twala.

I look at her.

She just attacks me with kiss, a tense one. She starts undressing me. I give in and
kiss her back.

Jessica

Me: fuck!!!

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Sanga has me on doggy style and he is drilling me. He is just too rought today but I
let him be. He keeps spanking my ass cheeks. I move in rhythm with him.

Me: (screaming) ahh shit!!!

He flips me around, push my thighs upwards and he enters me. He is really

humping me big time. My ass keeps clapping on his flesh. He opens my legs wider
and he drills me. Deep strokes. My scream fills the room. I love everything but
deep strokes come with unbearable pleasure… the one that sends shocks over
your body. He strokes and I scream as we reach out climax

Me: (screaming) fuck!!!!

He just looks at me satisfied. He is still in me. I am shaking drastically. I catch my

breath as he looks at me.

Me: why are you still inside me?

Him: I love to.

He says lying on her arms.

Me: ngiyabonga

Jessica

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I just can’t get enough of Sanga nowadays. I always wanna be fucked. Really don’t
know why. He just left and I have been by the kitchen, drinking wine.

It is around 22h03 and I just tucked Buhle in bed. I then hear his car pull over. He
enters and he walks to me. He kisses me

Him: mama

Me: hey

Him: how are you feeling?

Me: I’m good and yourself?

Him: great as always.

He looks in my eyes.

Him: how is my baby?

Me: she is okay, just tired.

Him: (settling next to me) oh okay

Silence

Him: I would like to apologize to you, for the other night.

I sip my wine. Honestly, I am forcing the wine to get down my throat

Him: I know I may be impulsive at times and take it out of you…

Me: (interrupting) but you did

Him: and I am sorry for that sthandwa sami

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Me:

Him: please

Me: this is the second time you do this to me Sanga.

Silence… I am still avoiding eye contact

Me: you just have to make me weak, all the time. Isn’t it enough that you
intimidate me?

He looks at me

Me: you just had to make me very small. So small Sanga

Him: cela ushwele

Silence… he takes my hands into his.

Him: ngishweleza kuwe Mageba. Ngizimisele ukukhipha inhlawulo ekhaya

ngesenzo sami, nhicele ushwele edlozini

Me: akusizi lokho. Izinkomo azibuyeli esbayeni. Ungakhohlwa I am no longer

uZulu plus I don’t want people knowing about my domestic issues

He smiles

Me: just promise me that it won’t happen again

Him: I can’t promise. But I am willing to try my best

Why does he sound so assuring? He then hugged me. I hug him.

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…

Insert #40

Sandie

I am outside Zinhle’s house. I called her but no answer. I texted but no response. I
just can’t get ahold of her. I ring the bell door. The door then swings open.

Her: (bored) what do you want Sandie?

Me: hi

She looks at me blankly

Me: sure, I would love to come in for a cup of coffee since it is night time

She heads inside bored asf. I follow her behind while locking the door. She settles
on the couch with a tube of vanilla ice cream. I settle next to her. She is watching
Ava.

Me: S’thuli sikaNkomane

Her:

Me: look at me when I talk to you

She paused the movie then looks at me.

Me: please hear me out. I really didn’t mean to do that

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Her: Di what exactly?

Me: Sleeping with her

Her: why are you explaining yourself? We are not dating Sandie

Me: ungasho njalo

Her: well I did

Me: Zinhle

Her: no, I am not in a relationship with you Sandie. I will never be.

Me:

Her: you sleeping with her… whoever she is shows that you are just like all of
them. Yes, you would have stand a chance but I just knew it was too good to be
true.

Me:

Her: so please leave, Sandie. I really don’t want to show my crazy side to you.

I look at her and I get up

Me: (looking at her) I will be here tomorrow morning to take you to work. Don’t
be late.

Her: hayi ngilingwa ngisehlane

Me: uzongitshela mawusuqedile ukuzihlanyisa MaTwala

Her: Angizwanga?

Me: get some rest.

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I then up and leave. Zinhle doesn’t understand that I love her more than anything.
See, in her eyes, I only see the moon. That on its own tells a lot for a Zulu man.

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Sandie Twala is the name. I am 34 years of age and I live in St Lucia. I am the
owner of G Star Raw clothing brand and taxi owner of MDD taxis. I don’t have any
qualifications but I show did do culinary institute course. This is my life.

Insert #41

Jessica

I am by the office with Zinhle. We are by the cafeteria by the 4th of the building.

Me: (laughing) hayibo na… he just said that?

Her: ngiyakutshela wena

➢ (I am telling you)

Me: yho singagilwa oTwala

➢ (Yho, not us being toyed by the Twalas)

We laugh

Her: I really loved him but when I saw him with that woman, inside him

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Me: whoa… you saw him in the act?

She nods

Me: (sipping my milkshake) Ooww tragedy

Her: this is fucked up. I can’t look at him the same way anymore

Silence

Her: what?

Me: my sister let’s be honest… you too are not a saint.

She looks at me shocked

Me: (holding her hand) no, hear me out. You too were also fucking Tumi while
flirting with Sandie. You two are the same, just that you got better at hiding it.

Silence

Me: you know I have no sugar coating what what. You are also guilty.

“Friends”

Me: (irritated) ahh fuck.

Zinhle laughs as I am so annoyed.

Siphokazi: Sweerdies

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She hugs Zinhle then attempt to hug me but I stop her

Me: I don’t do hugs

Her: (sitting) ohh sorry.

Insert #42

Siphokazi

Me: how are you guys?

Zinhle: (smiling) we good and yourself?

Me: perfect.

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Jessica: (getting up) I have to go. (To Zinhle) pop in my office when you are done

Me: oh we could just go there now

Her: (laughing sarcastic) haha haha

She then leaves. I honestly don’t like this girl. She thinks she is everything. Well,
she is but she feels herself too much. But I don’t blame her… woman is rich, owns
a successful law firm, is a qualified soldier and is married to the most handsome
man in South Africa, Siyasanga Twala. Honestly speaking, she is living my dream…
even her body.

Zinhle: (snapping her fingers) hello?

Me: ohh sorry. I just got lost in thought.

Her: okay… what brings you here?

We carry on talking. I will have this life. By fire by force. If I can’t have it, we all
will not have it.

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I am Siphokazi Zuma, 34 years of age. I have no qualifications whatsoever. I used
to have shares at Mageba Inc but due to my sex tape being linked online, it cost
the company a lot and they voted me out. Well, this is my life.

Siyasanga

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I am by the office, just from a meeting. I haven’t had time to sit as I have back to
back meeting the entire day. I really must call Jessica to check up on her.

Outgoing call: To Jessica

~CONVO~

Her: MaTwala okhulumayo, hello?

➢ (Mrs Twala speaking…)

I smile to myself

Me: I could get used to hearing that

Her: unjani Twala?

➢ (How are you, Twala?)

Me: since I have heard your voice, I’m great

Silence

Me: (chuckling) stop blushing Mama

Her: (laughing) who said I am blushing?

Me: ngiyakwazi mkami.

➢ (I know you wifey)

Her: mxm.

Me: listen, I’m about to enter a meeting. I was just checking up on you sthandwa
sami.

➢ (… my love)

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Her: how sweet of you. Okay, vele nami I have a consultation to go to.

Me: have a productive day bambo lwami

➢ ( … Soulmate)

Her: same to you Twala

Me: I love you

Her: I love you too.

~END OF CONVO~

“You really are whipped”

Me: Voestek ndoda

➢ (Piss off man)

It is Smangaliso, my elderest brother

Him: so are you ready?

Me: (gathering files) yeah… is the lawyer there?

Him: no

Me: you see why I hate lawyers… they think they can do as they please, forgetting
that sibakhokhela izumbulo zey’mali

➢ (… we pay them dozens of thousands)

Him: (laughing) and you are married to one. How ironic!

Me: she is not like them

Him: are you sure?

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I look at him

Him: (raising his hands in the air) hayi sorry.

We walk out to the boardroom.

Insert #43

Smangaliso

Sanga: Mr Mashaba, that is our offer to you as the SNTwala Logistics.

Mashaba: I am impressed Twala

Silence

Him: but I don’t think it is worth my millions.

I look at Sanga and he is blank. He is angry right now.

Me: Mashaba, what do you want?

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Him: I honestly think Nina bafana bakwaTwala nidlala ngesikhathi sami. This is
ridiculous

➢ ( … You Twala boys are wasting my time.)

The door swings open and Jessica enters. We are shocked, like what is she doing
here?

Her: (settling down) sorry for late arrival. I had an issue to attend to.

Mashaba: and you are?

Her: (smirk) Adv. Twala… representative of SNTwala Logistics

The shock on our faces!!!

Mashaba: as I was saying Twala, you are just playing ngani lah.

Sanga: Mashaba, this is what we offer nothing more

Mashaba: (getting up) then it ends here.

I look at Sanga and he is just stress less.

Jessica: (serious) if I was you, Mr Mashaba, I would sit back down

And then?

Mashaba: excuse me?

Her: I think you have been the circus leader for far too long. It ends here. Sit.

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Mashaba sits back down, catching Sanga, Mahlubi, Vuma and I’s attention.

Her: first things first, SNTwala Logistics is the number 1 best company under
logistics in Africa and you know. From last year you have been popping up in this
office as you pleased, with unscheduled meetings. They have done 17 whole
pitches for you and all you do is reject them.

Silence

Her: (sitting up) see that meant waste of resources of the company, time and
most of all, a total scheme of ideology.

Mashaba: what?

Her: the law says you can give a company not more that 5 times to impress you.
More than that is you, stealing their ideas under discreet intentions.

Silence

Her: see you Mr Mashaba, you knew that SNTwala Logistics was the best so you
used that to your advantage.

Mashaba: but…

Her: from these books, I noted that the company wasted 3 million in resources at
your expense. They had to pay more than R500 000 for the labour that worked
extra hours under your project too. This results in the company suing you for R3
500 000.

All of us: what?

Her: not to forget R1 000 000 for calling upon bad publicity to the company and
court charges… R20 000 for the appeal, R75 000 for court granted and R120 000
for trial.

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Silence

Her: (smiling) oh and a lawyer. Unless you can’t afford it, then the state will
provide one of you (Colgate smile)

Silence

Her: the ball is in your court

Silence… I look at Sanga and Mahlubi. These ones and forever being serious in
public. I look at Vuma and he is just shocked.

Mashaba: fine, we have a deal

Jessica hands him the paperwork and he signs. After that he handshakes Mahlubi
then Vuma then me.

As he offers Sanga, he just looks at Mashaba’s hand then leaves the boardroom.

Jessica: (gathering her stuff) if you would excuse me …

She then leaves. This was… yeah nerh.

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Hello, I’m Smangaliso Twala, 36 of age and I live in Pennington. I am an
accountant, financial adviser and an economist. I don’t have a company of my

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own but it is pending. I am also married with no kids. Story of another day that
one.

Insert #44

Vuma

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I am now at home and trust me, that meeting was epic. It was so nice to see
Mashaba shaking.i must give it to Koti. She really knows what she is doing
shame…

As I enter, I am met by Siphokazi.

Me: hey

Her: hi

She is just seated there, drinking water. I walk to the kitchen, grab a bottle of
water and I head for the stairs.

Her: Vee can we talk?

Me:

Her: I am sorry baby … I just…

Me: feeling insecured?

Her: babe

Me: cha Siphokazi kanti ibhuluku la ekhaya ligcokwa ubani?

➢ (No Siphokazi, who wears the pants in this house?)

She looks down

Me: ngiyabuza

➢ (I am asking)

Her: (still looking down) uwena Vuma

➢ (You do, Vuma)

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Me: Angizwanga?

➢ (Excuse me?)

Her: uwena ogcoka ibhuluku Sthandwa sami

➢ (You cal the shots, my love)

Me: kuhle ngoba uyakhumbula

➢ (Good ‘cause you remember)

Silence

Me: tell me, did I force you to be here?

Her: cha

➢ (No)

Me: Did I tell you to stay after finding out?

Her: no

Me: didn’t I tell you that once you are in, there is no turning back?

Her: ushilo kodwa…

➢ (You did but…)

Me: hee.e didn’t I?

➢ (No, didn’t I?)

Her: you did

Me: MaZuma, I am not dictating your life. You chose this and there is not turning
back. Awuyindawo futhi ngiyema lapho

➢ (.. You are not going anywhere and that is final)

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Her:

Me: lesi sithembu sizokwenzeka uthanda ungathandi MaZuma

➢ (This polygamy marriage with happen, whether you like it or not)

She finally looks up at me

Me: awuyindawo… thembe siyazwana

➢ (You are not going anywhere. Hope we are clear)

She nods with tears.

Me: wena noBayede nizofunda ukuphilisana. Kuthi kanjani, angazi. Naye

ngimutshele lokhu futhi akabanga nenkinga. Kunani njalo mele ngikhulumele
safuthi la ekhaya?

➢ (You and Bayede must learn to live together. How will you do that, I don’t
know. I also told her the very same thing and she didn’t have a problem with
that. why must I always talk when I am here at home?)

She looks down

Me: izinkomo engazikhipha kini angizikhiphelanga ihhala. Ngazikhipha ngoba

ngikuthanda

➢ (The bridal price I paid for you, I didn’t pay it for nothing. I paid it because I
love you)

Silence

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Me: … futhi ngisakuthanda. Kodwa konke kwamoshwa uwena mhlazane
uyokhetha ukuyofeba naleyamasaka ehhovisi

➢ ( … And I still love you. But you ruined all of what we had by opening you legs
for that bastard at that office)

Her: (tearing up) ngiyaxolisa…

➢ (Please forgive me)

Me: ukuxola, ngikwenzile kodwa angikhohlwanga.

➢ (Forgiving you I have. But I never forgot.)

Silence… she is just crying and I hate seeing her like this. It pains me a lot. I really
love this woman.

Me: (opening my arms) woza

➢ (Come here)

She looks at me then she hugs me. I engulf her in a tight hug as she cries on my
chest. See, yes I might want this polygamy marriage but my whole heart is with
her. She just changed me to a better me. I can’t let her go, that is my curse.

She never wanted a white wedding but we did a traditional wedding.

Sho, Vuma Siyanda Twala is the name. I’m 30 years of age, Vika’s identity thief. I
live at Pennington with my wife, Siphokazi Twala. I own a chain of clubs around

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Durban, Johannesburg and Cape Town. One of my major clubs are at Jo’burg…
namely Konka and … This is my life

Insert #45

Vika

Me: Mara baby

Her: No, Vika.

Me: I really need you

Her: I am still going shopping

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Me: really?

Her: yes, I will be with the girls.

Me: fine, I will just go.

Her: baby, iCard.

Me: (shocked) elika Bani?

➢ (Whose bank card?)

Her: yours hawu.

Me: (chuckling sarcastic) really?

Her: yes

Me: Awungitshele Sisanda, have you ever worked in your life?

➢ (Tell me Sisanda…)

Her: no, I won’t work for another person mina.

Me: Hawu.

Her: ehhe, I don’t want to work. I will just live off you

➢ (Yes…)

Hhebana

Me: (smirk) unfortunately that won’t happen.

Her: what do you mean?

Me: I think it is time we start looking for a job

Her: uyangiditch.a?

➢ (Are you leaving me?)

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Me: oh no, I am not ditching you as you say. I am ending things nawe

Her: what?

Me: tough, hey?

Her: baby… baby, please. I will change my ways. Don’t leave me

Me: I’m sorry but it is what it is.

Her: (crying) please.

Me: Bye girl.

I then exit, leaving her crying. I hate people that never see a bigger picture. I hate
it when people depend on you as if you are their parents or whatnot.

Incoming call: Karabo

~CONVO~

Me: Bhuti omdala

➢ (Big brother)

Him: Ntsizwa, yini ngathi udumele nje?

➢ (Man, why do you sound disappointed?)

Me: I just broke things off with Sisanda

I get in my car.

Him: Finally came to your senses?

Me: (chuckling) yeah, can you believe she said she will live off me

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Him: ini?

➢ (What?)

Me: ngiyakutshela

➢ (I am telling you)

Him: (laughing) kanti nizidoba kuphi labo mahhosha?

➢ (Where do you get these hoes?)

Me: eish… but I think I have found my other half.

Him: fast soh? Hayi niyaphangisa boTwala

➢ (… Wow, you Twalas take no break)

Me: I’m serious.

Him: I wonder

Me: she is just everything I need. Problem will be her bad bitch face.

Him: hayibo… wait… uLondiwe?

Me: um… I…

Him: ndoda, she is the only one I know that has a natural bad bitch face

➢ (Man…)

Me:

Him: hayibo uyena

➢ (What, it’s her)

Me: net I think she will have this attitude

➢ (Just that…)

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Him: nah, I doubt. Don’t judge a book by its cover Vika. Know her first before you
conclude shit

Me: yeah, you got a point

Him: anyways, I was checking up on you nokuthi ulaphi

➢ ( … And how far are you)

Me: I am on my way to KZN. I had to finish up something ngapha eGoli.

➢ ( … This side in Johannesburg)

Him: ain’t you catching a plane?

Me: nah, I need the road.

Him: ungithinte mawufika

➢ (Call me when you arrive)

Me: I’ll be there in 5 hours max.

Him: sure ndoda

~END OF CONVO~

Vika is the name… Vika Bayanda Twala. I am 30 of age, Vuma’s twin and I am a
cardiologist by profession, an assassin, owner of Twala General and a major
shareholder in gold mines in South Africa. I live at Pennington, right next to Vuma
and yeah… this is my life.

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Insert #46

Mahlubi

Me: (panicking) uthini?

➢ (What did he say?)

Karabo: he is on his way from Jo’burg .

Me: how much time do we have?

Him: 5 hours

Me: shit that means we has 3 hours to fix this car.

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Him: mara o noya Kae Nwabile?

➢ (But what on Earth were you doing, Nwabile?)

Me: eish… I wanted to just hold the beast.

Him: (walking away) pray they fix it otherwise you will meet the wrath of Vika

Me: manje uyaphi?

➢ (Where are you going?)

Him: what do you mean? Ngiyolala mina

➢ ( … I am going to sleep)

Me:nah bruh… you got to help me

Him: a face the wrath of Vika too? Again?

Me: I won’t rat you out

Him: that is what you said last time and guess what?

Me: eish

Him: so no thanks… I ain’t willing to die for a car. Worse you didn’t let me drive it.

Me: I will pay you

Him: (walking away) hayi ngeke mfethu

➢ (No ways brother)

I quickly pull out my phone and transfer R750 000 to his account. I look at my
wrist watch

Me: 5… 4… 3… 3…

Him: (rushing to me) on second thoughts, Asambe. Time is not on our side.

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➢ ( … Let’s go)

Me: (laughing) gold digger

Him: fokof

➢ (Piss off)

We got in the car and headed to the nearest repair company. Hopefully this works
otherwise Vika will kill me. I know I am the older one and all that… but that is the
thing. He is young and very impulsive, just like Sanga. He is just a younger version
of Sanga. I remember how he chased Vuma with a gun because he spilled coffee
on his leather car seat of his car, the very same car that got hit by the truck under
my watch. How ironic!!!

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Sho, Mahlubi Nwabile Twala is the name. I’m 32 of age, Sanga’s twin and I live in
La Lucia. I am the owner of Zara brand, an accountant and an IT specialist. Journey
with me.

Siyasanga

~CONVO~

Me: Vika, just pick it up tuu

Him: but I am just by Balito.

Me: Vika, I won’t repeat myself. I wasn’t asking you, I was instructing you.

Him: fine Bhuti

~END OF CONVO ~

I hung up and look at them

Me: he is on his way to Standerton as we speak.

The heave a sigh of relief

Me: you two are playing a dangerous game.

Hlubi: he won’t notice

Me: (eyebrow up) you think buying a duplicate of Vika’s car will solve this?

Silence

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Me: I pray that car of yours has secret compartments and his guns too.

Hlubi: they do

Me: asithembe

➢ (Let’s hope so)

Karabo: I already want out

Me: hhebana

➢ (what?)

Him: hayi you know how the younger version of you is

Me: (laughing) let’s go check the car already.

We head out.

Siyasanga

Karabo: (voice raised) haa haa has haa haa… Mahlubi!!!

Hlubi: (panicking) hayi ndoda this car has two compartments and I said it mush
have 10 of them

➢ (No man…)

He is legit lifting the man with his clothes.

Car dealer: (panicking) I’m sorry sir. That one is unavailable right now unless we
ship is from Thailand. Which could take 3 months min and 6 months max…

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Mahlubi lets go of the man.

Karabo: (hands on his head) haa, yho.

The salesperson then leaves.

Me: this is really tragedy

Hlubi: (biting his nails) eish

He is fucked up scared.

Karabo: nna a ke sadi tsena tse

➢ (Please come me out now)

Hlubi: haa

Him: aowa, nna Neva ke shwele masepa nna Mahlubi. I value my life a lot mina.

➢ (I will never die for shit, Mahlubi…)

Hlubi looks at me.

Me: hayi ungsngifaki. I second Karabo. I value my life a lot.

➢ (Don’t dare involve me…)

Hlubi: Karabo mfethu please

Karabo: nah Mahlubi. I refuse

My phone rings. Notification. Karabo and Hlubi are still fighting.

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“Vika

I am by my house. I would bring it there but my car is missing. I think Vuma took
it. Please come fetch it Bhuti”

Karabo: Hlubi, I dare you to throw me under the bus and you will see the wrath of
Ruthless.

Hlubi: kanti why are you afraid of Vika?

Karabo and I: (in unison) why can’t you take responsibility?!

Silence

Me: guys, we have a problem

I hand them my phone

Karabo: (holding his knees) o modimo ra ho leka

➢ (Oh God we test you)

Me: you got to hold your balls tight ‘cause iss about to go down.

Karabo: I fuck pray you…

His phone rings.

Karabo

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Incoming call: Vuma

~CONCO~

Me :

Vuma: (screaming) yabona mangingafaka today, I don’t know.

➢ (You see if I see tomorrow’s dawn…)

They are gun shots at the background. Sanga and Hlubi are looking at me,
meaning they hear the sounds.

Me: what’s going on there?

Him: (breathing heavily) Vika is back and hayi, ngiyanya

➢ ( … I am shiting myself)

Me: ini?

➢ (What?)

Him: if you got his car, please bring it back ‘cause ngiVika amabullets right now.

~END OF CONVO~

Me: (getting in the car) your younger version is back and uVuma ukhotha
imbhenge ewomile

➢ (… Vuma is tasting the wrong medicine)

Sanga: shit.

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We all hop in the car that is supposed to be Vika’s and we head to Pennington

Jessica

Zinhle and I are outside Vika’s house. We are just here to spy for Londiwe. I know
it is stupid but girl loves the guy. As we walk in, I see bullets all over the yard. We
head to the back as we head Vuma screaming. When we get there we find Vika
pointing a gun at the screaming Vuma.

I quickly run to stand between them.

Me: (to Vika) put it down

Him: kodwa Mammie

➢ (But…)

Me: down

Him: (to Vuma) uzohamba usinda, saarn.

➢ (You are lucky)

Me: (to Vuma) are you okay?

He nods.

Me: inside… the two of you.

They stand.

Me: (shouting like a mad woman) now!!!

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They quickly head inside while arguing

Zinhle: amahlanya

➢ (Maniacs)

Me: freakishly turning me to one too

We laugh heading inside.

Zinhle

Me: (trying not to laugh) so you telling me that Vuma took your car?

Vika: it is not funny

Me: (containing it) totally…

Silence

Me:… funny.

I laugh. Jessica is just serious

Jessica: naziphathisa okwemidlwembe soh ngenxa yemoto?

Epic

Her: I understand it is your first car and all that but did it ever occur to you that
maybe your older brothers did this?

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Silence

Her: so wena everytime anything disappear, Vuma is to be blamed?

Silence

Her: must I remind you that Vuma is married. You want a wife to be a widow?

Silence

Her: did you even ask your brother’s?

He shakes his head no, looking down. I swear they look like young boys being
reprimanded. The door swings open and Karabo, Siyasanga and Mahlubi enter.
Mahlubi look so guilty

Me: haii ngingabheja ngayo yonke imali enginayo uMahlubi wuyena owaziyo
ukuthi ikuphi imoto.

They look at me.

Sanga: your brother has something to tell you.

We all look at Hlubi

Hlubi: I was the one that borrowed the car.

I chuckle. Vika is livid

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Him: I got hit by a truck and it got damaged but I got another one.

Vika: ini?

Silence

Me: is about to go down

Hlubi: bekuyimpazamo mfethu. Ngixolele

Vika is beyond livid.

Him: uyikhiphile impahla emotweni?

They look at each other.

Vika: (throwing a galss across the room) fuck!!! Kanti ninjani?!

Silence

Him: (angry) that car had 2 million Rand’s worth merchandise.

They look down. He just stormed off, heading for the elevator. Yes, his house has
an elevator just like Sanga’s . I can’t help but notice that Vika and Sanga are the
same, in everything.

Jessica: I am highly disappointed in this family.

She heads upstairs too.

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Hlubi: (to Vuma) hade ndoda

Vuma: (dismissing him with his hand) no flop Bhuti.

Poor thing… he is legit sinked in the couch, breathing heavily. It is like he took a
break from marathon.

Jessica

I knock once and let myself in. He is just seated by his bed. I sit next to him.

Me: you know, stressing a lot could cause one to go stinky

Him: uhm?

Me: I’m just kidding. Are you okay?

Him: I don’t know. I just can’t stop thinking of it.

Me: I know your pain. Know…

I chuckle as he looks at me

Me: the first expensive thing I bought for myself was the BMW M5 F10. I really
loved that car. It wasn’t my first but it was my first expensive… note that.

Silence

Me: I went to war with it and unfortunately, it exploded really badly. I couldn’t
even recognize it. I just looked at it in flames as my heart shattered.

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Him: really?

I nod.

Me: just to find out it was dad who did that.

Him: Zulu?

Me: yeah

Him: why?

Me: he was against me going to the camp. He never wanted be to be a soldier so

he resorted to making my life hell that side.

Him: that’s twisted

Me: my point here is, you are lucky you got another one. Yes, it is not the same
but if you look beyond it, it shows that he regret what he did. He shows remorse
Vika. He owned up to his mistakes.

Silence

Me: trust me, he had the balls to do so. Mina I would have taken that secret to
the grave knowing yourself… I would legit die with it

He laughs

Me: you got to forgive. I know it is hard especially since you lost two million but I
am sure it will get better with time

Him: (smiling) yeah, thanks Mammie

Me: (smiling) anytime buddy. On that contrary, let me go have some wine ‘cause I
need it after seeing all those bullets.

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He laughs.

Me: (leaving) don’t forget to apologize to your twin tuu ‘cause damn, he really
saw his life flashing by his eyes today

Him: (laughing) will do

Me: (heading for the door) this family is twisted shame.

He laughs and I head downstairs. I must say, this house is huge. Not more than
Sanga’s but it is big hey? It is true when they say Vika and Sanga are one. I now
see it.

I get downstairs and I find everyone there, including Siphokazi and Londiwe and
Sandile. They look at me, waiting for me to talk.

Me: He is fine… he just needs to cool off a bit but he is getting better

The heave a sign of relief

Me: (heading to the kitchen) yeses, uVika uniphethe ngamasende honestly

The ladies laugh.

Sandile: that man is ruthless

Karabo side eyes him

Sandile: sorry

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Me: Hlubi kodwa bowuyaphi?

Him: eish, mistake Koti

Sanga: mistake? You knew what you were doing…

He walks to the kitchen, straight to the fridge

Him: (grabbing a bottle of water) … you just didn’t anticipate being caught this
time

Vuma: (still sunk on the couch) hayi ungenzile Bhuti

Sanga throws him the bottle of water as he hugs me from behind

Hlubi: hhade ntsizwa kodwa nawe ubuyaphi

Vuma: ngiyaphi? Wait kahle ukuthi imina engihlezi ngiyiSuspect la ekhaya

Karabo: (sitting by the high chairs) ngikukhuzile kodwa nawe

Hlubi: yahh… I guess bengiyivaka

Me: (laughing sarcastic) haha haha uzama ukuthi uyivaka lantsondo

Him: eish

Me: inhlanhla ungaphendukanga umdlwembe ozikhotha mangxeba

They look at me

Me: (sipping the wine) I am stating nothing but the truth.

Londiwe: I think I should go check up on him

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I nod in approval while the men look at each other, checking the situation. She
then heads upstairs. The moment she disappears, they all head to me, along with
Zinhle and Siphokazi

Me: (shocked) and then?

Karabo: we should be asking that

Me: I know nothing

Sanga laughs. He knows I knows ‘cause we were gossiping about this last night.

Sanga: Vika and Londiwe want each other

Everyone: what?!

Me: hhave uqinile Njabulo

They all go silent, looking at Sanga. They look nervous or anxious… I don’t know

Sanga: kodwa mama

Me: Mxm… ngikuthembe kangaka Njabulo

They look at me again. I notice everytime I say this name, they get triggered.

Sanga: sorry

Hlubi: hayibo Njabulo.

Sanga: yeyi fokof… uMaZulu kuphela ovumelekile ukuthi angibize njalo

Him: sorry

Sanga: (kissing my neck) singadlalwa oNwabile. Bambo lwami Asambe

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We then head out, leaving them behind

Me: and don’t disturb the birds upstairs please.

We then head out noSanga, with his car.

Insert # 47

Lindelani Twala

I am in bed with MaTwala.

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Me: Yaz nkosikazi, labafana bayangidida

➢ You know my love, these boys confuse me)

Her: (looking up at me) Ngani manje baba?

➢ (With what?)

Me: They seem to no longer respect us. Ever since this Jessica girl came into our
lives

Her: Hayi ngiyiqala ngawe leyo. Mina, I see improvement, to the point where I see
that they are starting to take things serious.

➢ (That’s a first. i…)

She has a point there but something is just off

Me: Usho ukuthi siyamazi kahle lo mntwana?

➢ (Do you think we know this girl well?)

Her: Yebo siyamazi yena. Wena okuk’xakayo ukuthi she does not fear you nje.
Wena ubulindeleni ubumthusela noBuhler?

➢ (Yes, we know her. What is bothering you is that she does not fear you. What
were you really expecting after threatening her, using her sister?)

Me: Angizwanga?

➢ (Excuse me?)

Her: Cha, sengiyabuza. Mele uyeke lento yakho yokusebenza ngemikhwa yakho
Baba kaVika.

➢ (No, I am just asking. You need to leave this habit of yours, Vika’s Father)

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She ups and leaves. Now this is a mess.

I’m Lindelani Twala. I am the father of the Twala brothers, the owner of Twala –
Zulu Incorperation. And this is my life.

Insert # 48

Siyasanga

It has been three months and must I say how much I love this woman!!! We found
out a month back that she was pregnant. I just thank god for the blessing.

Karabo went back to Jo’burg… apparently for the woman he always wanted.

Londiwe and Vika got something very special happening. Sandile and Zinhle on
the other hand are like teenagers. They love each other now next thing you know
Sandile is chased by a gun around. It is just something else.

Smangaliso and his wife moved to London. The wife insisted because we never
took her in as one of us. She thinks we forgot about what she did to us like that?
Mxm!

“What are you thinking of?”

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I look at her as she is getting ready. She is wearing a red hugging short dress that
reveals her thick things, red boot heels, red cap over her afro and she has red
lipstick on. She has a bit of makeup on and she just looks exceptional. This woman
is just beautiful!!!!

Her: Siyasanga

Me: (snapping out of it) huh? Yeah I think so… wait, what were you saying?

Her: (laughing) what are you thinking of?

Me: nothing… just that.

My phone rings.

Incoming call: unrestricted number

~CONVO~

Me: muntu kaMaZulu, hello?

➢ (MaZulu’s husband, hello?)

“Siyaa sthandwa sami”

➢ (Siya, my love)

The fuck?! How did she get my numbers?

Me: khuluma

➢ (Talk)

I need to make sure Jessica doesn’t suspect anything

“I really missed you, plus I am back in KZN”

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Me: ungazongikhulumela umsangano wena. Ufunani?

➢ (Don’t bore me with your shit. What do you want?)

“I want you”

Me: ungazongibhedela lah

➢ (Don’t fuck with me)

~END OF CONVO ~

This is getting out of hand.

Jessica: hayibo, let me leave you with your thoughts. Mina I am heading out with
the girls.

She walks to me, kisses me then hugs me as I am seated.

Me: can’t you cancel?

Her: (laughing) no ways Sanga… bye.

Me: but baby…

She then exit the room. I really have to get rid of this woman otherwise she will
ruin my marriage.

Jessica

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I am by the kitchen, drinking water. I am about to head out by the way. I am
meeting up with Zinhle and Londiwe. Hopefully it goes well, hey? We are headed
to Club Genesis. I hate clubs but what can I say? I can’t be self centered.

Zinhle: yeses, I am loving this place.

Londi: same here bruh

Me: I can manage

They laugh

Me: so Vika…

Londi: (blushing) Man is everything and beyond

Me: (laughing) hayibona

Her: trust me… he is everything. He loves extremely. He cares, and he is a beast in

the bedroom

Zinhle and I: (laughing) Woohoo!!!!

We all laugh

Her: net, I need to change this thing of him giving me money

Zinhle and I clear our throats.

Her: what?

Zinhle: Woman, you can never change that. It is a Twala thing

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Me: they all come in that package

Londi: but 75 000 Rands at any given time

Zinhle: you know nothing. I get R150 000 whenever I ask for money

I look away. As I side eye them they are alooking at me

Zinhle: Jessica

Me: (sipping my drink) uhm?

Londi: how much

Me: not that much

Zinhle: the number

I take a piece of paper and a pen and I write it down and hand them the paper.

Both of them: (eyes out in unison) the fuck?!

I sip my drink, hiding my embarrassment

Zinhle: 250k Jessica?

Londi: monthly?

Me: no… whenever I leave the house.

Them: ini?!

➢ (What?)

I take out my phone, got in the message app and hand it to them.

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Me: see.

Zinhle: fuck the man has money

Londi: I mean he is the most wealthiest in the Twala family!!!

I look around and I spot a few men looking at us. They look very suspicious.

“Ladies.”

We turn and we spot a lady, probably over us in age abit. She is wear a black
short, black top and black boot heels. She did a bob frontal. We look at her.

Her: I am Sinethemba Pule

Zinhle: Lethabo’s wife?

She nods, smiling. She is giving me bad stares.

Londi: Nice to meet you sisi

Her: Likewise Londi.

I look at Zinhle.

Sinethemba: (looking at me) Jessica?

I look at her.

Her: Nice to finally meet you. I have heard a lot about you.

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I look at Zinhle. She did her research lo. She offers me a handshake. I look at it
then her then back at it.

Me: (looking at her) I don’t do handshakes.

Her: Ohh, I could offer a hug.

She says trying to hug me but I push her back.

Me: I don’t do hugs too. Your word is enough on its own.

Her: (offended) Ohh okay

She is a character lo.

Her: I heard you are with Sanga.

Hhebana

Me: Yes

Her: Girlfriend?

Why is she so invested into this?

Me: No…

Her: (smiling) oh.

Me: … I’m his wife.

I say putting my left hand on the table, broadcasting the ring.

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Her: Oh, congrats

I look at her, bored.

Her: since I am here, let’s chill sonke.

➢ ( … Together)

She grabs a chair and sits with us. They then chat there and there. my phone
rings…

Incoming call: Twala

~CONVO~

Me: Twala

They all look at me. Zinhle looks at Sinethemba

Him: Mama, ukuphi?

➢ (… where are you?)

Me: NgiseClub eBalito.

➢ (I am in a club at Balito)

Him: Ngiyeza ngizokulanda

➢ (I am on my way)
➢ > (Twala loves you)

Me: Okay

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Him: Twala uyakuthanda

Me: (smiling) iZulu livumile futhi nalo liyakuthanda

➢ (Zulu accepts and loves you)

~END OF CONVO~

I put my phone away.

Zinhle: (to Sinethemba) So Sinethemba, how do you know the Twalas?

Her: Oh, I used to date one of them.

Me: Siyasanga?

She looks at me shocked.

Her: Uhm… eh… yeah. Not exactly like that. It was just a short period thingy.

Me: Oh so buwuyi2 minute noodles?

➢ (Oh so you were a 2 minute noodle?)

Silence…

Me: Awungitshele, why are you here exactly?

➢ (Endulg me here…)

Her: (laughing nervously) Hawu I came for a drink.

Me: Ohh and you just happened to find us here.

Her: Coincidentally

Me: I don’t believe in coincidences.

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Silence

Me: How is Lethabo, knowing that his wife is out for another man?

She clears her throat

Me: No, I am just asking out of curiousity

“Sanibonani”

➢ (Greetings)

They turn to look behind me. Sinethemba just looks down.

Me: Hayi, that is my queue ladies. And oh, Sne…

I got up.

Me: (smiling) Think about it.

Sanga just attacks me with a kiss in front of them.

Him: (smirk) Singahamba?

➢ (Can we go?)

I nod and we head out. As we walk, he pulls me by my waist, hugging me from

behind. Mr down there is poking me

Me: (laughing) EASY SOH?

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Him: (chuckling) I have been craving you from morning MaZulu

I laugh as we head out, with him spanking my ass.

Insert # 49

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Sinethemba

Me: Baby, I’m home.

She walks downstairs wearing a pair of grey joggers, grey compressing sports bra
and nude Jonathan D slides. She just looks so dreaming with that 6 pack of hers
and the flexing muscles. The walk just makes me yearn for her.

Me: Sthandwa sami

➢ (My love)

Her: Motho waka

➢ (My person)

Me: How are you?

She wraps her arms around my waist, pulling me up to reach her as she kisses me.

Her: (smiling) I’m okay since you are now back

Me: (laughing) There is no way you are getting any today

I escape her grip, heading for the dining table. As I attempt to have a seat, she
pulls the chair away and turns me to look at her.

Her: (looking deep into my eyes) Kea go rata lerato laka

➢ (I love you, my love)

Me: (cupping her face) Lena kao go rata… tota ebi le.

➢ (I love you too… a lot for that fact)

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She then attacks me with a kiss. As we kiss, she leans in more, causing me to
move backwards till I have my entire back on the table. Her left hand is
unbuttoning my shorts. She slips it in my shorts, through my underwear and she
gets to my coochie.

Me: (moaning between kisses) Arhhh...

She is rubing it, with the friction causing pleasure. She inserts her fingers… two of
them and trust me, the pleasure!!!

Me: (moaning) Ahh fuck…

She ups her pace, causing me to moan even louder. This woman knows how to
touch those spots shame!!! she then places her thumb on my clit then she fingers
me, hitting the G – spot!!!

Me: (screaming) Fuck!!!!

I shake drastically. I can feel a smirk forming on her face as I shake, digging my
nails on her muscular back.

“Get a room you two”

I quickly got off the table, shyly hiding my face on her chest.

Lethabo: (pissed asf) Mama, what are you doing here?

Her: I came to visit. Makoti, stop hiding yourself.

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I then stand by Lethabo’s side after buttoning my shorts.

Me: (shyly smiling) Dumela Mme

➢ (Greetings Mmo)

Her: (laughing) I am very sure you were not this shy a minute ago when you were
screaming your lungs out.

Jesu!!!

Her: (laughing) I would give you a hug right now but I know you reck of sex.

Lethabo: Mama, I am very sure you didn’t come all the was from Limpopo to
comment on my wife’s screaming skills. I mean, I do know she screams… I taught
her how to.

I pinch her

Her: Ouch…

Mme Pule: (laughing) Just because we are single.

Me: Let me go refreshen and I will make you something to eat Mme.

Her: (flashing a colgate smile) I would really love that Makoti

Lethabo: (smirk) Perks of having a wife.

I then head upstairs to take a shower. I don’t want to lie, I still need Lethabo. Her
mother really deprived me of having it!!! Fuck!

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Hi I am Sinethemba Pule, Lethabo’s wife. I am 27 of age and I am an Instagram
infuencer by choice and a Chef by profession. Join me in the journey of life.

Lethabo

I am by the lounge with my mother.

Me: Mme, o reng kona?

➢ (Mom, what are you saying to me?)

Her: Yes, you brother is at Botswana. He went with that Mokoena boy.

Me: I get you are talking but what are saying exactly?

Her: Ratiba, he needs to come back. He has to be there for me

I look at her shocked

Me: Wow

Her: E ya

➢ (Yes)

Me: Mme, I can’t believe you right now. so you are saying he must sacrifice going
fa in life for you?

Her: E ya Ratiba

➢ (Yes Ratiba)

Me: Mama, I will say this once and I will never say it again. Obakeng is grown. He
has a life to build. He is not your emotional support system, nor your husband. He
is your son. What you are saying now is being selfish on another level.

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Silence

Me: (getting up) Leave Obakeng alone, and don’t take that as an opportunity to
provoke Pitsi. You know Pitsi won’t bother killing you.

Silence

Me: Wa le tseba le bati.

➢ (You know your way out)

I then head upstairs. One thing about my mother is, she always depend on
people. Honestly we don’t mind her depending on us for money but she needs to
know we have lives to live and legacies to build.

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Sho, Lethabo Ratiba Pule here. I am 30 years of age and I live at Umhlanga with
my wife, Sinethemba Pule. I am a chef by profession and a restaurant owner by
choice.

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Insert #50

Jessica

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I just left the kids with my dad eGreytown. He actually moved back there and
renovated the family house. His reasons were needing a rural life not this busy
city life.

I am on my way to the office for a board meeting. Today I went for a white
hugging formal dress that is slightly below my knees, with white fur front block
high heels, a white headwrap over my braids and the jewelry set Sanga bought
me along with my rose gold watch.

As I enter the office, I am met by Siphokazi. Arghh!!!

Her: The long lost Mrs Twala

I just look at her. I still don’t like her one bit but dad said I should learn how to be
business minded. Sceptical as much!!!

Me: Hi

Her: Yho hayi – ke. Too busy for me now

Haibo…

Me: (looking at her blankly) I am not your friend, Siphokazi.

Her: Ohh

We are interrupted by Naledi

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Naledi: Good morning ma’am, Mr Twala is waiting for you in your office.

Me: (To Siphokazi) I have to go.

Her: Jessica, we are still…

I just left, leaving her calling for me. I told Zinhle to clarify to her friends that I
ain’t their friend. Look now!!!

I get to my office and I find Siyasanga with Sandile, Zinhle and Vika. They all look
at me as I enter…

Me: Sanibonani

(greetings)

Them: Yebo/ MaZulu/ Mageba

(Yes…)

Me: (settling on my chair) What’s wrong?

Sandile: Did we get it?

I nod

Zinhle: When is this happening?

A wave of shrives just struck me. I then start observing the room…

Vika: well, chances of sur…

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I raise my finger, stopping him from talking. I then take out a pen and a piece of
paper then I write:

“Change the subject now. We are being listened to. Talk about wedding plans or
cars”

Vika: Well, chances of getting a perfect venue are very slim so we have to change
the date.

Zinhle: How about Victoria Falls?

Me: Tempting

Sanga: Haa, the heights guys… off – limit.

They laugh and look by the door and I am met by a shadow beneath it. I look at
Sanga then back at the door and he looks too. He lets out a chuckle. Okay.

I reach for the button under the table to close the blinds by the glass wall and I
am met by a bug. I chuckle as I don’t touch it but I close the blinds. The moment
the close shut, Sanga heads to the glass wall and he looks through them. Well, the
glass there is also very dim. It lets you inside see what is outside but the one
outside can’t see.

Me: How about we go get some coffee?

Vika: (already on his feet) I am so in!!!

Sandile: Fuck yeah!!!

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We all laugh, heading out. the shadow by the door then disappears as we all head
to the door. Vika opens the door and we leave.

As I am out to head out, Siphokazi appears…

Her: Where are you going?

I look at her

“Baby, let’s go get coffee at Morningside Mall”

Me: (blushing) Okay sthandwa sami

He then pulls me by my waist as I giggle.

Jessica

I am at The Zone at Rosebank. I just arrived and I spot these people and I head to
them.

Vika: You are always late, nerh?

Me: you will get used to it

Sandile: Now, what the hell is happening?

Me: We are being bugged.

They look at me confused.

Me: they are listening to our conversations. I saw the shadow by the door and as I
was reaching for the blind button, I saw a listening bug.

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They all go mute

Zihle: You think it is Naledi?

Me: I highly doubt it because she was by the reception as we left. There is no way
that she made it there from the 12th floor by the stairs.

Vika: But then who can it be?

Sanga and someone: Siphokazi

We all turn to the person

Me: (shocked) Vuma?

Him: Hawu Koti not even a hug?

I just get up and run to him. He then catches me, spinning me around as I giggle.
He then puts me down

Him: Damn, you really gained!!!

I just play punch his stomach

Him: (laughing) Ngiyadlala

(I’m kidding)

Well, Vuma was away for almost 7 months. He was running away from the police
as Siphokazi opened a rape case against him as he served her divorce papers.
Yeah, that is how psycho the girl is.

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Me: How did you get here?

He looks at Sanga

Sanga: I had to.

Vuma: (sitting down) Siphokazi is the one that was spying on you all.

We look at him and I settle on a chair too.

Him: She knows all your moves, your conversations and everything you are up to.

Vika: How do you know?

Him: I saw all her plans on the plan board in our house

Me: Full offense on this… your wife is a bitch and a pain in the ass

Him: (looking at me) Ex wife?

Me: Same shit

He laughs

Vuma: Talking to you right now, she is on her way to Morningside mall

Sanga and I laugh.

Me: (laughing) She actually fell for it?!

Sanga: (chuckling) dumb as much

Me: But who is she working for?

Vuma: she is not working for anyone

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We all look down, thinking.

Him: … but she works with Tumisho Leo Mokoena

We all look at him in shock. The fuck?!

Siyasanga

My phone rings as we are all still in shock. I take a look at it

Incoming Call: Smangaliso

~CONVO~

Me: Zalo

(Brother)

Him: You see your Mokoenas are starting to piss me off big time.

Me: Kwenzenjani

(What’s going on?)

Him: Yabona leyihlama zakho ngizozidubula amasende ngifunga ngeThuna

loTwala

(I will shoot those idiots’ balls… on Twala’s grave)

Me: Ungitshele mawusuqedile ukuzenza ingane ukuthi ukhononda ngani

(Tell me when you are done acting like a child)

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Him: Asi uLeo eBomb.a iPlane yami on my way back?

(Isnt it Leo and bombing my plane…)

Me: Ini? Where are you?

(What?)

Him: I landed at OR Tambo but exactly 5 minutes after I exited it, the plane
exploded.

~END OF CONVO~

Me: Tumisho uqala impi

(Tumisho is out for war)

Vika: Yho

Sandile: Don’t you think Karabo is also in this?

Me: He has all reasons to be involved too. I mean, he might be still on the fact
that I killed his child

Vuma: (drinking Jessica’s coffee) Plus where there is Leo…

Me: There is Leon

If it is war they want, war they will get.

Me: Call Hlubi and alert him.

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Insert #51

Mahlubi

I am at the Zara store at Greenstone. I just wanted to visit this branch since it has
been long. I have been at KZN for long phela.

I look at her serving a customer. She just brighten this store with her smile on its
own. The customer too seems very happy as she cracks jokes. The customer is an
old white lady.

I look at her brackets that are accommodated by big legs and thighs. She got a
stud leg structure, fascinating, I know!!! Those black skinny jeans are making her
legs pop and the ass too!!! The small core!!! This lady is just what a guy like me
needs.

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“Haibo Mahlubi…”

I look at it is Karabo

Me: Hawu brother

We do a handshake

Him: What has you smiling to yourself like that?

I look at Ntokozo and his eyes follow.

Him: Shit!!! Now, who is this fine ass lady?

Me: (chuckling) the future Mrs Mahlubi Twala

He goes silent

Me: She is just one unique one

Him: She looks natural

Me: (chuckling) That is what makes me love her more

Him: Weeh, let’s go have lunch brother

Me: Sure case

We then leave the store.

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Karabo

I just had lunch with Mahlubi and I am on my way to Krugersdrop. I wanted to

take the highway but I needed some petrol refill so I took the way in the
township.

I am currently by the traffic lights at University of Johannesburg. They are taking

too long marn!!!

I then look at her, wearing a white hugging dress with a white flurry cotton crop
jacket. She tied her locs to a high ponytail with two locs at the front. She is busy
on her phone, carrying her side bag with books in it. I am caught by her shoewear.
She is wearing my brand!!!

A hooter burst my bubble of thought and I just drive as the traffic light has turned
green. She is a student kanti?!

I need her contact details

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Insert # 52

Lethabo

I am look at this woman, getting ready. She really thinks I am a fool, huh? I went
through her phone last night and the texts I got just disgust me, big time.

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Her: You know it is rude to stare?

Me: Are you seeing anyone other than me?

Silence

Her: No, why?

Me: Sinethemba, uyangifebela na? and make sure you tell me the truth or else
you will fly out through that balcony

(…Are you cheating on me?)

She looks at me with terror on her face. I stand.

Her: (stuttering) Uhm… i… i… eh…

Me: Don’t fuck with me, Nomathamsanqa

Her: Yho… I can explain

Me: Ohh so all along kena setlaela?

(… I am the idiot?)

She just moves back

Me: (getting close to her) Okay, so this is what’s going to happen. You will pack all
your shit and leave this house before 12. When I say everything, I mean
everything. if you dare live anything, it will follow you to the trash can.

Her: Baby…

Me: When I come back from the office, I don’t want to see your face. Expect
divorce paper.

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I attempt to leave but I stop…

Me: And ohh, make a fuss out of this divorce and you will rue the day you met
me.

I then take my bag and head out. I hate dishonest people. If you don’t feel me,
just say it rather than waste my time.

Jessica

I am by the living room with Siyasanga when I head the door bell ring. I look at
him

Him: No, I am not expecting anyone.

Me: Strange

Him: Let me get it

He then gets up.

Jessica

This man has been gone for so long.

Me: Baby, who is it?

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Silence… I head there and my eyes widen at her sight.

Me: Mama???

Her: My baby

She attempts to hug me but I move back

Me: Khanyi?

Her: No, Khanyisile

Siyasanga holds my hand.

Her: That wasn’t me. that was your aunt. I am back baby

Me: (tearing up) No… no…

“Weeh sisi wami, you really abandoned meeeee”

He stops on his tracks.

Ayanda

I am looking at this woman. I walk to Jessica and I make her stand behind me.

Me: What’s going on here?

Jessica: (tearing up) It can be Yaya… we buried her njena!!!

That is why I am shocked. We saw her and we buried her.

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I just look at her

Me: Khanyi?

Her: Ayanda ngane yam, it is me… your mother Khanyisile.

I look at her. this can’t be. Flashbacks of the day she died then becloud me.

FLASHCARD

Jessica: Ayanda!!!!!! Help me!!!!

I look at her as they are al holding her down, making her look at everything. Zinhle
was taken to the guestroom in here and Mpiyakhe and Dad are just being kicked
by these men.

A man then stands behind my mother, who is on her stomach. He then pulls out a
knife and places it by her neck. I feel my mouth dry out.

Mom: (chuckling) Don’t cry, Nunu. Remember, wena unguZulu. You don’t show
your witnesses but you act upon them.

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She is not even crying.

Her: (looking at Jessica) UnguZulu kaMalandela… uZulu onmyanma ondlela

zimhlophe. You lead by darkness in bright paths. You will be the protector of this
family.

(You are Zulu…)

She chuckles

Her: … You will be what you want, regardless. Follow your heart and remember, I
will always be with you, no matter what.

Tears then fall in her face

Her: … You will meet your other half and together, you will be unstoppable. They
will all bow down to the two of you… S’thuli sikaNdaba… live long Ngelosi yami
yobumnyama.

(… My angel of darkness)

The knife pierces her neck. She just smiles and take her last breathe.

~END OF FLASHCARD~

Me: No, you died

“No, she didn’t”

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Dad then appears from behind, busy on his phone.

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My name is Ayanda Yanga Zulu. I am 32 years old. I live at Port Elizabeth but I am
from eBergville in KZN. I am a graphic designer and I own a chain of Art galleries
and Art studios, under KaMalandela Arts. This is my life.

Andile Zulu

Me: This is your mother. The woman that died that day was your aunt Khanyi, her
twin sister.

They all look at me. Sanga left to give us space.

Jessica: So you have the audacity to come back right after so many years. Do you
even know that we buried Buhle a year ago?

Me: Jessica

Her: No, she has to know. Futhi wena you are the last one to be talking when you
stole me to the Twalas… remember that?

Me: Ngizokushaya Jessica

(I will hit you…)

Her: Umele ini?

(What are you waiting for?)

I get on my feet and she also stands up. I get close to her and she also gets cose to
me, looking at me straight in my eyes. Ayanda and Khanyisile are on their feet
too.

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Me: Jessica, ngizokufaka imvubu

(I will beat you up)

Her: I dare you and you will see why I have your last name.

I look at her

Me: Sowuyaqina nerh?

(You now strong, hey?)

Her: ngifuze wena

(I learn from you)

Me: Uthini?

(Excuse me?)

Her: Ngifuze wena Andile

(You heard me)

Khanyisile: Jessica

Her: You don’t have a say in this

Khanyisile: I am your mother

Her: was my mother

Me: Young lady I suggest you apologies to your mother

Her: you will never tell me what to do

Me: I am your father

Her: the very same father that made my life hell in the concentration camps?

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Silence

Her: The very same father that bought men to rape me, the father that destroyed
my house in Botswana, the father that made me raise my siblings or the father
that sold me to save his business?

Khanyisile and Ayanda: Ini?

(What?)

Her: (looking at me) I warned you, Andile. I warned you and I am warning you
again. Phuma empilweni yam

(Get out of my life)

Me: (pointing at her) Yeyi wena…

Her: You have 3 second to remove that finger from my face

I look at her, still pointing at her.

Andile

I am looking at her, holding my nose. Siyasanga then appears, holding her like a
sack of potatoes over his shoulder, heading upstairs. Khanyisile rushes to me,
helping me up.

Jessica: (chuckling) I warned you. Take your wife and leave my house now.

I look at her

Her: ulibambe lingashoni Andile (chuckle) ngifunga ngelikaMa ithuna…

ngizokubonya for all those years.

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(You days are numbered, Andile. I swear on my mom’s grave, I will get you for all
those years)

Khanyisile: Jessica ubunja

(Jessica, why be a dog)

Her: (chuckling) Inja enkulu ibona encane

(The big dog spots the small one)

Khanyi: Yeyi wena

Her: Uzokwenzani? (laughing) nothing… hahaha, Bitch!!!

(What will you do?)

They then disappear upstairs. Ayanda ooks at me disgusted.

Me: Nawe ufuna ukungibonya?

(You also want to beat me up?)

Him: (chuckling) Lutho… mina, you know how I operate

(Not at all…)

Fear strucks me

Me: You would kill your own father for someone who is not your blood?

Him: Jessica is my sister, blood or no blood.

I look at him

Him: (chuckling) Ngikukhuzile Andile. Hayi ngoJessica.

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(I warned you, Andile. )

He then heads upstairs whistling.

Khanyi: Ikhwela endlini!!!

(Don’t whistle indoors!!!)

Him: Where were you when I did it every time?

He then leaves.

Khanyi: Are you okay?

Me: She is just like her mother

Khanyi: That bitch

Me: Yekela ukuzenza soh. You know she is just like Nolwandle

Her: (rolling her eyes) And that daughter of theirs.

Me: I wonder how they feel benoDladla about their long lost daughter.

Her: What did you even see in that woman?

I look at her

Her: No like… how do you feel raising another man’s child

Me: I would do anything to revenge myself from Nolwandle.

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Hi, I am Andile Zulu. I am the father of Jessica and I am the owner of Twala – Zulu
incorporation and this is my life.

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Ntokozo

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I am currently outside Karabo’s ward and seeing him through that window broke
me, again. it always breaks me. It shatters my heart into pieces. i gear up, take a
deep breath and I enter.

As I walking to him, I look at him with tears. He is just pale like there is no life. His
lips are though moist… I guess Tumisho was here because every time he comes,
he moistures his lips.

He has developed a beard but it is not those big bushy ones. It is little but
trimmed.

I get to his side, pull a chair, settle in it and I look at him. Tears flow…

Me: (tearful) Yazi, six months has gone down the drain and…

I then remember the doctors say I shouldn’t talk negative.

Me: (chuckling while blinking away my tears) Yaz, I never imagined my life like
this. never have I. The day you left me still place rewind every time. I know you
would have said to me (mocking him) MaBakoena, stop torturing yourself… it will
be okay. (chuckle) you would have told me to stop visiting you already but I
can’t… I can’t Mokoena. I can’t sleep without seeing you nor touching you. (sniff)
You know, this taught me that loving you was the best thing to happen to me.
living without you is just too hard. You just healed me without even being aware
of it. you… you were beyond anything I expected.

Tears flow again

Me: The kids birthday was a month ago. (heartbreaking) I really didn’t know what
to say to them… where would I have started with explaining where daddy was… I
had to take them to Botswana. Because I couldn’t anymore… they reminded me
of you and it always broke me. the family… yho, they are doing okay I guess. But
your brothers… they are having it hard, all of them. Ora… it just broke her. she

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can’t even hide it. now a broken person like me… how is she going to pull this
through? MaDladla, she is fine…

I hate lying to him but what can I say?

Me: (holding his hand while crying) Karabo ngiyakudinga. I need you more that
anything else sthandwa sami. I miss all the moments we had. Please, vuka
mokoena. Fight for your kids okungenani kerh. think of Tumi, Tumisho, Thanbang,
Ora, your dad… everyone. Ngicela ubuye sthandwa sami.

#NARRATOR#

Ntokozo just rested her head on the couch and slept, looking at him, laying there
lifeless. Tears flow down her cheeks. If this is love then it is a very huge and
painful burden.

It is around 11pm and Nto zoned out on the couch. The clan enters along with
Lungile, Wendy, Ntate and Madireng. They all look at Nto with pain in their souls.
Lungile heads to her and shakes her away as they all look.

Lungile: (shaking her gently, kneeling next to her) Hey… are you okay?

Nto is wide awake. She looks around and sees everyone then she looks at Karabo
and she just cries. Lungile embraces her in a hug. She finally let it all out infront of
the family. lungile also has tears on her eyes.

CONVO BETWEEN Madireng and ntate

Madireng: I as the healer, have never felt so emotional.

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Ntate: I know. Her cries engulfs you in her pain.

Madireng: he is feeling it.

Ntate, Tumisho and Tumi look at him in shock

Tumisho: what?

Madireng: Karabo feels Ntokozo’s emotional pain. With his situation right now, it
is worse.

Ntate: Nna o reng monna?

Him: His fighting is because of Mabakoena. If it wasn’t for her, he would have
given up.

They all turn to Lungile and Ntokozo, loking at her in total sorrow and pain.

Madireng: He is holding on to the hope that MaDladla is there for her.

They all look at him.

Tumisho: but…

Him: Shssh… don’t say it. Even MaDladla is present right now, along with Sihle.
They are in pain. They want her to avenge them.

Tumisho: yho.

Him: this means she will have to go to the Comoros. But Karabo needs a ritual. I
need to wake him up for a few days then we take him to the Thukela River…

Tumisho: Why?

Nto: (voice blur) Kumele ayoqiniswa inkanyamba.

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Ntate: why?

Tumisho: the throne.

Madireng: it is time for him to conjoin Isilo and Duke.

Ntate: How because Duke hates the water and Silo loves the water.

Tumisho: You meant Isilo lives for the water.

Madireng: The ritual will be done in an hour but on one condition.

They all look at him. He looks at Nto

Nto: No, Ntate Madireng. Don’t do this.

Him: Forgive me Ndlovukazi but it is for your own good. When I wake him up, it
will not be him but Isilo.

Nto: (tearing up) Please hle… please.

Him: Isilo doesn’t know you. He doesn’t even recognize you. He is very tempted,
straight – forward and very brutal. He is the evil in him. You, touching him will be
initiating war with him.

Nto: (pleading) please hle…

Him: This will hurt you as it might strike deep inside you, Mabakoena. It will hit
very hard.

Ntate: Can’t she atleast be in the room but not touch him?

Him: Doable… no touching nor reactions from anyone, okay?

They all nod.

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Two hours lapsed and Madireng is doing the ritual. He is blowing out whiskey on
Karabo’s face… more like spitting it on him.

Madireng: (Clan names) Mlotshwa,

Msuthu

Mkhathini

S’phan’ abantwana,

Ndlel’ ehamb’ ekhaya,

Eyanqamula kwaMlandakazi,

Mancencence,

Hlabisa odlulayo,

Ngoba olele akahlatshiswa

Uyidla aze ayiqede,

Wena wakaMpahl’ emhlophe

Ingaba bomvu isyonake,

Ntshingwayo,

Mangena,

Skotana

Mabona

Nomageja,

Sokhabase

Ntshamase

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 Ndlandla

Mlilo

His paleness is slowly disappearing…

Madireng: (spitting the wine on his face again) Vuka Silo samaKhoza.

Karabo’s eye opens. He gets up and scan the room. A smile appears as he spots
Tumisho.

Tumisho: Ruthless

Karabo: Identity thief.

They laugh and he greets everyone, even Wendy and Lungile but when it comes
to Nto, he seems to change.

Silence

They two are having a serious eye contact moment. Neither of them is giving up.
Karabo hisses with a smirk on his face.

Him: A white witch that possesses Alpha wolf, the Queen of the wolf pack. Nice to
meet you, Elsa.

The room goes silent as he gets of the bed, stomaching the pains. He walks to
Ntokozo who shows no sign of weakness. He stretches out his hand for a
handshake.

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She looks at his hand then him. She then puts both her hands behind her back…
exposing her scars by the arms. He attempts to hold them then he hisses
withdrawing his hand like he was hit by a magnetic pullback.

Him: (with rage) Nginukelwa ingwe enkulu futhi. Iyangithusa… iyangihoqisa. Ifuna
ukungibuyisela ebuthongweni bokunaphakade.

He then turns to Ntokozo who is now in fear.

Him: (getting close to her) Uwena…

He grabs her by her neck, lifting her. Everyone charge to him, excluding Tumisho
and they all fail to stop him. Tumisho heads to him and he loosens Karabo’s hand
from Nto and she runs out of the ward.

Tumisho: Don’t be doing that to woman… I tame to forget that you are a woman
abuser.

Madireng: Silo, it is time for us to unite you with your river, are you ready?

Karabo: I have long been waiting for this.

They hand him black and purple scotch chinos, white long sleeve t – shirt, purple
and white Mokoena – Khoza ankle length sneakers, Rowlex watch and a silver
chain bracelet and they all leave him to change.

Ntokozo

I am currently on my way to the house. I am honestly racing to the house. I have

never felt so intimidated in my entire life. Yes, the usual Karabo used to

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intimidate me fucked up but Isilo… it is just… I don’t know… he weighs heavy on
me.

Income call: Thando

I connect it to the car’s Bluetooth.

~CONVO~

Me: Talk

Him: I got your passports ready.

Me: Good then… make sure everything is ready. I am leaving in three hours…

Him: Don’t worry. I bought you a lodge that side 3 km from the Moroni city. At
your arrival, you will get the crew that side along with Sly.

Me: Visa?

Him: Done… all you have to do is enjoy every moment, Mrs Ndlelezinhle Radebe.

Me: Good job… expect your reward.

Him: Lioness.

~End of CONVO~

This is going to be a very hard journey but for my loved ones, I will do it. yes, I am
hurting but time to nurse my wounds is not there.

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Insert #54

Ntokozo

Tumi: (raising his voice) What? You can’t go there.

Tumisho: That is the land we were forbidden to enter or step on…

I told them I am leaving in an hour and this is exactly what I expected.

Me: I am going, with or without your support. How is Karabo so far?

Tumisho: (pissed asf) Madireng and Ntate took him to KZN. To the Thukela river.
They should be arriving by now.

Me: (nodding away my pain) Okay, look after him for me.

I take my bike keys

Thabang: Wait… I will talk to my contacts to meet you halfway in the Moroni city.
They will be there to protect and work for you, okay mammie?

Me: Thank you Thabang

He then exit the room, on a call. I look at Lungile

Her: But Lioness, please let me tag along. I will be a silent partner.

Me: (sigh) No Hitman… this battle is mine and mine alone.

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She tears up. I just pull her in for a very tight emotional hug. I really do want her
to come with me, god knows but I can’t risk her life. She has kids now. I can’t rob
them of their mother. I can’t put her life and the kids in danger.

Me: (pulling away while wiping her tears) You are a mother now Hitman. We need
to think of them Mama. Please look after my dimes and I live the family in your
hands, can you handle that?

She nods. I kiss her forehead. I look at Wendy and she is also in tears, along with
Ora. I just open my arms for them and they rush to me, hugging me tight as they
shed tears. This is just hard for me. I really hate seeing them in pain.

Me: (still hugging them) I will be back soon. Don’t worry.

Silence

Me: (blinking away my tears) I… I will be back. I promise.

I spot Tumisho looking at me with anger, pain, rage and just total fear. I just pull
away from the girls.

Me: (looking at them smiling) I will be okay… you know i will.

They nod. Let me get you out of the anticipation.

I am wearing a black long sleeve crop tee with my black tight skinny jeans… along
with knee length sock boot heels. I have one of Karabo’s black Mokoena – Khoza
caps that have his initials. I rested my locs and I did abit of make – up with a black
and red ombre lipstick.

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I take the small Black Nike backpack, hook it on my shoulders and I head out.

As I was about to hop on the bike…

“Mabakoena…”

I turn and I find Tumisho. He is the only one right now that can calm me down. He
does afterall look like Karabo.

Him: Are you sure about this?

Me: More than anything else.

Him: Why are you so eager to do this?

Me: For Karabo

He then hugs me. I hug him back.

Him: Take care of yourself out there. if anything happens, do call us and we will
not hesitate.

Me: (chuckling) You are banned from that state mos

Him: For our own, we would burn kingdoms.

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To present date

Insert #54

Ntokozo

I am at Comoros and trust me when I say it is FREAKEN HOT here!!! I can’t deal
with this much heat. I only go out when it is night time. I have located the Twalas
but Jessica is not with them.

Incoming call: Raffles

~CONVO~

Me:

Him: Lioness

Me: Talk.

Him: We have your package

Me: Already?

Him: yes

Me: Okay, bring it over.

~END OF CONVO~

I go for black 8 pocket cargo, black sport bra, black Mokoena – Khoza cap and
black high puffy slippers. I then make something to eat.

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…

Lungile

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Doctor: Push mommy, you already on the last one.

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I give it a hard push. Trust me, this is harder than pushing one when you undergo
constipation. I detect baby cries, two loud ones for that fact. Tumisho kisses my
forehead. He was there all the way. My man though!!!

Him: (excitedly) Ngiyabonga kakhulu Mama.

I just give him a smile. I am just exhausted. My eyes are even heavy.

Doctor: Mr Mokoena, please do us the honor.

She hands him the scissors… whatever they are and he cuts the umbilical cord.

Her: Congratulation on two healthy baby boys.

He holds the babies in his arms. He has the biggest smile ever on his face. He then
heads my way with them. he hands me one. No ways this one has Karabo’s
resemblance so much. Trust me, this one looks like Larona and Karabo exactly.
Yes, Tumisho is a copy of Karabo but no, this is Karabo.

Me: He looks like Karabo

Him: (laughing) I mean, we are identical naye mama

Me: I know but he looks like him. You can see it

Him: True.

Silence

Him: (playing with the one he his holding) Tukelo Mokoena (holding the one on
me) Tumelo Mokoena

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Me: I love them.

He just flashes me one of his wide colgate smiles.

Him: Let me go bathe them while you mommy get some rest.

I nod as he takes the babies, kiss my forehead then head out. I then retire to
sleep.

Insert #55

Jessica

Me:

Sanga: MaZulu, please don’t start with me

Me: Sorry

Him: I don’t have to remind you that you are the wife

Me:

He is pissed off, big time.

Him: Get your shit together

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Me: ngiyaxolisa Twala

➢ (Forgive me Twala)

Incoming call: Sly

~CONVO~

ME: Khuluma

Him: Beastikazi, she has them

Me: Has who? Stop talking in riddles

Him: (panting) Lioness has your mother and father.

Me: What?!

Him: She is here. She has them.

~END OF CONVO~

Sanga: What?

Me: She is here

Silence… I then land on my knees

Me: (tears threatening) Ntokozo is here. She has MaZulu and Zulu

Him: What?!

He then rushes to me and he hugs me as I cry in his arms. I know I will never see
them again. She is going to kill them. She will do it brutally as I did the same with
hers. Iso ngeso (An eye for an eye)

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…

Insert # 56

Karabo

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Me: Sokhulu, manje ngoba konke sekwenzekile, kuzosuka lokhu okusemhlane?

➢ (Sokhulu, since everything has been done. Will this thing on my back
move?)

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Sokhulu: It won’t. that is Isilo, Karabo. It is the only way to make sure he doesn’t
appear again.

I nod

Him: Yabona ndodana, these past 6 months were hard, yes but they guided you to
see the real thing. You will have to lead the people of Mzimkhulu to success since
your brother Thapelo is no more.

Just to fill y’all in… I was here for training, spiritually. Apparently, my mother has a
history of her grandfather being a royal seer to the kingdom of Ndabezitha. He
also saved the king from being devoured by a jaglion so now since he did that, the
Ndabezitha ancestors gifted his bloodline with Isilo. Thapelo was gifted it. Reason
why Thapelo couldn’t lead Tlhabeng was because he already had a kingdom in his
hands now they didn’t want to overload him. Now, since I am the one who killed
him, he made sure I have it but not in a bad way. He did it to save me from dying
as he said I am the one to find who is killing everyone in the family, from Boiphelo
to everyone.

Sokhulu: See Mokoena, you didn’t view everything in a broader eye. You got
diluted by all the bads one did in the past, not looking at the others.

Me: (confused) What do you mean?

Him: The person who betrayed you was not Thapelo. Yes, he fought for the
kingdom but that made you believe every wrong was done by him.

Okay, now I see it.

Him: The one who stabbed your back is still alive, Mokoena.

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He then gets up, dust himself then left. Mind you, we are by the banks of the
Thukela River. I see what they are saying and all but I don’t know who. I just don’t
know who.

Ntokozo

Raffles just got here with my parcel. He then splash them with water and they
gasp.

Me: Sanibonani

I say with a smile. They look at me with shock.

Me: Hawu Mrs Zuu… or should I say Khanyisile.

Raffles

This lady here is just hot. I know she is off limits but Ruthless really scored one
here. I see why Tumisho loves her so much.

Lioness: How are you?

Mr Zulu: What do you want?

Her: Ohh. Now you are talking my language.

Mrs Zulu: Please let us go. We will give you everything.

Her: (smirk) I really want to but forgive me, I can’t. see, your daughter messed
with a wrong one.

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Silence

Her: See, she killed my mother… I am sure you know of her Khanyisile… your
designer, remember?

Mrs Zulu looks down.

Lioness: Or should I say the woman you ordered your daughter Zinhle to kill?

She looks up in a flash with fear all over. First time seeing a zulu lady broadcast
fear. Normally these one never do that.

Mrs Zulu: (tearing up) I am sorry… please have mercy.

Lioness: at least you had the chance to beg while Nolwandle didn’t have it.

Silence

Zulu: Please Ntokozo

Lioness: You… you… you the last one to be talking. I mean, you have been
planning to have my head served on a tray.

Silence

Her: You even turned my dad against me.

Silence…

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Her: (clapping her hands) That one, I have to applaud you for. Well done on that
one Andile… but why?

Silence

Her: Just because I didn’t agree to be your wife? I mean, I was young plus I wasn’t
going to do that. you are old, old enough to be my father.

Him: I warned you, Ntokozo. I told you I will make your life a mess for that.

This man is crazy. He is twice her age for crying out loud. This girl is wanted by
everyone… like I don’t blame them though.

Her: This is why man disgust me to the core. Y’all think I am your property… I
swear, I am cursed.

Silence

Lioness: Okay…

She pulls her gun out.

Her: … the talk was very lovely. Thank you but I have to rush now.

The couple fill the room with screams.

Her: Oh don’t worry, the screams I am immune to… I mean, they are the very
same ones that my family sung, along with all those that followed. Zulu
kaMalandela, ngokulandela izikomo zamanye amadoda… wena kaPhunga
noMageba. Nazi izingane zenu.

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She shoots Mrs Zulu first… three times by the thigh, stomach and between her
eyes. the aims are exceptional!!! Mr Zulu is left screaming. She heads to him.

Her: (serious face) S’thuli sikaNdaba

She shoots him by the balls.

Zulu: (screaming in agony) Arrrh!!!

She takes another one by the thigh. The screaming increase. She shoots between
his eyes as the room goes silent.

Her: (looking at them) Mgabadeli owagabadela izinkundla zikabulawayo…

sengiphindile.

She places the gun behind her back and she turns to us.

Her: (carrying her bags) You know what to do.

She then heads out.

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Insert #57

Karabo

Me: (bidding my goodbyes) Sokhulu, ngiyabonga kakhulu ngokungiyala. Ngibonge

kakhulu, Dlamini

Him: (shaking my hand) Kubongwe mina Nkosi yami. Always wear those clothes
Mokoena and the cane should always be with you.

I nod in respect

Him: Ndlel’ anhle

Me: Nisale kahle

I then head out to my car, straight to the banks of the Thukela River. I get there
and I head to the river and I bend down.

#Narrative#

Karabo is by the river banks of uThukela River

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Him: Ndabezitha

Wena kaPhunga noMageba

S’thuli sikaNkomane

Sengibeka indlela kini. Ngibonge ukungibonisa indlela eya ekukhanyeni.

Ngibonge konke. Ngicele ushwele ngalokhu engikwenzile. Igazi ngisazolichitha
lona ingakho ngicela ningaqinisi isandla lapho. Niqhubeke ningiphe amandla
ningilonde njengoba ngizohhola isizwe sikaBaba nesakaKhoza, phansi
kwaMageba. Makwande wena kambambela shoba.

He then gets up and leave. He is wearing blue 8 pocket cargo, white Polo
longsleeve T – Shirt, white Mokoena – Khoza sneakers and he has a blue Langa
royal shoba on his shoulder (Traditional cloth). Mind you, he cut his hair months
back and he now has afro cut hair. He did a tape and fade. He then heads for
Jo’burg as he thinks of his wife.

Ntokozo

I just landed at OR Tambo Airport. It was a long flight but I survived. I request,
straight to my house.

I arrived and I took a shower. I am now on my PJ’s, heading downstairs to the

study. The house is empty. i haven’t announced my arrival to the family. I just
need this night to myself. as I am by the study, I am met by paperwork all over.
Someone was here, looking for something. I pick the papers up and I settle on his
chair. I look at the Mokoena – Khoza brand paperworks. I look at the finance and
everything is going smooth. I check at Bakoena Holdings and it is just a sinking
ship.

I then get working.

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…

Siyasanga

I look at her as she cries. I understand Jessica wronged Ntokozo big time but
dumping MaZulu and Zulu’s body by the door is extreme. This shows a dangerous
woman at hand. Karabo really got a dangerous one. I really was avoiding all this
fighting with Karabo… really. If I was at war with him, I would have attempted to
kill him but I haven’t. and I know for sure he also doesn’t as he hasn’t done
anything because, I know Karabo. If he wanted me dead, I would have long died. I
wonder what’s happening but right now, I am after Tumisho. Us going to the
wedding that day was to kill Tumisho and save Lungile but things retaliated when
Tumisho’s men attacked us. Tumisho is not what…

Vika: This is seriously getting out of hand

I am hugging Jessica tightly.

Vuma: Bhuti asigadle

Me: No

Them: What?!

Me: I said no. this is not Karabo’s doing. Y’all know Karabo better. He would
never.

Silence

Me: Right now, we will go back to SA to bury Zulus.

Silence. I know what I am doing.

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Insert #58

Karabo

Plan was to go straight home but I thought I need a few days to think of
everything. I want to observe in silence. So I will settle for a hotel at Northcliff

#Narrative#

Ntokozo enters at Bakoena Holdings. She is wearing a black waistcoat, black

tailored pants, white Christian Lambourtin heels and a white shirt. She tied her
locs to a high ponytail. As she enters, all eyes are on her. she heads for the
reception.

Receptionist: (on her feet) Mrs Mokoena, greetings.

Her: Morning, can I have all the messages.

Receptionist: But…

Her: (sigh) What’s your name again?

Receptionist: Lerato

Her: (smile) Lerato, I said messages.

Lerato: But ma’am I can’t do…

Her: (serious) Lerato don’t fuck with me. I said hand me the messages now.

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Lerato hands he the messages.

Her: Get all the books to my office in ten minutes and gather the stuff by the
boardroom now.

She then heads for the elevator. When she gets there, she presses the button that
has Karabo’s initial on it. She always questions why the initial are “K.L.P.” The “P”
is the question.

Ntokozo

I get to his office and I feel the tears threatening to fall. It has been 6 months but I
can still smell his cologne. I just exit the office, heading to the boardroom.

Insert #59

Tumisho

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We are currently at the Bakoena Holdings on a board meeting. Tumi, Thabang and
Ora are present. Along with staff members. Well, we all came here as fast as we
can as we heard she is breathing fire. You should have seen how everyone was
running and all squashed in all elevators.

Nto: (serious asf) I would like to thank everyone for making it in such short notice.
As you all know my husband Mr Mokoena has been hospitalized therefore not fit

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to hold the company stable and with my presence for the past six months, I have
noticed a lot.

Silence

Her: I have noticed leaking financial situations. Although I was able to patch it up
with my personal funding, I want the perpetrator.

Silence and tension

Her: (looking at everyone) I hate to be taken for a fool. I will not allow such to
happen under my watch. Maybe it happened under Karabo’s watch but not under
my watch. Changes will be made too. (to the staff) I will not have lazy people on
this ship. Mr Jordan, fix your floor and enforce order.

Mr Jordan: So does this mean people will lose their jobs?

Her: (serious asf) If they are not lazy, then they have nothing to fear. It is do or
die.

Mr Daniels: But Mrs Mokoena people have families to feed.

Her: If they have families to feed, they should work… just as their contracts state…

Silence

Mr Nyathi: What if they threaten to report to the MMC?

Her: They won’t succeed. They read and sgned the contracts, meaning they will
know that it won’t help. We are an independent business. Government have no
say in anything we do.

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Silence

Her: Jackson, regulate the schedules for the trucks and all the shipments. Run
them pass me before any leaves the premises.

Jackson: Crystal Ma’am

Her: Now to the business of today… I will like to announce to you that Bakoena
Holdings will be expanding. Project X Nxumalo was a success and we will be
building additional branches as follows…

Silence

Her: 4 branches at England… 5 at Washington DC… 3 at Germany… 3 at Paris… 2 at

London… 4 at Argentina… 3 at Botswana… 2 at Lesotho…

Silence

Her: 2 at the Comoros at the Moroni.

The clan all turns to her with shock as the members rejoice along with the board.

Her: We also spoke to the King of Eswatini and he approved of us building 4

branches over there so more job opportunities will be created and at the same
time, we rise.

Everyone claps.

Her: That will be all for today. Meeting dismissed.

She then exits first, along with her PA.

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Anyways, I look at Tumi, Ora, Thabang and Wendy and we all share a moment of
shock.

Thabang: (standing very pissed) She is getting on my nerves.

He then leaves angrily. We all follow suit to her office.

Insert #60

Oratile

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We are at Karabo’s office with Ntokozo seated on his chair. I must say, it suits her
shame. Ntokozo… I won’t say she is doing well with all of this. She is trying to not
show her weakness but who wouldn’t be exhausted by all of this. Imagine, you
husband is in Coma, your kids are away, you have to run your company, your
husband’s company, have courts to attend, take note of your husband’s clothing
line and the shops. On top of all that, you have to be there for the entire family.
well, I know part of it as I am now in charge of Thapelo’s company (T.Mokoena
Inc).

Thabang: (furious) What the fuck Mabakoena? Comoros?!

She just carries on doing some paperwork.

Thabang: (raising his voice) You really had to just finish us all!!! you know very
well that we were banned from that country marn!!! Hence you went there
without any of us!!!

She carries on…

Thabang: (banging the desk) Ngikhuluma nawe marn!!!

We all startle and he now has Ntokozo’s full attention. She stands up and walks
around the table, standing right next to Thabang.

Thabang: Are you deaf?! I asked you if…

Fuck.

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Thabang

A piercing pain across my face hits me, causing me to lean backwards. I raise my
head to face her and another one hits me across the other side of my face. I am
now holding both my cheeks, in horror. She has never hit me before. She has
never done it to me, instead she has always been the one to protect me from
Karabo every time he attempted to do so.

Her: Don’t ever raise your voice at me, Thabang Mokoena.

She is calm but you could see the rage in her eyes.

Her: Are we clear?

I just look at her.

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Insert #61

Tumi

Thabang receives two more slaps across his face. He tries balancing himself but
the last one landed him down. The shock on his face!!!

Nto: Are we clear Thabang?

Thabang: (nodding numerous time) yes.

Nto: You will not tell me what to do. I know what I am doing. I am doing it for you,
Karabo… everyone. You will not dictate me, not now… not ever.

Silence

Her: Next time you talk to me, remember your place. Ungazokhuluma name
ngathi ngiyingane… ngizokulimaza mina… I will fucked up bash you until you learn
to stick to your lane. It applies to every one of you.

The door swings open and Thando enters.

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Ntokozo: (looking at him) Ungazotheleka la ngathi useshibhoshi… get the fuck out
and knock.

Thando: what?

Her: Did I stutter?

Him: You must be joking

Her: Do I look like the ring leader of a circus?

Silence

Her: (pointing him to the door while looking down) Huks

Thando gets out then knocks.

Nto: Enter

He then enters, defeated. I really want to laugh. Thando walks towards the couch
I am seated on and he joins me, looking at Thabang who is on the floor.

Her: (To Thabang) Don’t fuck with me… kea le bona leng pepetsa tota.

➢ (I see y’all test me way too much.)

She walks to the other side of the desk and she looks through the glass window,
looking at the spectacular view.

Her: I dare yall to pull the stunt you pulled today and I will not show mercy no get
the hell out of my office.

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Is she serious?

Her: 5… 4… 3… 2…

We all get up and leave. She is really trying. I understand her pain and burden but
how will we help her if she shuts us out like this? if only y’all saw how she was on
her mother and brother’s funeral. She was dead!!! A part of her died with them
and only Karabo can revive that part to be honest. The part that broke me the
most was when she had to always act like everything was perfect to the kids…
yeses, this woman in there is really strong boh. Our hope is in Karabo now. I really
miss my brother.

Even now, she came back from the Comoros and I swear, she didn’t inform us and
it has been six months.

Insert #62

Six months ago

Ntokozo

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It is around 3am and I am by the study yet again, busy doing damage control. I
just can’t help but remember the first time I met Jessica. I knew she was going to
be my enemy, my guides never lie. The first time I bumped into herby the Woolies
market at Durban, she was with a little girl and I was with Lina. That time I went
home with Lina as she didn’t let me stay the enter holidays alone. so we went to
Durban, at her parent’s house. That is how I ended up being asked by her father
to be his second wife. Imagine? Who in their sane mind just come to you out of
nowhere, get down on my knee and ask a stranger to be their wife?! Some people
are crazy. That is also where I met MaHlubi Twala as he was pestering me around.
I was happy when I went back to Johannesburg and extremely happy when I got
the job at Zara, just to find out he worked there. I lowkey wanted to die so bad!!!
After rejecting him, I lost the job… just to find out that he is the owner of Zara
clothing brand. I tell you, I lowkey had a fucked up life… well, still have it.

Ohh did I tell you about the stalker I had at KZN?! Well, he would send gifts with
letter on how I looked in what I was wearing everyday and how I collapsed as I got
flowers from him that triggered my allergy?! YoH, KZN brought nothing but misery
to me!!!

I then get a knock by the door.

Me: In

It is Sandra, my helper. She is aound her late 40s.

Me: (smiling) Mah…

Her: (smiling) MaMokoena, I have a parcel for you. I was delivered right now by
the door.

Me: At 3? Ain’t you supposed to be asleep mah?

Her: I woke up for some water and coincidentally delivery man.

Me: ohh okay then. Let’s see here.

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I then open the big box. It is big but very ligh weight. As I reach for the gift, I feel
my noise itch, real bad.

Me: (panicking) Mah, take them out…

She looks at me confused

Me: (trying to breath through my mouth) call Tshepo in by the gate.

Her: (panicking) okay… okay…

I feel my breathing passage close up.

Me: (screaming out of breath) Mah, take the flowers out!!! (Breathing heavily
with tears streaming down) Please!!!!!

She is also crying now. She really hates seeing me suffer. But right now I need her
to do what I say… I then have no air to breath and I black out.

Oratile

We are all at Midrand Hospital, waiting for the doctor to attend us. We have been
waiting since 3h30 and it is now 7h09. Lungile is not here as she is at Eastern Cape
with the kids but it is funny how Tumisho is here as he was supposed to be with
his wife.

Thando: Kanti what’s taking them so long?

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The doctor then appears.

Her: Mrs Mokoena

We all rush to her

Her: sorry to address the queen like that.

We nod

Her: she is okay. She had a terrible allergy reaction. But she is fine… rest assure

We sigh in relief

Wendy: can we see her?

Doc: not now. She is still sedated as she was having it hard to breathe.

Me: when can we see here then?

Her: I suggest you go home and rest for now. We will inform you if anything
happens. I will have to keep her here for a day or two…

She then leaves. Who would do this to her? I mean, only us know about this
allergy. I think I have to go to her house to check this out.

Ntokozo

I open my eyes and I am blinded by lights. I look aabove me and I see a machine. I
look at my hand and I have drip on… along with the BP pump thingy and by my

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mouth and nose, I have an oxygen mask. I close my eyes for a while as tears just
fall off. I really am having it hard and worse, I miss Karabo. I really need him with
me right now. I miss my dimes too… so dearly. When I get out of here, I am
headed to Botswana to visit them. I can’t let them stay here as I see danger.
Those flowers just confirmed my suspicions.

As I open my eyes, I am met by shock.

Me: (crying) Karabo?

He just wipes my tears then looks at me. He looks so broken but it can’t be him.
This one did a cut and he has afro dead hair. He then wears his cap… the one I had
with me all the time and he leaves …

Me: Karabo? Karabo?! Kara…

He then exit the room, leaving me crying. Maybe I was dreaming or maybe I was
just imagining it as I have been thinking of him a lot lately.

Karabo

I then get in my car. I came here as fast as I could. I heard from the buds I had
planted by the house that she wasn’t okay. I just wonder who did this. Funny
thing is that only the family knows about this allergy of hers. Only the Dladlas and
the Mokoenas know… not even the kids know about it. This seems like a thing in
this family… I need to go check that delivery.

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Insert #63

Oratile

I am by Ntokozo’s house. As I enter, I am met by Karabo’s cologne… I call out got

MaSandra but no respond. She must be by the pool house or the playroom house
or by the lake. Yes, the back yard of this house has a lake.

As I get in the study, I am met by a mess. The flowers are still here. I look through
but nothing. But I do sense a heavy aura or presence. It is very strong. I just scan
the flowers using the forensic scanner and I capture finger prints. I then leave.
This should show us the match.

Karabo

That one was close. I look at the house cameras by my phone and I see Oratile
leaving. I then scan the place. This letter reads,

“Hope you love them as they are just like you… wild. They can live in dry arid
areas without water for estimated to 4 – 6 months. But can die in wet damp areas
in minutes. It is not about the flowers, my Wild flower”

- L.K

L.K? Who the fuck is LK?

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…

Oratile

I have found a match to this fingerprint… it leads me to a guy at Soweto…

Lindelani Nhlapho. I need to head down there to find out.

Tumisho

~ CONVO ~

Me: khululeka mama she is okay just kept for observation.

➢ (Don’t worry my love. She is okay just kept for observation)

Her: okay, that is better. I will be staying here for at least 4 months

Me: okay then… I will wait. Ngiyabonga mama

~ END OF CONVO ~

This is not how I imagined my life honestly. I never thought I would have children.
She really changed me, big time. I will forever love her for that… too bad she is far
away from me. But she needs to come back to me so that we can raise all of our
children together and rule together.

Hope she doesn’t take long as I have started acting on my plan into getting us
together. She is my life… my wife. She just doesn’t realise how much I love her. I
just knew the day I pointed that gun at her that she is mine… the night we had
that conversation too. She was always mine.

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Insert #64

Ntokozo

I am finally discharged after 3 full days. I am just glad I am heading home… and
when I say home, I mean Botswana. I am using road transport. I couldn’t find a
flight to Botswana plus I didn’t want to use the jet.

I am by the stop just to refill the tank. I am done. As I head to the car, I see a
woman my age group with a man around Sihle’s age group, laughing and chatting.

Woman: (laughing) Nah bro, you just need to get rid of that mice fear of yours.

Man: Weeh Natasha, it is not that easy considering the fact that you use it against
me everytime.

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They walk to their car. I get in mine and I just stare into space, remembering
everything

Flashcard

Him: (screaming) Ahhhgh!!!!! Ntokozo vula la!!!!! Maaaaa!!!!

This was years back when Sihle was locked in a room filled with rats by Ntokozo as
revenge from when they made sure she can’t get medical attention for her period
pains.

Namhla: (laughing) Hayibo… yakhala kangaka indoda yam… uyenzani Ntokozo

➢ (Hayibo… why is my man crying so loud??? What are you doing to him?)

I just look at her, roll my eyes and turn my attention to the Rat-Phobic child of
Dladla. This girl just gives me chills.

Mom: They put rats in there and Hle is afraid of rats…

They then all laugh… along with his friend.

Sihle: (screaming ) Haa shit!!!!! Bekah leli likhulu njani!!! Ntokozo vula!!!!

➢ (Oh shit!!! Look at how big this one is!!! Ntokozo, open up!!!)

Me: do you remember now?

Him: Yah!!!!

Me: let’s just make sure… what did you do?

Him: hayi fok!!!! Vulani!!!! AHHHHHHH!!! WeMa!!!!!!

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Me: oops Wrong answer…We then heard foot steps from the room… big steps…
Thando is on the floor, cry

Laughing. Namhla is literally on her knees and his friends … others have tears,
Others are holding their stomachs and others are on the floor. Dad is just
Chuckling…

Mom: (Laughing) Mvuleleni uzofa uvalo!!!

➢ (Open up already… he will die of fear!!!)

Me: let’s negotiate… I let you out if only you give me 20 000rands…

Him: uyahlanya!!!!

➢ (you are insane!!!)

Me: I guess you are enjoying it in there kerh… maybe a night will do nje

Him: okay fine!!!! Deal

Me: put it on your relationship with Namhla and on your precious car

Him: I swear on my relationship with Namhla and the car…

Me: and I hope you are not bluffing coz I will burn your car Sihle

Him: yess! Now open!!

I signal Thando to open and Sihle runs out and closes the door and leans on it. He
is breathing heavily and he then looks at me

End of flashcard

#Narrative#

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Tears stream down Ntokozo’s cheeks in pools. She punched the starring wheel
multiple times before retiring her head on it.

Meanwhile Karabo is watching this scene on his laptop as she had installed
cameras on Ntokozo’s cars too. His jaw tightens as he hates seeing his wife hurt.

His hands form fists. He gets up, trying to think but he ends up throwing the
whiskey glass across the room. He then picks up his phone, set it on private
number then calls Ntokozo while looking at her on the laptop.

Karabo

I look at her, wiping her tears as her phone rings. She then picks it up

~ CONVO ~

Her: MaMokoena, hello?

I go silent as I smile to myself at the sound of her voice. The fact that she sounds
okay while she is wiping her tears that are still fall even now.

Her: Hello?

Me:

She then drops the call. Just how I know her. She then starts her car and leaves. I
just settle on my chair, worried. She is not at good state of driving right now. Her
phone rings. She connects it on Bluetooth…

~ CONVO~

Her: MaMokoena, hello?

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“Mei Skat”

Her: Ora.

Ora: Hope you good. Do you know anyone by Lindelani Nhlapho?

Her: Lindelani Nhlapho?

Ora: yes from Soweto

Her: Nah, I don’t.

She pulls the car aside

Ora: I think he is the one behind those flowers.

Her: what?!

Me: What?!

Ora: his fingerprints were all over those flowers.

Her: get him and…

Ora: Problem is he is dead. He was found dead last night.

Her: okay…

~END OF CONVO ~

Lindelani Nhlapho? How is hile connected to this? I close my laptop and make a
phone call.

~CONVO~

Me: Listen, I need you ntwana.

Him: No problem mfethu. Vele Mina angizingeni ezenu zokulwa.

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 ➢ (Obviously, I am not involved in your wars)

Me: Thank you so much

Him: No need. You will always be my brother Paaka

Me: (laughing) Voestek Vika

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Insert #65

Vika

Me: what do you need?

Him: I need you to get me everything on Lindelani Nhlapho.

Me: Class logs? Emails?

Him: everything… even the name of his cat or dog

Me: (chuckling) that will cost you.

Him: awu what happened to brothers?

Me: business and pleasure…

My phone rings. I look at it

“K Mokoena>|| R750 000 deposited to acc no. 510 xxx xxx xxx x01”

The fuck!!!

Him: that should cover the cost then

Me: awuu Mokoena

Him: don’t tell anyone about this nor me being around

Me: no problem Bhuti.

~ END OF CONVO~

Karabo and I have been in touch since. I seem to be the only one to believe his
innocence. I really believe that he knows nothing.

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Londi: baby

Me: ndlovukazi yam

➢ (My queen)

Her: (blushing) what do you want to eat for lunch?

Me: (smirk) are you also on the menu?

Her: (laughing) Cha na. NgiSerious la Vika

➢ (No. I am serious Vika)

Me: okay kerh, I will have uphuthu namasi

Her: (smiling) just as I thought.

She kisses my lips then head to the kitchen. I really love this woman. She is just
my number one priority… not even my family comes first when it comes to her.
Hence I married her.

Ntokozo

“mama!!!”

Onalerona runs to me as I get on my knees with my arms wide open. She then
throws herself on my arms. I hug her so tight. Larona runs toward me too, he also
throws himself on me. Wawa runs too… he throws himself too and I catch him
with my one arm. I hug all three of them at once so tight. Tears just stream down
my eyes involuntarily. I really missed them.

They pull away.

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Ona: Mama, why are you crying?

Wawa: these are tears of joy

I nod smiling. Tears still fall. Wawa just hugs me tight alone. He has grown to look
like his father more these days. I just cry in his embrace. Larona holds my hand in
reassurance. I wonder if he knows that he is doing it. He tames to do it without
knowing. Ona holds on to Lala. Ntate stands by the door, looking at us.

Me: (pulling away just laughing) I’m okay babies. I was just missed you so much.

Lala: we missed you too

Ona: big time

Wawa: just a little

Lala: talk about the one that was crying last night.

Wawa: me?

Ona: yes… Grandpa had to even put you to sleep.

They argue as I just hug Wawa tight. He then cries in my embrace. He really
missed me. He then bites my shoulder. I just stomach it. Well, they love biting me
when they are crying. The two stop arguing as they see how pained their brother
is.

Me: (still hugging Wawa) I am never living again nana. Trust me. I will forever be
by your side. No matter what.

Silence

Him: (snobs) ngiyakuthanda yezwa mama

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 ➢ (I love you mama.

That just reminded me of Karabo… how he used to say “Ngiyakuthanda yezwa

mama?”

Me: (hugging him tighter) uthanda yimina nhliziyo yami.

➢ (I love you too, my heart)

Ntokozo

We are about to enter the house

Me: kids, go in. I will be there.

They run off. I turn to Ntate

Me: (offering a handshake) Ntate

He just looks at me with pity. My tears threaten and he just opens his arms and
pulls me to him as I cry. I then let it all out as he hugs me tight

Me: (crying) I really miss him, papa

Him: I know my child… I know.

I just cry it all out. I never realised how my life was Karabo’s . He really is my
everything. The past 6 months have been the worst for me without him.

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Karabo

I just downed 3 glasses if whiskey. I really miss Ntokozo, a lot. I just want to up
and go to her but I can’t. I need to guarantee her safety and the kids. I need to
find out who is the danger. I head to the cupboard and I am met by a bottle of red
one… it reminds me of how she loved red wine.

How we used to fight on how she would drink it. How she would hide it in a mug,
thinking I don’t know.

I take out a jug of Olives and I head to the study. I managed to get a copy of my
company’s financial records and trust me, I am shocked to see how great it is
going. I really got a diamond in rhinestones.

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Insert #66

Tumisho

I am by my house, drinking water. I just finished gyming. As I settle by the kitchen

high chairs eating, Mpho heads downstairs. She is the new helper. She is around
her 20s, late to be precise. She has been trying to flirt with me. I just ignore her.
The way this girl is she even made her uniform skirt short, just to impress me.

Her: (heading to the kitchen) Mr Mokoena

Me: (eating) Mpho

I carry on eating while scrolling on my Instagram. I bump into her account. I click
on it and I am met by a photo of her wearing a black bodycon dress that is very
tight to her and very short, revealing her thick thighs. She has a black cap over her
locs. I know this cap very well. She also has those knee length bot heels on, black
ones. She seems to be outdoors and it is at night. That tiny waist and those
thighs… the lower body on its own!!! I love this woman, more than anything in
this world!!!

Bubble of though blurted…

“Sir”

Me: yah?

I look at her as she has her elbows on the counter, popping her chest.

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Her: (wiggling her boobs) I was asking if you want me to do something for you to
eat

Me: (blankly) I am legit eating Mpho.

Her: ohh okay

I turn my attention back to the phone. I look at her followers and she is on 1.7
million followers, only following 17 people. I click on it and I am met by Karabo’s
account. He has three posts. He legit has 3.1 million followers and follows only 16
people.

I am caught by a video he posted of him and Ntokozo. Ntokozo is wearing an olive

green Shoeshoe dress that obtains a cocktail swing dress shape… maxi sort of. She
has white slippers on, along with an olive green Shoeshoe doek. Mind you the
dress is short sleeve. She has a green watch on, along with an anklet and bracelets
next to her Isiphandla. She also has a scarf tied across her upper body. It is tied on
her left shoulder across to her right side, right by the waist.

While Karabo is wearing a white long sleeve t-shirt, black and red scotch tailored
chinos and white ankle length Airforces. He tied his curls to a ponytail here and let
one strand loose.

On the first frame, he laid the Bhinca towel on the ground, one knee on it, holding
Ntokozo’s hand while carrying a big slab of Dark chocolate KitKat on the other
hand. Ntokozo has her hand on her mouth, laughing. A very beautiful sight.

The second frame, we have Karabo’s back facing the camera while he is holding
Ntokozo’s waist. Ntokozo has her hands wrapped around Karabo’s neck, on her
tiptoes. They seem to be kissing.

The last frame is a photo of them in a car. Karabo is by the driver’s seat and
Ntokozo is by the passenger. She has her legs on Karabo’s lap who is holding
them.

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I log out of Instagram and put my phone down.

Mpho: Anything to drink?

Me: (getting up) I’m good

I then head upstairs to my room, thinking. She just keeps popping on my mind.
How does one have so much effect on you when they are…

Me: what are you doing?

She just gets on her knees, unbucking my sweatpants. She takes out my dude. She
strokes it and she then puts it in her mouth.

Me: Fuck…

She sucks and blow… but this woman keeps popping on my mind. Why?! Why did
I have to fall for her?! Shit!!!

Tumisho

She gets up, gets on top of me. She tries sliding in…

Me: no… I want to see you strip

She smirks. She get off and she starts undressing. She turns and gives me her
back. She slowly undress as I look at her. She removes her skirt then her thong.
She then bends over to pick them up. She has an ass this one… I have to give her
that. She has a big ass and thighs.

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She then knees down next to me on the bed, still giving me her back. She then
start twerking in motions. Fuck!!! I reach for the drawer and I take out a dildo

Me: take… I want to see play with yourself.

She takes it and that is when I see that she has perfect breasts. She places bends
over, making me see her coochie. She has her head on the bed along with her
chest.

She circles the dildo on her entrance then she slides it in.

Her: (moaning) Mmh…

She moves it in and out of her. Her pace slowly increases. She moans loudly as she
reaches her orgasm. She is a squirtter and shaker. She carries on.

#Narrative#

Tumisho couldn’t take it anymore. He just inserted himself in Mpho and he

started stroking her, doggy style. Mpho grabs the shits and she smiles to herself.
After all she had always wanted this. Tumisho increases his pace, going for deep
strokes. Mpho’s screams fill the room.

Her: (screaming) Ahh… please… slow… down…

Tumsiho slows down but pulls a devil stunt as he goes for very deep strokes.
Mpho loses her breathe as Tumisho kepts hitting the G – Spot. Tumisho then pulls

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Mpho’s upper body upwards as they both still kneeling on the bed, with Tumisho
at the back of Mpho. Tumisho them fucks her in that position

Mpho: (screaming) Ahh… wait… Mokoena!!!

The pace increase with Tumisho rubbing Mpho’s coochie with his left hand while
the right hand holds her waist. Mpho then shakes drastically as she reaches her
orgasm.

Her: (screaming) Ahhhh fuck!!!! Tumisho!!!!

Tumisho carries on satisfying himself. He is now releasing all his stress. Mpho on
the other hand is drained but still screaming as Tumisho shows no mercy on her.
A

Tumisho then grabs tight on Mpho’s breasts as Mpho screams

Mpho: (exhausted) Fuck!!!!

Mpho fills liquid shoot up her stomach. She is being filled. She then retired on the
bed while shaking. Tumisho strokes her slowly and but rough.

Tumisho: Tell this to a soul

Her: I (pause) won’t (pause) tell (pause) a soul

All these pauses where made because Tumisho kepts stroking her deeply. He then
pulls out, leaving Mpho bursted with cum all over her thighs. Tumisho comes back
with two pills and a bottle of water. He hands Mpho

Mpho: what are these for?

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Him: the tear down there.

She smiles and dirnks it up. Of course, that was a lie. Those were morning after
pills and a sleeping pill. He could afford to lose his battle due to a maid that
wanted his dick.

Insert #67

Karabo

I am by the hotel room, observing the paperwork’s of the brand and Bakoena
Holdings when I get a call. I look at it.

Incoming call: Raffle

~CONVO~

Me:

Him: Ruthless

Me: talk

Him: Thabang is being followed. He is on his way to his house at Parkhurst.

~END OF CONVO~

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I get up, wear my black and white scotch tailored chinos, black long sleeve t-shirt,
black Mokoena – Khoza sneakers and a black cap, covering my eyes. Of course I
have my blue royal cloth on just under the shirt so that it is not visible. I take my
suitcase that has my guns and I hear for my car. Yes, I bought a new car, nothing
much, just a Golf 7 GTI with a Manhart interior.

#Narrative#

Thabang parks the car and got out. He opens the back door to take the eggs he
bought. As he lifts his head, he see a car pull over by his driveway, just by the
gate. Two men got out the car with guns, aiming at Thabang.

He then dives in the car and takes out his 9mm gun as the men fire at him. He
shoots back while taking cover. More men got off the van, heading his way. He
then meets them halfway, shooting. One gets to close to him. He punched the guy
while shielding himself with him. The men keep firing but the bullets are hitting
the men Thabang is using to shield himself. Thabang fires at the men, killing four
of them.

He opens the sliding door, throwing the man aside. He goes in the house, heading
for his room. As he was about to get in his room, a shot to his thigh makes him
roar in agony. Some of the men hide in fear, thinking it is a lion or a beast. He
carries on walking to his room, surpassing the pain. He gets to his side drawer and
he changes the gun magazine, installing a full bullet one.

He stands still, facing the door and being cautious of the sliding door too. Men
appear and he shoots at them, pilling the dead bodies by the entrances. The gun
sounds die out.

Thabang
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I am in my room on the floor, surpassing the pain.

Voice: Ayife le nja

➢ (This dog must die)

The man then appears but quickly hides himself.

Man: Thabang, ngikukhuzile ngathi ipha uTrevor what he wants.

➢ (Thabang, I warned you and I told you to give Trevor what he wants)

Silence

Man: you know, we would have done this better and simple but you just had to
be stubborn

Me: voestek, I am not going to do that

He then comes in, pointing his gun at me

Him: (grinning) then you will die

Me: rather I die on my feet than kneeling for bastard.

I am looking up at him as he is pointing his gun at me.

Him: I have always wanted to kill a Mokoena

Me: (smirk) you will never

Him: time’s up… ungikhonzele uDevil

➢ (… Greet the devil for me)

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“Yah nja… uthi kufa bani namhlanje?”

➢ ( Yes, you bastard… you saying who is going to die today?)

Wait, he is back?! When? He really has a very good timing… perfect actually. He
has his gun at the back of this bastard’s neck.

#Narrative#

The man slowly gets down on his knees as Karabo has his gun behind the man’s
neck. Thabang has a smirk on his face, seeing the fear on the man’s face.

Man: (stuttering) Ru…Ruth…Ruthless

Karabo: (serious) uthunyelwe ubani la?

➢ (Who sent you here?)

Man: no one

Karabo shots the man’s hand. The room fills with the man’s screams.

Karabo: (clocking the gun) ngizokubuza kogcina. Uthunyelwe ubani?

➢ (Who sent you?)

Man: (crying) no one. I work alone.

Karabo shots the man’s right butt cheek. The man rolls over while screaming.

Karabo: (serious) yeyi yeyi, ubang’ umsindo.

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(Hey hey hey, you making noise)minge man goes mute

Karabo: uzimisele ukuphendula noma…

Silence… Karabo then aims for the balls but is disturbed by the man

Man: (crying) wait wait wait… ngithunywe uMalume Trevor

➢ (… I was sent by my uncle, Trevor)

Karabo: Trevor the drug dealer?

The man nods. Karabo looks at Thabang who now has fear displayed on his face.

Karabo: (to the man) I want you to give this message to your bastard uncle. And
listen very carefully.

The man nods while compressing his cries.

Karabo: Mutshele ukuthi azobhekana nqo nami, ayeke ukuzifihla esidwabeni

sikaNyoko. Thembe uzoba namasende okuyimela lento ayisungulile. What did I
say?

➢ (Tell him to come to me, and stop hiding under his mother’s skirt. Hope you
will have the balls to finish what he started…)
➢

Man: (panting) uthe ngitshele uTa’ncinci kuba azobhekana nawe nqo, ayeke
ukuzifihla esiKirt.i…

➢ (You said I must tell uncle Trevor that he should face you head on, and stop
hiding under mom’s skirt…)

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Karabo kicks the guy right by his face.

Karabo: angishongo lokho. Phinda. Uma uke wageja ngizokuhlaba ngenhlamvu.

➢ (I didn’t say that. Say it again. If you miss this one, I will shoot you.)

Man: (crying) uthe mandixelele uTancinci ukuba azobhekana nawe nqo. Ayeke
ukuzifihla esidwabeni sikaNyoko. Futhi uyathemba uzoba nawo amasende
okumelana nalento ayidungulile.

➢ (You said I must tell uncle to face you head on. He must stop hiding under
his mom’s skirt. And you hope he will have the balls to finish what he
started)

Karabo: Aligcwale umoya ibhantshi.

➢ (Get lost)

The man gets up while in pain.

Karabo: (kicking his ass) Yeyi fokof.

➢ (Piss off)

The man runs out. Karabo turns to Thabang. He helps him up to sit on the bed. He
heads to the sit drawer and pours whiskey for himself and Thabang. They sit
there, drinking the whiskey

Thabang

Me: when did you arrive?

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Him: (playing with his whiskey) Few months back. Probably two days after the
arrival of MaBakoena

Me: 6 months yonke?! So wena you have been gone for 1 year basically

He just sips his whiskey.

Me: and you didn’t tell me?

Him: (looking at me) what are you, my father?

Silence

Me: you changed the look?

Him: yeah.

Me: and you got buffer

Him: (chuckling) admit it. I am the biggest.

Me: Tumisho?

Him: what are you say? Tumisho and I are one. In everything. It I gain, he gains
too. You know

Oh yeah, they were bonded together after discovering of their animals so

whatever he feels, Tumisho feels too. I wonder how Tumisho is not in love with
Ntokozo too.

I am woken up by a sting on my thigh. I scream in agony.

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Him: (getting up) Stop messing with my transportation business. I will fuck you up
Thabang and I mean it. Stop provoking me. Don’t tell anyone about me being
around.

With that said, he left. I am left breathing heavily. He pops up again

Him: And ohh, you really did well today. I’m proud of you, Wokubi. The doc will be
here in a few.

He then leaves. This time I hear his car drive off. This is fucked up. I need to get a
new house.

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Sho, Thabang Mfenyiwokubi Mokoena. I am 31 years of age. I live in Parkhurst,
former military soldier and this is my life.

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…

Insert #68

3 weeks later

Ntokozo

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I am headed to the office, Karabo’s company. I am wearing a red hugging dress
that reaches my ankles and has to side slits on both legs, from the knees. It is long
sleeve and off – shoulder. I accommodated the look with red flat sandals, more
like slides though. I tied a plain red cloth that Madireng gifted me, covering all my
locs and I have an ankle, necklace, bracelets and a red watch on.

As I enter the office door, I am met by a shocked receptionist…

Me: (serious) Emihle, any messages for me?

Her: No ma’am…

I then head to the elevator as I leave her loud self. These days I hardly smile. My
troubles are just weighing hard on me… still no sign of Karabo. Trust me, this era
got to be the hardest for me as the kids are still at Botswana. They now school
that side. I can’t risk it plus I am hardly at home.

Lungile has been there but very distant, like there is a drift between us. Honestly,
I don’t care and that is what makes me more scared. I am no longer afraid of
losing anyone and that is just fucked up.

However, I have been feeling like I am followed or forever watched. I even moved
to the guestroom downstairs. Thando though has been there for me, along with
Tumi and Thabang. Tumisho is just acting strange a lot. He even demands hugs
from me...sometimes he would pop in at the early A.Ms just to talk to me. I would
legit listen to him talk while I dose off... I mean, it is goddamn 2am and you pop I
to talk to me... Men and stupidity!!!! Guess his excuse for always popping in! A
freaken “you are like a mother to me so I am venting to you”. Yeses, I would just
get defeated to the core!!!

Ora has also been around, along with Wendy. Ora even moved in with me, just
like old times. We would legit work, laugh, eat, play, drink wine and drink more
wine. We even go wine tasting every night. Can you believe that we went to a
gala dinner just for wine suggestions?! Crazy I know but worth it!!!

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Anyways, I get to the 21st floor and enter the office. I am met by Ora.

Me: (walking in) woman, I’m dying. Everything is echoing on me.

Her: (getting up) Woman, there is no time to spare. Let’s go get that coffee tuu!!!
Hangover is hitting hard.

She legit grabs me as we head to the elevator, pressing for the 15th floor. It is the
market floor. Yes, this office building has a Woolworths food, food lover’s,
Starbucks, Milky lane, Spur and more. I wonder how this happened but we are
talking about Karabo here.

We head for Starbucks

Ora: hi, can I have a grante coffee

Me: I will have tall iced coffee and your most spiciest sandwich.

Ora(hitting the counter with her head) make them two

Cashier: that will be R106

I take out my phone.

Me: can I scan the QR code.

He turns the screen my way and I scan to pay. He prints the slip and helands it to
me with the widest smile ever. I seriously am cursed with men!!!

Him: Thank you ma’am and have a beautiful day like you

Me: (heading out irritated) thank you.

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We head for Food Lover’s.

Me: (annoyed) I really am started to feel like I was cursed to have men on my ass

Ora: and then?

Me: I am seriously going to murder men.

Her: whuu… wait serial killer Ntokozo

Me: great idea. I should starting believing in serial killer theories and be one

Her: hhebana

Me: pray your brother comes back or I will start killing. Starting with that guy
from Starbucks

Her: (looking at me) hhebana kanti…

Me: time Oratile

We buy at Food lover’s. Nothing much, just Monster energy drinks and water.
Along with flaming hot Doritos… three of them. We collect our order at Starbucks
then we head to my office.

Her: (getting off the elevator) manje you going to kill him?

I look at her as I bite my sandwich. She opens the door and his cologne hits my
nose, sharply. I then see a figure seated by his chair, look through the window. I
take out my gun from under my dress, just by the thighs. Ora is just holding the
things we bought. I have my sandwich by my right hand. To be honest, I am not
left handed just that I use the gun better with my left hand.

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Gun clocking sounds from me…

Me: WHO ARE YOU?

“Mrs Mokoena, you no longer remember me” the voice is deep, even his chuckles
are deep.

The chair turns around. Tears threaten… my gun drops to the ground.

Him: (standing up while having a scepter in hand) Mabakoena

Oratile is as shock as I am. She just heads to him as he gets up and they hug. His
eyes are glued to me.

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Insert #69

Ntokozo

The scepter he is carrying is definitely from royal but I have never seen this kind. It
is royal blue with a big diamond stone, balanced by pure gold metal with royal
blue gems around it. On top of the big diamod stone is a big royal blue gem,
secured by gold.

Yena he is wearing black and white scotch tailored chinos, black long sleeve t-shirt
that is revealing his muscles and chest. He is more buffer than before. He has
white AirForces on, ankle length. He cut his hair. It is those tape and fade cuts
with his hair being 4c type. He has a black traditional cloth hanging on his
shoulder, left one to be specific. It is a royal cloth by the way.

Ora: (pulling away from him) when did you get back?

Him: (smiling down at her) not long ago

Her: (tearing up) I really missed you Abhuti

He just engulf her in a tight hug.

Him: I am no longer leaving. Not without y’all.

I am still standing there. I can’t even move. I feel trapped or stuck.

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Ora: (looking at him) you even grew some inches

Him: (chuckling) mxa marn.

That chuckle is deep hle. But Ora is right, he has grown taller. They both turn to
me. He is just smiling at me. My emotions just shut down.

Ora: hawu mei Skat.

Him: MaBakoena

I just can’t. I head for the door as Ora calls for my name. I throw the sandwich in
the bin by the door and I head out to the elevator. I press for basement parking. I
get there and I head for my car. But as I open the door, someone shuts it close. I
feel his aura and presence but it is more heavy. I feel very intimidated, trust me, I
feel small.

Him: MaBakoena

Tears just fall down as I am still facing the car. Tears just fall. I try pushing them
away but they just keep falling.

Him: Cela ungibheke

➢ (Please look at me)

I can’t bring myself to do that. I am angry but at the same time hurt. The event of
him strangling me by the hospital keeps flashing back. What if he does it again?
He wasn’t there for me for a whole year. No communication or what. I had to do
everything on my own.

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I had to juggle my own company, his company, his clothing brand, this family, the
kids, the Comoros incident, myself and everything else alone. When I needed him,
he wasn’t there. But he promised to forever be with me.

Him: Please don’t say that. If I could come back, I would but I couldn’t . Please
don’t say that. You know I always stick to my commitments

Me: (turning to look at him fast) but you couldn’t keep this one

Silence

Me: (tearing up) I did everything alone. You were not ther Karabo. You are never
there

He is just looking at me

Me: (crying) I buried my mom alone. I buried Sihle alone. I had to pull it together
for the kids, for Ora, for Thando… for everyone. Ask them when last did they see
me cry. I broke down alone. I was alone. I had to take the kids to Botswana…
know how hard that it? Taking your kids away from you ‘cause they were a
constant reminder of the one you loved? Do you know?

Him: (trying to touch me) mama…

Me: (pulling away) No Karabo… do you know how hard it was to always make up
stories of why daddy was not around? Even for their birthday? Do you know?

He tries holding me but I keep fighting him off. He is not giving up too

Me: (crying) I had to be there for everyone… worse with a smile on my face. I had
to fucked be there for everyone but who was there for me?!

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He holds me tight while I punch his chest

Me: (crying) no one was there for me!!! No one Karabo!!! Bengikudzinga Karabo.
Bengifuna lusito lwakho, bengifuna kwati kutzi unami nah. Bengifuna kubona
futhzi. Koda bowungekho!!!

➢ (… I needed you Karabo. I wanted your help, I wanted to know that you are
with me. I wanted to see you but you were not there!!!!)

He finally managers to hold me down as I cry on his chest. Honestly, I needed him.
More than ever. Unexpectedly, I land on my knees crying with him holding me to
his chest. We are both on our knees. I really needed him, a lot!!!

Insert #70

Karabo

It hurts me to see her like this. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy for her. I don’t
know how many times I have seen her breakdown on the cameras. I really wanted
to go there but I couldn’t. I couldn’t risk her life like that.

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She has cried so many time to the point where she has seconds to change from
crying to all smiles just so the family couldn’t see her. She has been through a lot.

We are by the parking lot by the basement, seating down. She is in my arms. She
has calm down though.

Me: I really am sorry mama, for not being there with you. Trust me, I really
wanted to but I couldn’t due to the ancestors. I couldn’t risk losing you too, nor
the kids. Ngixolele MaMgabadeli. Ngiyashweleza kuwena sthandwa sami.

Silence

Me: (sigh) ngiphiwe izizwe ezimbili, esikaBaba noMama.

➢ (I was gifted two nations… my father’s and mother’s )

She looks up at me shocked.

Me: uMaKhoza akasi owasebukhosini kodwa umkhulu wayesebenza

njengenyanga yasebukhosini bukaZulu. Now he saved the king from being
devoured by the jaglion. The king never had any children as he never married now
Thapelo was supposed to rule izizwe sikaNdabezitha but he was blinded by the
Mokoena throne. Now since I killed him, they gave it to me. Not as a punishment
but Thapelo says it is safe in my hands as I am the only one left honest.

➢ (My mother isn’t from royalty but her grandfather worked as a a seer of the
royal house of Zulu. )

Her: wait, only one honest left?

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Me: the traitor was not Thapelo. Yes he was guilt and taken by the ancestors
because he fought me for the throne and for wanting you. But he was not the one
that sold us out, nor sell me to my fight. He also didn’t kill and rape Boiphelo

Her: Boiphelo?

Me: Boiphelo was my sister. She was a year younger than Ora, the last born of the
family.

Her: MaKhoza’s?

Me: No… Makhoza had Thabang and I only. Remember when we were at
Northcliff hills when I told you about the 2nd wife?

She nods

Me: Thapelo, Tumisho, Oeatile and Boiphelo were her children.

Her: so why did y’all suspect Thapelo?

Me: See, on that night I was out with friends… Siyasanga and his brothers. We
were celebrating my second degree. I went home to the palace and when I got
there, I went to check on Ora and she was okay. I went to check Boiphelo and I
was met by blood all over. The blood was all over her clothes and she was
stabbed by the stomach then the heart. She also had blood by her private area. I
called for help and the family came but Thapelo pointed that I did it. This went on

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for far too long. I was then sentenced to death by being whipped. It happened but
Siyasanga saved me as they made a mess just to get me free.

Her: So that is why you never attack Sanga

I nod.

Me: I owe that man my life. I then was in exile as I flee the palace an Sanga took
me to KZN and his family welcomed me without Andy doubt. Two year pass and
Thabang and Tumisho followed me. They stayed living with us at the Twalas. Trust
me, we never felt like outcasts in that house, even Mr Twala took us as their son.
They knew me, and where I was on the night of Boiphelo murder and they
believed I was innocent. Mostly, the knew how I would never hurt my sisters.
They took us in and MaKhoza was informed about this and they all raised us
together.

Silence

Me: after starting from stretch with Tumi and Sanga, I started Mokoena – Khoza
and I had Mom’s company running, we found out that my dad offered money for
anyone who knew about my whereabouts.

Her: wait, where was Thapelo then?

Me: he stayed behind and married Rethabile

Her: wow

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Me: we believed Thapelo was the one that sold me to dad for that 1 000 000 Pula.

Her: but why?

Me: to increase his chances of getting the throne

Her: wait? How? ‘cause if he wanted to increase the chances of getting the
throne, he would have left you be not found. I mean you are a threat for him
when you are around so I am sure he would have made sure you are never to be
found.

Now I didn’t see that one at all

Her: I don’t think Thapelo was the one that sold you to your dad.

Me: that one I now know. I was able to clear my name with the help of…

Silence

Me: … Jessica

Her: what?

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Me: yeah, Jessica was the one that found out that whoever that molested
Boiphelo was a 99.99% match in DNA.

Her: an you definitely not since you half siblings

Me: don’t say it like that. She was my sister

Her: sorry

Me: I doubted Thabang as he was young. And Tumisho was hardly in the house
but Thapelo had all the fingers since he was the first to arrive after taking a
shower at 3am.

Silence

Me: so that is that.

Her: have you ever thought that Thapelo was innocent to but made an accomplice
to this?

Me: how do?

Her: no like he was very desperate for the throne. Don’t you think someone used
that against him?

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She has a point there

Her: think of it Mokoena. Boiphelo has only two older brothers.

Me: where are you going with this?

Her: who knew your whereabouts that time?

Me: Sanga, Vika, Vuma, Miso, Meso, Twala, MaTwala, MaKhoza, Thabang, Tumi
and Tumisho

Her: how was the bond between Tumisho and Thapelo

I never checked it as they always had bad chills with each other.

Her: funny how he was so determined to killing Thapelo before I even did the
curse.

Silence

Her: I think we need to pay Obakeng a visit.

Me: why?

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Her: an old friend will always remember everything.

This is going far.

Tumsho

I am by Ntokozo’s house, waiting for her. She must be on her way plus I have her
favourites… Burger king mustard Jackie burger meal and a caramel coated ice
cream. Hopefully she eats this. I need her to eat it then everything will be set.

Just as I am seated by the kitchen high chair, the door swings open and he enters
first. When did he get here? I thought he was supposed to be in KZN and why
does his aura feel so strong? It is like he is walking with spirits that protect him…
like the room just filled with people. Trust me, I know this because of Juke. He
can’t handle a crowded place at all and this one is triggering him.

Karabo came back stronger than me, spiritually and how is that? I thought
Madireng said it will weaken him!!!

Me: Karabo?

He just looks at me. No emotions detected. Well, it is hard to read Karabo.

Him: Tumisho

He then smiles offering me a bro bump and I flinch as my chest touches him. It
tightened for a moment.

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Me: (smiling) long time bruh.

Him: (chuckling) yeah

Me: grew a few inches and more Buffy

He laughs and my phone rings… notification bell. I look at it and it is a message

from Trevor.

Me: shit I got to go bro. Greet MaBakoena for me and tell her there is here food. I
have to rush to Lungile.

He nods as I leave. I bump into Ntokozo and trust me, I was list for a moment.

Her: Abhuti

That name. Mxm!!!

Me: Koti. I am on a rush to Lungile but your food is by the counter.

Her: oh thanks

I then left.

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Insert #71

Karabo

Me, entering this house I felt it heavy on me. I knew there and there that
something was off. I was shocked to see Tumisho in here. Usually he gives me
peace but today is just odd. I head to the kitchen but as I get closer to the counter
I itch. I cleanser it with cleaner as MaBakoena takes a bath but still itch. I take the
bag and I itch worse.

I open it and I find the Mustard Jackie burger and the chips but something is off.
The smell is just… it is rotten. I take it to the bin and throw it away. I take the ice
cream, hoping to eat it but I find ants in it. Kanti what’s happening and where did
alm these ants come from? I throw it out too.

Incoming call: Sokhulu

~ CONVO~

Me: Sokhulu

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Him: don’t ignore the warning from abadala

Me: what warning?

Him: follow your gut.

~END OF CONVO~

Ntokozo

I get off the shower, heading to the bedroom. I am met by him seated by the bed.
As I lotion my body,

Me: (turning to him) cela uzonhigcoba umhlane

He smiles, getting up. He takes the lotion and he starts lotioning my body. He
moves his hands to my waist, getting close to me. He is making me feel the guy
down there.

Him: (deep voice) yaz, I really missed you. Like I badly needed you

I smile to myself. His hands then rush to my breasts, cupping them. I laugh and he
starts grabbing them hard.

Me: Haa.ana Karabo. Yabona

➢ (You see)

Him: (chuckling) what?

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Me: you pulling the devil stunt on me

Him: but I did say I need you.

I turn and face him.

Me: Tell me, I didn’t hear you Mokoena.

Him: (looking deep into my eyes) Ngizifuna phakathi kwakho Mama. Ngizifuna
kuwe kuphela

➢ (I want myself inside of you, my love. I want myself buried in you, and you
alone)

I just attack him with a kiss. He response after a while and it gets intense. I must
say, we are really hungry for each other. He then throws me on the bed while
kissing me. He then gently bites my lower lip. Shit!!! That always hits me!

He then kisses my jaw then my neck. He gets to my breasts and he takes one into
his mouth. I bite my lower lip as he gives them a life of their own.

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Insert # 72

Obakeng

I am by my house, drinking coffee with cinnamon sticks. I am by the living room.

Honestly, this house is very quiet right now. Must I tell you on how I miss my
friend dearly? Thapelo was like a brother to me. I regret everything I did honestly.
But I would do anything to fix things between him and I. I am thinking of going to
his house today around the afternoon times.

Door bell rings…

I head to open it and I am shocked by what I see. She is wearing a Nude long
sleeve hugging short dress. It reveals her thigh caramel thighs. She has nude Dior
stilettos on and she tied her locs to a low messy bun. She accommodated the look
with a white watch, a 3 layered necklace, an anklet, couple of bracelets on each

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hand and a nude handbag. I see her wedding ring is still on, meaning she is still
married to Karabo.

Her: (serious) if I were you, I would tighten the security system here.

I snap out

Me: (stuttering) uhm… I… hi

Her: hi Obakeng. Can we talk?

Yeses this woman is just so hypnotizing.

Me: (making way for her to pass) yeah… sure… come in.

She walks in after flashing a half smile at me. I follow her and she settle for the
dining table. I sit too.

Me: what do I owe this visit ‘cause last I check, we were in bad terms

Her: don’t worry… we still are in bad terms. I just want to know something about
Thapelo.

Me: why don’t you ask him?

Her: Thapelo passed on, Obakeng.

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Me: (sitting up in shock) eng? Jwang?

Her: internal bleeding by the palace. It has been two years now.

Wow, I can’t believe this.

Her: Obakeng, I found out that Thapelo didn’t attempt to murder Karabo. I got it
recently. Turns out the one hunting for his blood is still alive

Me: The Twalas

Her: No, the Twalas were the ones that have been trying to protect us.

Me: how when they always attacking?

She looks at me

Me: no… don’t tell me that.

Her: unfortunately, it is

Me: the traitor is in the family?

She nods

Me: damnit.

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Her: I also know that Thapelo isn’t the one that raped and killed Boiphelo

Me: I knew that.

Her: (confused) you knew?

Me: yeah… I was with Thapelo that night. We came back around three in the
morning and he hit the shower immediately as he has girly perfume on him. He
didn’t want his father thinking he was cheating on Rethabile

She goes silent

Her: then why didn’t he say it was Karabo?

Me: haii that one is also a mystery to me. I really was shocked when I heard him
say that. I think it was him, seeing a spot into having the throne.

Her: fuck…

Silence

Her: look Obaki, I need you to help me. I need to find this person so that they pay
for all of this.

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Me: for Thapelo, I will do it.

Her: Thank you.

I nod.

Me: can I offer you anything to drink?

Her: (getting up) no need… I am rushing to a meeting. I was just stopping by.

Me: (getting up too) okay then. Will be in touch.

We shake hands and she walks out. Yeses, I know see why these people where
fighting over her.

Sho, I am Obakeng Pule. I am 40 years. I am an economist and owner of Virgin

Active, the gym company.

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Insert #73

Jessica

I have buried my parents and all is done. I was taken out traditional off the grief
period yesterday. I just need to meet with this person today. I dial her number
after gathering a lot of strength. She answers on the fourth ring…

~CONVO~

“MaMokoena, hello?”

I jam… my mouth dries up instantly. That is how much I fear this woman.

Ntokozo

I am looking at this call. I know it is her. I want her to talk.

~CONVO~

Me: Hello?

Silence

Me: Jessica, I have a very tight schedule. Talk.

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Her: (clearing throat) uhm… hi

Me: hey

Her: can we meet by any chance today?

Me:

Her: of course in a public place. If it makes you comfortable, you can choose the
place.

Me: no need. What time?

Her: can we do 16h30 today?

Me: okay. Send me the details of the venue.

Her: thank you. Have a nice…

I just hung up. I don’t need this from her. Not now, not ever. I just carry on with
my work.

Insert # 74

Jessica

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I am at MorningSide, waiting for Ntokozo. I have been here from 16h00 and It is
now 17h40 and she still hasn’t arrived. I think I was just wasting my time doing
this. What was I thinking though? As I attempt to leave…

“Apologies. Traffic congestion plus the last minute meetings. You know.”

She then settles for a seat opposite me. I sit too. She looks gorgeous. You
wouldn’t say she has children. Even the face says she is young. For sure she is 3
years younger than me.

Me: thank you for making it.

Her: (half smile) no problem.

The waiter comes our way.

Him: (smiling) greetings ladies. Theo to your service. Can I get you anything?

I look at Ntokozo.

Her: (smiling) I will have a glass of 2014 67 imzizu 4G wine and a small bowl of
blackberries please.

Wait, exactly what I wanted to order!!! I give it to her… the taste!!!

Theo: and you ma’am?

Me: (smiling) same at the lady.

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Theo: (jotting it down) coming right up… wait, if you don’t mind me asking. Are
you guys twins?

We look at each other and we laugh it off. I realise she doesn’t smile or laugh a
lot. She has limits.

Me: no, Theo.

Him: oh just that the resemblance can’t be missed.

We smile as he walks away.

Me: hope you are good. I actually called you here to discuss business

She is serious again

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Insert # 75

Lungile

I have been at Eastern Cape eversince birth. I honestly don’t enjoying being here.
But I really can’t face Tumisho right now, nor Ntokozo. I really don’t have the
strength.

But I also don’t understand why I am angry at Ntokozo when she knows nothing
about this. I really don’t know but I can’t stomach the fact that this man fucken
loves her. I mean, what is it that she has that I don’t? I even gave him his heirs,
hoping it will trap him but nothing. Instead, he is still going on with this Ntokozo
theory. He is not backing up at all.

He even said to me “if I can’t have her, no one will” can you imagine!!! After
making me stand by the aisle, the village proposal, the lobola… he has the
audacity to say that to me!!! I mean, she is his brother’s wife for crying out loud!!!

Fuck!

My phone rings, disturbing my thoughts…

Incoming call: Private number

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~ CONVO~

Me: hello?

Him: I need you to report

Me: I am not in the province

Him:

Me: I’m in Eastern Cape with my newborn babies

Him: fuck, guess I will have to ask Lioness…

~END OF CONVO~

Ntokozo

It is around 23h30 and I just took a shower. I just finished dressing. I am wearing
black balloon cargo, black long sleeve t-shirt tuck in style, black ankle length Nike

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Air force and a black cap over my frontal. I took my car keys and my phone and I
head downstairs

As I am heading downstairs, my phone rings…

Incoming call: Private number

~CONVO~

Me: sho

“Need your help.”

Me: Name?

“Xolwa Ngonyama”

Me: 2nd born of the Ngonyamas?

“Yes”

Me: what am I going to do exactly?

“Warning”

Me: location?

“Secrets”

Me: in Town

“Yes”

Me: how long do I have?

“I will send you everything

~END OF CONVO~

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I then head for the door.

“Going somewhere?”

Me: I have an errand to run. Don’t wait for me.

Tumi: hawu… so late

Me: errands never run late Tumi.

I look at Karabo and he is just blank. He is looking at me with no emotions. I just

roll my eyes and head out. I don’t have time for him, at all. I head for the Audi R8
V10.

Ntokozo

I am by the old abandoned building three blocks away from the Secrets. Must I
tell you that Secrets is a Sex club owned by the Ngonyamas. Ngonyamas is a mafia
family with high position in the parliament. I have met one of the Ngonyama
Brother in a Gala dinner while I was a plus one for Karabo three years after giving
birth to the triplets.

And must I add on how arrogant they are? Especially that Geja Ngonyama. He is
the 4TH born of the 7 of them. He is so arrogant and he thinks everything and
everyone belongs to him.

Anyways, let me put my emotions aside. This job requires zero emotions in it.

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…

Ntokozo

I am by the 8th floor if the building, by the window. I am done assembly my M24
sniffer raffle. I am scanning the club using my scope. A car then pulls over. As it
pulls over, the driver’s door opens and Mkhuseli exit. It is the 1st born of the
Ngonyamas. The door behind the driver’s open too and Mhlaseli exit… the 3rd
born of the Ngonyamas. The passenger door swings open and Geja exit… the 4th
born. Then the door behind the passenger opens and ahhh… my target has
arrived.

As they are still standing together discussing something, I assembly the scope to
the raffle and I take a shot.

#Narrative#

After taking the shot straight to Xolwa’s shoulder, she starts disconnecting the
raffle while counting.

Her: (disconnecting the raffle) 20… 19… 18… 17… 16…

She then packs it

Her: 15… 14…

She then ups and heads for the stairs.

Her: (runninh down the stairs) 13… 12… 11… 10… 9…

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She has reached the ground floor, heading out the building.

Her: 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3…

She enters her car and looks at her wrist watch.

Her: 2… 1…

She then start her car and she drives off while glancing at the rear view mirror.
She then makes a call and the person answers at the third ring…

~CONVO~

“who is talking?”

Her: Leo two zero zero six eleven

Silence

“Report to your father immediately

Her: (slowing down the car) what?

“Report to Costa before 1am”

Her: why?

“His orders”

She hung up the phone. She sigh, pull over by the side of the road and calls her
father. He answers at the first ring…

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~CONVO~

Him: Ndodakazi

Her: I was told to report to you

Him: meet me at Lagos in ten minutes

Her: why should I?

Him: it’s a command

She then drops the line. She looks out the window then she drives, joing the N1,
heading to Standerton.

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Insert #76

Sbusiso Dladla

I am at Standerton by the Lagos Club. I am awaiting Ntokozo.

Twala: are you sure she is going to make it?

Me: very sure.

Ngonyama: I hope so Dladla. I have an emergency at home mina.

Me: khululeka Ngonyama. It won’t even eat that much of your time.

The door swings open. Did she go to that mission on heels? I really raised one.
Can’t help but notice how much she looks like her mother as she grows. She is
wearing black formal pants, black off – shoulder top, tuck in style and black heels.
She tied her hair to a neat low bun.

She then stands right Infront of us. Ohh, I forgot to say, we are upstairs in
Ngonyama’s office at the club.

Her: Gentlemen

Ngonyama: And you are?

Me: this is my daughter, Ntokozo Dladla

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Her: Mokoena

Me: ohh yes… Ntokozo Mokoena

Ngonyama: oh

Me: Ntokozo, this is Ngonyama

Ngonyama gets up and offers Ntokozo a handshake. She shakes it after a while
and Ngonyama kisses the back of her hand.

Me: and this is Twala

Twala: nice to me you, young lady

He also handshakes Ntokozo while smiling at her. She keeps a serious face.

Me: please sit

She sits.

Ngonyama: can I get you anything to drink? Whiskey?

Her: Dry red wine will do.

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Ngonyama gives Trevor the order to get her the drink. She then pops a sweet in
her mouth. I wonder why.

Twala: you remind me of someone. My daughter in-law, Jessica. Have you met
her?

Her: I would appreciate it if we stick to business.

That is a save. I don’t know what would I have said.

Me: Back to serious business…

Trevor then heads back with a glass and a bottle of red wine. He pours it on the
glass and heands it to Ntokozo with a smile. I wonder why men always get swayed
away by my daughter. I hate it.

Me: Nana, I wanted you to meet the men that made us what we are today.

She looks at me with no reaction.

Me: Ngonyama is offering to give us a piece of his territory.

Her: (circling the glass of wine with her finger) what does Ngonyama want in
return?

Me: (clearing my throat) shares at Mgabadeli Inc.

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Her: The number

Ngonyama: 45% for 15% of the territory…

Her: Why would I take that offer as I own 45% of KZN, 90% of Mpumalanga, 37%
of Western Cape, 80% of Free State and 25% of Gauteng?

Ngonyama: If I offer you 15% of Gauteng, you will have 40%. This means I will
have the 60% and you have the 40%.

Silence

Me: It will also join the two families.

She drinks the wine.

Her: (chuckle) I will not offer you 45% of my company for a lousy 15% of a
territory. Afterall, I am not the one desperate for this.

Me: but…

She raises her hand to silence me. okay, that was… wow.

Ngonyama: what is the offer then?

Her: (sitting up) I offer 18% for that 15%

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Him: what?

Her: it is in your court. I don’t benefit from any of this afterall. Be glad I am even
considering it.

Silence

Her: (getting up) I guess this was a waste of time.

She gulps on the remaining wine and she breaks the glass.

Twala: and then?

Her: sorry about that. now if you would excuse me…

She then heads for the door.

Ngonyama: Okay, deal.

Her: (still facing the door) Pop up by my office in the morning to get the contract.

Silence

Her: Gentlemen.

She then leaves. The atmosphere is very tense.

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Me: Are you seriously going to take the offer?

Him: What other option do I have? I have to secure something for my kids Dladla

Me: But you could just use the technique you always use

Him: It won’t work. I really don’t want to cross paths with your daughter… you
know how crazy she is

Twala: I agree. She is a loaded gun, ready to shot.

Me: Kanti where is Zulu?

Twala: Zulu passed Dladla… it has been a year and counting months now.

Ngonyama and I turn to him shocked.

Ngonyama: (getting up) Hayi, if you would excuse me… I have a family to attend
to. Don’t forget to lock up. I don’t want Misizulu finding out that I use his office.

He then leaves.

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Sbusiso Dladla is the name. I am … of age. I am the owner of Audi, a qualified IT
specialist and a former police officer. But before all that, I am a father to
Thandolwethu and Ntokozo. Let’s share the journey.

Insert #77

Ntokozo

I just arrived at home. I had to change yet again in the car as I got out of this
house dressesd in cargos. I don’t want to send the wrong impression. I also can’t
have Karabo, finding out that I am in touch with Dladla.

As I enter, I am met by him seated by the stairs with a bottle of whiskey and a
glass. I head straight to the wine cellar and pull out a bottle of 2017 67 Imzizu 4G
Dry red wine and a glass of wine. I then head to him and join him by the staircase.
I settle for a step lower than his.

Him: I am sorry.

I just pour myself the wine and I drink it.

Him: I didn’t intend to hit you again. I should have walked away the moment I felt
the edge to do so.

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Silence… I pour another glass and I gulp on it.

Him: (looking at me) Mama

I pour another glass and I just hold it while looking ahead.

Him: MaBakoena

Me: Did you know that I can leave you anytime?

He looks down

Me: (still looking ahead) Has it ever cross you that I could just wake up and decide
that I divorce you?

He looks at me.

Me: (demonstrating with my hands) That I could just go to my office, draft, head
to the court, get a stamp, come back here and serve you papers written “Divorce”
in bold?

I chuckle as he gives me a look of terror.

Me: (looking at him) Has that cross your mind?

Silence

Me: (chuckling) I mean, who in this world would want to stay in an abusive
marriage? Like…

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I chuckle.

Me: … imagine telling the story, “Hi, I am Ntokozo Unyezi Mokoena and I am a
victim of abuse”

Silence

Me: (serious) … let alone being in a marriage whereby ngishaywa every night,
ngithukwe every second and getting death stares in anything I do. Don’t get me
wrong, the stares are a turn on but at the same time, angisazi ukuthi ngimanziswa
ukuthi “yho uyongiGiv.a kamnandi today embhedeni” or “yho uyongiGiv.a
kamnandi ngenqindi ekhaya”

Silence…

Me: (chuckling) do you even know how many bruises I have from yours beatings?
Let’s not even talk about the scars.

Silence

Me: Yabona Karabo…

He looks at me. my tears are already falling.

Me: (chuckling) You have damaged me inside and out. You even broke my arm
last time. Yazi…

I chuckle

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Me: …kubuhlungu ukuthi uthande umuntu bese mele umfundise ukuthi yena
akuthande njani.

➢ (It is painful to love a person and you have to teach them how to love you)

Silence

Me: Kubuhlungu ukuphindaphindana nento eyodwa ngoba lokho sekuyafana

nokuthi uwena isilima

➢ (It’s painful to say one things numerous times ‘cause that shows that you
are the fool)

Silence… I steal a glance at him as I sip my wine. Tears are falling down his cheek.

Me: … Usuyokhala kerh uzibone kuwena umuntu omubi.

➢ (You will cry, feeling like you are the one at fault)

Him: Kodwa…

➢ (But…)

Me: Usuyomncenga ke umchazela izinto ezisobala.

➢ (You will beg them, explain obvious things to them)

Silence

Me: (sipping my wine) Kodwa ke, uzoba usezichathulweni zami kungek’dala.

Kungedala uzobuhlulwa nawukulala ucabanga lamagama.

➢ (But you will be in my shoes one day. One of the days you will even fail to
sleep, think of these very same words)

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Silence… I am trying really hard to stop my tears from fall but lutho.

Me: Uyofisa ukubuyela emuva, amehlo akho esevulekile sekucacile ukuthi

uthando lweqiniso ulishiye emuva.

➢ (You will wish to take back time, you eyes will be wide open and seeing
clearly that you left true love behind)

Silence

Me: (chuckling) Ngelinye ilanga uzongikhumbula sekungekho ukubuyela emuva,

Karabo.

➢ (One day you will remember me, with no turning back)

Silence

Me: (chuckling) Into ebuhlungu kakhulu ukutsi…

➢ (What’s painful is that…)

I pause

Me: … uzophaphama sekungekho ngempela ukubuyela emuva… usunegazi

etandleni takho.

➢ (You will realise all of this when it is too late… just when you have blood on
your hands)

Silence

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Me: (looking ahead) kepha lelogazi… umikati walo uyowatiwa uwena kuphela.

➢ (But that blood… you will be the only one that knows the owner of it)

I gulp on my remaining wine on the glass and I gulp on the one in the bottle,
straight from the bottle.

Me: (smiling at him) Thembe uyazi ukuthi uwenzani, Silo.

➢ (Hope you know what you are doing, King)

I then get up and head downstairs to one of the guestrooms there. I settle for
one. I head to the closet and I find new white PJs. Yes, each and every room has
PJs, slippers, a robe and toiletries.

Let me retire to my sleep.

Karabo

I am still by the staircase. I really didn’t see this one coming because every since I
came back, she has never had the strength to reprimand me whenever I have hit
her. I really hurt me a lot. A part of me is happy that she said something this time
but I am just beating myself up.

I got up and I head to the guestroom she is at. I enter and I see the clothes all
over. I start clearing them and putting them in the washing bin and I head to the
closet, change to PJs and I got in the bed infront of her. I cradle closer to her and I
wrap her arms around me. mind you she is still sleeping.

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As I was about to close my eyes, she pulls me closer to her and cuddles me
tighter. I then lay my head on her breasts while moving my hand in her PJ top,
cupping her breast.

Me: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa, nhliziyo?

I know she doesn’t even he…

Her: Uthandwa yimina Mokoena.

That is music to my ears.

Insert #78

Mkhuseli

We are at Midrand Hospital. Apparently my brother Xolwa was shot. Shit mad on
how 15 men could get one person!!! Just the shooter!!! Mxa.

The doctor then heads our way. We all rush to her.

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Doc: Xolwa Ngonyama

Geja: Yes, it is we

Huh? Uthini ngoku loh? A whole Harvard Graduatee?! Yho!!!

Me: We are the family, Doc.

Her: Your relation sir?

Me: Brother

Her: Oh, we will need the parents, please.

Ngonyama and Rebecca then follow the doctor. Which protocol is this one now? I
then settle for a seat.

Mfihleki: This is really confusing. I mean, since when do they ask for the parents?

Mhlaseli: They do it when there is a serious thing happening.

Geja: Mxm, all they do is waste time.

Misizulu: Manje nithi sizosifumana esisibhanxa esenze lento?

➢ (So are we going to find the person behind this?)

Geja: Ndizomfumana min…

➢ (I will find him mys…)

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Me: Sunxama mfundin’. Shiyani konke lokhu kum’. Ndizakusifumana esisibhanxa
esibe namasende okuwenza lamanyala esenzo. SingoNgonyama thina. Asothuki.

➢ (Don’t rush it, bro. Leave everything to me. I will find this idiot that had the
balls to do this. We are Ngonyamas. We fear nothing)

Geja: but Fuza…

Me: (raising my voice) Ndithe shiya kum.

➢ (I said leave it to me)

Silence

Me: Andizokuziphinda.

➢ (I won’t repeat myself)

Landobukhosi enters, along with Bantu.

Lando: Sorry siLate. Ukuphi umama?

➢ (Sorry we late. Where is mom?)

Mhlaseli: Qha awuqali ukuwenza lamanyala vele. Oko waba nguwena yikho qha
okwazi lokhu kanye nokukhwela amakhwenkhwe wonke owabonayo. SuStress
sisi, sesiyakwazi.

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 ➢ No, it is not the first time you pull this shit stunt of yours. Where since, that
is all you know and fucking every boy you see. Stress less sis, we know you)

Lando just looks down in shame. She has always been this type of person. All she
does is take photos everytime for content and bet with her friends on who she
sleeps with.

She ruined herself when she tried to seduce Mhlaseli. That was the first time in
my life, seeing Mhlaseli beating up someone like that, worse his sister.

Bantu: How is Xolwa?

Geja: We also don’t know

Him: What do you mean you don’t know?

Geja: We don’t know, okay?

He then heads to Misizulu and settles next to him. Well, it is a twinny thing.
Rebacca and Ngonyama head back.

Ngonyama: He was shot on his shoulder, fracturing his shoulder blade. It affected
his nerve system, meaning his nerves got damaged by the bullet. He might not be
able to feel pain again through out his entire body.

Rebecca: Unless he imagines it.

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We all go silent. Okay, now this is not what I anticipated. I just head out. I can’t
stomach this.

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Mkhuseli Mark Ngonyama is the name. I am 40 years and I am the major owner of
all diamond mines in South Africa, a journalist by profession, owner of the Ink and
a bachelor. I live at MorningSide and this is my life

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Insert #79

Ntokozo

It is around 11h34 and I am by the office. it was a tough morning but I am glad I
fixed things with Karabo. Now, I need to play my cards well. The door swings open
and Zandi enters. She is my PA.

Her: A great morning to you ma’am

Me: (smiling) Hey Zandi. You look so… glowing. What’s it?

Her: Ngihlangane neType C yami

➢ (I have met my soulmate)

Me: Weeh, everyday wena uhlangana neType C yakho. Makungasi eRank,

kuseCoffee shop across the road. I still wonder why you never by coffee by the 7th
floor.

➢ (You always see a new soulmate everyday. If it is not at the rank, is it at the
coffee shop across the road. )

Well, yes. I took Karabo’s idea and I converted the 7th floor to a market. I was able
to squeeze in Woolies food, Food lover’s, Clicks for those in need for TOM
toiletries, Wimpy, Starbucks and Milkylane. That is all I could get in that floor.

Her: I need to get out and be seen by real man, not these men in here.

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Me: I see nothing wrong with these men, net nje you slept with majority of them.

Her: And their S game sucked, hey?

We burst into laughter. I really blend with her shame. she is just a free spirit and
she is the first PA t last a more than a year with countable mistakes. She knows
her job yena shame!!!

Her phone then rings…

Her: (to me) You have an “investor” waiting for you in the boardroom.

Me: Argh, can’t you cancel it? I mean, my feet are already swollen and the heels
are not making it easy.

She heads for the storeroom in my office and comes back with slippers. I just hit
my head on the table. She then laughs

Her: (laughing) you are coming out of this office Queen, no excuse.

Me: eish.

I then put on the slippers. They are not my idealistic ones but they can do better
than those heels. They are white very flat slippers, closed by the toes with
diamond geometric pattern.

Her: Come on let’s go. We still have rounds to make to check the office.

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Me: (getting up) Kanti what day is it?

Her: Wednesday

Me: Yho… ufika nini Saturday nkos yam.

➢ (When is Saturday arriving!)

She laughs as we head out.

Me: Please run by Griet to print those papers. I need them now in that meeting.

Her: On it.

We then head for the elevator. As we get off it, we part ways. I head to the
boardroom. As I enter, I am met by Mkhuseli and Mhlaseli.

Me: (having a seat) Greeetings gentlemen.

Silence… Are they really going to play this game with me?

Mhlaseli

I am looking at this woman infront of me. She is beautiful shame, I have to give
her that. Her body!!! She has brackets I noted. She is even dressed simple but it is
unique on her body.

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She is wearing White formal pants. They are tight on her thighs because she has
thick thighs.

She wore them with a white sleeveless tunk top, those ones with straps, white
slippers and she tied her hair to a low neat bun. I noticed a white Rowlex watch…
18 oystersteel and 18 ct gold. She is indeed rich, hey?

Isiphandla I notice too, white one with long fur, a few bracelets on each hand,
necklace and a pair of diamond earrings. You can’t miss the reflecting of the
diamond man.

Anyways, we are all sitting in silence. I wonder why? She is just looking at us.

Mkhuseli: So you are just going to look at us?

Her: Oh so you talk?

Him: Excuse me?

Her: No, I thought you don’t talk or don’t hear at all.

Me: And why is that?

Her: I sent my greetings to y’all and you just kept quiet, looking at me like I am a
ghost or something.

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An eye catching ghost…

Mkhuseli: We were waiting for you to address us.

Her: (sitting back) Last I check, you the one that requested the meeting with me,
not the other way around.

Mkhuseli just looks at me then looks back at her

Him: I thought my father told you about what we will be here for.

Her: (looking at him) I don’t even know your father.

Him: Cut the bullshit.

She chuckles, and I must say, it is cold.

Her: (sitting up) Okay now, you really stepped on my toes.

The atmosphere is tensing up.

Her: See, when I last check, I am doing y’all a favour by doing all of this, let alone
being here. It is was up to me, I wouldn’t even be here right now.

Silence

Her: I will not tolerate disrespect. Yabona Mkhuseli kaBaba…

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 ➢ (… You see, Daddy’s Mkhuseli…)

Hhebana.

Her: … Inyongo angiyisuthi mina. Mangithandile ngingayithela kuwe namanje.

Angisabi mina. Mhlampe uyenzwa ukuthi wonke umuntu, mhlaba wonke
uyakhothama kuwena kodwa mina, angikukhothameli. Uma ula, kukhala esami
isiginci… kuhambwa ngowami ushuni.

➢ (I do not tolerate bullshit. I could just also reciprocte it right now. I don’t
fear you. Maybe you are like this because others, worldwide they fear and
worship you but I, I don’t worship nor fear you. When you are here, we do
things my way or the high way. I run this place.)

She gets up slowly, putting fists on the table. A young lady enters and stops right
by her tracks.

Ntokozo: (looking straight at Mkhuseli) This thing yokuthi “you are the millionaire
son” iphelela kaphandle kwekhampani yami. Don’t make me take away the last
dignity you have left by making you kneel before me…

➢ (… it ends outside my office…)

Silence

Her: … Ngonyama.

She moves back, standing up straight.

Her: Zandi, hand them the paperwork.

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The lady hands us the paperwork and we go through it. After a while, we sign and
hand this Zandi girl the papers.

Ntokozo: (bored) Welcome to Mgabadeli Inc.

Zandi: Hope to see more of you.

We getup and offer them hand shakes. Zandi shakes our hands. As I offer Ntokozo
the handshake, she looks at my hand then at me then she rolls her eyes.

Her: (leaving) You know your way out.

With that said, she is gone. We are left with this Zandi girl, drowling over us. Argh,
Jo’burg girls and loving boys!!! We just head out with Mkhuseli

Me: And then? What was that?

Him: Andazi ndoda. Lantombi inalanto ekuhhehela kuye.

➢ (I don’t know man. That woman has that intimidating aura)

I get what he is saying.

Me: Ekuhhehela kuye, ikatsi likukhuphe ulimi emlomeni nje qha.

➢ (Intimidating my ass. Cat got your tongue)

Him: Mxm, ukuncamisile ukutete nerh?

➢ (You love talking, nerh?)

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Me: Kodwa

➢ (But… )

Him: Ndiyabona

➢ (I see)

Me: Hawu, ikhona na ingxaki xa ndikuncamisile ukuteta?

➢ (Is there a problem if I love talking?)

Him: Hayi, akhonto. Qha xawucamise ukuteta umsuzo guqu.

➢ (Not at all. Unless you like farting with you mouth)

I stop by my tracks.

Him: Kuphuma ilanga, uteta umsuzo. Kutshona ilanga uteta umsuzo. Sizakuthini
pho um’ntu uzithandela ukusuza ngomlomo, etetisa okwekhosikazi! Gra!!!

➢ (Sunrise, you talking shit. Sunset, you talking shit. What can we say when a
person talks shit all the time, talking like a woman?! Does!)

Me: Hahaha unamahlaya bhuti

➢ (Hahaha you have jokes brother)

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Him: Khawuleza mfundini. Ixesha likiwe izinkukhu wethu!

➢ (Hurry up bro. Time is not on my side)

Mxa

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Sho, I am Mhlaseli Aaron Ngonyama. I am 38 years of age and I am a qualified
doctor, under paediatric studies. I am the owner of Imzizu wine. I am the chief of
the KwaNgonyama reign AT Mthatha. I own a hospital that side too, King General.
And I am currently situated at Brynston. This is the story of my life.

Insert #80

Ntokozo

Zandi: Yho, and that?

Me: Those idots.

Her: Hawu kodwa…

Me: Futhi the other one that I was talking to is shit.

Her: Hawu kodwa uyenzeni uTypes wami?

➢ (What did my soulmate do now?)

Me: mxm, ikhehla leliya

➢ (That old man)

Her: unangakhi?

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 ➢ (How old is he?)

Me: 40.

We are by my office and I am standing by the window, watching the rain pour
down. I just hate the rain, honestly. I won’t filter it. I hate the rain.

Her: Damnit, he is still young. But is he married?

Me: No

Her: Hawu why?

Me: I don’t know…

I know very well. Mkhuseli is known for ukuthwala kwakhe. He is not married
because what he used to make him this, took the one he loved. That is why. Told
you that this family is the worst… My phone disturbs me.

Zandi: (handing it to me) Dladla

I sigh taking it.

~CONVO~

Me: Khuluma

Him: What is this I hear about you being rude to Mkhuseli?

Me: (chuckling) Hawu with just a few words to bruise his nonsensical ego and he
goes running to daddy dearest… shame, hey?

Him: Must I remind you of what is at risk Ntokozo?

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Me: Oh fuck off. I have had enough of that song. It is very eluring and boring. You
will do nothing to my family. you will never

Him: How sure are you?

Me: oh when it comes to you fighting for your life, I become very sure.

Silence

Me: I could end that playful friendship of yours in a matter of seconds and end
you in just divided seconds.

Him:

Me: See, I could spill the beans that you had Xolwa shot, just to manipulate them.
trust me, they will believe me.

Him:

Me: … and with a bullet of a M24 raffle, I could end you.

Him: what do you want?

Me: Not my language but you will stay out of my business as far as possible
because if I find you, you will be in a body bag just like your friend, Zulu.

Him:

I drop the call. I start gathering my stuff as Zandi looks at me. it is not her first
time hearing such from me.

Her: Wanna talk about it?

Me: Not today

Her: Can I push it?

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Me: No

Her: my chance from 0 – 10?

Me: If you push it, it might end with you being in a body bag with a skull filled
with bullets, a bruised arm, fractured leg with no intestines.

Her: (heading out) Hayi, I still value my life. See you tomorrow.

She then leaves and I follow, carrying my bags. I then head out of the building to
my car. As I park my things in the boot, I remember that I left the contract in my
office. let me get it.

Ntokozo

As I get in my office, I find Lungile there. isn’t she supposed to be in Eastern Cape?

Me: Hey

Her: Hi

She is shaking.

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Insert #81

Ntokozo

Me: What are you doing here? Ain’t you supposed to be in the Eastern Cape?

Her: I arrive last night and thought I should pop up to see you.

Okay, I get that she came to see me. but my check is, why is she by my side of the
table.

Me: Oh okay. Let me take this.

I take the file underneath the contract.

Me: You will come up when you are done.

I then head out, closing the door. I look at my watch and it is 14h37. I wait outside
my office for a while and I hear fidgeting in it.

Lungile

The door swings open as I am taking pictures of the contract.

Her: I will ask you again, ufunani la Lungile?

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Yho… now this is bad.

Insert #82

#Narrative#

Ntokozo takes slow step towards Lungile.

Her: I will not repeat myself.

Lungile: (stuttering) I… EH…. Uh… oh, ngifunani la?

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 ➢ (… What do I want here?)

Nto: Yeah, ufunani la?

➢ (Yeah, what are you doing here?)

Her: (laughing) Oh hayi I was just looking at this contract as I saw Ngonyama and
got…

Lungile lands on the table, holding her cheek in terror.

Ntokozo: Cabanga ukuthi ngiyisilima mina. Ufunani la?

➢ (You think I am a fool. What are you doing here?)

Her: (stuttering) Beng… beng… bengithi…

➢ ( I… I… I was… )

She lands on the table again, holding her other cheek.

Ntokozo: I am losing my patience with you.

Lungile: I am telling the thruth Ntokozo

Ntokozo slaps her again hard. As Lungile lands on the table, Ntokozo locks her
right hand.

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Ntokozo: Give me that phone.

Lungile: (crying) Ntokozo uyangilimaza

➢ (… You hurting me)

Her: Ahh.e letha iPhone ngizokuyeka.

➢ (No, give me the phone and I will let you go)

Lungile: I can’t

Her: If you are as innocent as you say, you will hand me that phone.

Lungile: (crying) Ngiyaxolisa

➢ (I am sorry)

Ntokozo pushes Lungile’s hand upwards, causing her to scream.

Ntokozo: On the second push, I will be breaking it. now, hand me that phone.

Lungile hands her while crying. She keeps on saying Sorry. Ntokozo unlocks the
phone and she is met by photos on the contract. She moves from the gallery to
WhatApp and she is met my two top contacts on top… one of them being Karabo
and the other is saved as “D”. She goes to D first and she rages even more to the

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point where she pushes Lungile’s arm upwards in full strength, filling the room
with sounds of bone cracking and screams.

Ntokozo

I am looking at this phone and trust me, the anger in me is at boiling point. She
has been talking to my dad, telling him about everything I was doing and planning
to do. Turns out those photos were requested by him.

Me: (angry) Lungile, shut up!!!

She goes mute while crying. I enter Karabo and feel my heart shatter. The
messages I ma seeing here…

“I am craving you” – Lungile

“I am still at home” – Karabo

Then a photo of Lungile in red lingerie follows…

Me: Wait… isn’t this mine?

Silence

Me: (looking at her) Lungile, asiyiLingerie yami le?!

Her: (crying) I am sorry, Ntokozo.

Me: The fuck?!!

I kick her. I then look at the phone again, pacing up and down.

“I really enjoyed being with you last night” – Karabo

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“I did too. I just wish we could tell everyone about us” – Lungile

“I just can’t wait to see the face of Ntokozo after finding out” – Lungile

“Don’t worry, your wish is my command, mama” – Karabo

I fast forward the chats. My heart breaks even more…

“I am pregnant and it is definitely not Tumishos” – Lungile

“How do you know?” – Karabo

“I haven’t had sex with Tumisho for three months now and I am two months
pregnant” – Lungile

“You really made me a happy man, Lungile. I really wanted a baby.” – Karabo

“Really?” – Lungile

“Yes, in fact… I want to be in their lives. Thank you so much mama” – Karabo

I fast forward again and tears are streaming down my cheeks. This woman keeps
saying Sorry while crying.

Me: Shut the fuck up Lungile.

She goes mute.

“I am at Eastern Cape baba wabo.” – Lungile

She even sent a photo of the babies and athey look like Karabo and Larona. My
heart broke into pieces.

“Are these my dimes?” – Karabo

“Yes, sthandwa sami” – Lungile

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“I am on my way” – Karabo

This was 6 months after I came back from the Comoros. So all along he was
around?! I put Lungile’s phone on my pocket. Trust me, the edge of smashing it
on the wall was hard to resist but I will need it for what I will be doing.

I look at this bitch next to me. I can’t believe she did this to me.

Me: Uzongikhumbula Lungile.

➢ (You will remember me)

I wipe my eyes.

Me: Uzongikhumbula.

I make a phone call.

~CONVO~

“Lioness”

Me: DK, I need you.

Her: you are lucky I haven’t left for KZN. Where are you?

Me: Mgabadeli Inc.

Her: what is the job?

Me: (looking at Lungile) I need your paramedics act. Get a few friends to dress like
one, an ambulance… I don’t care. Anything to get this bitch out of here and not
make it suspicious!!!

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Her: Khululeka. Just give me 10 minutes.

Me: sho

~END OF CONVO~

I look at her as she finally looks at me, scared. I really don’t care. I just grab a seat
and look at her.

Karabo

It is now 19h57 and Ntokozo hasn’t arrived. It is really unlike her ‘cause I called
her but no response. I am with Tumi and Thabang. Ora and Wendy are by the
kitchen, cooking. Tumisho is not around.

Tumi: Kanti where is your wife?

Me: eish I don’t know and I am starting to panick.

Thabang: Ohhh, mighty Karabo panicking

They laugh. And the door swings open… she enters.

Ora: Mei skat

Silence

Wendy: Ndlunkulu

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Silence … we all stand looking at her. She looks like she was crying. She is even on
slippers.

Me: Mama

She chuckles…

Her: How many have you called that Karabo?

Me: I don’t get where this is going.

Her: (screaming) Bawungakhi obabize njalo, Karabo?!

➢ (How many do you call that, Karabo?!)

Me: Only you sthandwa sami

She reaches for her pocket and she pulls out a phone and she presses on it. A
voice note is then played. It is mine…

“Yaz, mama… ngiyabonga kakhulu ngezingane. Ngiyabonga kakhulu Sthandwa

sami.”

Ora: Whoa, mos that is Karabo.

Nto: (nodding her head while crying) It is. But it was not intended to me.

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Everyone: Ini?!

➢ (What?)

Her: it was intended for her.

Lungile then enters with a cast on her arm. She is a mess too.

Nto: It was intended to her.

Fuck.

Insert #82

Tumi

Ntokozo just told us everything and provided all her evidence. It is just sad and at
the same time very trigerring.

Ora: Abhuti, please tell me this is a lie.

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Silence

Her: Karabo!!!

Silence… she chuckles in disbelief with tears falling. Ntokozo is just standing there,
looking at Karabo with tears falling.

Ntokozo: After everything Karabo…

She breathes.

Her: (tears streaming down) Ngiyabonga. Thank you for everything Karabo. But
most of all…

Silence

Her: Ngiyakubonga ngokungifundisa ukuthi I am weak, that a man is all that was
needed to make me see that I am weak. Ngiyabonga ngokungibonisa ukuthi imina
isilima.

➢ (Thank you for showing me that… Thank you for showing me that I am the
idiot here)

Silence…

Her: (heading upstairs) Uzowathola ksasa amaDivorce papers.

➢ (You will receive divorce papers tomorrow)

Karabo: (running after her) Whoa… whoa… we can fix this. please Ntokozo

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Ntokozo just carried on walking. Karabo kepts following her. He then grabbed her
arm and the fear on Ntokozo’s face!!! Hayibo, what’s going on in this house when
we are not around?

Ntokozo: (trying to remove Karabo’s hand) Cela ungiyekele Karabo… Cela…

➢ (Leave me Karabo… please…)

She is even crying more than before. She has been avoiding his eyes.

Karabo: Awuyndawo

➢ (You not going anywhere)

Her: (crying) Ngiyakucela Karabo… cela ungiyeke… please.

➢ (Please Karabo… please leave me… please)

She is breaking down.

Me: (heading to them) Hayi Karabo, Let go of Ntokozo right now.

Him: No Tumi!!! She is my wife.

Ntokozo: (breathing heavily) Please… ngiyeke Karabo…

Him: Awuyindawo wena

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 ➢ (You are not going anywhere)

Oratile: (walking closer) Tlo gela Ntokozo, Karabo.

➢ (Let go of Ntokozo, Karabo)

Him: Keep out of this wena

Her: Don’t tell me shit. Can’t you see you are hurting her?

Ntokozo: (screaming) Ngiyeke Karabo!!!!!

➢ (Leave me alone Karabo!!!)

We all startle in shock. Even Thabang is up. Wendy heads to us.

Ntokozo: (crying) Ngiyeke Karabo… (trying to breath) Ngiyeke Karabo… please!!! I

need my ( breathing) my (breathing)

➢ (Let go of me Karabo… let go… please!!!)

I rush to her.

Her: (breathing heavily) Ngiyeke Karabo… I can’t breath…

I yank Karabo’s hand away from Ntokozo and walk her outside to breathe.

Me: Ora noWendy… search for an asma pump.

They run upstairs. I head out with Ntokozo.

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…

Insert #83

#Narrative#

As Tumi exit, Thabang jumps on Karabo and land a few punches on him. He tries
fighting but Thabang gives him no chance.

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Oratile and Wendy are upstairs by their room, searching for an asma pump. They
are looking but there is no luck. The two women are even in tears.

Lungile is just on the floor looking at Thabang hitting Karabo. She is in tears,
seeing what she has done.

Tumi is trying by all means to give Ntokozo breathing exercises but she just
collapse on the spot. Tumi lifts her but as he lifts her, he spot bruises by her lower
back. But he rushes for the car. He got in and drove of to the hospital.

Tumi calls Tumisho while racing to the hospital.

~CONVO~

Tumi: Monna, I am making my way to Midrand Hospital

Tumisho: What? Why?

Tumi: I am rushing Ntokozo there

~END OF CONVO~

On the other side, Tumisho runs out of his office heading to his car. He got it and
raced to the hospital.

Ora and Wendy head downstairs as they found the pump but they don’t find the
two. They then head to their cars. In their mind, there is one place where they
could be…

Both of them: (in unison) Midrand Hospital.

They both race to the hospital. Thando on the other side just go off the phone
with Oratile. He did a U – turn by the robots and raced to Midrand Hospital,
overtaking every car and even driving by the yellow line.

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Meanwhile in the Ngonyama family…

They are all in Xolwa’s award. Rebecca seems very unpleasant. While Lando is just
on her phone. The rest are conversating with Xolwa.

Mhlaseli then excuse himself, heading out. He answers his phone

~CONVO~
“He is in Midrand Hospital, boss”

Him: What? How sure are you?

“She blacked out last night after being in an argument in her house. Itumelang
then rushed her ther.”

Him: okay.
~END OF CONVO~

He then takes a walk to the receptionist.

Him: Ndoniyamanzi, ngisacela ukubuza ukuthi ngingamthola kuphi uNtokozo

Mokoena?

Her: I am not allowed to say.

Him: Come on, I will make it up to you

Her: (blushing) Okay. She is on the block upstairs ward 20.

He then leaves. Mind you, he is very great in Zulu and Tswana.

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Mhlaseli

I look through her ward window by the passage. Whoa, the situation is very
serious mos. I attempt to enter…

Nurse: (pushing me back) Sir, you can’t be in here.

Me: (pushing) No, she has to wake up…

Another nurse heads my way, helping the other one.

Me: Jessica, you need to wake up!!! Wake up, izingane zakho ziyakudinga!!!
Please!!!

➢ ( … Your kids need you!!!)

Doctor: increase charges to 150 volts

He rubs those metal iron things. He then pumps Ntokozo, causing her to bump a
bit.

Me: Let me help… I am a doctor too. Please.

They push me outside. The machines lines go straight.

Me: Ntokozo!!!!

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Insert #84

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Mhlaseli

Me: (crying) Noooo!!! Ntokozo, vuka!!!! Marn, ngiyekeleni!!!

I break free and I head to her, push the doctor away and I quickly place my hand
on her chest. They all go silent.

Me: Ntokozo, it is me… Mhlaseli.

“Sir…”

Me: Shut the fuck up, I know what I am doing.

Silence

Me: I am back again to annoy you. too bad I didn’t bring Mkhuseli along. (chuckle)
See if you walk to that bright door or touch your mother’s hand or your brother’s,
I will take over your company and your babies will be forced to say “mommy” to
another woman. See, if you die, I would have lost my soulmate… meaning I will
die alone… or worse, die a virgin.

Chuckles detected

Me: Okay, that one is a lie but please. I can’t live without you. I know it is weird
but I know what I saw in that boardroom. Trust me, I saw a wife, the mother on
my children and… ubambo lwami.

“beep”

Everyone heaves in relief and also shock.

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The machines operate and he Bp rises to the normal amount, along with her
heartbeat rate… not forgetting the pulse. I heave a sign of relief, placing my head
on the hospital ward.

I then hold her hand.

Me: Grab my hand if you hear me.

No response.

Me: (to the doctor) she need Intensive ca…

She then squeezes my hand very tight.

Me: (chuckling) prideful even in death.

She slowly opens is eyes.

Me: Make sure she gets enough oxygen and that the drip is there too.

As I remove my hand, I pause. I slowly look at her arm, seeing the bruises and
scars.

“They are all over the body”

I turn and I am met by Itumelang

Me: Molapo

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Him: Ngonyama

Me: Khululeka, I wasn’t here to steal your friend’s wife

Him: Well, I have been here for a while and I heard everything… we all heard it.

Oratile, Thabang, Tumisho and Tumi’s wife appear. Tumisho looks pissed. I mean,
his crush is my soulmate so I get.

Him: Judging from how she woke up and you talking to her, she feels something.
So go for it ndoda.

I just nod then I leave. I think it is time I paid Karabo a visit.

Insert # 85

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#Narrative#

It has been two weeks and things are just getting sour by the minute. Everyone is
by the palace. The tension by the table!!! Ntokozo is seated opposite the Lerumo,
while Tumi is seated on the right side of Ntokozo and Thanbang by the left side of
her. Karabo is seated opposite Tumisho.

Eight uncles are present and two aunties. Oratile and Wendy are seated on the
reed mate by the door. The kids are by the playroom.

Lerumo

Me: we are sorry MaDladla for all the pain and sorrows Karabo has cused you.

Silence… she is just looking at the flower pot in the middle of the table

Me: Isn’t there a way we could fix this?

Her: I honestly can’t Kgosi. I really respect you but there is nothing to fix here.

Bhuti Neo: Makoti, we as the royal family are very sorry for everything but I
believe there is a way for us to fix this.

Her: There is nothing I will fix with Karabo. The biggest mistake I made in my life
that I regreted throughout over marriage was agreeing to marry him.

He looks at her.

Her: (sitting up) See, Kgosi… throughout this 9 year marriage, I stomached all the
cheating he did.

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The shock in all of us, even the brothers and Ora too!!!

Her: (chuckling) Did he tell you that I killed a woman that I caught him cheating
with on my couch, in our house? Did he?

Yho!

Her: Yes, I killed for him.

Silence

Her: In this marriage I was sexually abused. There were times where I didn’t want
to have sex with him… normally after a beating and guess out?

Silence

Her: (chuckling) He would sleep with me, by force.

She has tears streaming down her eyes.

Her: in this marriage I was always a punching bag. Yabona ubenokungishaya

uKarabo, yezwa?! Hayi ngiyabhonywa shame, no matter the place nor the
situation at hand. He would giving me a beating for only say “hi” with a smile to a
man.

➢ (… You see, Karabo would give me a hell of a beating, you get me? He
would beat the shit out of me…)

Silence

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Her: You all remember that incident when I was “suicidal” and I jump off the
balcony?

Silence

Her: The one that I got a mouthful for? Guess what?

Silence

Her: (chuckling) No like, I want y’all to guess.

Everyone looks at me

Me: Paka did it?

Her: (nodding with a smile and tears falling) Yep. He did. He broke my arm,
fractured my ribs, bursted my lip and of course, left bruises too.

My heart just broke. This woman is strong for saying all of this. Not even MaKhoza
did this. She took it to the grave.

Her: (to Karabo) Konje hubby, what was I beaten for?

➢ (Remind me…)

Silence

Her: Oh, for him, assuming I killed Mahlubi. He didn’t even ask me if I did, but of
course, I didn’t. I found the man dead. I found the man dead. I found the man
dead.

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Silence

Her: (serious) But most of all, amagama Baba. See, ayikho into ebuhlungu
njengamagama aphimiswa umuntu kuwena

➢ (… Words dad. See, there is nothing painful than words that are directed to
you form another person)

Uncles and aunties: (in pity) hummm/ modimo.

Her: See mina Ntate… i got used the the words “You are self centred”

Silence

Her: “You think the world revolves around you”

Silence

Her: (in thoughts) “You are a selfish bitch”

“Modimo!!!”

Her: “I made you”

Silence

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Her: “You were nothing before me”

“Uhh”

Her: “Just a girl that thought she was all of that”

“Yho”

Her: “You are not a good mother”

“haaa”

Her: “you are a good for nothing wife”

“Paka marn”

Her: “You are just like your useless father… always betraying”

“yho”

Her: “I sm just beginning, ngisazokushaya”

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“yho modimo ra ho leka”

Her: That was my life.

Silence… snobs fill the room and it is Oratile and Wendy crying. They are very
sensitive.

Her: (removing the blanket on her shoulders) I want y’all to see this.

Rragadi Pule: (crying in shock) Yoh ma wee… Paaka o re dira eng hle?!

➢ (Paaka what are you doing to us?)

My eyes widen in shock.

Her: This is nothing. Yabona yena uthand ukushaya isisu, the chest, thighs and the
back… right where people will never see.

Rragadi: (crying covering her face) Paaka… keng?!

Silence…

Ntokozo: I really honor and respect you all. I didn’t tell you all this to get your
sympathy but I wanted to state my reasons why I was out.

Oratile and Wendy are comforting each other while crying. Oratile is crying the
most. Her pain is felt. Rragadi Pule is comforted by Rragadi Thato. I look over the

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uncles and they are looking at Ntokozo with pity. Thabang has tears streaming
down his cheeks. Karabo is also crying. Tumisho is just blank. Tumi has rage
written all over him.

Ntokozo: (crying) If I left the first time, I wouldn’t have brought my babies into
this misery of a life.

Me: Butle, you telling me that you have been stomaching all of this for 10 years
now?

She nods

Palesa comes in with papers and a pen.

Ntokozo: these are the divorce papers. Karabo can keep everything that belongs
to him. Everything that has our names boths he can have it but keep it for the
children. Co – parenting with occur. The children will choose who they wanna stay
with. I will not deprive them of their father and I will not take that away from you
too. I will move out

Karabo: Please don’t. Atleast, let it be me that moves out.

Her: No, Karabo. I will move out. I don’t want to be in that house any more.

Silence

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Her: I will not cut ties with y’all. You will forever be family to me but all I am
asking for is to step down from the throne. I really don’t want the load and be
taken as if I am here for money.

Silence

Her: (looking at Karabo) Ngifisa engathi ungathola umuntu omthandayo. Uma

umuntu umthanda ke, uzowenza njengoba wenza kimi…

➢ (I wish you find someone you love. When you love someone, they will do
what you did to me...)

She gets up.

Her: … imizwa yakho uyoyihlaza. (to me) Kgosi, thank you for everything. I will
forever be grateful for that.

➢ (They will toy with your feelings.

She then takes the papers that Karabo signed and she left. Oratile just cried even
worse. Thabang got up.

Him: See, this family is rotten and broken.

Tumisho: (up to) don’t say that. this family just broke as Ntokozo left.

Thabang: This family broke when Karabo laid his hands on Ntokozo. This family
shattered when your wife decide to whore around. This family got buried when
you decided to crush on your brother’s wife… no ex wife.

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Hhelang…

Him: Ntokozo didn’t break this family, y’all broke it yourself. All she did was lose
faith in mending it and she just let it be. don’t be blaming mammie for y’all’s
stupiditiy.

He then left.

Me: he is right. We all broke this family.

I then left too.

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Lerumo Paaka Mokoena is the name and I am the king of Tlhabeng. This was my
journey, signing out.

Ntokozo

I am by the kids’ room and trust me, they are not taking it okay.

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Me: listen, I am not taking away your right of having a father not having me. You
all will be living with me for the time being because I really do not want to put you
in a position whereby you have to choose who to stay with. That would be very
selfish of us parents, okay?

They look down.

Me: on the positive side, you all will been spoiled rotten ‘cause your father has no
limits when I am not around.

We laugh it out.

Me: (opening my arms) come here…

They all come to me and I engulf all of them in a tight hug.

Me: you are not losing anyone babies. We are still your parents. That will never
change. All that is happening is because we were careless as parents and it didn’t
work out… non of you are at fault, okay?

They nod.

Me: I love you all so much and that will never change, ever

Silence

Me: now let’s head for the car. We still have a long journey ahead of us, dimes.

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They pull away from the hug and take their small suitcases. Well, it is pointless of
me, making them take all their clothes as they still will visit. They then head
downstairs as I follow behind.

As I approach the door, I am met by him. He looks at the kids and they just hug
him.

Him: (chuckling) I guess I was missed

Ona: not really

Wawa: yeah, not really marn

Him: (chuckling) ouch.

Ona: when will we see you, papa?

Him: (smiling) when I get back, I will visit.

Wawa: for reals?

Him: (chuckling) sure thing champ. We will finally go to that hiking thingy you all
wanted.

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Ona and Wawa: at the Drakensberg mountain?

He nods laughing while they “yayyy”. Ona and Wawa bid him goodbye and head
for the car. I notice Lala really took this hard.

Karabo: (turning to Larona) Cube

He just looks at him and turns to me.

Lala: (smiling) Mama, I will be in the car.

I nod with a smile while rubbing his curls. He then walks out, passing Karabo.
Karabo then looks down in shame and he stands up.

Me: give him sometime. I will talk to him.

He nods.

Him: guess this is goodbye

I nod

Him: wish you the best in life, Ntokozo

He then comes closer to me.

Him: (looking down at me) I know there is still hope and I will fight to have you
back again.

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I look aside.

Him: You are MaBakoena… you got that name for a reason.

Silence… I flinch as I fill his hands by my waist.

Him: (holding my waist) I will fight for our love. I will.

I move back, gently pushing him away

Me: I have to go. Goodbye Karabo.

I then head out. I feel like a 40kg of cement has been off-loaded from my
shoulders. That’s a good sigh, right?

“Mama, can I DJ?” – Ona

Me: uhm… I…

Here me out, Ona’s playlist is not my number one thingy. I mean, what 10 year
old listen to jazz?! Crazy, I know.

Wawa: No ways. I am DJing

Ona: I asked first njena.

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They carry on bricking about. I steal a glance at Lala by the rear view mirror and
he looks at me. I signal for him to come by the front. He legit jump from his seat
to the passenger seat.

“Bluetooth device connected successfully”

The two at the back stop arguing and they look at Larona.

Wawa: Not fair.

Ona: (to Wawa) ska tli bua ka “fair” mona… you too wanted to take this
opportunity from me.

➢ (Don’t be talking about “fair” here…)

Wawa: ifela…

➢ (But…)

Ona: quiet!

Larona: (pressing on his phone) too bad y’all were slow.

Ona: you stole my idea

Lala: oh no I didn’t. You suggested it out loud and I acted on it.

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Ona: mxa

Lala: (bowing a kiss to Ona) kisses my muntu

➢ (… My person)

Her: (angrily) mxm, I don’t want them

Lala: (looking at her) really?

Her: (looking out the window) yes

Lala: (looking at his phone again) ska pita o ntsuse buso, o kopa diCuddles.

➢ (Don’t ever wake me up at night, asking for cuddles)

I start the car, laughing

Ona: haa… nne ke dlala Lala

➢ ( I was kidding, Lala)

Lala: mmh

Ona: please tle

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Lala: buy me non seasoned pringles and I might consider

Ona: haaa, but those are expensive

Lala: oh well, I will keep my cuddles.

Ona: mama

Me: yho wee

Ona: (smiling widely) detour?

Me: no problem my darling… as long as you are buying.

Ona: (shocked) haa… mama.

Me: (looking at her by the rear view mirror laughing) it is life princess

Ona: yho.

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Lala and I laugh. I look at Wawa and he is already fast asleep. Yeses, he loves
sleeping lih!!! We then enter the freeway, heading for Gabarone. It is the fastest
route to SA.

Insert #86

Mkhuseli

I am by Mhlaseli’s house and he is just down.

Me: (sipping on the whiskey) why the long face? It doesn’t even look good on you.

Him: (standing upright) mxm, a lot is happening

Mind you, we are by the balcony on the 3rd floor… right by the main house.

Me: the war with the Celes?

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Him: not even half of my problems.

Me: then inton’?

He looks down then ahead again. One of his childhood habits.

Him: (narrowing his eyes) have you ever seen a moon is a woman’s eye… so bright
and warm at the same time?

I look at him confused.

Him: see, (drinks his whiskey) she makes me feel so warm inside. She just fills me
by just smiling. Her eyes just draw me closer to her. Yes, she has a cold
personality but I find peace in it. She has this sura around her… like she
intimidates me marn… she is like my competitive and that on its own driving me
crazy, carzy for her.

Silence

Him: she makes me shake bruh.

Me: (looking ahead) go for it brother. If she makes you feel that way, bag her
because that is rare to find. It comes on e in a lifetime.

Him: problem is she is cuffed.

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Me: (looking at him) no one said being married stops us from attacking. Kuthiwa
“um’ntu ugrwitha em’ntwini” Ngonyama. Ngisho kuthiwa unomntwana, siyatapa.
Wena landa eyaNtombi kwedini ngoba bazamuthatha ngokuphazima kweso.

➢ (… They say you snatch a person from another. Even if she has a child, we
look. You just go get your woman bro before others do)

Silence. I could on my remaining whiskey.

Me: ikiya amathambo enqondo... ngalibali ba ngimhlaba Lona. Kuba bekuleya

ndoda ephethe le ntombi ibona ekubeni itshate nawe, ngabe uyithathile
kwasek’qaleni. Thatha le ntombi, uyithande, uyamukele ba iza enjani…
ungaBodari ukuyishintsa, itshate bese uyiphe isiduko sakokwenu.

➢ (Think of it… don’t forget that this is earth. If it was the man currently with
her in your position, he would have long done this. Go get that chick, love
her, accept her and her flaws. Don’t bother to even change her, marry her
and give her your last name)

Silence.

Him: (turning and patting his shoulder) ungalibali ba elilzwe, alolizwe

langenengene.

➢ (Don’t forget that this world is not for the weak)

I then leave heading downstairs.

Mhlaseli

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I have been thinking of what my brother said. I know he sees what I see too. But
he doesn’t understand… that woman is a queen, of an entire country for that
matter. She can never leave that. See the kids, I don’t mind. I am very fond of
kids, a lot for that matter. I also have a little girl too. Sadly, her mother passed on.

“Daddy”

I turn and she runs to me. I squat down and lift her up.

Me: whuu, you are getting heavier by the day, hey? Kanti what is Mama Enhle
feeding you?

Her: (giggling) I just ate pap and meat

Me: (laughing) you sure did sweetie.

Her: I want to sleep.

Me: okay Princess, sleep now.

I cradle her in my arms and she falls asleep. She is only 4 years old. Her name is
Unathi. She never knew her mother, it was always me and her. She is after all the
first granddaughter of my parents and the first daughter to all my brothers…
technically the first child.

As I cradle her, my phone rings…

Incoming call: Mfihleki

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~CONVO~

Me:

Him: she is at Piet Rattif Total garage.

Me: stall her for me.

~END OF CONVO ~

I gather my keys and wallet as I head downstairs while carrying Unathi.

“hhayibo uyaphi, Mhlaseli?”

➢ (Where are you going Mhlaseli?)

Me: ngiyabuya Nozala

➢ (I will be back, mom)

Her: usana Lona?

➢ (The child?)

Me: (trying to not wake Unathi) ngihamba naye.

➢ (She is coming with)

I then head to my BMW M5 Manhart . I place Unathi by her seat at the back,
making sure to not wake her up then I head to my side and I drive off, joining the

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N12. I hope I then play “Ocean sounds”. Yes, Unathi falls deep into sleep when
she hears ocean sounds or by just looking at the moon.

Ntokozo

The kids and I are by the PicknPay detour stop and again, they are arguing.

Me: guys, what do you want already?

Ona: wait mother, we still counting our budget.

I already regret playing around with them on this one but I really need to teach
them on how to be money wise. Kuthiwa “ligotshwa lisemanzi”

Lala: okay listen, Pringles are 46 rand. Lays party pack is 43 rand, Simba is 28 rand,
two apple juices make 45 rand and a grape juice is 19 rand. All of this equivalent
to 181 rand and we have a budget of 200rand

Wawa: nah, these snacks are expensive. We can’t buy them.

Lala: I agree

Ona: are you guys crazy? That will be enough and change will also be there.

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Okay, now she is a spender. Let me keep my peace and just observe.

Wawa: we can to compromise, honestly.

Lala: (hands on his waist) yeah.

Silence

Ona: mama would you…

Lala: no Ona

Ona: but…

Lala: I said no Onalerona. We need to learn the value of money without

depending on mama not papa.

Hawu… I am offended but at the same time proud.

Wawa: how about we leave other stuff behind.

Lala: no, we need all of this

Wawa: eish

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Lala: how about we buy bulk instead?

Me:

Wawa: respectfully mama, please be quiet as we want to solve this without your
help.

Okay.

Lala: instead of buying Pringle and Simba, let’s buy the Lays as they are on sale.

Wawa: I can settle for that.

Lala: Ona, take three of them… Basali vinegar, salted and your flavour there.

Ona does as told.

Lala: Wawa, get a 2 litre Grape juice by the fridge.

Wawa does as told and they all come back

Lala: how much where the lays Ona?

Ona: 3 for 35 rand.

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Lala: wawa?

Wawa: the juice was 50 rand

Lala: okay that will be 85 nd… wait.

He disappears for a moment and comes back carrying three jumbo packs of
sweets.

Him: this is 32 rand so all of this is 117 Rands. See, we saved a lot.

They do their handshakes, cheering up

Me: (smiling) huh, y’all handled it better than I anticipated.

Lala: I mean.

Wawa: we are the

Ona: Rona triplets

Back to square one… their triplet habits are back again.

Me: (laughing) okay… okay… I’m impressed. Great job.

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They all do their handshakes with me.

Me: now, let’s go pay.

Ona: ain’t you buying snacks mama?

Me: no baby, I will be fine with the Red bull

Wawa: you know mama, three large rebbulls in a day is very unhealthy. It
promotes craziness.

Me: no it doesn’t

Lala: (walking along with his brother) he is right

Me: ha…

Ona just raises her hand, stopping me while on my side.

Her: Leave it. You know it will never end

She is right. We then head to the till point to pay.

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Insert #87

Mhlaseli

As I pull over, I take Unathi to my arms and slightly wake her up. She wakes up
grumpy.

Me: (chuckling) ngandiqumbeli, it’s not my fault that you decided to sleep

➢ (Don’t be angry at me…)

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Her: (hugging me) mara daddy

Me: (laughing) Asambe sothenga ilakase

➢ (Let’s go buy sweets)

She then gets off me, pulling me to the one stop PicknPay. As we enter I bump
into Ntokozo with the kids.

Her: Larona, it is not up for debat. You are not driving. You are still young…

The boy that looks exactly like Karabo: I am.

The girl child then looks at Unathi. She then smiles widely.

The girl: (jolly) hi

Unathi: (shy) h… hello.

Well, Unathi is very shy when she sees new people. She is even shy when we are
at home with my family. Ntokozo then looks up at me.

Her: (smiling) oh hi… I didn’t see you.

Me: (smiling) unjani?

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 ➢ (How are you?)

Her: I’m great and yourself?

Me: I’m good.

She just looks at me while smiling.

Me: (looking at the kids) are they yours?

Her: Yeah, these are my dimes.

I squat down. Mind you, they are all talking with Unathi already.

Me: (smiling at them) Dumelang

➢ (Hello)

The other boy: (confused) Cha siyasikhuluma isiZulu Baba kaUnathi…

➢ (No we do talk Zulu Unathi’s dad)

Karabo 2.0: (chuckling) asikho isidingo sokuthi usilume ulimi

➢ (No need to bite your tongue)

We laugh. Karabo 2.0 offers a handshake. I shake his hand.

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Him: (laughing) Larona

Me: nice to meet you.

The other boy offer too

Him: (smiling) Warona

Me: nice to meet you too

Him: don’t break my mother’s heart

Ntokozo: Warona!

Him: cha mama, I was just… you know. Men do talk.

I can’t help but laugh. And Larona laughs too. The little girl then heads my way
with Unathi.

Her: (hugging me) I am Onalerona

Me: (hugging her back while laughing) nice to meet you too Ona.

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She pulls away. Ntokozo then picks up Unathi, smiling at her.

Her: (Colgate smile) hi pumpkin.

Unathi: (looking down shy) hi.

Her: : (tilting her head) you know, I am also shy?

Unathi lifts her head looking at Ntokozo

Her: really?

Nto: (nodding) well, I was but guess what helped me?

Her: what Mah?

Nto: whenever I saw people, I imagined them as walking moons.

Her: daddy, moon.

Me: (chuckling) yes sweetie… the moon.

She smiles.

Me: (smiling) she loves the moon.

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Nto: (laughing) well, lucky for her she is looking at one.

Unathi: where?

Her: (smiling) the moon is carrying you.

Unathi looks confused.

Nto: (laughing)

Ona: (smiling) mama’s other name is Unyezi…

Larona: meaning the moon

Warona: in Swati

Do they always do this… finishing each others sentences?

Unathi: ohh

Nto: (playing with a nose gently) now when you see people, imagine them being
me.

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Unathi just hugs her, tightly. She hugs back laughing.

Warona: Mama can we keep her?

Nto: (laughing) haa Wawa, what will uncle Mhlaseli say now when we kidnap his
daughter?

Larona: Hlasi

Nto: Weeh Larona, I didn’t raise you to call elders by their names, let alone pet
names.

Larona: yeah yeah yeah

Her: Larona, uzohamba uMalume Mhlaseli noUna and trust me, into
engiyokushaya yona!

➢ (… Uncle Mhlaseli and Una will leave and trust me, I will give you a real
beating)

Larona: you know I could just ride with him, right? (Turning to me) Malume, can I
ride with you back?

Me: (stuttering) I… eh… uhm…

Una and Ona: (in unison) please!!!

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Ntokozo gives me the “no” look. She will have to forgive me for this

Me: okay then.

Wawa: I am tagging along too

Ona: me too

Una: I too

She says that getting off Ntokozo, heading to me.

Me: there is the car.

I point at it for them

Larona: damnit, not that is a beast.

They run off to my car as I unlock it for them while looking at Ntokozo

Me: you will have to forgive me for this but I couldn’t resist it.

Her: (heaving a sigh) but how do I know you won’t kidnap my kids

The fuck?!

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…

Ntokozo

Him: (one eyebrow up) really?

I keep quiet.

Him: so you think I have the audacity to kidnap your kids while I also have a child?

Me:

Him: where is Karabo by the way? I really don’t want to step in his toes.

Me: he is not here.

Him: where is he?

Me: I don’t know. Larona will direct you to my house. He knows it more than
anything. Drive carefully tuu.

Him: don’t worry, I will.

Me: see you later.

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I then head to my car. Yeses, this man is freakishly hot. He has hazel brown eyes,
long eyelashes and pink lips. The body!!! He is Buffy, very buffy. Even in that
hoodie, I can see his chest and muscles. His legs are fully bodied with brackets. His
walk!!! He walks like a proud businessman but with a bit of slowness. It is like he
rules the world. The caramel smooth flawless skin is making wonders do him!!!
You can’t miss Adam’s apple!!!

Hayi, I get in my car and I drive off first and he follows. I join the N12 and I speed
off, heading to Witbank. Yes, my mother’s house. I call Larona and inform him to
go there and not to the one at Sandhurst.

Mhlaseli

As I arrived, I am met by a double story mansion. The distance from the gate to
the door is long probably 3 meters. As I park by the driveway, I see two fountains
on either side of the walkway that leads to the door.

The kids got off with Una on Larona’s shoulders. I know, I am shocked too. I
thought he would be as arrogant at his father but lutho.

Ona runs in with Wawa and we all enter. We are met by a very nice and warm
aroma.

Ona: mama!!!

“kitchen”

We all head there and the sight is exceptional. She is still on the moshoeshoe
dress she had earlier on. I so wish I was that dress, hugging her waist like that. It is
a purple one. I know, it is also my first time seeing this colour. It is short sleeve,
tight on her stomach and waist, but open on the lower body. It goes halfway her

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ankles. She has a purple moshoeshoe doek on too, revealing her hair on the sides.
I noticed how much she loves slippers… flat ones for that fact.

Her: (closing her pot) hawu nafika.

Larona: I mean, I am good at direction.

Larona and Ntokozo do their secret cool handshake.

Her: (smiling) ngazi wena skokho.

➢ (My man)

Larona salutes.

Ona: what are you making Mammie?

Her: (elbows on the table and fists on her chin) I am making… drumroll please.

Warona does the drumroll.

Her: pap and beef stew.

“Yayyyy!!!” – all of them, including Unathi

Wawa: (excited) finally venting day.

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She laughs. Wait, venting?

Her: now y’all go play by the playroom and don’t go in Mahwee’s room tuu!!!

The runs off with Unathi.

Me: (settling for the high chair) I feel like I lost my daughter

She laughs while taking out a bottle of whiskey and red wine… Xolwa’s Lagos
whiskey brand and my wine brand.

Me: what is the name of this whiskey?

Her: (pouring it on the glass with rock ice) Kavalan Soloist.

Thought as much. She hands me the drink

Me: thanks.

She then pours herself the wine. She then drinks it. I look at her and her eyes just
show me the moon.

Me: so tell me about yourself, Mrs Mokoena

Her: (playing with her wine) well… King,.

I chuckle

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Her: (looking at the glass) I think you already know about me. I mean, I am forever
the talk in the socials and news and all that. Wena just ask and I will give you
validity.

Me: okay, I heard you, Queen.

She smiles

Her: so king, tell me about you

Me: (chuckling) just like you said, ask and I will give you validity.

Her: (smiling) how are things going by the Eastern Cape?

Me: they are okay. I even started constructing a bridge ranging to Lesotho

Her: oh wow, that is great.

Me: yeah.

Her: so when are we going to see the bridge as a country?

Me: pretty soon.

Her: hayi, I hear you.

Me: yes Ma’am. I don’t mean to be pushy but can I ask to see them

Her: (confused) them?

Me: the scars.

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Her face forms a frown.

Insert #88

Mhlaseli

Her: why?

Me: just come here.

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She comes around and I make her sit on the chair. I then look at her arms. I see
makeup around them.

Me: you covered them?

Her: I didn’t have a chose.

Me: you know, I can get you a few ointments to remove them in 27 days? Or
rather reduce their visibility

She looks at me then she moves her hands from mine. She reaches for her glass
and she drinks the wine.

Her: I would really appreciate that.

Me: it’s the least I could do for you.

Her: (looking at me) why are you doing all of this though?

Me: guess we will never know but it is definitely not pity. I just can’t pity a person.
I suck at that

She smiles

Her: wow…

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Me: so this is your house?

Her: no, it is my father’s house but he no longer lives here.

Me: ohh

Her: yeah, my house is at Sandhurst

Me: oh okay then. Ngiyakuzwa Ma kaOna.

➢ ( … I hear you Ona’s mom)

She smiles and gets up, pulling me.

Her: come help me dish up.

Me: whoa… I…

Her: suck at the kitchen?

Me: no…

Her: sounds like you scared.

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Me: (chuckling) no what? Let’s see who plates the best

Her: (laughing) whuu Ngonyama got it in him.

We laugh while plating.

Ntokozo

We are all seated by the carpet in the lounge, right around the small coffee table.
We are doing the venting thingy. It is currently Ona’s turn.

Ona: Honestly, I have nothing to say as I have everything one could wish for. I
have mom, my siblings, shelter, food, comfort, and God even best me with a sister
and Malume too.

We all laugh

Wawa: my turn…

He takes the biltong from Ona.

Him: Mina I got a new girlfriend and she is…

Lala: weeh

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We laugh.

Wawa: keng? I’m serious.

➢ (What?)

Lala: you always get a new girlfriend.

Wawa: but this one is the one

Lala: you always say that but where are they? Dololo.

Wawa: not the point. See, this one is my best ever girlfriend

Lala: and what is her name?

Wawa: (biting the biltong) rather I show you her.

He got up and as he attempts to walk past me, he slips and I catch him

Me: Wawa, you need to stop being clumsy

Wawa: oops, looks like I have fallen very hard for you

Everyone including Una: Woo!!!

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I laugh as he kisses my cheek. He then returns to his seat.

Larona: now you know that is my wife

Wawa: keep dreaming papa

They brickle back and forth. I notice Una is getting tired. I stand and walk to her…

Me: (picking her up) come on princess… let’s get you to bed.

She shakes her head no.

Mhlaseli: she loves sleeping on arms. The heartbeat is her music.

Me: (looking at her) okay pumpkin… you will sleep in my arms kerh.

I settle by the couch, just next to Mhlaseli and Una lays her head on my chest. I
gently run my fingers through her kinky afro.

Mhlaseli and the kids carry on with the venting biltong thingy. He is really doing
well with them. I am actually shocked at how they quickly blended because these
ones are very strict on who enters our life, not to mention how they quickly
trusted Mhlaseli.

Lala: Mammie, your turn.

Me: already?

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Wawa stands and hands me the biltong. I alassume he doesn’t want to to disturb
the sleeping Una.

Ona: (excited) yes Mammie

Me: okay… well, I have y’all in my life and Malume Mhlaseli and Una too so I have
nothing to worry about. I want us to go on that Maloti trip on Saturday.

Everyone: what?

Me: yes so that on Sunday we can go to the Gods Window.

The shock on their faces. Mhlaseli is laughing.

Me: ohh and I forgot. Next week is your dad’s week. Meaning, y’all will been with
him that side for the whole week

Ona: and you won’t be there?

Me: you know I can’t be there.

Larona: can I stay behind? I promise I will not be a problem.

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Me: (laughing) no Cube. You have to visit your dad. It is a must plus Ntate will be
there.

Him: oh that’s better.

Me: last thing, we will be doing yoga together on Friday.

They turn their heads in horror. Don’t even start me on Larona.

Warona: Haa mara mama.

Me: didn’t you say you like it and it is not bad last time?

Him: It was not bad when we were done with it. The process of it is horrific.

Larona: you telling me that? The world fell on top of me.

We all look at him

Him: what? Ehh, do y’all know how heavy Leon is?

Me: but Leon won’t be there this time

Him: is Uncle Mhlaseli going to join us?

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Mhlaseli and I: (same time) yes/ nah Champ

He looks at me.

Me: he is coming along.

Lala: see? Another world is going to fall on me again.

Me: I am very sure that this world will not fall on you

Him: Hayi mama let’s postpone it. I feel like I will be sick in that day

Me: (whispering) no, it was not up for debat after all.

He signs. I hand Mhlaseli the biltong.

Me: your turn

Him: yho, firstly, I know I am about to die as I will be counting hour till the yoga
thing.

We laugh

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Him: but mostly, I am grateful for today as I got to spend time with so caring and
kind souls. Very grateful for the one that is caring Unathi, showering her with
unconditional love. I think it is also her first time feeling so loved by a female
figure, judging by her laughs and smiles today. I will forever be grateful for that.
Grateful for the boys for being great help to me.

They flash smiles.

Him: grateful for my other princess…

Ona then rushes to his arms. He then engulf her in a very tight hug. She then
settles in his arms.

Him: grateful for your loving character and very welcoming warm spirit.

Silence

Him: and ohh, got y’all presents by my house tomorrow.

They all cheer in whispers and I just smile involuntary. This is very heart touching
but honestly, I feel like I am fall here. And I don’t want that as I want to get my life
on track… starting by making Mgabadeli Digital facility happen.

I look at him as he is holding Ona, sharing the biltong with her. The boys are just
eating while talking. I am just holding this warm innocent spirit here. I swear, this
child is making me feel free

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Insert # 89

Ntokozo

I am by the office, doing my usual rounds with Zandi. She has been talking but I
can’t hear what she is saying. She has been talking about a driver by the taxi rank
oshayela amaTaxi eSJZ or something.

Me: So the taxi driver kept looking at you from the rear view mirror?

Her: Yes, I know it is degrading my standard but he is so eye catching. You won’t
even tell if he is really a taxi driver.

I stop by my tracks

Her: What?

Me: He is not degrading you sisi. Appreciate everyone’s hustle. I am telling you,
the dirtiest hands make a very honest living.

Her: Uhm…

Me: Never underlook another person Zandile. Never. Nor overlook a person.

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Her: Sorry

We carry on walking. That really got me pissed as fuck.

Her: you know what? Asambe siye eRank. Maybe you will get a chase to see him.

Me: we going there to look at a person? Come on Zandile, we don’t want the man
thinking we are psychos.

Her: Khululeka siyothenga inyama yenhloko

➢ (Relax, we going to buy cow head meat)

Me: No… no… no, I don’t eat that.

Her: Cheesy

Me: No like, angivumelekile ukuthi ngidle inyama yenhloko. Umthetho kaMama

loyo

➢ (…I am not allowed to eat it. Mom’s teachings)

Honestly, I was raised in cultural values. It was believed that Cow head was for
the male figures only. Khulu would say it was designed for a man, hence kuthiwa
“inyama yenhloko” and it was believed it made women be more hot headed and

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more manly… njengokuthi when a man talks, a woman would talk over him…
phecelezi “ukuthola kuthiwa ekhaya ibhulukwe ligqokwa uMama ubaba ugqoka
isiphinifa”

Like they would be times where my family would think I ate cow head meat
because of how hot headed I was. They were so dramatic they even consulted a
traditional healer. That is when they found out that I am my father’s daughter.
But I feel like I was more of Sihle’s daughter.

Zandi: Siyothengela mina.

➢ (We buying it for me)

➢

I sign.

Me: Get the car keys.

Her: No, we will request. Trust me, Bree is not a place for serious cars like your
BMW M4 sisi. Bazoyincinza.

➢ (… They will steal it)

She has a point there. she then press on her phone as we get to our final stop by
the Data capturing floor. I then perform evaluation and all is set.

Zandi: Let’s go. Our ride is outside.

We then head to the elevator and out.

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Zandile

We just arrived with Ntokozo at Bree Taxi Rank. It is a buzz as always. Cars
hooting all over, laughing and talking of people, Queue mashells all over trying to
hep people get the right queues. But it is not that bad, considering the rush
hour!!! The traffic, fights, drivers cursing all over, accidents and the long
queues!!!!

Me: Faka iPhone epoketini Nto.

➢ (Put the phone away, Nto)

Her: Nah, khululeka. No one will dare.

➢ (Relax…)

Me: Ntokozo Unyezi Mokoena

Her: Dladla

Me: I mean Dladla… this is Bree.

Her: I know bbes. I have also been a commuter yaLana.

An old man heads our way. I think he is one of the queue marshells.

Him: Sanibonani ngane zam.

➢ (Greetings my children)

Me: Yebo Baba

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He looks at Ntokozo. Ntokozo then scans him in disbelief

Her: Bab’ Radebe?

Him: Ungubani wena.

➢ (Who are you?)

Nto: (in shock) Imina uNyezi

➢ (It is me, Unyezi)

He goes silent for a hile

Him: (shocked) Dladla?

Her: (smiling widely) Ehhena baba. Imina

➢ (Yes sir. It is me)

Him: (excited) Hawu kodwa Mgabadeli

They then share a hug. One thing about my boss, she is so kind, generous and
human to all. She legit does what she wants. She doesn’t care at all. reminds me
of the day we were on our way back to the office from Alice and Fifth, one of the
restaurents at Sandhurst… she saw a homeless woman and she got out of the car

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and we joined the lady by the park and guess what? We ate lunch with the lady.
On top of that, she gave the lady R6 000 in cash after she heard the lady talking
about having a child. Two weeks later, we had found the lady and guess what? In
summary, the lady no lives in an apartment at Westcliff, works as a teacher at
Parkhurst high and her 6 year old daughter schools at Melrose.

This lady is too generous shame!!!

Bab’ Radebe: (pulling away from the hug) Awusakhulanga kanje Unyezi… ufana
nonyoko ncamashi!!!

➢ (You have grown marn… you look exactly like your mother)

Her: (laughing) Ngiyabonga baba.

➢ (Thank you sir)

Him: Usuwagana nje ngoba amadodana ami asalindile

➢ (Have you gotten married ‘cause my son’s are waiting)

Her: (laughing) Bengishadile kodwa ngayeka. Phela ngaphelela sengiyiNdlunkulu.

➢ ( I was but I called it quits. I was even a queen of a nation)

Him: (shocked) Hayibo wena?! Ungitshelani Dladla

➢ (You lie?! What are you telling me, Dladla?)

Her: (chuckling) Ewwe baba, kwakusinda okwejokwe. Futhi nesiphambano

sikaJesus besingcono kunalokuya!

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 ➢ (Yoh sir, it was very exhausting. I even think Jesus’s cross was lighter than
my load)

Him: Hayi kodwa ungaze ushiye indoda pho?

➢ (But leaving a man though)

Her: Hayi, ube indoda engena qiniso nje.

➢ (He was a dishonest man)

Him: (laughing) Hayi uyisishimane ke ngoba hayi uphuthelwe impela.

➢ ( He is a fool because he missed out)

They share a laugh. I second Bab Radebe. Karabo is just a sore loser.

Him: (laughing) Kodwa awubuke nibahle njani ngane zami

Well, I am wearing black formal skirts that go slightly below my knees, a black slik
blouse, tuck in style, white high puff slippers that Ntokozo bought me by my
birthday and I did a bob weave installment.

Ntokozo yena is wearing a Maxi cocktail swing dress that goes halfway her ankles.
The dress is fully white and if off shoulder but also long sleeve. it has pockets by
the way but you can really identify them. She tied a white doek over her head,
covering all her locs that she tied to a low bun. She also have white slippers on
but hers are very flat. She legit loves flat slippers and sandals this time shame!!!

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That dress is making her legs look even bigger. I mean, she has big legs by nature
and currently they are swollen but not that much and now the dress is making
them look bigger. Mara they look cute on her hle!!!

Her: Oh Bhungane, lona ke umngani wam uZandile. Sisebenza ndawonye naye.

➢ (Oh, this is my friend, Zandile. I work with her)

I offer him my hand smiling and he returns the same.

Me: (smiling) Ngiyajabula ukwazi baba

➢ (Nice to meet you, sir)

Him: (smiling) Kujabule mina ngane yami.

➢ (Likewise my child)

Nto: Hhay baba awuthi singakubambezeli. Sisathi shwi laphaya eButcher.

➢ (Let us not keep you long. We also headed to the butchery)

Him: (smiling widely) Kulungile ngane zami. Awuthi name ngiye emadodeni.

➢ (No problem my children. Let me also go join the men)

He hugs Nto then me and left.

Me: Mngani wami?

➢ (My friend?)

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Her: (laughing while walking) Ehhena, kunenkinga?

➢ (Yes, is there a problem?)

Me: Kepha ngiyiPA njena?

➢ (But I am just your PA)

Her: (chuckling) if you were just my PA Zandi, ngabe asikho lana manje. Ngabe
ngiseHHovisi sikhuluma.

➢ (… We would be here now. We would be in the office as we speak)

Me:

Her: Khululeka sisi, wena ungumngani wami, thanda ungathandi.

➢ (Relax sis, you are my friend, you like it or not)

She then walks ahead, leaving me in thought. I shake my head chuckling and I
follow her.

We get to the butchery and a lady is serving us.

Her: (smiling) Sanibonani

Us: Yebo Mama. Unjani?

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Her: Ngiyaphila ngane zami nina?

Me: Siyaphila. Bengisacela inyama yenhloko ekaR150 ephekiwe.

➢ ( … Can I have cow head meat for R150)

Her: Kuphela ngane yam?

➢ (Only?)

Nto: Mina ngisacela inyama ewosiwe yeR150. Ne Papa likaR80.

➢ (Can I have grilled meat for R150 and pap for R80)

Her: Okay ngane zami.

Ntokozo pays cash. Mind you, she didn’t bring her wallet nor bag. she had it in her
pockets.

Ma: Okay, kuzothatha 1hour kerh.

➢ (It will take one hour)

Me: Siyabonga Ma.

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We then settle by the table next to us. Mind you, we are outdoors. The sun is
bazing hot but we are under shade. Ntokozo is on her phone.

Her: Yaz, ngiceda kuthola ukuthi iDivorce iFinaliziwe.

➢ ( I am officially divorced)

Me: Ohh congrats sthandwa.

Her: (flashing a colgate smile) Finally I am a free woman.

Me: Now that needs a bottle of red wine

Her: Uyazi mos

We then carry on talking. I look at the back of Nto and I spot a group of men,
heading our way. They are like 7 of them. I then spot the taxi driver.

Me: (to Ntokozo) He is coming

Her: (confused) Who?

Me: Don’t look back, the driver is coming with other men

Her: ithi unamanga!!!

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 ➢ (Tell me you lying)

I shake my head, acting normal. They then reach out table.

The driver: Sanibona

Me: Yebo

Nto: (looking at them blankly) Sawubona nawe

➢ (Hello to you too)

The other guys chuckle lowly. The driver chuckles lightly. The voice!!!

Guy 1: (to me) Koti

I look at him shocked. The other guys hit his head

Him: Yini?!

➢ (What?)

Guy 2: Ukhuluma kakhulu Bantu

➢ (You talk a lot Bantu)

Him: Kodwa ungaze ungishaye weMisizulu?

➢ (But why are you hitting me, Misizulu?)

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Misizulu: Voestek.

➢ (Piss off)

Driver: (offering his hand to me, smiling) Mfihleki

I didn’t even hesitate.

Me: (shaking his hand) Zandile Ngcobo

He smiles, revealing his dimples!!! The sight?!!! I think I just had an orgasm!!!

Him: (seducing eyes) Mafungase

I smile. He then turns to Ntokozo

Him: (handing her his hand) Mfihleki Ngonyama.

She looks at his hand then him then the hand.

Her: (looking up at him) Ntokozo Dladla

Yeses, she leaves him hanging like that!!! Now, that is the Ntokozo I know!!! He
withdraws his hand, chuckling.

Him: Kanti awushadile?

➢ ( Ain’t you married?)

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Her: Ngibe ngithi ngishadele kuphi?

➢ ( Who would I have married?)

Silence… I take a sip of my juice

Him: … Mokoena

I stop drinking same time. I look at Ntokozo and she still is maintaining a serious
look. No emotions detected!!! Now, that is a cold woman!

Her: ube ungena kuphi lapho?

➢ (Where does that concern you?)

Him: (chuckling) Cha, ngiyabuza futhi bengizama kuthi ngiqiniseke ukuthi ubafo
akazobhekana nezinkinga.

➢ ( No, I am just asking just to secure for my brother)

Her: (chuckling) Zandile, awungikhiphele iPen nePhepha lapho.

➢ (Hand me a pen and paper)

I reach for my pocket and I take them out. Yes, it is my job description to always
note down stuff so I carry it just incase my phone dies. Anywho, she writes on the
paper then hands it to Mfihleki. He takes it, curiously. The lady by the shop calls
for us to take the order.

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Ntokozo: (getting up) I think you really need those. Contact her and seek advice
on how to wear iFabiana ngoba hayi uyasiphoxa bhuti. Uzame nokufaka oDior
noNike futhi. Nisale kahle.

➢ ( … Because no, you are disappointing and embarrassing us, brother. Try
blending it with some Dior and Nike. Bye)

She then heads to the shop. I bid goodbye then I follow. We take our order and
we head to the main road and we request.

Me: As for “uyasiphoxa bhuti”

She looks at me and we burst into laughter.

Her: (laughing) I was pulling his leg. I just wanted to see how he handles
disrespect because wena inhlamba uhlezi unayo shame!!!

➢ (… You always have insults in your mouth)

We laugh.

Me: so how is he?

Her: Well, he is okay but you could have told me that it was Mfihleki Caesar
Ngonyama kwancono.

Me: I didn’t know

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Her: You telling me you don’t know Mkhuseli’s brother?

Me: You mean the Ngonyamas?

She nods

Me: I didn’t notice but why is he la eRank though?

Her: He owns the SJZ taxis, along with the Jeff ones.

Me: Haa

Her: I thought you knew. Well, when you said SJZ, I wasn’t sure ‘cause he is
popularly known for the JEF ones.

Me: Yeses…

Her: Be ready girl ‘cause we are talking here about Xhosa men.

Me: eish.

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Her: I was shocked when you said ugcoka iFabiani but he is a taxi driver. I knew
something was off

Me: Kanti what is the big deal with this Farbian brand?

Her: You see, Fabiani is not like Nike or Adidas or Puma whatnot… that brand is so
expensive. I could go there with R5 000 and come back with one item.

Me: It is giving Dior?

She nods. The uber arrives and we leave. I swear that Mfihleki guy will be the end
of me. those dimples hle!!! Futhi maye sethi “MaFungase”!!! screaming in
Chinese!!! But if he is Xhosa, why is his Zulu ascent so fluent, futhi eyaseMkhaya?

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Hi, I am Zandile Zikhona Ngcobo. I am 36 years of age. I am an employee at
Mgabadeli Inc as the Personal Asistant of Ntokozo. I am from eGreytown but I am

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currently situated at Ilovo in an apartment. I also don’t have any qualifications,
only clerk administration certificate.

Insert #90

Ntokozo

I am by the office with Zandi, eating. We are working on a court case.

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Zandile: But I don’t think representing this man will be good. He legit stole over a
million rands from RAF.

Me: Put your personal feeling aside Zandi. This is law.

She eats

Me: Did you manage to get me that information?

Her: Oh yes. The file must be there… second one from that stack.

I pull out the file. I peruse through it…

Me: What did you find exactly?

Her: Adv. Bhele is the one going to be on the prostitution side. He will be
representing the state. But ever since the case waited for trial, Adv. Ncube was
supposed to be the one representing the state. After you submitted your request
as the defendant term, Bhele pushed to being the one to oppose you.

Me: (sipping my juices) He wants to square our rival by the courtroom.

Her: My thought exactly. I couldn’t find any dirt of Bhele. He is just too clean and
boring.

I bite my lower lip, thinking. Bhele knew exactly what he was doing.

Her: This case is a lose Nto.

Me: Who are the witnesses?

She looks at me confused.

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Me: (sitting up) No, this case is strong by the witness. If they don’t show up, the
case is weak and we strike

Her: So what are you suggesting?

Me: Bribe the witnesses to not appear in court. Give them their price.

Her: Okay then.

Me: I think I have to pay Bhele a visit.

Her: Plan?

Me: Let’s just say, it will reap his dignity and reputation.

This is going to be the hard though and I am fucken missing Mhlaseli.

Ntokozo

Me: (entering his office) Adv. Bhele

Him: Ahh Dladla

Me: How are you?

Him: Cut the boring talk. What do you want?

Me: Thought you would never ask.

He looks at me as I am standing. If you noticed, I hate sitting. It is not that I hate it,
I just don’t trust.

Me: you and I know that Mabuza is innocent. Why are you doing this?

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Him: (chuckling) He happens to be your client so he dies for you.

Me: Why?

Him: Because you have always had the great publicity, even won against Jessica.

Me: Ohh?

Him: See, I knew this one would be very tricky for you. Mabuza is innocent but he
will go down for you, along with your “n.o 1 best lawyer in Africa” reputation. Just
imagine the headlines “Adv. Bhele to beat Adv. Dladla”

I smirk…

Me: I would suggest you confess the truth Adv. Bhele.

Him: and miss your downfall? No, thanks

Me: (raising my hands on the air) Hayi, if you say so.

I attempt to leave.

Him: I so hope you don’t pull your crazy stunts.

Me: (still looking at the door) It is not like you going to do shit, Bhele. I fight by the
law and that is final.

I then exit his office and head to my car. When I get there, I just save the
recording. He will be serving a nice long three years of false testimony given to
the court. And I will make sure he doesn’t make it out in two legs. I think a lift will
work for him, I mean what could be better than a coffin?

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Mhlaseli

I get to Xolwa’s house with Xolwa. We are just chuckling and chating there and
there.

Me: (laughing) Mxm, wena you need to just stop this snake thing.

Him: And lose my wealth, no thanks.

Me: But you could be just like me. get the one that allows you to have a family of
your own.

Him: njengawe?

➢ (Like you?)

Me: Yes. What could be wrong there?

The door swing open and Mfihleki enters, carrying shopping bags

Xolwa: And then?

Him: Just went to buy some clothes.

Me: Dior Mfihleki?

Him: Yeah

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Me: Hayibo, kanti awuzange wathi awuyithandi iDior?

➢ (Whoa, did you say you hate Dior?)

Him: Guess I changed.

Mkhuseli enters with Geja. They stop at their tracks when they see te plastic
bags…

Geja: Awu sgaxa mabandi, usuthenge uDior futhi?

➢ (Tough man, you bought Dior?)

Me: Yeyi, fokof. Akusokona okwami lokhu… thetha noFuza wakho ayimna.

➢ (Piss off. These are not mine… talk to your brother not me)

They look at Xolwa…

Xolwa: Ningalinge ningibhadlele mna. Have you ever seen me in a Dior shop?

➢ (Don’t dare drive me crazy…)

Geja: So Mfihleki?

Mkhuseli: Hahyi ayikhoneki leyo. Le nkwenkwe ayithandi uDior. Iphilela

ububhanxa beFabiani

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 ➢ (That’s impossible. He dislikes Dior. He lives for the stupid Fabiani)

Xolwa: Kanti ezakhe ezi zinto

➢ (So these are his?)

They look at him shocked.

Mfihleki: Hayi, let me go do my things. Bye boFuza.

He then heads upstairs. Ohh, we all have house but we do have rooms in each
house hence he is saying “upstairs”.

Mkhuseli

I am chilling wth my brothers at Xolwa’s house. We have been chating but

Mhlaseli is kinda off.

Me: Skull, inton’

➢ (What’s wrong, Skull?)

We all look at him in silence

Him: I haven’t been okay as of lately. I have sleepless nights and my soul is always
unease, especially during the night time.

Xolwa: Uhlolile?

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 ➢ (Did you consult?)

Him: Yeah but it is still the same. I am told to help the woman in my dreams.

Geja, Xolwa and i: (in unison) Woman?

I sit up. This is serious

Me: But you never dream of a woman.

Him: My point precisely. I don’t know but I know that she is meant for me

Geja: Ubambo lwakho?

➢ (Your soulmate?)

He nods.

Me: That is great njena. You finally found what you have been longing for…

Xolwa: … especially after Unathi’s mother.

Him: You don’t understand…

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Silence

Him: the woman is Ntokozo Mokoena

Xolwa, Geja and i: Ini?!

➢ (What?!)

Our phones ring at once. We all pul then out and when I check, it is a live on
Instagram.

Me: Karabo is live

They all look at their screens. Xolwa connects his phone to the TV and plays the
live. We all stand next to the TV.

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Insert #91

Karabo

Me: we as the Royal house called this conference meeting to address you on the
throne.

I sigh as the cameras flash.

Me: Due to personal reasons that we can not disclose, Kgosikgadi Ntokozo
Mokoena will be stepping down as queen.

Commotion

Me: And it is of today. She didn’t do anything incriminating or betrayed the

throne but she is stepping down due to the pressure. She will also be leaving the
Mokoena family, simply meaning we will be divorcing. The choice was hers.

Comotions

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“How do we know that you are not trying to protect her as you say she did
nothing? “

Me: We all know Kgosikgadi Mokoena. She is dedicated into doing for the people.
She has done so much for morafi waTlhabeng. She has built schools, roads,
houses and a university. She has brought job opportunities, made sure that elders
and children got relief fund every month and grocery hampers on top of that. She
even fought for the land of rest of our ancestors was not damaged. She did a lot
for Tlhabeng, more than any other queen would have.

Silence

Me: She even did a lot for us as a family. She was very truthful to thr thrown, loyal
to it, respected it, and honoured it. She was not the one on the wrong. We, as the
Mokoenas take the responsibility for this incident. And we pass our apologies to
her and our greatest gratitudes for her work.

Silence

“Now, who will replace her?”

Me: No one. I will lead alone.

Commotion

Me: Thank you.

I then head out. I know the committee will be on my neck for this.

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Siyasanga

Jess: yho, this is terrible

We were watching Karabo’s live conference meeting.

Me: Yeah nerh, he must be going through a lot.

Her: don’t you think it is the perfect time to patch things between the two of you?

Me: No

Her: But…

Me: Ngithe cha MaZulu futhi ngiyema lapho

➢ (I said no and that is final)

Her : Sorry.

I just rub her belly, kissing it all over. I am legit inbetween her legs.

Her: (laughing) uyangikhitaza Twala

➢ (You tickling me)

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I carry on kissing the belly, causing her to laugh even more. this is just a very
breath taking sight.

Her: (laughing) hee.ena… yabona, ufuna ngisichamele angithi?

➢ (No, you see. You want me to pee myself)

Me: (laughing) hayibo, why?

➢ (Haa why?)

Her: (laughing) Angithi you and your baby made my bladder weak.

Me: (laughing) Askies mama

➢ (Apologies)

The door swings open. The triplets enter, with Bayanda leading the way, followed
by Ziyanda and Luyanda.

Me: Hayibo, najaba?

➢ (Why the sour face?)

Ziyanda: Baba, sicela ukuya eBurger king.

➢ (Dad, can we please go to Burger King.)

Me: Nizohamba nibani kodwa? Niyazi kumele nginakekele le ngane enkulu la

➢ (Who will take you there? You know I have to look after the big baby)

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They laugh as I side eye Jessica. she then hits my arm playfully.

Luyanda: (hands in his pockets) Khululeka Twala, uBab’ Sandile uthe uzosi…

➢ (Stress less. Uncle Sandile volunteered to do so…)

Me: (interrupting him) Ukhuluma nami izandla zisemaphakethini Luyanda?

➢ (Are you addressing me with your hands in the pockets?)

He quickly takes them out, murmuring. Ziyanda and Bayanda laugh.

Me: Angizwanga?

➢ (Excuse me?)

Him: Lutho baba.

➢ (Nothing dad)

Bayanda: (biting his apple) Khululeka Twala. uBab’ Sandile uthe uzosihambisa.

➢ (Relax, uncle Sandile will take us there)

Honestly, I don’t trust these boys. I only trust my little girl

Me: Yanda, ngingakuthembe nunu?

➢ (Yanda, can I trust you?)

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All of them: (in unison) Yebo Babana

➢ (Yes dad)

Sislence

Bayanda: Oh bebekhuluma noZee

➢ (Ohh he was talking to Zee)

Luyanda: Eish kodwa mah, cela utshele ubaba ayeke lento yakhe yokuthi”yanda”
sonke la singo”Yanda”. Lokho kumane kulethe indida kuthina

➢ (But mom, please tell dad to stop calling us Yanda. It just causes
unnecessary confusion)

Jessica: (laughing) Nifela izono zikaVika noVuma bafethu. Nina yekani lento yenu
kaBab’ Vee njalo.

➢ (You dying because of what you always doing to Vika and Vuma. Stop this
thing of calling them Uncle Vee first.)

Bayanda: akufani lokhu

➢ (It is not the same)

Ziyanda: kuyafana Baya

➢ (It is the same, Baya)

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Bayanda: cha

➢ (No)

Her: kuyafana

➢ (It is)

He then scoops her and places her by his shoulder lika a sack of potatoes

Jesicaa: weeh, Bayanda Siyabonga Twala, bheka usisi wakho phansi, bheka
ngezifuba zikaBab’ wakho

➢ (Bayanda Siyabonga Twala, put your sister down now. Flexing with your
father’s chest)

I turn to her, shocked.

Her: Kodwa nawe uyabona ukuthi ushaya ngoMuscle bakho Twala.

➢ (But you also see that they got your muscles)

Well, yes. Bayanda is muscular, way muscular for his age. I mean, he is 15 and he
is out here lonking like a 22 year – old. He enjoys being in the gym a lot whick I
really need to check on beause I know that something is eating him up. I mean, I

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was also there. I could gym with him but he gyms at night while I do the 4am
routine.

Baya: (walking out with the screaming Ziyanda) relax mfazi kaBaba, uzobaRyt
Uzee, angithi sende likaBaba?

➢ (Relax daddy’s wife, Zee will be right, right daddy’s last born?)

Zee: (shouting) Baba ngizom’nquma ikhanda uBayanda

➢ (Dad, I am going to slaughter Bayanda)

Me: Yenza njalo ntombazane kaBaba.

➢ (Do so Daddy’s princess)

Luyanda: (defeated) Bye bye love birds

Me: Yeyi wena

Him: (leaving) enjoy I”18 In my bedroom with my love”

Her: Yeyi wena Luyanda Siyalazi Twala, ngizokushaya ngeFlying kick manje

➢ (Luyanda Siyalazi Twala, I will hit you with a flying kick)

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Him: (peeping through) Kodwa mfazi wami, uzongishaya njani uthwele leyoJojo
tank. I mean, you would legit take you the whole day to stand. Uzongithola kephi
mina?

➢ (But my wife, how will you do that with that JoJo tank of yours? I mean…
where will you find me?)

Her: Haa

Me: (trying to be serious) Uzoshayiwa yimina kerh manje.

➢ (I will beat you up this time)

Him: Weeh. Babana wena ngabe uyasikhipha leso sihleko esiphelezwela

yinyembezi njalo ngoba hayi, kuyakuhlula ukusigcina phakathi. Afterall, kuthiwa
“Engakhali ifela embelekweni”. Wena hleka ngoba uyofela ebeleni mawungayenzi
njalo.

➢ (Dad, you should just release that laughter that comes with tears because
you are really failing to hide it. They say “the one that doesn’t cry dies
internally”. You just have to laugh because you will die internally.)

I look at him shocked. He then runs out.

Jessica: Ingane zakho.

➢ (Your kids)

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I then burst into laughter, crying.

Her: Ayihlekisi le ndaba Sanga

➢ (It is not funny…)

Me: (still laughing) Sorry

Her: Suka futhi phezu kwam.

➢ (Move)

Me: Haa

Silence

Jessica and I look at each other then we burst into laughter. Luyanda is the
comedian too, alongside Bayanda. He also gyms and you already know the
image… I mean, he is just like Bayanda. I would say they are a definition of the
twala men but nah, I have To take the credit along with Mahlubi.

See, Mahlubi and I were the first to hit the gym. We hit it for 2 years and when
our brothers saw the achievements, they joined. By that time Hlubi and I were
like 17 years old.

I look at Jessica and she is already catching Zzzz’s. this pregnancy really messed
her up shame. but atleast we still have 2 months to go.

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Insert #92

Ntokozo

It is 03h34 in the morning and I just woke up. I head the shower then head
downstairs.

Before doing that, I checked on the kids. They are all in Onalerona’s room, curled
up on the bed. Ona is on Wawa’s arms and Larona is sleeping, facing the ceiling.
Then on his chest lays Una. I smile looking at this very emotionally taking sight.
Yes, Una had a sleepover this side. I thought I should take abit load of her father
and he is forever by the office and possibly give the child some motherly love.

I then head to the kitchen. Mind you, I am by my house at Sandhurst. As I make

an oat banana smoothie…

“Hey”

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I flinch in shock, almost dropping my drink.

Him: Sorry, it wasn’t my intentions to startle you

Me: It’s okay.

He is just wearing a white long sleeve t – shirt with a black Nike sweatbpant. This
time he is wearing a beanie over his hair, a white one. Must I say that the t – shirt
is doing wonders to that muscular chesy and arms!!!!

Him: Unjani Mama?

Me: I’m okay

Him: Why are you still up during this hour?

Me: I just woke up. I have a case to prepare for.

Him: Asambe siyolala. I will help you prepare in the morning.

➢ (Let’s go sleep.)

Me: But…

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He shoots a death stare and I just obey. I walk ahead, leading the way and he
follows behind. His aura is a bit at unease. He then hold my waist as we walk. He
is holding my tight to him. I don’t know how but my hands ended up on his.

Mhlaseli

We are by her room. she gets under the covers and I just undress, infront of her.
she looks at me shocked. I am now left with my briefs only. I get under the covers
and I pull her close to me.

Her: (looking at my wrists) is this what I think?

I look at her, chuckling.

Her: Musa ukuhleka Ngonyama. Why did you hide it from me?

➢ (Stop laughing)

Me: (chuckling) Kanti all along I be telling you that I feel your emotions…
ubucabanga ukuthi ngikukhona njani lokho?

➢ (… How do you think I knew everything all along?)

She is still looking.

Her: Can I touch them?

Me: Have you had sex in the past 15 days?

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Her: No

Me: Have you been masturbating?

Her: (looking at me) No!

Me: Are you on your periods?

Her: No, Mhlaseli

Me: Sizoxhabanga manje

➢ (We will fight now)

Her: Sorry Ngonyama

Me: You can touch them.

She then touches them. it is like she is drawing on them. She touches my
traditional bracelet (isiphandla) then she smiles, flashing her colgate white teeth.

Her: (still looking at them) I love them.

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I look at her, shocked. I thought she would be against it.

Me: Well, don’t get used to it. I wear them by chose but amabhandi imphoqo.

➢ (The belts are a must)

I also noticed how she didn’t raise the point of the belts on my arms.

Her: So these are the only ones?

Me: Yes, I only wear the red and white ones, plain red, plain black and the black
and white ones.

Her: Both hands?

I nod.

Her: (blushing) I really love the fact that I have a strong person by my side.

I chuckle.

Me: woza.

➢ (Come)

I signal for her to get on top of me but she is hesitant.

Me: Woza, I don’t bite.

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She climbs on top of me then lays his head on my chest.

Me: I know you have been tring so hard, battling with suicidal thoughts.

Silence

Me: I know you haven’t been sleeping well at night and sometimes you would cry
in your dreams.

Silence

Me: I know you seek revenge.

She looks at me

Me: It is not the option.

Her: It isn’t vele…

Silence

Her: … But it is compulsory. It is a must – do.

Me: but why?

Her: For the scars I have, for the bruises I have, for the abuse I stomached for 9
whole years. For violating me, for taking away my last piece of dignity. For all the

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screams, for all the tears, for all the blood, for taking the woman in me… for
making me weak… for making me fear men.

Okay, that was a lot. Well, the blood I know. Yabona, this lady doesn’t understand
that she doesn’t look weak. She intimidates a lot of men. She has an aura around
her that screams “respect”. For God’s sake, she is the white witch.

I feel a stink by my heart. A physical one for that matter. I look at her and she is
crying. I wipe her tears and pull her closer to my chest, rubbing her back. I really
am not fit to talk right now. if I talk, she will use it against me for sure, breaking
her and that means more pain to me.

Me: Kulungile bamboo lwam. I am here now.

➢ (It’s okay soulmate…)

I make her look at me

Me: Sengikhona. Nothing will happen to you, okay?

She nods. Yeses, this woman is even beautiful while crying!!! Her lips are pink…
two coloured. I bite my lower lip, looking at the beautiful speciemen God created.
The Mokoenas are going to pay.

Zandile

“All rise in court!”

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We all stand. The judge enters and settles down. We all then sit. The judge then
take the path.

Judge: State, are you ready?

Adv. Bhele: Yes your worship.

Judge: lay the foundation

Bhele stands.

Him: your honour, Mr Mabuza was…

This is really boring. Especially know that this man is living. I am just shocked at
how Nto is still confident.

Zandile

Bhele has said all he needed. Honestly, man knows what he is doing.

Him: (sitting) No further details.

Judge: Defence team?

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Nto: We are ready your honour.

Judge: proceed

Nto: Your honour, I believe we all know the number one main rule of the court…
Section 60 (1) offences Act of 1953

Silence

Her: your honour, the act states… a person who is party to proceedings in court
must not intentionally engage in disrespectful conduct before the court of law,
respectively use of offensive language, interfering with or undermining the
authority, dignity and performance and/or giving false testimony in the court.

Judge: where are you going with this Adv. Dladla?

Her: Your honor, I believe by every right that Adv. Bhele is lying under oath

“haaa” people in the court room

Judge: (banging) order!!!

Silence

Judge: do you have evidence to prove that Adv. Dladla?

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Adv. Dladla: yes, your worship. Tangible evidences of a recording of the
conversation I had with Adv. Bhele.

She then presents it to the court. They play the recording. Noise is detected and
Bhele is shaking

Nto: your honour, I went to Adv. Bhele’s office yesterday, to get my information
on the court details as to the venue, time and input by the jury. He then
proceeded to making threads anf…

Bhele: your honour, I did no threats

Nl

Nto: didn’t you threaten me to not tell the truth?

Bhele: I… eh…

Nto: Adv. Bhele, didn’t you state that you want to see my downfall and that you
don’t care if my client goes to jail without any crime committed?

Silence

Nto: your honour, this court is over. That proves my client’s innocence.

Judge: Adv. Dladla, this is my house

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Nto: then stand up for your house and put it in order, your honour.

Yho!!! The judge and Ntokozo eye wrestle and the judge gives in.

Judge: with all the evidence proved in this court, the jury and I find the defendant
not guilty. Adv. Bhele, your practice certificate is suspended till you appear in
court

Bhele: (on his feet) what?!

Judge: for now, officers, take him away.

Bhele: no… no… no… no…

Two officers take Bhele out of the court.

Judge: court dismissed

“all rise”

We all stand and the judge exit and Ntokozo exit next after handshaking Mabuza.
I follow her.

Me: now that?

Her: let’s say… I always win

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Me: woman, have you ever lost a court case?

Her: (laughing) what kind of question is that? Yes, I have

Me: nah, you lying

Her: I have, a lot of them for that matter but I always learn from each one I lost
and I vowed to never lose another one or underestimate any.

Me: hectic

Her: (handing me the keys) you are driving. I am too lazy

Me: (shocked) gerra Ra here.

➢ (Get out of here)

She laughs getting in the car. I can’t believe I am about to drive a BMW M5
Manhart!!! Fuck I am going to fly it!

Mkhuseli

Xolwa: yeses, that woman fears nothing

Geja: you can say that again!!! Like, she just stood up for 2 minutes and hardly
said 50 words but won the case?! Insane!!!

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I look at Mhlaseli and he is day dreaming with a smile on his face

Me: heyi, vuka

➢ (Wake up)

He snaps

Him: uhm?

Me: what’s on your mind?

Him: nothing

We all laugh

Xolwa: hayi, someone has a lawyer to defend him in his dirty doings

Mhlaseli: fokof

We laugh and Bantu runs in the house, carrying his iPad.

Him: did y’all see this?

We look at him

Him: say what phela

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Us: (irritated) what?

Him: Mammie is making rounds on the internet

Me: ini?

Mhlaseli just grabs the iPad and looks at it

Him: hayi it is the court case

Bantu: yho, she is the G.O.A.T. They are saying here she is the beast as no lawyer
in SA stands her.

Well, that is true.

Geja: but why are they making it a big deal soh?

Him: We are talking here about the owner of Mgabadeli Inc, the number one best
law firm in Africa and 3rd best in the entire world.

Xolwa: Hayi kanti she is running a real thing?

Mhlaseli: don’t fuck with me Xolwa. What do you fucken mean?

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Xolwa goes mute. Yeah, you would swear Mhlaseli is the oldest.

Me: I am really proud of her

Mhlaseli: well, sit back because she is about to start a digital facility company
under cyber security.

We all look at him, shocked.

Geja: hayi, doesn’t she get enough? I mean she is already in the Top 10 of the
world’s wealthiest woman.

Me: In life, you never settle for norm, Geja. She is building a legacy

Bantu: Legacy? No ways… she is now building an Empire.

We look at him.

Mhlaseli: come see. They are interviewing her.

We all gather by him.

Interviewer: so Adv. Dladla, thank you for giving us your time. How do you feel
after taking on yet another big fish?

Her: (smiling) Thank you, Yolanda. Uhm, it is just like the other ones. Nothing
major so I guess it feel neutral?

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Yolanda: I know people never look at the hardwork behind a won case, please tell
us about it

Her: Well, people always look at the person that achieved, forgetting that they
wouldn’t have done it without the extra hands. Honestly, I wouldn’t have done it
without Mgabedeli Inc workers, my PA… Ms Ngcobo and of course Mr Mhlaseli
Ngonyama

We all look at him, blushing.

Yolanda: whuuu, are we baking?

Her: (chuckling) well, that is to be confirmed by him and not me.

Yolanda: okay Ms Dladla. What would you say to the young girl or young boy out
there, wanting to pursue their goals?

Her: I would say never give up. Yes, it is hard at times… I mean, I have lost cases
before but if you tell yourself that you will make it, you will. To reach your goals,
you need to accept defeat, learn from your mistakes, correct the wrong, push
hard and work smart. Consistency and perseverance is key.

Yolanda: wow, thank you so much for your time Adv. Dladla

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Her: Thank you Yolanda

Yolanda: you all have heard it. Work smart and hard. I am Yolanda Jada, reporting
live from the High Court.

We then look at each other.

Me: mshade Fuza, ungasapholisi amasego

➢ (Wife her. Don’t even waste time.)

Geja: I second that

Mhlaseli: that is the plan Fuza

We all look at him as he takes out a smal Royal blue box from his back pocket. Our
eyes widen

Bantu: is this what I think it is?

Before Mhlaseli could respond, Xolwa snatched it. He opens it and his eyes widen

Xolwa: hayi, udlala ngam Fuza.

➢ (You kidding, right?)

We all look at the ring

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Bantu: (shocked) wait is this the wedding ring or proposal?

Mhlaseli: engagement

Bantu: shut up!!!

Mhlaseli laughs as we are just jam stuck.

Geja: kanti what is it?

Xolwa: Fuza, le Ring is the Antique 4.33ct Diamond and Platnum Solitaire ring

Geja: uthe Platinum?

➢ (You said Platinum?)

Xolwa: uzwe yona

➢ (Exactly)

Me: the tag marn

Bantu: it is worth R1.1 million excluding tax Fuza.

Me: haaaa!!!

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Mhlaseli: What? You didn’t expect me to just buy a cheap ring for my wife, right?

Xolwa: perks of being a billionaire

Me: hay, Fuza. You are the man.

We handshake. The rest are still shocked. I am really proud of my brother. After
all the hardships, I am glad he grew up. I see Ntokozo being the right one for
mine, honestly. That woman looks at Mhlaseli like there is no other man.
NoKarabo just saw that he has lost her for reals.

“Sanibonani”

Xolwa just quickly hide the ring behind him

Us: hey…

She is home early this time

Her: o-kay.

She kisses Mhlaseli and she heads upstairs.

Me: that was close

Mhlaseli: (whispering) ngithen? Uyaphapha

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 ➢ (What did I say? You too forward)

Xolwa: sorry

Him: unethamsanqa engayibonanga otherwise…

➢ (You lucky she didn’t see it otherwise…)

“hayibo nahleba”

➢ (Why are you gossiping?)

We turn and we are met by Lando and the kids. Una runs to me while Ona rushes
to Mhlaseli.

Me: hi pumpkin

Una: halo Tata

➢ (Hi dad)

Ona jumps into Mhlaseli’s arms and he drops the ring box.

Larona: what is that?

Wawa picks it up and they look inside. Mhlaseli is just nervous. I can’t believe 13
year olds are making him nervous.

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Lala: is this for Lioness?

Xolwa: Lioness?

Wawa: my mom.

Me: what your mother is Lioness?

Lala: yeah, we heard Karabo call her that one time and we did it out own thing

I look at Mhlaseli

Wawa: and He was Ruthless

Geja’s eyes widen.

Geja: are you sure?

Lala: yes… now, is this for my mom?

Mhlaseli: yes champ

Wawa: you want to marry her?

He nods

Wawa: uhm

Lala: hee.ee

They turn their backs and…

“yessssss!!!!”

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They are doing their happy dance. Ona is asleep in Mhlaseli’s arms and Una yena
is playing with my hair. Ohh by the way, Mhlaseli did dreadlocks and they roped
them down to the back and he did a tape and fade trim. Yeah, he insisted on bring
back his dreadlocks so he did but only 180° of his head.

Lala: took you long enough.

We look at each other

Lando: took your precious time

We all laugh and Larona hands Mhlaseli the ring box

Him: (to me) can I have my wife back?

Bantu: hhebana

Wawa: aww Bantuza… I didn’t see you yaz?

Bantu: (under his breath) shit

Geja: what did you do?

Bantu: (whispering) I owe him a protein shake and a pack of nuts

Xolwa: why didn’t you buy your own?

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Bantu: do you see the body they have?

Yeah, these boys are bulk for their age. They look like 17 year olds.

Geja: Bantu, do you know the genetics of their parents?

Xolwa: for crying out loud, their mother looks like a gym shark

Lala: that is because she is

Lando: that… that is true.

We look at him then Mhlaseli

Him: what were you all expecting? Woman was a soccer player for the UJ team

Hayi, this woman is mysterious indeed.

Xolwa: ohh that is why she has legs of a stud.

We all look at him.

Him: what? It is the truth. No one should be walking around in such perfect legs!!!

Me: weeh

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Wawa: Bantu

Lala: My wife tuu

I hand him his wife and the wife is a backstabber. She just left me without
hesitation

Bantu: how much is the supplement?

Wawa: ‘cause it is you, 1.5 will do

Bantu: haa

Him: that is anabolic and it is not those USN ones.

Bantu: (taking out his phone) eish… eish… eish…

We just look at them, laughing

Lala: he must pay late coming fee… R200

Bantu: haa

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Me: Kanti how broke are you?

Him: so fucken bad

Misi: (chuckling) it’s giving “Habibi, come to Dubai”

We laugh

Wawa: plus taking me for a fool fee.

We all look at him

Him: for making me a fool.

We all laugh.

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Insert #93

Ntokozo

Everyone is acting all weird. It all started when I got back from that court case and
it has been 3 whole days shame. Lando yena is just cool compared to the kids. I
think I will just use the kids to get the truth out.

Ntokozo

I just freshened up and went for my purple and white flora maxi long dress and a
white headwrap. It is a Sunday so I am off. Although Mhlaseli went out with the
boys, I still have a plan to initiate. I head downstairs.

I find the kids with Lando downstairs. She is with Zandile. Yes, I love having
Zandile around.

Me: Morning

Them: hey/ hi mama/ Lioness

Me: hope you good, kids.

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Spring cleaning day

They all turn their heads to me and the terror in Wawa and Lala’s eyes!!!!
Priceless… They all sit up at the same time.

Zandile: hhebana…

Lala: whoa whoa whoa mama, why are we cleaning?

Me: just nje

Ona: there is no such

Me: hawu, guys… why are you suspecting anything?

Wawa: because we know when we clean, it is a punishment

Me: haaa

Una and Ora: yes

Me: no ways

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All of them: (in unison) yes way

Me: okay. Ona and Una, the kitchen. Warona, dining room and Larona, toilets

Lala: haaa why toilets?

Me: because I say so

Lala: unfair

Me: 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

They all run to the kitchen, gathering their stuff. The ladies laugh and I join along.

Me: Makhosikazi, let’s go upstairs eBalcony eMain

Lando: (laughing) thought you wouldn’t say

Me: (laughing) wine?

Them: yes tuu!!!

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I head to the wine cellar pulling a bottle of white wine and red wine. Well, they
drink white wine. Zandi comes with the wine glasses.

Zandile

We are by the balcony as the ladies. We are just standing by the rails. Ntokozo is
on her phone and Lando and I are talking.

Ntokozo: (putting her phone away) phela ngiyaTrend.a bazalwane

➢ (I am trending, good people)

We look at her

Lando: kumaSocials?

➢ (On social platforms?)

Her: ehhe, Tiktok, Insta noTwitter Kabha

➢ (Yes, Tiktok, Insta and even Twitter)

Me: Hayibo why?

Her: (sipping her wine) Apparently Lungile went live and she was gossiping about
me. Qagela noban?

➢ ( … Guess who?)

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Us: Bani?

➢ (Who?)

Her: Wendy and Oratile

We look at her with our eyes all out

Me: hayibo ain’t they your forevers?

Her: seems I was wrong

Lando: what were they saying exactly?

Her: (folding her arms) kuthiwa mina ngithenge indoda ukuthi ingithande futhi
ngiyathakatha

➢ (They said I bribed and begged a man to love me and that I am into
witchcraft)

Okay, now that is bad.

Me: now that is just so low of them.

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Lando: bayanya. Uyithenga njani indoda ukuthi ikuthande? Worse, indoda efana
noMhlaseli.

➢ (They are full of shit. How do you buy a man’s love? Worse, a man like
Mhlaseli)

Nto and I: exactly.

Nto: that was my check.

Lando: bayahlanya laba.

➢ (They are insane)

Me: hee.e umona wonke lo. Bengiyilindele from Lungile but Ora and Wendy?!

➢ (Yes, this is all jealousy. I expected this from Lungile but Ora and Wendy?!)

Her: weeh sisi. Bangigilile shame. I am just praying my dad, Thando and Mhlaseli
don’t see that live

➢ (… They played me shame…)

Me: yho futhi uThando is with Oratile

Lando: bruhh if the Ngonyamas find out, it is going to be war

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We look at each other

Me: uOratile ngasho ngathi uyinyoka loyo

➢ I always knew Oratile was a snake)

Lando: yenzwa nawukuthi uyoshada indoda encane kunaye

➢ (She is like this because she is after young boys)

Nto and I laugh.

Me: no what is the way forward ‘cause last I check, you were a braidsmaid to
Wendy’s wedding

Her: (sipping her wine while look at the view) Mmh, I will act like I didn’t see the
live. I will be the “good soft” friend

Lando: shaya lezinto

➢ (Beat this things)

Her: (chuckling) nah, the best revenge is letting them see me succeed. I want my
success to burn them.

We look at her as she plasters a smirk on her face.

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Her: Zandi, call Keith and tell her that we accept her invitation to her show
tomorrow evening.

Me: Keith as in the one for the She money show?

Her: yes.

Okay, now this is how I love revenge. She is officially my role model.

Me: on it

Her: Larona!!!

“Mama!!!”

Her: do the pool. Warona!!!

“mama!!!”

Her: backyard. Ona!!!

“Lioness!!!”

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Her: the garden

“shit!”

Her: angizwanga?

➢ (Excuse me?)

Silence

Her: thought as much. Una!!!

“Mammie!!!”

Her: the basketball court!!!

“eish, okay!!!”

Lando: hawu nkos yam… ingane zam

Nto: (chuckling) they will learn to no keep secrets from me

Me: secrets?

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Her: let’s say, they are really betraying me and I have to make them feel the pain

Lando: weeh.

Mhlaseli

I just got back from a long day with my brothers. It is around 21h03 so I assume
the kids are asleep. We got in and we find Lando and Zandile with Ntokozo in the
living room, eating snacks of a movie.

Me: Ladies

Lando and Zandi: hey

I head to Ntokozo and I kiss her. She gladly accepts.

Me: unjani mama?

Her: (blushing) I’m good, Ngonyama

I look into her eyes and I just smile to myself. I never thought I would fall like this
for a woman.

“yho, Unyezi… I am done mina. No more”

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We all look at the kids all stand right Infront of the TV, facing us. They are wearing
mini aprons and cleaning gloves. You can’t miss the dirt on them. Mara Larona is
not here.

Me: wait, ain’t y’all supposed to me sleeping? And where is your bother?

“Ahhh!!!”

We hear loud stomps from upstairs

Me: let me…

“Ahhh fuck!!! Shit!!!”

It goes silent and we hear loud footsteps.

“Hayi ngeke. I can’t do this anymore.”

Larona appears, with wet toilet paper all over him.

Wawa: what did we do to you mama?

Nto: nothing my dimes. I am just teaching you how to be responsible.

Una: even me?

Her: yes my precious dime

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Ona: mama, do you see how dirty I am?

She is all muddy and dusty

Nto: what am I to you all?

Silence

Her: what am I to you all?

Them: mother/ Mammie

Her: what is Mhlaseli to you all?

I look at her. I don’t appreciate her calling me by my name. It sends me a signal

that she is mad at me

Me: haa

Her: what is Mhlaseli to you all?

Them: uBaba/ Tata/ Daddy

Her: since when do y’all hide things from me?

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Silence

Her: so if you are not going to spill what y’all were whispering about with your
father last night and oFusa bakhe then go sleep and be ready for the 6am alarm
tomorrow morning

Them: (in unison) Haaa.

Me: mama, ain’t you being hard on them?

Her: I prefer to not talk to you right now.

Silence

Her: you not going to talk?

Silence

Her: oka….

Lala: wait…

I look at him.

Wawa: Lala, thula

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Him: hayi ngeke rra. Hape Lena oClena di toilets. (To me) baba, I am sorry but I
can’t be cleaning toilets again. Mama, Baba wants to tell you something

➢ (No ways bruh. I am the one who has been cleaning toilets.)

Me: huh?

Everyone looks at me.

Her: khuluma

➢ (Talk)

Me: uhm… ehh… yaz, I don’t

Una: daddy!!!

Eish

Me: I don’t kno….

Lando and the kids: Daddy/ Mhlaseli!!!!

Nto: talk.

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Me: okay fine

I reach for my pocket, take out the box.

Zandile: (on her feet) wait… what?!

Ntokozo looks at me with her eyes wide open. I just take out the ring then slide it
on her finger.

Ntokozo

He is just look at me, with no word.

Zandile: aowa, not even a word?

Lando: Bhuti

I was about to cry but it all went back when he said absolutely nothing!!!
Perfect!!! Just how I imagined being engaged!!! _*Crying in Chinese*_

Mhlaseli

I look at Lando…

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Her: say something

Me: I have nothing to say.

Lala: won’t you say “will you marry me”

Me: (chuckling) those things are for the cowards, champ. Your mother had always
been my wife, just that she was in denial

Wawa: (laughing) now that is a real man speaking.

Everyone laughs

Me: (looking at Nto) Mrs Ngonyama?

She nods multiple times

Me: (chuckling) I work with words MaDladla

Her: (tearing up) yes, Mr Ngonyama

I just attack her with a kiss while everyone cheers up, ululating and dancing. She
laughs in between the kiss. We pull away and we look

Me: seriously?

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Lando: I had to. I want people to see my sister in-law

We laugh. Yep, she is going live.

Lungile

Me: fuck!!!

Ora and Wendy look at me.

Ora: Damnit, I regret saying what I said

Me: she gets to get married again by the one she loves while Karabo doesn’t want
to even buy me a ring!!!

Wendy: mina count me out. I told you from the onset that I hate what y’all are
doing. I expected this from Lungile but you, you Oratile!

Ora: I was doing it for Karabo.

Wendy: the very same Karabo that abused Ntokozo for a whole 9 years?! You just
the same as this bitch

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Me: excuse me?

Her: vele, uzokwenzani? It is not like you will do anything. You think you are
dangerous while you are just a toothless dog, barking at big trees.

➢ (Yeah, what will you do?)

Me: yeyi wena

Her: nah, you have to be worried right now because you are about to witness real
time revenge

She then heads out. Fuck!!!

Insert #93

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Mhlaseli

It has been three months and trust me when I say they were very blissful. I have
been spending more time with Ntokozo but mostly with the kids. I really am
growing fond of them and that makes me very happy.

She met my family official, like I introduced her to everyone. They love her but the
problem of course is Rebecca. Her and Lando grew more close. She just brought
the old Lando that we knew before all this Insta modeling thing. I mean, Lando
even wear normal classy dresses. She really must have inspired her.

My brothers on the other hand just think she is their wife, forgetting that she is
mine. Mxa!!!

Me: nifunani la?

➢ (What do you want?)

Xolwa: Hayi, usuyasihlosha?

➢ (You already kicking us out?)

Me: Ewe

➢ (Yes)

Mkhuseli: Jokes on you, asizelanga wena apha.

➢ (… We are not here for you)

Misizulu: Size kuMfazi wethi nengane zethu.

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 ➢ (we came to visit our wife and our children)

Me: Niyadika

➢ (You are nagging)

Bantu: Ukuphi vele?

➢ (Where is she?)

Me: UsasePool nengane

➢ (By the pool with the kids)

Geja: Ohh that is why you are all shirtless and all revealing

Me: Voetek.

➢ (Piss off)

They laugh

Mfihleki: Yeses!!!

We all trace Mfihleki’s eyes. The fuck!!!

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Geja

She enters through the sliding door, leading to the pool. She is wearing a white
Bra, revealing her nicely shaped breast. They are not big though, they are average
sized. She has a white denim short on, very short revealing her thick caramel
thighs. her big legs look exceptional on her!!! Her ass!!! The hips!!! Yho, Fuza
scored here. Wait, she has brackets?! My concern are the scars … like why are
they so much?!

Me: Wait, she has brackets?

Xolwa: I am as shocked as you are!!!

She then reaches us.

Her: (shy) Bo Ngonyama

Us: MaDladla/ Aww Mgabadeli/ Mfazi Wethu/ Kweyama

Mkhuseli: uyaphila kodwa Mfazi wethu?

➢ (Are you okay our wife?)

Her: (smiling) Hayi kuyaphila bhuti singezwa kini.

➢ (I am good and yourselves?)

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Him: Hayi siyaphila

➢ (We are doing great)

Me: Hee ayi… mina angiphili Mfazi wami

➢ (I am not okay, my wife)

They all look at me

Me: Cha sengishelo ukuthi sonke lesikhathi siphila nawe kanti wena usifihlela
ubuhle obungaka.

➢ (No like all this time we live with you kanti you hiding so much beauty)

Mfihleki: Ngima nawe lapho Fuza

➢ (I agree with you brother)

She laughs.

Bantu: Phela wena Mkami uhlezi ugcoke amalokwe afihla umzimba wakho

➢ (You my wife, you always wear those dresses that hide your body)

Misizulu: Yaz... namaSweatpants noHoodie

➢ (True and those hoodies and sweatpants)

Mhlaseli: Yeyi fokof nina.

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Mfihleki: Yho sorry Fuza, no need to raffle our feathe…

We look at him with his jaw dropped. We trace his eyes and a lady appears. She is
wearing a black bikini set along with a transparent black silk cloth around her
waist. She is a slender but with a big ass, thick thighs and small waist. Just like
Ntokozo but only difference is that Ntokozo has brackets and hug legs. She is also
light skinned.

Ntokozo: (laughing) Bhuti weFabian, wear that Dior I told you to wear.

We look at each other then back at Mfihleki

Bantu: Ohh so that day ubuya noDior was because my wife told you to wear it?

Ntokozo: (shocked) You actually bought it?

Me: he did, along with Zara and LV.

Her: Hayi bengidlala njena?

➢ (Has I was joking though)

Misizulu: Weeh, nganixhelela ukuba insumansumane leya.

➢ (I told you that this was all a folklore)

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Mkhuseli: He even gave away with half his Fabian clothes

Nto: What? Hawu nkosi… bengidlala.

Bantu: (laughing) Ndak’xhelela uk’ba ungamuthatheli ekhanda uLavo. Wathi kum

“hayi ndiyindoda m’na. Soze ndaxhelelwa ikhosikazi uk’ba ndinxibe nton”. Kanti
wena uhlabekile?!

➢ (I told you to not take her to head. You said you are a .an and no woman
shall tell you what to do. We busy laughing together kanti it touched you?!)

Mfihleki: Futsek wena

We burst into laughter and the lady reaches us. Mhlaseli hugs Ntokozo from
behind, holding her waist.

Her: (smiling) Sanibonani

Us: Makoti

Mfihleki looks at us, annoyed but quickly covers it up.

Him: (smiling) MaNgcoba

Her: Ninjani?

➢ (How are you?)

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Me: Siyaphila Kotiza

Bantu: Uyangikhumbula angithi mina.

➢ (You still remember me right?)

Her: (thinking) Baningi?

Him: (gasp) Haa kodwa Zandile…

We laugh

Him: It is Bantu… say it after me “Bantu”

Her: (giggling) Oh Bantu

Him: Yes, the handsome one here

Me: Fusek

Misizulu: Udakiwe

➢ (You drunk)

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Mkhuseli: Uyanya

➢ (Full of shit)

Xolwa: Uyaphupha impela

➢ (You must be dreaming)

Mfihleki: Uyabheda

➢ (You crazy)

Bantu: Kodwa let’s be honest I have the looks.

Me: Not hyping them but we know that Bhut’ Mkhuseli has the looks.

Xolwa clears his voice

Misizulu: Now, he is the one with the looks.

Xolwa chuckles then silence. Mkhuseli then looks at us then points at Mhlaseli
with his head.

Mhlaseli: (smirking) Benithini?

➢ (You were saying?)

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Xolwa: Haa fuck.

Misizulu: Hayi, it is now clear

Mkhuseli: (patting Xolwa’s shoulder) Hard luck Shine.

Mhlaseli chuckles proudly. Well, yes… Mhlaseli has the best looks of all of us. He is
the most handsome one here.

Xolwa: (hand on his waist) Mfazi wethu awutshele um’nt wakho ayehlise kancinci
tuu.

➢ (Our wife, tell your man to tame down the pressure)

Me: Hayi uyasibasela

➢ (He is putting pressure on us)

The girls laugh along with Mhlaseli

Ntokozo: (giggling) Hayi, zikhala sibaningi

➢ ( we are also crying this side)

Bantu: Now that is a lie. Y’all are just going to be making Una and Ona the best
looking siblings.

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Mhlaseli and Ntokozo laugh with him, burying his head on Nto’s neck. These ones
are just a great match. They look so great together.

Ntokozo: Zee, ithi ngiyobheka inane

➢ (Let me go check on the kids)

Zandile: okay, I will get some refreshments.

They then part ways. We all look at Mfihleki

Me: Why didn’t you talk to her?

Him: I don’t know. I just couldn’t.

Bantu: Cha Fuza iyakuye

➢ (No brother. Go to her)

Him: No.

We all go silent, looking at each other

Misizulu: Hawu kodwa Fuza, iit is not a bad thing. Yaz, it is natural but let me
Khuthaza you.

➢ (But brother… motivate you)

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Okay, I wanna hear this one.

Misizulu: Ithi… Mina Mfihleki

➢ (Say… I, Mfihleki…)

Mfihleki: Mina Mfihleki…

➢ (I, Mfihleki…)

Misi: … Caesar kaNgonyama

Him: … Caesar kaNgonyama

Misi: NgineGwababa

➢ (… am scared)

Him: Ngazobheda

➢ (Bullshit)
➢

We laugh…

Mkhuseli: Mfihleki iza la

➢ (…come here)

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Mfihleki and Mkhuseli walk, heading to the passage that leads to the kitchen.
Mfihleki attempts to move back but Mkhuseli pulls him.

Mfihleki: (Whispering) Kodwa bhuti

➢ (But brother…)

Mkhuseli: Woza la wena

➢ (Come here)

Mind you Zandile is still by the kitchen. We can see her through the kitchen aisle

Mkhuseli: Woza Marn.

He pulls him and Mfihleki grabs on the wall. We laugh and he scream whisper

Him: Fuza siza

➢ (Brother, help)

Mhlaseli: (laughing) Angizingeni

➢ (Don’t involve me)

Mkhuseli pulls him successfully. They enter the kitchen

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Mkhuseli: Koti

Zandile: Bhuti

He pushes Mfihleki towards Zandile and pretends to be grabbing a whiskey glass

above the counter.

Mkhuseli: Awuthi nginiphe iSpace

➢ ( Let me give you some space)

Mkhuseli then heads back. we look at Mfihleki and he has his head on the
counter, bend over next to Zandile. Zandile stops cutting the watermelon.

Her: Are you okay?

Mfihleki raises his head, looking at us.

Him: Yeah, I am just abit dizzy.

We burst into laughter.

Her: (grabbing a glass) Let me get you some water to drink then.

We laugh as he lip sync “Msunu wenu”

Xolwa: Yaz Koti… khona adinga ukuk’thela uFihleki.

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 ➢ (You know sis… Fihleki has something to tell you)

Mfihleki looks at him in terror.

Zandile: Ohh, okay.

She looks at him and he also looks at her.

Mfihleki: Yaz, Zandile… umuhle

➢ (… You beautiful)

Her: (blushing) Ngiyabonga

➢ (Thank you)

“Hhave nithanda izindaba boh”

➢ (Y’all love news)

We look at it is Ntokozo. she is leaning on the siding door.

Bantu: Shhshh

Fihleki: Ngifuna ukuthi… uhm… eh…

➢ (I want to say…)

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Our eyes widen as Zandile just attacks Fihleki with a kiss.

Ntokozo: (excitedly) Wadla MaNgcobo!!! Ngazi wena, Mashiy’ amahle!!!

We look at them shocked. Mhlaseli is looking at Ntokozo who is laughing.

Nto: (laughing) what?!

He chuckles. Nto then gives him the loser tongue face. Few minutes later, we
heard footsteps. We look at Mhlaseli is chasing Ntokozo. we all rush to the sliding
door, along with the love birds. When we get there, we find Ntokozo running with
Mhlaseli chasing her around. The kids are by the pool, laughing. They are with
Lando… shocking!!!

Bantu then interprets what is happening…

Him: Wahamba uMaDladla. Wagijima uDladla. Wajika uDladla… Dladla… Dladla.

Dladla wajikela ngasesihlaleni. uNgonyama… uNgonyama wathi uyabamba
waphunyuka uDladla. Dladla the “Phunyuka bemphethe”

➢ (There goes Ntokozo. She ran. She turns… Ntokozo turns heading for the
tree. Mhlaseli tries holding her, Ntokozo makes an escape. Ntokozo the
“how to get away with murder” )

We laugh

Larona: (shouting) Team Mammie!!!

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Warona: Team Mammie!!

Una: Team Mammie!!!

Ona: Team Daddy!!!

Ehh!!! labantwana

Bantu: uDladla… Dladla wanyathela ilitshi. Hawuu Dladla wadaka kuthiwa

“Ducking the bullets” in English. Naba badlala uRinga ringa rosy… going in circles.
Nanku Dladla… Dladla waphula iRoundi. Dladla… Ngonyama… Ngonyama
uyazondela. Uyasondela… uyasibamba iskipa… Ngonyama…

➢ (Ntokozo tripped over the stone. Ntokozo then ducks… they say “ducking
the bullets”. There they go, playing Rings Rings rosy, going in circles. They
goes Ntokozo. Ntokozo breaks the circle. Mhlaseli is getting closer to
Ntokozo. He is close. He grabs the t-shirt… Mhlaseli…)

Ntokozo: (running) Sorry…

Mhlaseli: (running afther her) Oh you…

Mhlaseli tries to catch her but she pulls the devil stunt. She quickly takes a left
turn and Mhlaseli ends up in the pool.

Bantu: Washa amaDam anamaanzi!!!

➢ (Game over!!!)

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We all laugh at Mhlaseli

Bantu: Hawu yatonta indoda enkulu!!! uDladla wadansa!!!

➢ (There frowns the big man. Ntokozo doing her victory dance!)

Lando: yeses, bhuti umkhulu… buka amanzi aphakeme

We all laugh

Larona: (laughing) Yawa,

Yawa le mbewu…

Wawa, Ona, Una and Lando: (backing him) Yawa,

Yawa

Yawa

Yawa le mbewu

Yawa

Yawela ePool.ini

We all burst into laughter.

Ntokozo: (laughing) Sorry Ngonyama

Mhlaseli: As if you mean it

She laughs, helping him up. As we turn around…

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Nto: (screaming) Aaron!!!

We look at Ntokozo is in the pool along with Mhlaseli, who is laughing

Ntokozo: Mhlaseli!!!

Him: (laughing) We are in this together, MaNgonyama

Me: Safela ukungabi nabafazi!!!

➢ (Poor us the singles)

They all laugh…

“Phezu kwabo!!!”

➢ (On top of them!!!)

Bantu then sprint passed us, pushing Misizulu and they both end up in the pool.
We all look at them. One thing about Bantu, he always provokes Misizulu…
forgetting that he is a maniac.

Misizulu: (head out of the water) Mqundu wakho sbhanxa nguwe. Kutheni
uluhlupho marn!!!

➢ (Your shit, idiot. Why are you such as nonsense?)

Mhlaseli: Language… my kids are here.

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Misizulu: Xolo Fuza… kuthi nje.

➢ (Sorry brother…)

He tries hitting Bantu as they are still in the water but the water pulls him down,
causing him to dip in again. Bantu laughs, helping him up. I still wonder how did
he get the time to take off his clothes to fast!!!

“In that note…”

I feel someone pushing me, causing me to push Mkhuseli and Mkhuseli pushes
Xolwa and we all end up in the pool. I pull my head out the water.

Xolwa: (to Mkhuseli) UngiPushela nton ngoku?

➢ (Why did you push me?)

Mkhuseli: (to me) Undipushela nton ngoku?

➢ (Why did you push me?)

Water splashes on my face as Mfihleki leans inside.

Me: (to him) Undipushela nton ngoku?

➢ (Why did you push me?)

Mfihleki: (to Zandile) Undipushela nton ngoku?!

➢ (Why did you push me?)

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Zandile just blows him a kiss. Xolwa grabs Mkhuseli’s shirt. Mkhuseli grabs mine
so tight that I grab Mfihleki’s tighter, pinching him.

Mfihleki: (flinching) Uyandifikinya Fuza!!!

➢ (You pinching me, brother)

Me: Mybrother are tied too.

He attempts to punch me but I dip my head in and lands on Mkhuseli.

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I am Geja Cash Ngonyama. I am 32 years old, 4th born of the Ngonyamas and I am
an accountant. I also own a clothing brand, Ngonyama kaYise. I live at Westcliff
and this is my life.

Insert #94

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Mhlaseli

We are all looking at the war next to us.

MaDladla: (whispering) Is it me or they are fighting in slow motion.

Me: (laughing) Gravitational force of the water

Her: Yeses, they look ridiculous.

Geja tries moving from them but he receives a slap.

Him: (whirling) Haa Bhuti ungibhethela ntoni ngoku?

➢ (Why did you slap me?)

Mkhuseli gives Mfihleki a few slaps too. Geja and Mfihleki then move away
successfully with us laughing.

Mkhuseli: iKaka angizwani nayo m’na. (to Geja) Sundiqhela kak’bi, andiyontanga
yakho. Ndizokubhetha unye m’na.

➢ (I have zero tolerance policy for shit. Don’t act all forward on me, I am not
your peer. I will beat the shit out of you)

Me: Haa marn Language.

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Him: (to Mfihleki) ndathini ngempi?

➢ (What did I say about fighting?)

Silence

Him: (pointing at him) Ndikubhethela elamanqang’. Zubaleke.

➢ (Your days are numbered. Dare run when it arrives)

He then gets out the pool. Larona follows him. Yes, Larona is his emotional
support system. They are so close.

Wawa: Yeses, bakubhethile Ta’bawo.

➢ (They hit you so hard uncle)

Yes, they now speak Xhosa. They were taught by my father and Lando.

Fihleki: Yabona wena

Warona gets out the pool and runs in the house with Mfihleki chasing him.

MaDladla: Weeh Mfihleki

Fihleki: (shouting from the house) Ngeke ngimushaye…

➢ (I won’t hit him…)

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Silence

Him: … Kakhulu

➢ ( … Too hard)

Me: Mfihleki ngizokunyathela mfana!!!

➢ (I will kick you boy)

We all laugh. He then heads back running, shielding himself behind me.

Me: and then?

Mkhuseli appears, wearing swimming shorts shirtless. He is carrying Larona on his

left arm and Warona on his right.

Wawa: (to Fihleki) Ya busasho Ta’bawo.

➢ (Yeah, you were saying, uncle?)

Mkhuseli: Ubethini boy?

➢ (What was he saying boy?)

Wawa: Ubethi uzon…

➢ (He said he will…)

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Fihleki: (interrupting him) Bendithi ndizomuthengela ilekese ne iPhone 15

➢ (I was saying I will buy him sweets and an iPhone 15)

We all look at him.

Nto: Ha…

I cover her mouth fast.

Mkhuseli: Mm, siyifuna ngomso kerh. For all of them

➢ (Mm, I want it by tomorrow. For all of them.)

Fihleki nods and we all laugh. Zandile is on her knees, cry – laughing. She is so
pink.

Me: (screaming) Haaaaa!!!!

I remove my hand from her mouth.

Me: Undilumile?

➢ (You bit me?)

Her: (punching my arm) Uthi ngiphefumule njani?

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 ➢ (How was I supposed to breath?)

I smirk

Her: Mhla… (she pause, trying to be calm) I dare you Aaron and I will shoot your
balls

Me: I didn’t say anything mina.

Everyone laughs. I really love this woman.

Una: Mammie, what are balls?

We all turn to her, nervously.

Ona: (nervously) Soccer balls Una.

Her: ohh, shoot them mammie

Me: Haaa Unathi

Larona and Warona laugh their asses out.

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Insert #95

Wendy

I am at Saint Restaurent at Sandton with Ntokozo, Oratile, my two cousins Thando

and Dineo and my two other bridesmaid Thuto and Ndoni. We are waiting for
Ntokozo to arrive.

Ora: Are you even sure she will show up?

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Me: I hope she does ‘cause I need her.

Ndoni: I really wish she comes through. I really want to finally meet her.

Thuto: Bruh, especially after hearing about how kind she is.

“Sorry for late arrival. Traffic congestion e ntwere ka mo lala”

We all look at her excitedly.

Her: (hugging all us) Sanibonani.

Us: Hey/ hi/ mei skat/

She then settles next to Thato

Me: Thank you so much so come. We were even thinking you wouldn’t make it
here

Her: (laughing) Why wouldn’t i? I wouldn’t miss my girl’s day!!!

We all laugh.

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Me: Well, these are my bridesmaid. Thuto, Thando, Dineo and Ndoni. Guys, this is
my maid of honor.

Her: (smiling at them) Nice to meet y’all

Me: Time guys. Let’s go dress fitting then we will join the guys later for the step.

We all up and left, heading to a boutique.

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Oratile

I am so happy Ntokozo made it. I really missed her. I am currently sitting next to
her. well, she has her head on my thigh. We are legit waiting for Wendy to show
us her dress.

Me: Manje usutholile

➢ (Have you found the one?)

Her: (laughing) Buka pheyi kwabo

➢ (Legit)

I laugh

Me: Hayi ngiyakuvuma.

➢ (I salute you)

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I do see the ring on her finger. It is very expensive. Guess she found a rich one.

Wendy then appears wearing a mermaid like dress. It is very tight on her then
from the knees, it is feathery big. The dress is red in colour.

By the arms, it has the feathery material from the elbow to the wrists and it is off
– shoulder.

Ntokozo and I sit up with our jaws dropped. Tears threaten and they eventually
do. She looks so dreamy hle!!!

Thuto: (breaking voice) Nkos yam… awusemuhle sisi!!!

➢ (You so beautiful)

Ndoni: Hawu bakwethu!!!

Thando and Dineo are a mess, crying. Ntokozo and I get up and we hug her as she
cries.

Ntokozo: (Wiping her tears) Come on now. we don’t ant to ruin the dress with
tears.

She wipes her tears.

Me: Haww waze wamuhle sisi.

➢ (You so beautiful)

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Her: Ngiyabonga ma eh

Silence

Nto: Kuphelile ubugintsa

➢ (There ends being a gangster)

We all laugh…

Her: Now y’all go change… I want to see y’all

Nto and i: Hayi ngeke

Me: You will see us on Saturday.

We all laugh and she goes back to change. Now, the hard part comes

Ntokozo

We all arrived at Tumi’s house. My phone rings…

Me: I will follow you guys now now. I have to take this.

Ora: Okay skat

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I hate how fake they are right now. But I am glad they noted the rings.

Incoming call: Ngonyama

~CONVO~

Me: Ngonyama

Him: MaDladla, unjani?

Me: Ngiyaphila wena unjani?

Him: (chuckling) Ngisasemathandweni nawe

I blush

Him: Yeka ukumoyizela lapho

Me: (laughing) Who said I am blushing?

Him: Ngiyamazi umfaz wami

Me: Weeh… Ngonyama, ngikwaTumi, nerh? We are preparing for Wendy’s

wedding so we are doing step rehersal

Him: Okay sthandwa sami

Me: Uhm, must I add that Karabo is my dance partner?

Him: (chuckling) yehlisa umoya Mama. I trust you. I know he would do anything to
you. but the question is, are you comfortable with that?

I nod

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Him: (chuckling) Mama, I am not with you.

Me: I mean yes.

Him: Okay bamboo lwam. But if you don’t feel okay, call me and I will be there.

Me: Okay Ngonyama.

Him: Ngiyakuthanda yezwa?

Me: (giggling) I know

He laughs

~END OF CONVO~

I then head inside.

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Insert #96

Karabo

We all turn our attention to the door as she enters. We all stare in shock

Thabang: (shocked) Mammie?

She laughs

Her: Yes Thabang

He then rushes to her, hugging her while spinning her around.

Her: (screaming) Thabang ngibeke phansi tuu!!!

➢ (Put me down)

Thabang does so.

Him: You came

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Her: I wouldn’t miss it for the world.

He hugs her one more time.

Tumisho: Mammie KaThabang

Her: (laughing) Tumisho

They share a hug.

Tumisho: Ukhumbulekile shame

➢ (You were really missed)

Her: (laughing) I know, right?

Tumi: Ma KaOna

Her: haa, if it ain’t the groom himself.

They share a hug. She has been gone for 1 year 9 months and she just got thickers
with her huge legs and her waist went smaller. She really looks good, great
actually. She still looks young as always. You wouldn’t say she is 34. But you can’t
miss the fitness. She is indeed back to the gym. Heard she partnered with Virgin
Active and she is the “Gymshark”.

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Her: (laughing) You really are grown… I mean, 5 years ago you were arguing with
me on getting married. Guess who lost the bet now?

Tumi laughs with Wendy joining in. she then looks at me.

Her: (laughing) If it isn’t my dance partner with two left legs

Everyone laughs

Me: (chuckling) who said I have two left legs?

Her: (laughing) mxm you know I am right.

She then offers me a hug. I really missed this. She then pulled away.

Tumi: Oh, these are my brothers Mammie.

He points at Pitsi

Tumi: This is Pitsi

Pitsi: (offering a handshake) nice to meet

Her: (smiling) Likewise

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Tumi: This is Iphuleleng

Her: Nice to meet you

Pule: (pulling her for a hug) Likewise Mme.

They then pull apart

Obakeng: Hawu thina esingatholi

Ntokozo laughs hugging him.

Her: Askies, I didn’t see you

They pull apart.

Him: Mxm

He puts his arm around Nto’s shoulders.

Tumi: Shall we?

We all head to Tumi’s indoor studio. Nto and Obaeng keep on laughing and
chatting.

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Ntokozo

W e have been arguing for a whole straight 2 hours on which dance genre to do. I
look at all of them then I just head to the speaker. I connect then I play the song
“Lorile” and I fast forward it.

They all look at me. Ora is looking at me, excitedly. We both like this song.

The song: Hee

Hee

Hee

Hee

Ke lorile,

Nna le wena

Re kentse pala monwana

Ora and I then do our step.

#Narrative#

Everyone looks at the two dancing with their jaws dropped. Mind you, Oraitle is
wearing a purple and white summer dress that is long with a slit and she wore
slippers with it. She did cornrows on her hair by the way.

Ntokozo is wearing a black long sleeve bodycon dress that is short, revealing her
thick thighs and white ankle length Airforces. She tied her hair into a silky low
bun.

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The two do the Pedi traditional dance but with a abit of modern spice. The beat
then goes “Dom… dom… dom… dom…” and they step forward and backwards
with their right legs, following the beat while the left leg is maintaining one
position.

The girls ululate

Thuto: (ululating in Pedi) Rwa rwa rwa!!! Ban aba Phaaswa!!!

Song: Ke lorile

Nna le wena

Re tsentse

Pala monwana

It goes on and on as they do the leg tap together then they go opposite directions
then back again then forward and they do the salute gesture in one position.
Wendy and Thuto join in the dance as they have mastered it. Zandile and Thato
follow, joing in successfully. Dineo is taking a video while ululating. The guys cheer
them up.

Thato: (ululating) A reye reye reye!!!

Thabang and Pitsi then join in as the beat goes “dom… dom… dom… dom…”
again. The ladies go opposite direction, opening for the guys to be in the middle.
The guys do what the girls were doing and they go opposite directions and Karabo
and Tumi join along.

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The beat goes “Dom ti… do dom it… do dom it… do dom ti” this time and they
both do the one leg to the front thing like the ladies did. Then on the second beat
they added a little spice to it, doing a one right step to the front then the left then
the right one comes back again and they carry on like that.

Ndoni: (ululating) ah reye reye reye!!! Ahha!!!

The girls join in the ululating and the song goes back to normal and they all dance,
following Ntokozo and Ora’s lead. Obakeng and Pule join in too.

They all seat as Ntokozo and Ora do the last part of the dance. They lean forward
then backwards, following the beat 4 times then they do the saluting part then
they finish it off with a double tap on each leg then they face the side then they
stomp once kicking and the song reaches the end.

Everyone then cheer, clapping, calling our clan praises and the “Yes!!!” thingy.
Nto and Ora do their handshake then share a hug, excitedly.

Wendy

Hayi shame, the ladies really brought up the heat!!! I really loved the step.

Me: (excitedly) Now that is the step!!!

Pule: I second that than the Amapiano

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We all look at Tumi

Him: (laughing) Yeah yeah… whatever!!!

Thabang: Hawu Mammie kanti you know how to dance soh!!!

Tumisho: Yeyi sbali

Nto: (laughing) Haii it was just our favourite dance noOra.

Thuto: Woman, are you sure you are not Pedi? ‘cause hayi that was so epic for a
Swati woman!!! Le wena Ora… you don’t seem like one to do that shame!!!

They both laughed.

Ora: Don’t underestimate me sisi!!!

Nto: Wena Wendy and your fast learning skills

I laugh…

Her: I learn from the best

We all laugh.

Thabang: We can never miss the Groom and the best man, being in the
competition there

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All of us: (agreeing with him) Yeyi!!!

We all laugh.

Me: Okay, partner up everyone.

I partner with Tumi, Thato with Tumisho, Ndoni with Obakeng, Oratile with
Thando, Pule with Thuto, Pitsi with Dineo then Ntokozo with Karabo, Zandile with
Thabang.

Ntokozo plays the song then we start from the top.

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Thando

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We are all seated on the floor, taking a break. It is legit 19h06. Ntokozo has her
head on my thighs. We are all chatting over some snacks and drinks. I really

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missed seeing my sister like this. Mind you, she is busy on her phone. I then see
the ring.

Me: and then?

Everyone looks at us then they look at the hand I am holding.

Tumi: you are engaged?

She laughs nodding

Wendy: when? How? Who? Tell us tuu!!!

Nto: (chuckling) it has been weeks now. I am actually married traditionally.

Me: get out of here!!! Why wasn’t I there?

Her: you were in London when I called.

Me: shit!!!

I look at Karabo and Tumisho and trust me, the shock in their eyes and the pain.
Ora is just bitter

Ora: bet he doesn’t exist.

Silence. Ntokozo just laughs it off. Seriously, Oratile is pudding me off right now.

Thabang: ska to phapha mo wena. Congrats Mammie!!!

➢ (DDecrease the velocity….)

Nto: (laughing) thanks Thabby.

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Wendy: Thando, are the suits covered?

Me: Yebo sis’ Wendy.

Her: Okay. Ora, the food?

Ora: Covered.

Wendy: Nto, the rings and the cake?

Nto: Covered

Her: Thuto, the décor?

Thuto: All covered.

We all then chat.

Nto: (getting up) Okay guys, I have to go now.

Me: Hawu early soh?

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Her: (laughing) Early? It is very late now when you got kids Bro.

Karabo becomes unsettled

Me: Let me drive you home kerh

Her: My ride is outside khululeka

Me: I will walk you out

She bids everyone good bye then we head out.

Me: How are you holding up?

Her: (laughing) Great actually. Even got a ring on my finger.

Me: (laughing) Ngazi wena – ke!!!

We laugh.

Her: (chuckling) It is going to two years of me, being a divorcee so it is just normal.

Me: Yeah, plus Karabo also moved on with Lungile

Her: (laughing) Weeh, that is his business and not mine.

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She is actually handling this better, yaz? No jealous or hurt detected.

Me: You okay with that?

Her: Thando, I have weeped so many nights over this. I have spent sleepless
nights, doing negative self introspections due to this. I am now over it. And
honestly, the one that I have now is just beyond what I wanted in life. He just
loves me so much and I don’t want to lie, I love him so much too.

Yho, girl is in love. you can see it in her eyes.

Me: Hayi sukuthi he is the one

Her: (blushing) He is and I really want you to meet him right now.

We head out the house and we find a creamy milky grey BMW… oh shit!!! This is
a freaken Manhart BMW 340d M5. You can spot it by the painting touch of shiny
black and the red lines.

A guy comes out, wearing scotch light grey and dark grey chino tailored pants, a
white long sleeve Polo T Shirt and light grey Ankle length Airforces. He did a
German cut and has dreadlocks. He roped them to a cornrow type of thingy.

He is so buffy and average tall… my height.

Him: MaDLadla

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The voice is deep. He even has chinese eyes.

Nto: (smiling) Ngonyama, this is my brother Thandolwethu Dladla. Thando this is

Mhlaseli Ngonyama, the man that I was telling you about.

We shake hands.

Me: (chuckling) So this is uSbali.

Nto: (play punching my arm) Thando!!!

Mhlaseli laughs.

Me: Sorry kerh Mamas. Nice to meet you man

Him: Likewise man.

Me: Wait… are… are you King Mhlaseli Ngonyama on the Xhosa tribe eMthatha?

He nods, chuckling.

Me: Ngiyasho marn ukuthi ngiyakwazi.

➢ (I can tell that I know you)

Nto: Wait, did you say king?

Me: Yeah…

She looks at Mhlaseli and he avoids eye contact with her. Oops, I must have said a
lot.

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Me: Hayi sisi wami, you really have a thing for kings, hey?

She is still looking at Mhlaseli.

“Aww Ngonyama”

It is Tumi. Everyone is legit by the door, looking at us.

Mhlaseli: (chuckling) Molapo

They share a handshake.

Pitsi: Ngonyama, nguwe lo?

➢ (…Is this you?)

Mhlaseli: (handshaking him) In the flesh.

Ipuleleng: Aaron madoda.

Mhlaseli: (chuckling) Hayi marn, what did I say about that name.

They shake hands.

Tumi: When did you come back?

Him: (chuckling) 2 years ago after what happened to MaDladla.

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Tumi: (calling out) Karabo, come this.

Karabo, Tumisho and Thabang come our way.

Tumi: This is Ngonyama, the king of The Ngonyama tribe. Ngonyama, this is
Tumisho and Thabang… princes of Royal Tlhabeng. And that is Karabo, the king of
Tlhabang.

They all shake hands.

Thabang: Nice to meet you

Mhlaseli: Likewise.

We all chat for a while. I notice Karabo, stealing glance of Mhlaseli now and again.

Mhlaseli: I will have to call it a night. It was nice meeting y’all. MaNgonyama?

She hugs me, bids goodbye and walks off with her hand in Mhlaseli’s arm,
laughing and running. Mhlaseli opens the door for her then they drive off.

Me: Now, that is a beast

Tumi: Man only drives Manhart model cars.

I look at him shocked.

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Me: Where can I get one?

Pitsi: (chuckling) From the manufacturer straight and it is very costy.

Me: Hayi, it cant be that bad.

Pule: (laughing) Ehh. see that car, it cost estimatedly to R3 800 000, tax excluded.

Thabang and I look at him shocked. if you calculate the tax, it is round about R570
000

Pitsi: Man is filthy rich bruh

Pule: He legit has a garage floor in all his houses where he parks his Cars. And his
things are well protected.

We look at him

Tumi: He rules by divine right so he is untouchable. Along with his brothers.

Pitsi: Many tried but failed.

Pule: Well, Mkhuseli is known ukuthi uThwele

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Hhebana!!!

Me: How do y’all know each other though?

Tumi: we went to school with him, high school for that matter.

Karabo: Wait, don’t tell me that is Aaron Ngonyama.

Tumisho: (puzzled) The kid that went to entwaseni under the water for a year?

Tumi: Yes, that is the kid.

Karabo and Tumisho’s eyes widen.

Thabang: You mean the soccer player guy?

Pitsi: That one exactly.

Thabang: Man, I thought they were joking when they say he glowed up after the
Twaso thingy.

Tumi: Well, they weren’t joking bruh.

We all, then head inside.

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…

Insert #97

Ntokozo

I just put the kids to sleep with Mhlaseli. I am by the kitchen, eating the white
chocolate tub Magnum ice cream. Mhlaseli enters, heading to the fridge to get a
bottle of water.

He then comes back and he leans over the counter on the other side with his
elbows. He is smiling.

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Him: I am ready, Ask me.

I look at him, eating my ice cream. I am making sure that I am not breaking the
eye contact.

Me: King Ngonyama, huh?

Him: (not backing up from the eye contact) Yes, I admit. I am a king but does it
matter?

Me: Couldn’t you atleast notify me nyana?

Him: Would you have agreed to be with me, knowing I am from royalty?

I look at him

Me: No, but that is not the point.

Him: Then what is the point Mama?

Why is she throwing in the pet names now?! he is making me lose this battle. I
keep a straight face

Me: You didn’t tell me from the on set.

Him:

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Me: You could have atleast tried hinting me. I just had to discover through my
brother now.

Him:

Me: Like, I don’t get it at all. Is this how it is going to be njalo?

Why is he so serious and quiet? Why isn’t he talking back marn?!

Me: is it because you don’t trust me that much?

He raises his eyebrow.

Me: I legit don’t know you, Mhlaseli.

My voice is raising. Honestly speaking, I am angry but mostly hurt ‘cause he

always is always with me but he never saw the reason to tell me this.

Him: (calm) are you done?

Silence…

Him: (still calm) Are you done, MaDladla?

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I nod, looking down in regret. I regret the last line I said.

Him: Mawusulihluzile ikhanda ungitshele. Uyazi ukuthi uzongikhola kuphi.

➢ (When you are done, you know where to find me)

He then head out, heading to upstairs. I feel stupid right now!!!

Mhaseli

A knock on the door gets me off my thoughts. I look at it and Ntokozo enters,
carrying a Death by chocolate Magnum tub and a spoon.

Her: Hi

I look at her with my brow raised. Mind you, I am lying on my back, with my arm
at the back of my head.

Me: Stop drowling.

She snaps out of it then rushes to sit by my side.

Her: I am now okay.

I look at her and she is giving me her back.

Me: okay.

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She hands me the ice cream tub.

Me: I am not going to open it

Her: (looking at me) Why?

Me: It is too late to be eating ice cream.

Her: Mara ngiyakucela. I promise, it is my last time

Me: No

She takes the tub angrily, trying to open it. well, it is hard for because she has
nails on.

I look at her trying so hard. I sigh, taking it from her and opening it. I then hand it
to her.

Her: (smiling while looking at the ice cream) Thank you

This woman is obsessed with ice cream. It is just insane.

Her: (eating) Want some?

Me: I don’t like dark chocolate

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Now that is a pure lie!!!

Her: Ohh

Silence

Me: I am a king, yes. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to overwhelm you as
you are from a marriage with another king. I thought you would assume we all the
same. Now that is why I didn’t tell you.

Silence

Her: I am sorry I disrespected you. I shouldn’t have said all of that. Forgive me

She then leans back, placing her head on my abs.

Me: can we move past this?

Her: Gladly

Silence… I am looking at her eating that ice cream. The chocolate icecream has
made a furge. I take her spoon and I eat

Her: (laughing) I thought you said you don’t like dark chocolate.

I carry on eating. Honestly, I now see why she loves ice cream so much.

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Ntokozo

Me: (crying) Ngiyaxolisa!!! I am sorry!!!

He kits me even more. He is kicking me all over my body.

Me: (screaming) Ngiyaxolisa!!!

Him: Hayi kanti khululeka, anging’qali. Ngabe asikho la Uma ungazange

wangishiya.

➢ (Relax, I am just beginning. This could have been avoided if you never left
me)

He pulls me by my feet, dragging me to the bathroom. I try grabbing on the bush

but my arms feel wobbly.

Me: (crying out loud) Ngiyaxolisa!!!

He then presses hard on my stomach, with his knee.

Him: Uthanda bani kanti?

➢ (Who do you love?)

Me: (crying) uMhlaseli

Him: Ini?!!

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 ➢ (What?!)

He then attempts to strangle me. I then feel someone shaking my body. I then
wake up, gasping fro air. He then hugs me tight.

Him: Shsh, it was just a nightmare.

Tears are showing off.

Mhlaseli

I was sleeping when I dreamt of a lady, telling me to wake up, her daughter is
dying inside. I hurried to Ntokozo’s room and when I heard her crying, I quickly
rushed to close the kid’s door and I hurried to her.

She was crying, constantly apologizing. I really hate seeing her like this. It just
hurts me a lot.

She just dosed off my arms. I carry her to my room, lay her on the bed and I
cuddle her.

I need to do something with this. but for now, my aim focus is to help her, get rid
of the nightmares.

I understand it is trauma and all that but when I asked her is she had these
nightmares while leaving with Karabo, she said no. Ngisola isandla semfene la.

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Insert #98

Ntokozo

I am seated by the guestroom upstairs, right by its balcony. It is one of the huge
balconies that have a pathway linking Mhlaseli’s room.

In a couple of minutes, I feel his presence…

Him: ucabanga ini le ngaka ekwenza ujule emizweni?

➢ (What’s are you thing of?)

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Silence… I just look at the lake that is in a far away distance. This man loves water
to the point where he built his house next it.

Me: Yaz, ngiyacabanga la ukuthi impilo yami imosheke kangakanani.

➢ (You know, I am thinking of how my life just changed in a split second)

Silence

Me: Ngiyacabanga ukuthi indlela ngayilahla kephi.

Silence… he is still looking at me, leaning on the wall.

Me: Yabona, kumoshele ngisaMemula. Ngikhumbula kahle kamhlophe ukuthi

kunaloMa owangihloma imali.

➢ (It went wrong when I was doing my 21 celebration. I remember what that
lady said to me)

I chuckle

Me: Wathi kimi “Ngifisa sengathi ungaganela ebukhosini”

➢ (She said, “I wish you get married to royalty”)

I laugh

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Me: months later, I was married to a royal family… fact, I was a queen of an entire
nation at 21.

I laugh

Me: ekuqaleni bekumnandi angifuni nokungasho. It was very pleasant to see

people smile at your work. It was… It was very heart pleasuring to help people in
anything.

➢ (At first it was nice and all jolly…)

Tears threaten

Me: At times it was hard to compress what people said… yes, they said nice things
and all that but… you know they are always those negative comments.

Silence

Me: I remember crying ‘cause I saw a comment of people envying my marriage

with Karabo.

Silence

Me: Not that I minded but… it pained me because they didn’t know what I went
through every night behind close doors.

Silence

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Me: They didn’t know of the words that are always said to me. They didn’t know
about the cheatings. They… they didn’t know that the unconditional love that
they saw everytime on Instagram came in fists and kicks and slaps.

Silence

Me: Do they even know that I sheded tears?

I look at him and he is blank.

Me: (smiling) In my entire 32 years of living, i shredded more tears after meeting
Karabo.

He is still blank.

Me: in Karabo’s care, I lost people. If it wasn’t for me, being with Karabo, Lina
wouldn’t have met Tumi and she would have never been in that labour ward.

Silence

Me: If it wasn’t for me marrying Karabo, Khulu would have not consumed that
poison.

Silence

Me: If it wasn’t for me, marrying Karabo my dad would have not betrayed me.

Silence

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Me: if it wasn’t for Karabo, Samu wouldn’t have attempted to kill me because of
jealousy. If it wasn’t for Karabo and his family, my mother and Sihle wouldn’t have
gotten in the cross fire of his wars

Silence

Me: (chuckling) Man damaged me. he didn’t just leave physical scars , but he also
left emotional ones.

Silence

Me: Even after leaving him, he still torments me.

I look down

Me: He made me weak. So weak that I even grew a habit of flinching at everyone

Me: When I found out that I was having the qua… triplets, I cried.

Laughing

Me: I blamed myself for being careless. I mean, how am I so stupid to bring kids
into this messy marriage? How selfish was i?

Silence

Me: (chuckling) I mean, I couldn’t even protect myself. how was I going to protect
them?

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Silence

Me: hayi wasithatha ngisho isidima sam sokugcina. Wangifebela ngisho

nasendlini.

➢ (He even reaped me off my dignity. He even cheated in our house)

I turn to him again

Me: Nezandla zami kwimanje zigcwele igazi… Igazi engalicithela yena uKarabo.

➢ (I even have blood on my hands… blood that I spilled for him)

Silence

Me: (chuckling) Ngangizitshele ukuthi ngiyinja emdaka mina… big league. Ngisho
umbulali wantsondo.

➢ (I always thought I was the big dog, big leagues. I mean a real killer)

silence

Me: Hayi, wangibonisa ukuthi ngiyinja ekhonkothayo kuphela, luth’ ukuyakaza

➢ (He then showed me that I am just a wounded dog, with no action)

I look down, laughing

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Me: First person empilweni yami wokungithulisa ngo “uzokwenzani?” after
beating the shit out of me.

Me: Namanga… hai, uyawazi yena.

I sit on the chair.

Me: (wiping my tears) I am weak…

Silence

Me: … and he proved it.

I wipe my tears but they just keep coming. Honestly speaking, I never thought I
would come out alive

Him: Why didn’t you report it?

Really?

Me: (biting my lower lip) They had connections everywhere. That would have
been m, applying for a beating.

Him: why not tell family?

Me: I couldn’t let my pride be bruised like that. I don’t like it when people know
about me life

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Him: What did he leave you with?

Me, thinking about it just bring tears and pain

Me: Nightmares

Him: And?

Me: Scars

Him: And?

Silence

Me: Bruised ego

Him: And?

Me: Insecurities

Him: And how did he leave you?

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Me: (tearing up) Weak

Him: How did he do that?

I look at him and he is looking at me with his arms folded

Me: By abusing me

Him: And what did you do?

Me: Stay

Silence

Me: Technically meaning you were weak from the start.

Tears just stream down as he walk away. Guess I really was weak.

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Insert #99

Mhlaseli

It has been two weeks and trust me, the tension in this house. I don’t know what
got over me that night. I still regret it but my inner self doesn’t. I don’t know why
but it doesn’t at all.

Larona: Tata, can I have sugar?

Me: Sure boy

I hand him the sugar. I am with the kids by the kitchen aisle, eating white
porridge. They are waiting for Mkhuseli to take them to school. They didn’t like
the fact that I am not taking them but I can’t leave this woman alone.

Speaking of which, she is heading our way from upstairs. She is on grey Redbat
sweatpants, a black oversized hoodie and slppers. She did cornrows on her hair.
This how she has been since that night…

Her: Morning.

She kisses the kids’ forehead

Una: Molo mama.

Nto then holds on to her.

Wawa: Ain’t you supposed to be at work?

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Her: (smiling) not today

Lala: That is what you said for the past two weeks mama

Her: (smiling) I took a leave baby. I am sick

Ona: Oh?

She laughs

Her: I am serious. Doctor saidi should stay at home for a while.

Wawa: Okay

Lala: Not convinced but okay

She then looks at me.

Her: Morning

Me: Hi

She then heads to the fridge and takes out the juice and she pours herself.

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“Family”

Mkhuseli appears.

Lala: Fuza kaBaba

Mkhuseli: (chuckling) I will never hear the end of it, nerh?

Him: Nope

Wawa: Baba

Mkhuseli and him share a handshake. He then hugs Ona and Una

Him: Okay guys, to the car.

They take their bag packs and head out. Mkhueli heads to the kitchen

Him: (hugging Nto) Mfazi wami

Her: (smiling) Bhuti

Him: How are you holding up?

Her: I’m okay

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He then side hugs her as I eat my porridge.

Him: How is the sickness?

Me: (eating) What sickness?

They look at me

Me: Akaguli loyo muntu. Uphila saka

➢ (This person is not sick. She is very much well)

They look at me, shocked.

Me: Uhlulwa nje ukuthatha iqiniso aliyamukele

➢ (Her problem is that she is in denial of the truth)

She just walks away, heading upstairs. She is even walking slow.

Mkhuseli: What the fuck was that for?

Me: (looking at him) Yini? I was stating the truth…

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Him: (rasing his voice) Do you think we don’t know that she is not sick?!

I look at him

Him: We all do. We see it but we don’t point it out… know why?

Me: wh…

Him: Because we are showing her support, hoping one day she will be able to be
free with us. You telling me that you don’t see that this woman is going through a
lot?

Me: We are all going thro…

Him: Mhlaseli, you are a man!!! Angikhumbuli bekubonya wena!!!

➢ (… I don’t remember seeing you getting abused!!!)

Silence

Him: You have people by your side. She has no one!!!

Silence

Him: She has a lot on her plate!!! You telling me that you don’t see how
exhausted she is?!

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I stop eating

Him: Did you see how slowly she walked?!

Silence

Him: Did you?!

I nod

Him: That is a sign of disconnecting with everything!!! don’t you think she wanted
to walk fast there?!

Silence

Him: She did!!! But her mind and soul are disconnecting from her body!!!

I look down

Him: Did you see how she looked?!!

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Silence

Him: Her body is fighting but her soul is gone!!! That woman is wounded!!!

Me: I didn’t…

Him: Vele you didn’t think of it!!!

Silence

Him: That woman has been through a lot! Not even all our expiences so7 blended
together make up what she has been through!!! It wouldn’t even make up 15% of
it!!

Silence

Him: But here you are, having the audacity to say, “we all are going through a lot”

Silence

Him: If you carry on lke this, you will lose that woman and trust me, once she
leaves, Unathi goes with her and I will make sure of that.

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I look at him. It is my first time seeing him like this.

Him: (walking away) Hamb’ obhula endumbeni uyeke ukuzilahlekisa slima.

➢ (Go consult in your spiritual room and stop flopping, fool)

He is headed upstairs.

Mkhuseli

As I walk closer to her room, I head snobs. Her door is even opened, but slightly. I
look though and she is seated next to her bed, looking through the sliding door.

I try walking in but I am met by the loudest scream ever. I just stop. I look again
and her head is buried on her arms. She is still sobbing. Now this is heartbreaking.
Whatever that she is going through is really hard but I swear, two weeks ago she
was the happiest person here.

“Kwenzanjani?”

➢ (What’s happening?)

I look at him. He just disgust me right now.

Me: Ubulindeleni?

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 ➢ (What were you expecting?)

Him: Is she okay?

Me: does she sound okay?

Him:

Me: Don’t start with me, Mhlaseli. I will blow your brains out right now.

He has is red traditional regina on (ibhayi) his waist.

Me: Hamb’ obhula manje and leave her alone.

He looks down and I just pass him, heading to the car.

Ona: Who was screaming, baba?

Me: (laughing) It was your mom. You know how she is afraid of tickles?

They laugh but I notice Larona is off

Me: What’s wrong champ?

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Him: There is no need to cover it up, Baba. I know she is hurting. I have seen her
like this before.

I look at him. The others don’t hear us as he is by the passenger seat.

Me: Your mother is strong champ

Him: Why is it that mama has to always be strong? Njalo nguye okumele
abeStrong.

➢ (Everytime, she has to be the one strong.)

I look at him, tearing up

Him: It is not fair, baba. she is human afterall. When will she have a break?

I pull him to me.

Him: I hate everyone that cause mama pain. They will all pay for this

Okay, this is going far.

Him: this is the last time someone hurts my mother and gets away with it.

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Yho… am I still talking to Larona here?

Him: Bazowukhomba umuzi onotshwala… kuqala ngoKarabo Leon Mokoena

noLungile.

➢ (They will rue the day they were born. Starting with Karabo Leon Mokoena
then Lungile.)

I pull away from him, looking at him

Him: (looking in my eyes) Okwamanje abalibambe lingashoni… ngoba lashona…

➢ (For now, let them enjoy it while it last)

➢

Silence

Him: kuyoqhuma sandlazamvana ezinye ziyofeletha

➢ (They will rue the day they were born)

Now, this child is talking like an adult. He has this cold look. if I don’t stop this, he
will grow to be a killer and I can’t let him join that life. I know how it is and I don’t
want him in it.

Karabo

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I am in my room, busy on my phone. I log in on Insta and I click on Ntokozo’s
account. She deleted the pictures we had together. The only picture she has now
is the one she uploaded 2 weeks ago.

She is wearing white sleeveless T-shirt tuck in style with a yellow, grey and white
big stripe skirt that goes all the way to the ground. It has a slit, revealing her
caramel thigh and huge leg. She is barefooted by the way. She has her hands on
her waist, looking at Larona who is laughing.

Larona is in his white sweatpants, black t – shirt and white socks. Mind you, they
are on the grass and behind them is a big lake.

The second and last frame is her and Zandile, on the ground, laughing.

“ubuke ini engaka?”

➢ (What are you watching?)

I look at her, walking in.

Me: Nothing that concerns you, Lungile

Her: Haibo, is that how you talk to your wife?

Me: No, my wife is not here njena

Her: Hhelang

I look at her

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Her: Anyways, I was thinking of a white wedding by the royal palace with big
acry…

Me: There won’t be any wedding here

She looks at me

Me: We are going to sign by the palace and that is that

Her: But…

Me: But ini Lungile?

Her: I really wanted it njena

Me: There won’t be any wedding Lungile. Must I remind you that I married you
because I was forced to?

She looks at me

Me: Now we don’t want me changing my mind and leaving you by the altar

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Her: Yho but Ntokozo yena she got a big one with all the kingdoms knowing her

Me: That is simply because I loved Ntokozo, and I still love her

Her: But I love you too

Me: I love myself too

She looks at me

Me: You are just lucky that Ntokozo is gone. Otherwise ngabe ngikufake
isithembu naye

Her: Ini?

Me: You heard me. now stop pestering me about your unreal goals.

I up and leave. I really fucked up.

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Insert #100

Lungile

I am at Saint Café, waiting for Ntokozo. I am not even sure that she is going to
come. All I want is to spit her. hopefully it works.

She then appears, wearing a red off – shoulder bodycon dress, hugging all her
hips and thighs.It is a bit long, halfway her ankles. She wore it with white Dior
court pump red bottom heels and she has a a white purse on her hand.

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She applied make up but it is natural and she has a red ombre light lipstick on. A
silver rowlex watch on, afew baracelts on each hand and an anklet. She also has a
pair of diamond earring on. She did a half ponytail on her curly kinky frontal.

She reaches me. man, this woman looks like she redimed from the dead. I don’t
know her this beautiful!!! I instantly regret calling this meeting.

Her: (serious) Lungile

Me: Hi

I stand, offering her a handshake. She looks at my hand.

Her: (looking back at me slowly) I don’t offer handshakes to those that eat my
leftovers.

Ouch… I withdraw my hand

Me: (sitting down) Please have a seat

She sits

Me: You know I was looking at how Larona and the kids have grown. It really is
shocking how they grow so fast

She looks at me blankly

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Her: I am very sure you didn’t call me here to talk about my kids. Talk.

Me: (smiling) Yaz, Karabo and I have been planning on doing a baby welcoming
for Tukelo and Tumelo

Her: Who?

Me: My babies

Her: Ohh, congrats. But I don’t see how I have to know.

Me: (chuckling) I am inviting you silly

Her: hawu…

Me: I mean, we are friends

Her: (serious) I’m not your friend

I look at her

Me: Kodwa atleast make it kerh… for the kids’ sake

Her: (serious) Whose kids?

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I look at her

Her: Yabona Lungile angikuBlame. I mean, being a housewife ongena similo

nokuzimela kuyaba iCareer. Net nje, it doesn’t have qualifications.

➢ (You seei don’t blame you. I mean, being a housewife with no self respect
and independence can be a career. Just that, it doesn’t have qualifications)

Me: How dare you…

Her: (chuckling) I have this silly tendency of cutting off people’s tongues and
making them a collection so I suggest you watch your tongue.

The fuck?! She reaches for her bag and she takes out papers.

Her: (handing me) These might interest you

I look at them and they are of her buying my company

Me: I would never do that.

Her: (chuckling) it is not like you have an option Mrs Mokoena

I look at her

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Her: you know I get everything I want. I am just making it easy for you so that you
walk away with something.

Me: Uthini kahle kahle?

➢ (What are you saying?)

Her: How is your manufacturer in state of the wiring?

Yho.

Ntokozo

She is looking at me with terror.

Her: You wouldn’t dare.

Me: (smirk) Wanna bet?

She goes mute

Her: Vele uzongenza s…

➢ (What are you going…)

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Me: Uyazi angithi ukuthi anginqeni ukudubula manje?

➢ (You know that I don’t mind killing you right now?)

Her: Phambi kwabantu?

➢ (In front of people?)

Me: Hayi bazokwenzani?

➢ (What will they do?)

Her: They will make you trend

Me: (chuckling) They won’t .

Her: how sure are you?

Me: (smirking) Raven!

Raven then stands up, standing next to me.

Lungile: wait, you… you…

Me: allow me to introduce myself…

I stand

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Me: is mise Lioness.

➢ (I am the Lioness)

Everyone in the restaurant stand, looking at us.

Lungile: (on her feet) wait, is this a trap?

Me: (smirk) Agus rinne mé é seo

➢ (And I did this)

She looks at me in shock

Me: sign the papers.

She then signs then, shaking.

Me: (taking the papers) ná fuck liom agus buailimid le chéile arís

➢ (Fuck with me and we will meet again)

I walk to the door

Her: who are you honestly?

Me: Leader of the Irish Cartel

I then walk out as they beat her up.

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Insert # 101

Ntokozo

I am looking at this man, holding me tight. Mind you, we are in bed.

I look up at him. He has long eyelashes that just make me jealous. Like why? My
eyes get struck by his pink, strawberry lips. They are just so eye catching. Futhi his
chin beard makes everything perfect. Usually I don’t go for men with beards but
his beard it just exceptional. It is only by his chin and it is small.

I look up the clock and the time is 01h37. I look at him again. I try to move away
from him as I need the toilet. He groans as my grone rubs on his, cause friction. I
try moving again and my moan meets his groan. I stop same time as I feel his
hand holding my waist down, tightly.

Him: MaDladla

His voice is so deep that it makes my body vibrate. It has this effect on me. I look
at him and his eyes are still closed.

Me: uhm?

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Him: (opening his eyes) MaDladla

Me: (looking at him) Ngonyama

His eyes are extremely small right now. Yena vele he got small Chinese eyes but
right now, they are so small.

Him: (deep voice) kungani ungahlaliseki?

Yes, he has this Zulu ascent. Apparently his mother was Zulu so he knows it too.

Me: (looking down) I… I… I… I… uh…

Him: (stroking my chin) ufuna ini?

I am legit looking at him. My knees are wobbly right now and… He sits up, pulling
me up to him, putting my legs on either side of him. This is a very compromising
position, I tell you. And it is very dangerous for me as I am wearing a short silky
night dress. He is looking deep into my eyes. They are so red, like blood shot red.

Him: (with his deep voice) ufuna ini MaDladla? Khuluma nam.

He has his hands on my thighs.

Him: khuluma nam Mkami

I just attack him with a kiss, cupping his face. He responds but pulls away.

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Him: cha MaDladla. You can’t just attack me with a kiss like that. I asked you a
question. Ufuna ini?

There is so much emotions in that statement. You can’t miss the ones on his eyes.

Me: (looking straight in his eyes) ngifuna wena Ngonyama.

Him: yimi lona. Ufuna ini Kimi?

He really wants me to say it. I figured he is one to want you to talk, even in
embarrassing moments. He is just one person I have never came across.

Me: I want you in me, buried deep in me.

In a matter of seconds he attacks me with a kiss, while grabbing on my waist for

dear life. The kiss is very intense. It is filled with a lot of lust and emotions too. He
tries to get my mouth to open widely so that he could get my lower lip but I
challenge him a bit. His hand then moves under my dress, up to my breasts and
he pinches my nipple, causing me to gasp, giving him access to my lower lip. Can’t
believe I lost just like that.

Our tongues wrestle for dominance and he wins. I can feel him smirk. Fuck this
man is showing me that I am a woman. His hands travel down my stomach,
straight to my underwear. He then rubs my honeypot.

Me: (moaning) ahh…

He then pushes it to the side and he insert one finger.

Me: (moaning) ahh, fuck…

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He moves it in rhythm while kissing my neck. The moment he inserts the second
finger, my eyes roll.

Him: (deep voice) don’t do that.

I just close my eyes, biting my lower lip. I then feel a stinging pain right by my
neck.

Me: (moaning in agony) AHHHH!

He is biting my neck while sucking and blowing on it. After a while he kisses that
spot. I am legit riding his fingers.

Me: (moaning) Ohh Ngonyama…

That just triggered him. In a flash, I am in the bed on my back with him on top of
me. He is kissing me for dear life and his fingers are moving fast. I really can’t take
it anymore.

Me: (moaning loudly) Fuck!!!

I then release. He fingers me throughout my orgasm. My toes are curling and I am

all sweaty. I can’t believe I am all sweaty before he even enters me.

He then removes his sweatshirts and the man down there springs up. He is so big,
thick and long. It legit reaches his belly button. I swallow hard. Hear me out,
Karabo was big but not this big. This is a beast.

Him: (parting my legs) khululeka, uzomjwayela Bambo lwam

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.

I guess he read my expression.

Him: (looking into my eyes) once I enter, you are mine and mine alone. You can
call me anytime you want and I will be there. I hate sharing.

I nod.

Him: (chuckling) I work with works MaDladla

Me: Yebo Ngonyama

He then rubs him on my entrance. I then remember.

Me: Ngonyama, condom.

Him: (smiling) I hit mine raw Mammie.

Me: (stuttering) but… but… but…

He then enters me as I feel my lungs run out of air.

Him: (looking straight in my eyes) Angiyindawo Mammie.

He slowly pushes in. Once he is in fully, he stops. I guess he wants me to adjust to

his size.

Him: (still looking at me) Angiyindawo MaDladla. One things I do is stick to my

commitments.

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I look at him, shocked

Him: with that said, you are mine.

He then moves out and in again. I am trying to breath while trying hard to keep up
with the strokes. After just a few strokes, I am a mess.

Me: (moaning loudly) Haaa… fuckkk!!!

He increases his pace and I am not “Mrs Screamy”. I try grabbing on the sheets
but he holds my hands. He then slows his pace but pull the devil stunt.

Me: (screaming) oh fuck!!!

He is going for deep strokes. I feel a pile up in me. I try pushing him away but he is
just too tough. I try again but he hold both my hands with his left hand,
restraining me.

Me: (begging) Ngonyama… please (breathing) can I release (breathing) please…

He ignores my cries and he carrys on. Why is this such a turn on?! Him, not
obeying me?? I then bust down there, squirting. He penetrates me throughout my
orgasm.

Me: (losing it) Fuckkk!!!!

The first man to make me squirt!!! He then enters me by my side. He is legit

looking deep in my eyes. The pleasure!!!

Me: (moaning in pleasure) Ngonyama…

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He then goes for deep strokes. My eyes just close as I try taking in all the pleasure.

Him: (deep voice) mama, vula amehlo or else I stop.

I really want to but the pleasure is consuming me. He then stop. I open my eyes
looking at him

Me: (irritated) did… did you just rob me of an orgasm?

Him: (chuckling) mangikhuluma, ubolalela.

He then moves again, deepening the strokes. In a matter of minutes, I am

screaming my lungs out. Fuck this man knows his game!!! Just as I dig my nails on
his back, he hits me with a very deep stroke.

Me: (screaming) Ahhh!!! Mhlaseli!!!

I shake so bad, like really bad and I just dig my nails even more. He strokes me
two times then he roars like a lion.

Mhlaseli

I have never tasted a woman like this one. She is very warm and shockingly tight…
like his pussy lips hug my dick perfectly.

I just lay on the bed with her on top of me, with me still buried inside of her. I am
busy rubbing her back as she has her head on my chest. I just can’t believe she is
finally on my arms.

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Me: Mama

Her: Uhm?

I hate it when she does this.

Me: Mama

Her: Ngonyama

Her voice is burnt out, really burnt out.

Me: (chuckling) where did the voice go now?

I laugh as she looks up at me with a frown.

Me: (still laughing) cha, ndiyabuza qha. Ngangiqumbeli “cat got your tongue”

She then play punch my arm

Me: (laughing) Gender base Violence Lena

Her: Mxm… ungivusele lokhu kanti?

Me: (pushing her hair behind her face) Bambo lwami, benfithi kashi…

Her phone rings. I pass her the phone and she heaves a sign.

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Ntokozo

Incoming call: Dladla

~CONVO~

Me: Baba.

Him: Ndodakazi, I just got a letter here.

Me: Baba, you always get letters.

Him: cha ngane yami, this one is different

Me: hawu?

Him: at exactly 3am yesterday I got a letter from the Ngonyamas…

I sit up immediately

Him: … becela isandla sobuhlobo for you

The fuck?! I look at Mhlaseli and he is already has a smirk on his face.

Dad: Ndodakazi, are you still there?

Me: Yeah… yeah… yebo baba, ngisasekhona

Him: what’s wrong with your voice?

Me: uhm… stupid flu

Him: Mmm. Manje are we accepting it or not?

Me:

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Him: I mean y’all have been together for almost a year now. and it has been a
year of you being divorced

Me: Let me think about it. But for now, draft the letter and I will tell you if it goes
or not.

Him: Hayi okay kerh ngane yam. You will tell me your decision.

Me: Okay baba

~END OF CONVO~

I look at him.

Me: you did this, nerh?

Him: Did what?

Me: You told your family to send a letter home.

Him: Is it a crime?

Me: Mhlaseli

Him: Angizwanga?

Me: Gele, why though?

He gives me a lousy look. Yes, this man is very bold and straight to the point. He
would blurt out very serious things and just act as if he didn’t.

Me: I mean, nginengane and I am sure you don’t want any baby daddy issues.

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Him: who said they will be baby daddy issues?

Me: (confused) uhm?

Him: Ngiyokhokhela ukuba abantwana bathathe isiduko sasekhaya.

Me: Ini?

Him: Yes

Hawu, Karabo is going to kill me. why am I even worrying about him because he
hasn’t visited the kids for a whole 4 months.

Me: Do you think Karabo will allow that?

Him: It is not up to him. The kids have the last saying in this and it is not like I am
taking them away. They will be taking my surname as their second surname.

Me: I don’t know about this.

Him: Mama, it is culture. The kids live with me, technically meaning they are
under a house of the Great Ngonyamas that have passed. I need to introduce
them to the ancestors so that they can be protected at all times.

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Okay, that one is valid

Him: Mama, I am not getting any younger, Ndiyinkosi. I need a woman to be by

my side through all of this. I need a woman that is fearless, that will support me at
all time, that will guide me to the light, a woman that will bring warmth to my
heart…

Silence

Him: And that woman is you.

He pulls me to get on top of him, holding my waist for dear life.

Him: ungubambo lwami, mama. You are what I need in my life and beyond.

I settle my hands on his muscular collarbone.

Him: ndiyakuthanda Unyezi, kakhulu futhi. Ewe I have imperfections but you are
the only one to change them.

I plant a kiss on his lips

Me: (smiling) There is nothing to change about you, Ngonyama.

He then smiles, revealing his dimples. I then hug him. I think I have found my
addiction.

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Insert # 101

Landobukhosi

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I am by McD with Ntokozo. You know, this woman just inspires me, a lot futhi. I
thought she was going to be those proud ladies with an atitdue but lutho.

She broke the ice with me by offering to help me do the dishes the night bhut’
Hlase introduced her to us. She made me see that people can still love you in
sweatpants and slippers, not heels.

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Her vintage taste of maxi cocktail dresses inspired me to also buy them. she
taught me that too much make – up could just be you, being fake to yourself. She
shows so much kindness to everyone and she respect a person for who they are,
regardless of the situation.

We are waiting for our order. Mind you it is her and i. Zandi is with Bhut’ Mfihleki.

Me: So siyakuphi after la?

➢ (Where are we going? )

Her: Siya ePark.ini.

➢ (To the park)

Me: But it is legit 19h37 woman

Her: (looking at me) Do you want to be in a house with men going crazy over
soccer?

Me: Hayi, let’s do the park kerh

She laughs

Me: Yaz sisi… this weekend I am going out with a friend. We are going to God’s
window. Could you cover for me?

Her: Hayi angizingeni lezo.

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Me: (begging) Please hle

Her: No ways… last time you sneaked away I was in the cross line with your
mother… no thanks

Me: But Rebecca is legit in the UK

She looks at me

Her: (looking away) God help me devil is tempting me

Me: I will legit give you my R1 000 McD voucher.

Her: Nkosi yami… no, your brothers will kill me. No, scratch that. Mhlaseli will kill
me

Me: He won’t I promise

Silence

Me: I will buy you 12 of those tub Magnum

Her: Deal

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Yes, her love for Ice cream is something else. She can legit finish a 2L tub of Ice
cream alone in an hour or so.

Me: (Laughing) After all that begging for ice cream!!!

Her: (laughing) You know how I am

We collect our order. She passes me the car keys.

Her: You are driving

Me: What?!

Her: (laughing) Yes.

Me: You ying!!! Me, driving a whole BMW M4 CSL with a Manhart model?!

She nods laughing

Me: (screaming) Finally I get to break speed points like you!!!

Her: (laughing) I don’t break speed points mina

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Me: (laughing sarcastic) Haha, who are you fooling?

She laughs and we head out.

Landobukhosi

We are by the park, on the grass. I am busy on my phone while she is eating,
looking at the sky.

Me: Why do you love the moon so much?

Her: (laughing) What is my second name?

Me: Unyezi

Her: That means The moon in Swati.

I didn’t know. I always found her name rare and very mysterious.

Her: See, I believe that all those that left me in spirit are there.

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Okay, I didn’t see that one coming

Her: (laughing) I know it soundsweird but to me, it makes a lot of sense.

Silence

Her: If you could look at the moon, it is so pure, shining up there. yes, it has grey
areas but what is a person without scars?

I now understand

Her: The moon was my friend when I didn’t have any. It was that one friend that
never betrayed me. that one friend that never judged me nor criticize me because
of my background and life experiences.

I feel my eyes watery.

Her: It was that one person that never left me, physical and spiritual. It was the
only one that kept the promise of keeping and protecting my loved ones at all
times. It still does, honestly.

Silence

Her: … the only one that bled with me internally and externally. There were times
where it would go red orange and I would know it was angry at me. but I knew it
would always have my back at all times.

Okay, I am now crying.

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Her: (tearing up) the only one that protected me by reflecting the light of a knife
that was supposed to kill me.

Her obsession with the moon is the same as mine with the mountains. I was also
saved by a tree from being shot. I was hiding behind it and a branch from it fell on
me, causing me to be unconscious and when I woke up, I was covered by a pile of
dead leaves. If it wasn’t for it, I would have long died.

Me: I get you

She looks at me

Her: Are you crying?

I smile at her. She pulls me to her and she hugs me tight. When last did I get a
hug, let alone a tight warm one?! Tears just stream down even more. I see why
they call her Mammie. She just has this warmth in her. it is really hard to believe
she is 3 years older than me yaz?

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Hi, I am Landobukhosi Lucia Ngonyama. I am 28 years old, last born of the
Ngonyamas and the only girl child. I am an Instagram influencer and a model. I
have no qualifications whatsoever but I am working on that.

Insert #102

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#Narrative#

At the guys’ room…

Bantu: Hayi marn bhuti… Hurry up already!!!

Misizulu: Weeh, are we even sure he wants to get married because hayi, ngathi
ufuna uMammie afike kuqala

➢ (… It is like you want Mammie to arrive first)

Mkhuseli: Hayi voestek nina

Geja: Weeh, azipheli

Silence

Xolwa: Weeh fuza, nanku ebushaya

Everyone looks at Xolwa and he just points at Mfihleki with his eyes still glued to
his phone

Mkhuseli: Put that down now.

Mfihleki: But…

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Mkhuseli: Andizoziphinda mfundini

Mfihleki sighs putting the bottle of beer down.

Geja: Kodwa bengisasho bhuuuuuuutttttiiii…

His jaw drops, looking at his brother walking down the stairs with his hand in his
pocket. They all look…

Bantu: (wiping a fake tear) Hawu nkos yam… ingane yami mayiyinhle soh iyaphi?!

➢ What do we say when my child is this handsome?)

Mhlaseli: (chuckling) Heyi fusek wena

They all laugh. Mhlaseli is wearing a dark purple Tuxedo set with no blazer. He has
a white customized shirt on, dark purple Tuxedo waistcoat, dark purple Tuxedo
slim fit tailored pants and black and white Tuxedo shoes. He has a black
traditional cloth (iBhayi) over his shoulder.

Geja: (giving him a handshake) Owakithi!!!

Mhlaseli chuckles returning the handshake…

Xolwa: Bengicabange ukuthi sivumelene ukuthi we wear blazers today

Mkhuseli: My check too

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Mhlaseli: Hay ngeke impela.

Them: (in unison) Kodwa…

Him: Ngiyema lapho

They raise their hands in defeat. The brothers are wearing dark purple Tuxedo
suits… full set and black customized shirts with white AirForces.

Geja: Can I atleast untie my hair

Mkhuseli: No

Him: Kodwa…

Mhlaseli: Ungasiqaqi ezo zinwele Geja… themba ndiyevakala.

➢ (Don’t u tie that hair hairGeja… hope I am clear)

He sighs. The door swings open. Landobukhosi enters. She is wearing a glitter
purple tight long dress with a slit from her thigh to the ground. Mind you it has a
tail. She did a frontal installment and has black Dior heels on.

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Her: Guys, ixesha

➢ (Time)

Them: (in unison) Oh shoot…

They start panicking.

Lando: (clapping her hands impatiently) Hurry up people. The Royal Hall is already
full!!!

They all exist, running… even Mhlaseli.

Mhlaseli

We are by the Royal Garden, waiting for Ntokozo. I am with my brothers, waiting.

Me: (whispering to Mkhuseli) Kanti bakuphi?

➢ (Where are they?)

Him: Yehlisa umoya, they are on their way

➢ (Calm down they are on their way)

Me: What if she had doubts?

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Him: (chuckling) That woman has everything but doubt. She is coming… trust me

I look ahead, still dololo. I lean over to Mkhuseli again

Me: What if she changed her mind?

Mkhuseli: don’t bore me tuu.

Xolwa: (interrupting us) Look what the cat dragged in.

We look ahead…

Mkhuseli: Ufunani lo la?

➢ (What is he doing here?)

Me: I don’t know.

Mkhuseli: Should we deal with him?

Me: (chuckling) No, I want him to see me marry Ntokozo so that he could really
accept defeat.

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Mkhuseli: What if he objects?

I just raise my waistcoat a bit from the back.

Xolwa: (gasping) You my brother are sneaky

Mkhuseli: Infront of everyone?

Me: You see for this woman, I would even kill you right now.

Geja: (popping his head) Hhebana

Xolwa: Re ma rato

➢ (It is love)

Mfihleki: Hayi ushaywe ngePanty lo

➢ (You are under a spell)

Me: Khuluma lo elimushaye kokugcina waze wathenga iRanger Rover latest.

➢ (Says the one who bought a Range Rover latest for a woman)

Him: Mara nawe you bought Mammie a BMW latest Manhart

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 ➢ (You also bought Mammie…)

Me: who’s getting married?

Him: Damnit

We all laugh. I look at Mkhuseli and he points out his head to Karabo and we see
him getting bitter. We end up laughing and as soon as my brother get what we
laughing at, they burst out like hyenas…

“Shhhhhh!!!” – it is Landobukhosi

We all place our finger over our lips… the DJ then plays a song… “Dream –
Lloyiso”.

My princesses walk in first, wearing white maxi cocktail dresses. You would swear
those dresses are held by something undernearth ‘cause they are just in the air.
Ona has heels on while Una has pumps on. They are pouring flower pedals all
over. They blow me kisses and I catch them, placing them by my heart. They then
head to the left side, joining their grandfather giggling.

Larona and Warona walk. I swear these kids have a walk of someone rich. They
are wearing White customixed shirts, grey waistcoats, grey tailored Tuxedo pants
and White Mokoena – Khoza sneakers. Larona tied his curls to a ponytail and
Wawa just let them loose. They walk to me and they offer me handshakes then
they settle between Mkhuseli and i. People laugh. I look at Karabo and he is like a
gun that is about to blow off. What was he expecting? After two years and
counting months of not visiting the kids no maintaining them? Not that I mind, I

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enjoy being a father to them a lot. They are the best gift I have ever wished for. I
honestly didn’t realize how much I loved these kids until I killed for them. Ewuu,
story for another day!

Everyone stands as she takes the first step.

Mkhuseli

She walks in with Thando, taking everyone’s breath. I could legit hear other gasp.

She is wearing a Dark purple ballroom dress but the dress has visible lace layers.
Like it has divides… like contour lines on the globe. They go like 30 degress, 60
degress, 90 degress and so on. On the ends, they are feathery. Bare in mind that
the dress is an off – shoulder dress.

So from the shoulders to the waist, it is solid dark purple with a touch of
rhinestones. Then from the waist to the ground, it is layered tutu type in dark
purple.

She did a low big afro bun on her hair. She decorated the bun with white pins and
the slicked down hair is decorated with Rhinestones.

She has make up on but not too much of it… it is like natural with average lashes
on.

She looks so stunning. I know she looks stunning daily but today!!!

I look at Mhlaseli and he has his jaw dropped. I know he won’t cry… that I can bet
on. He has always been the tough one.

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I look at Rebecca and I am shocked seeing her in tears. Wow!!! I look at the
bridesmaid and yho, women and drama… already crying!!!

I look at Lando and she is also in tears. Karabo yena, he is hurt. you can’t miss the
hurt in his eyes and lust too.

Thando hugs Ntokozo so tight then pulls away, wiping her tears then Dladla then
takes Ntokozo’s hand from Thando and they walk the remaining way together.
She is carrying artificial Dark purple and white flowers. I am shocked ‘cause she
fought all of us saying she won’t carry those, even if they are the most fakiest
flowers ever. She keeps laughing with Dladla. Man is even taller than her
daughter.

They then reach us. Mhlaseli then walks to them. his eyes haven’t moved from
Nto. Dladla says something to him then he offers him Nto’s hand. He takes it,
looking at her like she is a candy that he had longed for.

Ntokozo

Two months has past and I can’t believe I am here right now. Tears still stream
down. After everything I have been through, he is still here with me. He still holds
my hand with honor through I am a very wounded woman. He still looks at me as
if I am the only woman in the world while I have scars, oermanent scars. He still
married me, knowing very well that I am still a broken soul inside… I mean, I still
have the nightmares.

Him: (whispering) I love you

I blush

Me: (whispering back) Nami ngiyakuthanda Ngonyama

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He smiles, still looking at me as if I am a ghost. I wonder what his reaction will be
when he finds out that I am wearing slippers. hear me out…. I don’t normally
blame people but it is Wendy, Ora and Lando’s fault. I told them to buy me size 3
and guess what size they bought? A whole size 5!!!! That is too big.

Pastor: We are gathered here today to celebrate the unity of the two in Royal
blood. Sixolise kakhulu ngokushadisa late soo bakwethu. Niyazi indlela
zasebukhosini

➢ ( … Apologies for the delay, people. You know our ways of royalty)

“Amen!!!”

Weeh!!! Yes, the time is legit past 4 in the evening. Apparently the king does not
get married before 3 pm. I don’t know why!!!

Pastor: We thank…

He carries on talking. I really can’t make up what he is saying. I am just looking at

this beautiful specieman in front of me. I can’t believe by the end of today I will be
his official.

Well, I got into some argument with Karabo earlier on. I had to pull out my gun to
make him get that we are done!!! To be honest, I was scared. That man really
damaged me, big time. I am wounded like this today because of him.

I now see the words of Khulu. I proceeded that divorce because I saw that if I
stayed there, I would have left in a coffin and I can’t because my babbies need me
more.

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I also got a dream from MaKhoza telling me to leave Karabo and never look back
because my days were numbered with him.

Pastor: If you have anything to say, say it right now or forever be quiet.

Silence

“I object”

We all turn in shock.

Insert # 103

Ntokozo

We all turn in shock. What is he doing?!

Him: Mfundisi, I object.

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He moves from Misizulu’s side.

Him: Mfundisi, ndilambile apha and I am sure everone else is too. Now, if you
don’t mind, please… (clap.) Make (clap) it (clap) snappy (clap) Suthetha slow.

➢ (Pastor, I am hungry and I am sure everyone else is too. Now, if you don’t
mind. Please. Make. It. Snappy. Stop talking slowly.)

Lando hits his head, playfully and he holds it, screaming.

Lando: (to Bantu) Yeka ububandla. (to the pastor, chuckling nervously) Please
carry on.

➢ (Stop it with your stupidity…)

Everyone laughs. Mhlaseli is chuckling. I know he is planning on doing something

to Bantu already. Let me let him have his delulu moments but nothing will happen
to Bantu on my watch.

Pastor: (shaking his head) Haii… now to the vows. Ngonyama opted to say his
own.

What?! Nah, he tricked me!!! Luckily I wrote mine too!!!

Mhlaseli: (looking deep into my eyes) Sthandwa sami… hee.e, many call you that…

➢ (My love… no…)

I laugh

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Him: Ndlovukazi yam, bamboo lwami… nhliziyo yam. Yaz, if someone had told me
when I was 30 that I would be here, I would have said what I normally say to
Bantu and Misizulu

Misizulu and Bantu: (in unison) Yeyi fokof, usuyasuza ngomlomo…

➢ (Piss off. You now talking shit)

Everyone laughs… i laugh along.

Him: (chuckling) Let alone being here with you.

Everyone laughs.

Him: I have never loved a woman like this before. You see, the first time I saw you
at Mgabadeli Ink at the boardroom, I knew I had a chance of love. Themoment
you sat down opposite Mkhuseli and I, silence and unbothered, I knew you would
challenge me in life. Now… (chuckle) the moment you said (clearing throat)

Silence

Him: (miminking my voice) “Yabona Mkhuseli kaBaba… Inyongo angiyisuthi mina.

Mangithandile ngingayithela kuwe namanje. Angisabi mina. Mhlampe uyenzwa
ukuthi wonke umuntu, mhlaba wonke uyakhothama kuwena kodwa mina,
angikukhothameli. Uma ula, kukhala esami isiginci… kuhambwa ngowami ushuni.”

➢ (You see Daddy’s Mkhuseli. I don’t tolerate shit. I could just reciprocate it
right now to you. I fear nothing. Maybe you like this because everyone,
worldwide fears and worship you check fact is I don’t. I don’t worship you.
When you are here, you obey me. It is my way or the high way)

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Mkhuseli: Haa kodwa Fuza…

Everyone laughs as I play punch Mhlaseli’s arm.

Him: (chuckling) I knew that very same second that you were mine.

“Nchooo” – Ladies.

Him: (serious) but there were moments were I would feel that I am losing you…
like the moment I saw you in that hospital ward with nurses and doctors all over
you, trying to save your life

“EHM” – people

Funny enough, I don’t remember seeing the nurses but I remember hearing his
voice. I will never forget how Sihle pushed me off the cliff in that dream, saying I
should wake up for him.

Him: (chuckling looking down) That was the first time in life that I had so much
faith that it whatever I was doing was going to work.

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He looks at me agin

Him: we have been through a lot together , succeeded together, grew together in
a short period of time. and we fell deep too. You have shown me numerous times
that you would do anything for me and that I appreciate but my words are not
enough for all that… this ring too is not enough.

Is this nigga okay, mentally?! No like… trust me, you too will get freked out just
like me.

The ring he is talking about is a whole Antique 4.33ct Diamond and Platinum
Solitare Ring Circa 1915… and the price tag of that ring is a whole R1 019 409 plus
tax of approximately R152 911 and counting. Bruhh!!!! The look on the brothers’
faces can’t be missed… even Mkhuseli is shocked at what his brother just said.

Him: (serious) Uma bekuyangami ngabe ngithatha inhiziyo yami ngiyifake

emunweni wakho uhambe uyiphethe njalo.

➢ (If it was up to me, I would just tie my heart to your finger as proof that you
are mine)

Okay, now that got me blushing!!!

Him: (serious) I really don’t want to live without you by my side. I really can’t live
to see you with another man, at all. Ngiyakuthanda MaNgonyama, ukuze
kubephakathi.

➢ (…Always and forever)

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Holding my cheek…

Him: I can’t promise you happiness everyday but I promise my loyalty to you, my
love to you, my honesty to you and most of all, my heart to you

“Nchooo” – people. I am legit in tears.

Him: Ngiyakuthanda MaNgonyama wami and I am willing to sacrifice anything for

you, even kill for you

➢ (I love you Mrs Ngonyama…)

Mkhuseli: (popping his head) Even killing me.

Everyone laughs

Mhlaseli: everyone must know that you are mine now, even your exs shall rest in
peace. Ungowami ndlovukazi yam.

➢ (… You are my queen)

Everyone cheers. I see what he was doing there.

Me: (lip syncing) I love you

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Pastor: That was a mouthful and I am sure (chuckling nervously) he didn’t mean
the killing part.

Mhlaseli: I did

The pastor’s eyes widen in terror.

Him: Okay, Dladla it is your turn.

Zandile hands memy vows.

Me: I didn’t really memorize my vows as I only did them last night.

My voice is very hoarse right now. The brother pop their heads from behind,
looking at me with concern. And Mhlaseli yena is on pani k mode.

Me: (waving them off) don’t worry just a minor cold.

They heave sighs of relief as everyone laughs…

Me: (reading) Ngonyama wam… khumkani yenhiziyo yam…

The squirming of the ladies again…

Me: I really appreciate the… bluh bluh bluh bluh… know what?

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Everyone looks at me in shock, even him. I hand Ora my vows and I look at
Mhlaseli

Me: Yaz, I have seen them all, black pink, blue white, yellow but I have never met
the one like you.

Silence

Me: (looking into his moon eyes) a bit of sweet pink with calming blue, a touch of
moon grey and a whole red

We both laugh. He knows what I mean

Me: when I thought life has nothing good for me…

Silence

Me: … when I have forgotten about normality

Silence

Me: (looking down) You came into my life, showed me how to be normal, proved
to me that I am also deserving of happiness, loved me with all my scars and
wounds.

Silence

Me: (chuckling) You accepted me with all my flaws and loved me unconditionally.

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I chuckle

Me: At first, I thought it was just pity but all the way, I saw love… deep love just
like the ocean.

Silence

Me: the only ocean that I could swim in and be able to breath in. Ngibonga
ukungithanda, ngibonga ukungiyamukela…

➢ (I am thankful for your love. Thank you for accepting me)

Silence

Me: … Ngibonga ukungibonisa indlela

➢ (Thank you for showing me the way)

Silence

Me: (tearing up) Ngibonge ukungiyenza umuntu ebantwini.

➢ (Thank you for making me in a million)

Silence

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Me: Ngibonge ukungilethela iNtokozo empilweni yam. Kusho lukhulu kimina.

➢ (Thank you for bring me happiness in my life. It means a lot to me)

“Nchoo”

Me: Ngiyakuthanda Ngonyama wam. Futhi ngizimisele ukuyihamba le ndlela nawe

kuze kufike ekugcineni, Ngonyama.

➢ (I love you Ngonyama. And I am willing to journey this journey with you till
the end. )

Ululating…

Pastor: Hayi, amaRing angenile… amagama ashelelile… akuqhume amanzi olintshi.

➢ (Rings are on, words flowed… you make kiss the braid)

Everyone laughs and this man of mine attacks me with a deep kiss, holding my
waist tight. I never thought I would love like this after Karabo.

Geja: (shouting) Munce Ngonyama!!!

➢ (Kiss her…)

Bab’ Ngonyama: Mshayi wesinqa!!!

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Everyone cheers on their feet. We pull apart with our foreheads still entwined.

Him: Ngiyakuthanda MaNgonyama

Me: (blushing) NoMama wabo uyakuthanda

He chuckles, kissing me again. I love this man!!!

Zandile

Me: Okay guys, next pic

Nto: No, come here. I want the next one with you bbes

Me: really?

He: (laughing) come on.

I really don’t want to showcast my crazy side and only she can take it out. I walk
to her and we start posing.

Photographer: Be free ma’am

I try and when I least expected it.

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Mfihleki

We are all looking at them, laughing on the ground. Ntokozo jumped on Zandi’s
back and they fell.

Nto: (laughing) WEEEH, that went south…

Zandile: (laughing) Hawu wangiphula iqolo boh!!!

➢ (You broke my back)

They go silent. They look at each other then they burst out laughing.

The photographer is still taking pictures. They get up. They look at the
photographer then they burst out laughing again, scrambling. They look at the
photographer again then they laugh out loud, leaving us shocked. The laughters
erupting here!!!

Me: Are they always like this?

Lando: Everytime… even in the office

We look at her

Mkhuseli: I wonder what are they laughing at.

Bantu analysis and he also burst into laugher. We look at him shocked. Kanti
what’s happening?!

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Bantu: (laughing) Weeeeeh!!!!

He leans on Misizulu who is annoyed. Bantu points at the cameraman’s shoes and
before we know it, we are all laughing.

Mhlaseli and Mkhuseli are chuckling. Xolwa is leaning on me, in tears. Geja is
trying not to laugh as he is right next to the camera man.

Mkhuseli: (chuckling) What do we call this one?

Mhlaseli: (chuckling) Guccidas

We end up laughing even more.

Insert #104

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Ntokozo

We now settle down, wiping our tears sinoZandile. We take our last pictures then
I take pictures with Rebecca. She was all warm and all that. hayi, I don’t know too.

Camera man: Now, the groom and bride.

Mhlaseli comes towards me. Ora comes with a chair. I am instructed to sit on the
chair and make sure my dress covers it so that it is not visible.

Cameraman: Mrs Ngonyama, I need you to reveal the leg with the wedding belt
so that Mr Ngonyama takes it out himself

Mhlaseli and I: (in unison) What?!

I turn and look at him

Me: “Nwat” yani la? Don’t you always fuck me? What new here?!

Brothers: (in unison) Whoaaa!!!

Mhlaseli: It is not that MaNgonyama… I don’t want people seeing my assets.

Eish

Him: Wena why uthi Nwat?

I look at him. I then get close to his ear.

Me: (whispering) I am wearing slippers.

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He laughs…

Me: It is not a laughing matter

Him: Let’s do it man.

I look at him. I am going to show this one. I try raising my leg but I can’t. I don’t
want to embarrass myself

Rebecca: (smiling) Makoti, sukumisa phela unyawo

➢ (Daughter in-law, reveal the leg)

Me: ewe mama

➢ (Yes, mom)

Yes, I respect her though she is bitter. I raise my leg.

Geja: Where are the heels?

I look at Lando

Me: I think it is directed to you.

She looks at Zandile

Her: I think it is directed to you

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Zandile looks at Ora

Her: I think it is direted to you

Ora looks at Wendy

Her: I think it is directed to you

Everyone looks at her.

Her: Eish, Lando and I got a bigger size heel…

Mkhuseli: It coulding be that big.

Geja: What size was it?

Lando: 5

Misizulu: What size does Mammie wear kanti?

Wendy: (laughing nervously) 3

Their eyes widen… eiesh, that is the one thing God forgot to give me…

Bantu: (Lughing) Weeeh!!! We all laughing at the camera man’s shoes kanti…

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He holds his mouth shut at the realization of what he said. The camera man
lowers his camera, looking at him.

Bantu: sorry kodwa nawe bafo, sibizwa ngani nesichathulo sakho?

➢ (But brother, what do we call these shoes of yours?)

I hear laughs. I will not look at Zandile Zikhona Ngcoba!!! I really want to see
heaven mina!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Camera man: (looking at his shoes) iGucci

“Hawu nkosi yam!!!!”

We all look and we find Zandile on the ground, laughing while holding her
stomach. I steal a glance of Mhlaseli and he is giving me the “Go on, laugh”. I look
away.

Zandile: (in tears laughing on her knees) ohh bawo, ngoneni engaka empilweni

➢ (My lord, what has I done to deserve this?)

The snort at the end finished me.

Mhlaseli

I am looking at Ntokozo who is on my hands, laughing. She almost fell. She is even
beating my chest

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Her: (laughing) haaa… yho!!!

I can’t help but laugh too. The kids are just confused as everyone is laughing, even
Ngonyama is laughing. The photographer too is laughing. I really have to give him
more than his charges.

Larona: Mama, shoot phela. I am hungry

I even forgot that they are here. Una, Ona and Mfihleki are helping the laughing
Zandile up.

The camera man goes on with the pictures. Trust me, he took pictures of us
laughing.

Karabo

The reception is done now. everyone is eating. Mr Ngonyama also gave a strong
speech there. I look around and I find her with Zandile, Wendy, Ora and another
girl… Ngonyama’s girl I assume.

I head to them.

Me: Ladies…

Them: Hey

Ntokozo didn’t even greet me back. well, she did tell me to stay away.

Me: Can I steal her for a while

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Ntokozo: (drinking her wine) Whatever you want to say, say it here.

Me: But…

Her: (looking at me) Say it right here or leave

I sigh

Me: Cela sikhulume about the kids

Her: (sipping her wine) what kids?

Me: Our children

Her: which “our kids”?

Me: My children Ntokozo

She sips on her wine chuckling. I see the girls getting nervous.

Her: Your children died Karabo.

Me: Yini? I don’t have time to play with you Ntokozo

Her: (looking straight in my eyes) Nami angidlali nawe Karabo

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 ➢ (I ain’t playing too)

Me: Yini le oyenzayo?

➢ (What are you doing?)

Her: Yabona Karabo, ingane iyafa ingena lutho.

➢ (A child with nothing dies)

Me: Uyaphi nalokhu?

➢ (Where are you going with all of this?)

Her: Ngiya ekutheni unesibindi sokufuna ukukhuluma ngezingane ongazange

wazivakashela cishe kuba iminyaka emithathu. Awazi nokuthi zidla ini, ukuthi
zilale zidlile wena awuBotheri nokwazi nje. Awazi uma zifudumele noma cha.
Awzithengeli nezimpahla, angisayibali yamaBirthday adlule. Nokuthi nje uthathe
ucingo lwakho ubuze impilo kubona, cha awukwazi.

➢ (I am saying, you have the audacity to come all this way and want to talk
about children that you never visited for almost 3 years. You don’t even
know what the eat, or even the fact that they are even eating at all, clearly
it doesn’t concern you. You don’t know if they are warm or not. When last
did you even buy them clothes? I no longer count the fact that you missed
every one of their birthdays. Not even a call to check up on them)

Me: That…

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Her: Bese mawuqeda uzothi imina engibayeza bakuzonde

➢ (Then you will be saying I am the one that poisoned them against you)

Me: Angizelanga impi la… All I am asking for is my children

➢ (I ain’t here to fight…)

Her: (looking at me) ngeshwa nangebhadi, ezakho izinyane zifile. Zabulawa

indlala, zabulawa amakhaza, zabulawa ukungabi nekhaya, zabulawa ukungabi
noyise eny’ mpilweni zabo.

➢ (Unfortunately, your children died. They died of hunger, they died of

coldness, they died of not having a shelter, they died of not having a father
in their lives. )

Silence

Me: That is not fair…

Her: Not fair? What is not fair here is you, neglecting your responsiblilities. But,
Mhlaseli ulithathile ijokwe lakho futhi he is doing it way better than you

➢ (… Mhlaseli took over your responsibility, just like how we all do)

Me: I am taking that responsibility back

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Her: Haa usuLate ke bhuti… as I said ek’qaleni… ezakho. Izingane. Zafa.

➢ (You too late. As I said in the first place, your. Children. Died.)

Larona then comes our way. He goes straight to his mother

Him: Mama, I have been looking for you

Her: (hugging him) I’m here baby, bowufuna ini?

➢ (…What do you want baby?)

Him: ikhekhe

➢ (Cake)

Her: Okay, asambe kerh.

➢ (…Let’s go)

Him: Baba said he is waiting for you to come back so that he can serve us cake but
he did cut the back of it for us so that people couldn’t see.

Her: (laughing) Ubaba wakho uyamangaza

They laugh

Me: Larona

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He looks at me

Him: Karabo

Ehh?

Me: What did you just call me?

Ntokozo: (standing) thatha loyo doti owuzama ukukwenza uyokwenza enganeni

zikaLungile, hayi kowami.

Larona: (looking at me) I said “Karabo” what will you do?

I look at him and I just don’t recognise him. He is almost my height now.

Him: I go do nothing.

He gets close to me.

Nto: Larona

Larona: (looking straight into my eyes) I am coming for you Karabo.

His eyes scream Lupus. The wolf is again me now. He then walks away after
looking me up and down. He is even buff for his age… how old is he? 14?

Ntokozo then walks to me.

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Her: Yabona, ehhe ngahluleka mina ukuzivikela kuwe kodwa ezami ingane off
limit. Ngizokusakaza ukuqhopho mina Karabo uzama ukuzenza uVan Damm
enganeni zam.

➢ (You see, yes I failed to protect myself from you but my kids are off – limit. I
will shoot you, Karabo. Don’t trying acting all Van Damm on my kids)

She looks cold… dark to be prcecise. She has lost that soft part for me.

Her: Phinde uwenze lo doti… ngiyibheka namhlanje ngethuna likaSihle noMa,

zama udoti wakho.

➢ (Do this stunt again… I swear on Sihle and mom’s grave, try it)

Silence

Her: Zama Karabo.

➢ (I dare you)

She then attempts to walk away but I grab her hand. She turns to me.

Me:

“Ngazi kuthiwa owomuntu akathintwa.”

➢ ( I thought another man’s wife was off – limits )

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Mhlaseli is standing behind Ntokozo, looking at my hand. I let go.

Me: (to Ntokozo) Uzoziso…

➢ (You will…)

A piercing pain hits my face. She looks calm. I raise my hand to hit her back but
she twist it and gits my other cheek. I raise my first…

In a flesh, Mhlaseli pushes Ntokozo behind him. He is now inches away from me.
A man that doesn’t fear war…

Him: Yeyi fokof wena. Panel beater, yimi undanga wakho. Shaya manje.

➢ (Piss off. Panel beater, you have met your agemates. Raise your hands
now.)

I look at him

Him: Phuma Karabo… Phuma ngomsila wakho ophakathi kwenyawo kusasemanje.

➢ (Get out, Karabo… shove your tail between your legs and get out right now)

Me: Or what?

Him: (chuckling) Deda mfana mina angifani nawe. Ivolovolo anginqeni

ukuyikhipha phambi kwabantu.

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 ➢ (Back off young man, I ain’t like you. I don’t hesitate pulling out a gun, right
now Infront of all these people)

Silence

Him: (serious) Ngiyobe ngingaqali futhi ngawe ukubulala umuntu phambi

kwabantu.

➢ (And it wouldn’t be the first time I kill a person in front of people)

Why am I getting chills?

Me: eyamadoda ayipheli

➢ (This is not over)

Him: kodwa ngizoyiqeda

➢ (But I will finish it)

Me: that is if I don’t do that first

He chuckle

Him: uzube nawo amaSende okumelana nalamanyala owaqalile

➢ (And please do have the balls to stand for your words)

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I then walk out.

Mhlaseli

I am looking at her lotioning her body, preparing for her sleep. That short night
silk dress is not making things easy for me with all those thick thighs out and the
brackets. Don’t get me started on the ass!!!

Ntokozo

I am smiling as he grabs my waist from behind. His hands slowly go from my waist
to my ass then to my stomach. Yeses!!! This man knows how to worship a
woman.

Him: knock knock

Me: (laughing) who’s there?

Him: I can’t get

Me: I can’t get who?

Him: I can’t get enough of that pussy

I laugh

Him: I need you Mammie

Me: (turning to look at him) then I am all yours, Ngonyama

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He smirks and he attacks me with a kiss. I return it reluctantly. He walks us to the
bed and lays me on it, still kissing me.

He holds both my hands on the bed, above my head with one hand. Next thing, I
feel something over them. He is trying them with a tie while kissing me. I let him
be. He then ties it to the headboard.

He then kisses my neck then my breasts. He is sucking and blowing on them. The
pleasure!!!!

Me: (moaning) ohh Ngonyama…

He then kisses my stomach, straight to my inner thighs. I try to look at him but my
head swings back

Me: (moaning) fuck…

He sucks, blow and tongue fuck me. This time is making things so hard for me as I
do badly want to hold his head.

Me: fuck!!!!

He is pressing down on my clit with his thumb while muffing me. Yeses, I worship
this man!!!!

Mhlaseli

She shakes drastically as I lick her throughout her orgasm. She is a shaker and I
love her for that.

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I move over, smashing my lips on hers. I don’t want to lie, the edge to enter her
right now is on high waters. My dick is tight under these briefs and the twitching
is making it even harder to resist being in her.

I just take out my dick and rub it by her entrance.

Her: (moaning) ahh shit!!!

Her moans just grace my ears and I enter. I go slow for a while then I up my pace,
going in for deep strokes. She is legit in a tug war with the tie but it is no use. I
tightened it. I knew she would attempt to snap it.

Her: (screaming) fuck!!!

I go for even more deep strokes as she screams louder. The warmth of her
coochie just sets me on freak mode. The tightness!!!

I flip her around as I feel her pile up and I enter her on dodgy style. Well, she has
her chest on the bed as her hands I tied.

Her: (moaning) Aaron…

I just thrust in her, handling all the pleasure in my body. The pile up again.

Ntokozo

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Fuck this man is just evil. He is depriving me from an orgasm. He has my leg on his
shoulder as my back is on the bed. He is thrusting in me. See, he is rough but you
can feel the love in it!!!!

I am biting my lower lip, failing to look at him. The pleasure bazalwane is insane!!!

Me: (breathing heavily) baby… bab… ba… haa…

I am pushing him away but it is pointless

Me: (tearing up) I need to release… please

He is still thrusting. I then release, letting the pleasure overpower me. And there I
go, squirting again!!!! Tears of pleasure are rolling down. I then feel him shooting
up.

Him: (roaring) Fuckkk!!!!

Damn, that just turned me on again. Like, he roars like a real lion guys. You can
imagine the vibration!!!

Me: fuck.

I feel electrified. He is still filling me up. He then collapse on top of me. This man
knows his game boh!!!

Mhlaseli

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After a few minutes, I pull out then head to the bathroom. I come back with a
towel and I wipe her clean. I head back and I take a shower. When I return, she
has changed the sheets

Me: (getting in-between her legs) why did you remove it?

Her: (laughing) it was too wet

Me: mxm, you are ruining my luck.

Her: haa

Me: eya phela my wife squirt. That on its own tells me that I satisfy you greatly

Her: are you sure?

Me: what do you mean?

Her: I am asking

Me: oh you…

I then tickle her

Her: (laughing) okay… okay… stop… Hlase…

I stop, looking at her

Her: (laughing) stop. Okay, you satisfy me beyond the word on its own. Heck, you
are the first man to make me squirt

Me: kanti baeungakhi?

Her: it was only that idiot

I am loving how she is just healing and regaining herself.

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Me: (kissing her tummy) hayi, mina ngiyajabula when I hear that I am not sharing
my woman

Her: (laughing) you are so territorial, Ngonyama

Me: yes I am. I love mine untouched

She laughs. I cover us with duvet cover and I lay my head on her chest, in between
her legs. She then rubs my head as I rub her thighs and waist. I love this woman.
Seeing the love I have for her, I doubt I will ever love any like her.

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Insert # 105

Mhlaseli

It is 4h06 and I am woken up by the cold in the bed. I get up and head to the kids
room, just to check on them. I find them sleeping with Una on Lala’s chest and
Ona in Wawa’s arms. It is their everyday thing.

I then head downstairs and I am met by noise from the lounge. I head then and I
ma met by the shock of my life.

Me: MaNgonyama

She looks at me, blankly.

Her: What?

Me: Are you applying for a cold?

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Her: (showing me her ice cream tub) It is melted ice cream

Me: You are eating melted ice cream?

Her: (showing me her bowl) With avocado

I gag…

Her: Come try it

Me: No, thanks. Haa, ngeke

Her: (puppy doll eyes) Please come try it with me

Me: No ways

Her: (tearing up) I knew you didn’t mean it when you said you love me. And i…

Arggg fuck!!! I just join her by the couch and I take a piece of Avocado, dip it in
the melted magnum ice cream and I bite it.

Her: It is good, nerh?

I just fake a smile. This thing is horrible, even Bantu’s what what fingers do better.
I just swallow it, looking at her.

Me: How are you eating this?

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Her: I don’t know, it is just nice

Me: There is nothing nice about that

She looks at me

Me: No

Her: Please

Me: No

Her: But you…

Me: Save your breath woman, it won’t work this time

She heaves a sigh

Me: Futhi, let’s go

Her: But I am still watching the TV

Me: What are you exactly watching?

Her: Tom and Jerry.

Me: Ntokozo, asambe

She sulks

Me: I don’t have time for this.

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I pick her up, putting her over my shoulder and I grab the bowl with Avocado and
the icecream tub and I head to the kitchen first. I put them in the fridge and I
head upstairs with her.

Ntokozo

I am in bed with Mhlaseli. He is legit between my legs, lying my my stomach

Me: Mara yaz uyasinda?

➢ (But you are heavy)

Him: I know

Me: kodwa…

Him: No buts. This would have been avoided if you didn’t leave the bed in the first
place

I laugh…

Him: Mama

Me: uhm?

Him: Mama?

Me: Ngonyama

Him: Ngifuna umntwana

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 ➢ I want a child)

Me: huh?

He looks up at me, blankly.

Me: Sorry. I mean what?

He hates it when I hum words and they tame to confuse him and somehow seem
disrespectful.

Him: I want a baby nawe

I look at him. Is he being for real right now?

Me: i… ehm… but we already have kids njena

Him: Ngifuna ehlanganisa amaGazi wethu

➢ (I want one with both our bloods)

I look at him

Me: Okay, let me think of it.

Him: Alright kerh

He lays on my stomach again, rubbing my breasts. Yes, his new obsession.

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Insert #106

Xolwa

I am at Mhlaseli’s house, along with Mkhuseli and Misizulu. We are by the living
room, waiting for him.

Me: Kanti what is taking him so long?

They all look at me.

Me: Sorry…

Mkhuseli: Let’s be patient.

MaDladla then heads downstairs with Unathi on her arms and the kids running to
the door.

Wawa: (running out) BoFuza bakaBaba

Us: Champ wakhe

Lala: (running out too) BoNgonyama

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Us: Cube/ Champ wakhe

Ona: Baba, sanibonani

Us: Princess wethu

They all run out to the car.

MaDladla: BoNgonyama

Misizulu: Mammie

Me: Mama

Mkhuseli: MaDladla

She is wearing a nude long sleeve T – Shirt that is compressing her small upper
body and core and a blue skinny jean that is hugging her lower body, nicely
shaping her big legs and revealing her small core. She tied her to neat lower bun.
She finished the look with caramel and white ankle length AirJordans.

Her: (heading out) Senizosala kahle.

She then heads out. After a while, her car leaves.

Misizulu: Is it me or MaDladla just made this house warm and more homely?

Me: Not only this house but the entire family

Mkhuseli: Yea

Misizulu: I just pray she doesn’t leave us like all the others.

We all look down…

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Mkhuseli: Hence we need to make sure she doesn’t find out about all the things
we do.

We look at him.

Him: She must never find out.

“Ncono ngoba sonke sizoyenza lento”

We look up the stairs and he is walking down, heading to the kitchen. He has his
black Bhayi on his waist with a black long sleeve T – Shirt. He comes back with a
bottle of water. He settles on the main single couch.

Me: How did it go?

Him: They are angry that we didn’t do the last sacrifice.

We all look at each other

Him: Bathi siyababhanxa.

Me: Njani ngoku? Andithi sibephile konke

➢ (How now? Didn’t we give them everything?)

Him: (turning to me with motion) Sevule umhlaba sangazange awuvala

➢ (We opened the worl and never closed it)

Me: iFault kaban le yo?

➢ (Who’s fault is it?)

Him: Ngandiqheli kak’bi. Andizange m’na ndathi uhlulwe ukhosikazi

➢ (Don’t shit me. I didn’t say get defeated by a woman)

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Silence

Mkhuseli: so what is the way forward?

Him: Sizovula umhlaba ngokunikela ngegazi lenyamazane. Siyoshweleza

kwabasezintabeni nasehlathini

➢ (We will open the world by sacrificing a goat. We will plea our apologies to
the owners of the mountains and bushes)

Silence

Him: Xhas’gqibile siyoshweleza emalwandle ngegazi lenye inyamazane. Sivale

umhlaba ngegazi lom’ntu

➢ (When we done, we will apologies to those of the oceans with a goat too
and we seal the earth with a sacrifice of a human being)

We all look at him

Him: If not, we all lose what we have and beyond.

Misizulu: Shit, bendiyaphi thixo

➢ (… Where was I going?)

Mhlaseli: (laughing) Andizange ndathi uyothwaa mfundin’

➢ (I never said go black craft, bruh)

Him: Ndiyazisola

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 ➢ (I regret it)

Mhlaseli: Akusekho kuyisola ngoku. Soy’kiyile iyamyama Fuza

➢ (There is no turning back now. We have made our beds)

Silence

Mkhuseli: When must we have this done?

Him: Before the end of this week. If not, we lose all the ones we love. we will be
opening a marsaca.

Mkhuseli: Let’s do it tomorrow night.

All of us: Sure.

Me: so she now knows?

They all look at Mhlaseli

Him: (chuckling) Yeah, she knows. She actually accepted with no doubt.

Misizulu: Now that is a real woman

Him: (chuckling) I mean ungumthakathi wasoLwandle

➢ (She is an ocean witch)

We all look at him in shock.

Mkhuseli: (seating up) Mhlaseli, uthini kum?

Him: She is the white witch

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Mkhuseli and I look at each other

Me: How sure are you?

Mhlaseli: I am more than sure. I mean, I can easily read her mind.

Mkhuseli: Do you remember mom’s words?

Mhlaseli: (confused) Okumhlophe kumele kwazi ngokwenzakalayo otherwise

kuyoshabalala

➢ (The light must know everything otherwise it will all fade to dust)

Mkhuseli is so nervous right now.

Me: (looking at Mhlaseli) Fuza, MaDladla might know about what we do la

ekhaya.

Mhlaseli frowns

Him: Njani?

Mkhuseli: She is a white witch, meaning she knows everything that happens
around her circle

“Glad y’all acknowledge that”

We all turn to the door, nervous asf.

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Ntokozo

Me: (walking in) I am glad you all acknowledge my presence.

I settle on the couch with Misizulu who is shaking like a feather.

Me: So when were y’all planning to tell me about this?

Silence… I look at Mhlaseli. I don’t want to lie, my man looks so hot in his
traditional regina. He legit smirks. Damnit, he is reading my mind. Maybe I should
just leave me.

Him: Haaa, why?

Me: (smirk) I don’t know

The brothers are looking at us, confused.

Him: So you going to leave me?

Me: I might do so ‘cause it is clear you don’t trust me enough with this.

Silence

Xolwa: Manje Mammie, where are the kids? I thought you were going out nabo

Me: Lando was the one going out. I wanted to discuss this with y’all.

Silence

Me: Nina, you have the audacity to open the gate of earth and not closing them.
Are you all that dump to provoke the earth?

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Misizulu and Mkhuseli are shocked.

Me: Do yall value your lives?

Silence

Misizulu: How did you know?

Me: I am an element of that gate.

Silence

Me: I am not judging you for the way y’all live, I mean you lived it before I even
arrived here but now I hate you because it involves me. It engulfs me in the spirits
and puts me at war with the others as I am now a Ngonyama.

Silence

Me: You don’t need me but you need the black witch as I can only protect y’all
fully with the help of it.

They look at each other. I sign.

Me: (getting up) Ngonyama

Mhlaseli looks at me.

Me: Do you have a blac cloth?

Him: (confused) yes

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Me: iBhayi elimnyama?

Him: I have another one by my closet.

Me: Black and white candles?

Him: yeah, ziseGumbini lami

Me: Okay. No one enters that room until I am done. Not even you Aaron

They look at me. I just head upstairs to our room, wear a short and the black
bhayi over my waist. I tie the black cloth over my hair and I head to his spiritual
room.

When I get there, it is dark, really dark. I smell imphepho. I guess he was here. I
get next down on my knees next to the candles. Honestly, I don’t go eye – to –
eye with the dead but what can I do? I have to. I lit three white candles and four
black ones and imphepho. I sprinkle Sneff over imphepho and I begin my talk.

Insert #107

Misizulu

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It is now 21h34 and still no sign of Ntokozo. We asked Lando to keep the kids for
the night because they would be worried not seeing their mother. All of my
brothers arrived. I ean, we are all in this afterall.

Mhlaseli is now leaning by the dining table, Mkhuseli is seated by the chair next to
Mhlaseli, Mfihleki is on the carpet with his elbows on his knees, Geja is pacing up
and down, Xolwa is seated on the couch playing with his ring. I am just trying so
hard not to fall asleep because Geja’s pacing is so relaxing to my eyes. I look over
Bantu and he is lying on the couch on his stomach, snoring. It explains why I am so
tired.

Geja: Kanti why ethatha ixhesha elingaka?

Mhlaseli: These things take time

Him: Fuck. Jonga lokhu kulele!!! Usiqhela kak’bi

He attempts to wake Bantu but we all stand, stopping him.

Mfihleki: You really don’t want to do that

Mkhuseli: You don’t

Me: Trust me

Xolwa: You don’t

Mhlaseli: Really don’t

We all return to our places

Xolwa: Plus I prefer him like this

We all look at him

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Him: Hayi, uyakhuluma uBantu bazalwane

➢ (Bantu talks a lot guys)

We all laugh

Mkhuseli: Yamazi masethi “Yimi omuhle kubo bonke”

Mfihleki: kulandele ngo”Weeh, kwasuka lokho”

We all laugh. Yep, that is my twin brother for you. they carry on talking and I feel
my eyes going heavy

Mhlase: Misizulu, lala.

Me: Nah, I am not tired

Him: uBantu ulele. That on its own is tiring for you.

Yeah, he is right there. Bantu is weighing hard on me.

Geja: Kanti it always happen

Mhlaseli: No, only when they are at close range.

Mkhuseli: Meaning, if Bantu is happy and close to Misi, Misi will feel it.

Mfihleki: So if Misi is angry, Bantu will feel it?

Mhlaseli: He will but it won’t appear kuye

Geja: Why?

Him: Bantu is more superior than Misi

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Khusi: Meaning Bantu affects Misizulu more than Misizulu affects him.

Yeah, that is true. One thing that made me buy a house far from Bantu was this. I
would be in my deepest sleep then boom!!! I wake up out of nowhere, and be
sleepless because Bantu was sleepless. Yes, that is how painful it is. I wonder why
it had to be us.

I would even go the entire day with no food because Bantu had no apetite.
Sometimes I would just cry out of nowhere or even feel my head getting bigger.
Or like the other time when Bantu was so dull… I legit heard my heartbeat
through my ears. Only to find out he was down because his girlfriend left him.
Yho, I suffered ngoBantu!!! But I wouldn’t trade him for anything.

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785 | P a g e
Sho, I am Misizulu Lagos Ngonyama, the 6th born of the Ngonyamas and Bantu’s
twin. I own clubs alongside Xolwa… One of them is Lagos and Secret, an advocate
by profession and a poet by choice. I live at Westcliff and this is my life.
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…

Insert # 108

#Narrative#

Nolwandle appears, alongside Khanyisile. Ntokozo is just standing there, looking

at them heading to her.

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Nolwandle: Ngane yam

She smiles, looking at Ntokozo

Ntokozo: Ufunani lo la?

Nolwandle: Ntokozo, you don’t talk like that

Her: Cha, did she tell you that she is the one that sent people to kill you?

Nolwandle: I know

Ntokozo looks at her mother, shocked

Khanyisile: Ntokozo, I know you are still angry at me but we need to put our
differences aside for the sake of you and your sister.

Ntokozo: (confused) Sister? What sister?

They go silent

Nolwandle: You need to find Jessica for you to protect the Ngonyamas

Ntokozo: Why?

Khanyisile: She is the one to help you…

“The only remaining black witch”

They all look back and MaKhoza appears.

MaKhoza: Ngane yam, she is the one to save y’all. you need her by your side.

Nto: But…

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Nolwandle: There is not “buts” here Ntokozo. You need her before the end of
today.

Ntokozo looks at them.

Khanyisile: Only then the truth will reveal itself.

Makhoza: I am proud of you, sisi. You did well for yourself and your children.
Don’t ever doubt your decision.

Nolwandle: And let the past remain in the past

MaKhoza: They will try to destroy but they will never succeed.

They all walk away, laughing to themselves then Ntokozo wakes up

Ntokozo

I am still in Mhlaseli’s spiritual room. I look at my watch and it is 04h39. I must

have passed out praying. I look at the candles and they are burnt out. I get up and
exit the room. I head downstairs and I find all of them there, still up and in misery.
Bantu and MIsizulu are passed out on the couch with Misizululaying his head on
Bantu’s back.

As I get to them, they all look at me with all emotions high. I shake Bantu up and
as he opens his eyes, Misizulu opens his before I even wake him. Strange!!!

I settle on the carpet, drinking Mhlaseli’s water. They all seat on the couches.

Geja: And?

Me: I have to find Jessica before the end of Today

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Xolwa: Why?

Me: She is the last living black white

They all look at me

Mkhuseli: Wait, isn’t she your enemy?

Mhlaseli: (chuckling) Not anymore ngikutshele

I shoot him the look and he goes mute

Me: She wasn’t my enemy, just that I didn’t tolerate her. I still don’t but we are
communicating.

Xolwa: Why don’t you call her over?

Me: Nah, she will just faint at the break of her being a witch

“eish” – them

Mfihleki: That’s all?

Me: Yeah

They look at me shocked

Geja: You telling me that you have been in that room for estimated 12 hours and
that is all that you got?!

Me: Yes

Him: Hayi angisazi

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Misizulu: Bantu marn!!!

We all look at them

Mkhuseli: Yini manje?

Misizulu: (pissed asf) Fuza, ngikhuluma nawe nje ingizwa inhlizyo yami ikhala
ezindlebeni zam…

Mkhuseli: (to Bantu) Kwenzenjani Bantu?

Bantu: (down) Ngiyacabanga

Misizulu: Ucabanga njan ekube…

Me: Cut it out!

They look at me.

Me: (getting up) Bantu, Misizulu to the pool now.

They look at me

Me: Now!!!

They go through the sliding door. I don’t know where all of this is coming from but
I couldn’t stomach it.

Me: (getting up) Izinto zakulendlu

I then head out to the pool.

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…

Ntokozo

We are by the lake at the back of Mhlaseli’s house. We walked a long distance to
get here. We all have our legs in the water, seated by the banks.

Me: Bantu what is it?

Bantu: you just reminded me of MaNgonyama for a moment

Me: Rebecca?

Him: (chuckling) Not her, I meant Mhlaseli’s mother.

I look at him

Him: She is the one that raised us all when Rebecca was still gallivanting out
there.

Silence

Him: She would shake me just the way you did to wake me up. That, that I haven’t
felt for years.

Misizulu looks at him

Him: She would shake me like that then say “Weeh Bantu, ezi zisofa zam.
Asombhede wakho. Mawuzolala kwezi zisofa zam, ncono ndiyilahle eyabheti
yakho ngoba awuyicamcam kak’hle”

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Now, I get where he is going.

Him: With her, I never felt like an outcast. She just loved me as her own… loved
me more than how my own mother does.

Misizulu: Rebecca is not our mother Bantu. MaNgonyama was our own mother.
Rebecca was just an egg cell donor.

Hectic!!!

Me: Okay Misi, why did you do what you did in there?

Him: (looking down) I hate the sound of myheartbeat pumping in my ears. It

frustrates me a lot.

Me: (confused) How does Bantu be in the fault to that?

Bantu: Misizulu feels everything I feel when we are at close range

Ehh?

Misi: Whenever Bantu is sad, I feel it and it affects me. every emotions he goes
through while on my side, I feel it. unless he is in an accident or in serious truble, I
feel it even when he is far away.

Ohh, it makes sense but why?

Bantu: That is what we got after our father decided ukuyothwala and not obey
the rules.

Misi: it lived on with us as we are the only set of twins in the famiy

Yho!!!

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Misi: hade boi

Bantu: hade fuza

They fist bump

Me: Hade hade voestek nidlale ngesikhathi sami

They laugh

Bantu: Wena ubuyaphi uzenza ingceku kaThixo?

Me: (sigh) ukuphapha nkos yam

They laugh

Me: This family will be the death of me.

They laugh even more. I just push them both in the water and the gasp, wiping
the water off their face. Mind you, they are no trees nor reed here. It is just bare
land with grass only. We legit see everything here.

Both of them: (in unison) Fuck!!!

I get up and run towards the house with them following behind. Mind you, it is
still dark. It is legit winter!!!

Misi: Vimba!!!

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I run in Z shapes as I see they are catching up with me. I get to the house and I
close the sliding door, with the brothers looking at me shocked and I head to
Mhlaseli and Mkhuseli and I hide behind Mhlaseli

Mhlaseli: And them?

Me: (laughing) You got to protect me. I will explain later.

Mkhuseli: Hayibo

Mhlaseli chuckles. Guess he read my mind. Misizulu and Bantu enter all wet.

Bantu

They all look at us, at the edge of laughing.

Geja: And then?

Me: (shrivering) Asi uMammie esilahlela emfuleni

Misi: (shrivering) Rrrrrrr

His teeth are legit trembling. We quickly grab the blanket I was sleeping with and
we engulf ourselves in it with him holding the other end and I holding the other.
everyone is laughing.

Mfihleki: (laughing) Yeses, she pulled a number on you

Mammie: That is for making me go to the river for nothing in this cold

Mhlaseli: Whoa, you were all by the lake?

Mammie, Misi and i: (in unison) Yes

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Him: (looking at Mammie) that is why your legs are all wet

She just chuckles, nervously

Him: On my white carpet

They all looking at us. Misi and I look down at our feet. We even forgot our shoes
by the lake.

Misi: Ooops…

Him: Oh you…

Me: Haa look, that print is Mammie’s

Her: Haaa

Me: Look, that foot is so small and you are the only one with a tiny one.

Her: Haaa mara that… weeh

She then runs upstairs and Misi and I run as Mhlaseli and Mkhuseli chase us. Eish
konje, the partner in crime!!!

Mina I run to one of the guestrooms downstairs and I pull Misizulu in too ngoba
uyatatazela loh! I then lock. There is no way that they will break the door. that is
on Mhlaseli for building such a “secured” house.

Me: Hamb’ ogeza before you catch a cold tuu!!! I don’t want to get sick mina

He then heads to the en – suit bathroom.

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797 | P a g e
Sho, I am Bantu Costa Ntiswa Ngonyama. I am 28 years of age and I live in
Westcliff, few blocks from Misi. I am his twin by a must, a pulmonologist by
profession at King General and this is my life.

Insert #109

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Ntokozo

I am leaning on the bonnet of my car. I took Mhlaseli’s black Manhart BMW M5

340d. Jessica came with a black VW Golf Mk8. She is wearing a black hugging
short dress with black Dior heels and she did knotless braids.

I decided to go with a black denim 8 pocket cargo, black long sleeve t – shirt, tuck
in style and black Christian Lambourghtin red bottom heels and I tied my locs to a
high ponytail.

Her: Ngonyama

Me: Twala

Her: What do I owe this road invite?

Mind you we are by a bridge at Benoni.

Me: Twala, I need us to put our differences aside for a while.

Her: I’m listening

Me: as you know…

I show her my traditional wrist bands on both hands (iziphandla)

Her: (chuckling) I mean, they are very noticeable as they have long fur.

Me: I was told you are the ticket to protection of my family and yours too.

She chuckles

Me: I know you are the only black witch left.

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She frowns. In a flesh, she pins me fdown the bonnet, straddling me.

Her: (angrily) how do you know?

Me: (chuckling) because I am your other half.

Her eyes widen

Her: you are a white witch?

Me: (smirk) your other half

She then let go of me. I fix myself, chuckling.

Her: What is this about?

Me: I need you to help me open the Earth so that I can bury my skeletons.

Her: Uthwele?

Me: (smirk) do I look like ngithwele?

Her: yes

Me: (smirk) Then that is your answer.

Her eyes widen

Me: Now back to business… I have to open the Earth because abaphansi are mad
at me as I didn’t do the last sacrifice.

Her: You didi spill human blood?

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I nod

Her: Okay, when are we doing this.

Me: Tonight.

Her: (sigh) Where are we meeting?

Me: My house

Her: (chuckling) Woman, you have more than four properties, which one?

Me: (laughing) My husband’s house

Her: Okay then.

She looks at me

Me: Ahh fuck, what do you want?

Her: Partnership with you

Me: Where exactly?

Her: Underworld

Me: You know I work alone

Her: let’s work together

Me: You do know I can’t do that. Ngiyinkabi Jessica

Her: Kanti mina ngiyini?

Me: You don’t understand. I kill for a living.

Her: an assassin?

Me: Yes

Her: Yho, you never tame to shock me

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I look at her

Her: Come on.

Me: Okay fine. But I don’t take orders from you

Her: (offering her hand) so do i

I hand shake her

Me: (getting up) Don’t be late

Her: Lioness

I get in my car

Her: Uhamba ngempisi

I just wink at her then I join the freeway, speeding up.

Incoming call: Bambo lwam

I connect it to my ear piece

~CONVO~

Me: Ngonyama

Him: Bambo lwam, are you winning?

Me: Yebo babakhe. She is in.

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Him: what did she want in return?

Me: I rather not say it. How are things with out lamb to the slaughter?

Him: We got all 3 of them. Geja is getting the main one

Me: Okay then. Don’t wait for me. I am about to head to the office.

Him: Okay mkami

Me: I love you

Him: Tata kaOna uyakuthanda

~END OF CONVO~

THIS IS GOING TO BE THE WORST THING I HAVE EVER DONE IN MY LIFE.

Zandile

I am by my office when the door swings open. I look at she enters, looking at hot.

Me: Wooo, wamuhle kanje?! Uthini uNgonyama

Her: (laughing) Hahaha, very funny

She then heads to my office cupboard and takes out a bottle of Moments wine…
red wine as always. She pours herself and she gulps on it

Me: Yeses, inking?

Her: You have no idea

Me: Iza nazo

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She pours again and gulps it down.

Her: (heading to the chair opposite me) Ngimithi

I laugh and she looks at me with a straight face

Me: Whoa, you serious?

Her: deadass

Me: How do you know?

Her: I know how it feels to be pregnant Zandile. Plus last night when I was
communicating with the ancestors, they took their own time.

Oh yes, I know about her spiritual belief.

Me: What if it is something else?

Her: Woman, I ate Avocado and melted ice cream

I look at her shocked.

Me: Yho…

She paces up and down

Me: Does Mhlaseli know?

Her: No, he doesn’t

Me: Does he want the baby?

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Her: I don’t know. He did say he wants a baby but he was joking. Zandile, the man
already fathers 4 children… now, this?!

Me: Hey, calm down. Relax, he will accept the child

Her: Zandile, you don’t get it

Me: What’s happening?

Her: I don’t know if it is Karabo’s or his

The fuck?!!!

Zandile

Me: (on my feet) You slpet with Karabo?

Her: (stuttering) i… i… i…

Me: Ntokozo, why would you sleep with Karabo?! That is just reckless of you!!!

Her:

Me: You have a very caring husband and a great family and you do this!!! Ntokozo
isidima!!!

Her: (shouting) He raped me, okay!!!

I feel my mouth drying up

Her: (tearing up) He forced himself onto me. I was out with Lando and just after I
dropped her off, he followed me. As I was trying to lose him, he trapped me. I got
out of the car to run away but he caught up to me and… and… and… he did it

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Oh, it explains how she didn’t want to talk in private with Karabo on the wedding
day. Ohh, that is why she said “You might have damaged me” yho.

I just head to her and hug her tight. She is in serious pain.

Me: Askies mkakhe.

Her: (crying) I would never cheat on Mhlaseli… I could never do that Zandi

Me: Shhsh… no need to explain yourself.

This Karabo guy is getting to my nerves.

Mhlaseli

It is now 23h43 and we are all gathered in my house. Ntokozo and Jessica went to
the lake with Bantu. They started the ritual.

Geja: Hope it works

Mfihleki: Have faith for once in your life

Geja: You realy believe in this shit. It will not work, trust me. we are always in this
situation. It just…

Mkhuseli

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Geja is on the floor, looking at Mhlaseli in shock

Mhlaseli: Don’t talk shit Geja. You will not tell us that.

Silence

Him: (looking at all of us) Y’all don’t know what I have sacrificed for all of you. I
killed for you to be here. I suffered for you to be here. I begged for you to be
here. I I struggled for you all to be here. None of you would have endured what I
endured for the success of this family. You think all of this is just luck? Huh?

Now this is rare

Him: You think it is easy to always kill? Always slaughter?

Silence

Him: You all are here because of me. I made y’all.

Silence

Him: Must I remind you of how life was when we were still by the farms, living of
spinach every single day?! Should i?!

We startle

Him: It took tears to be here, blood to be here, sweat to be here, wounds to be

here, scars to be here… permanent ones for that fact. It took pain to be here.
Now, you will not tell me that this will never work nor show your ungratefulness.

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He looks at Geja

Him: I made you who you are today. If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be driving
those Porshes of yours. If it wasn’t for me, ngabe usagqoka uPEP not iDior. Now,
ungazongisanganela la. If you feel like this life is too much for you, get the fuck
out.

He just looks at him

Him: Glad we are on the same page.

Bantu enters and Jessica follows. This woman has some effect on me. She just hits
the best buttons. I don’t know why!!! MaDladla enters last. She looks so
exhausted, like emotionaly drained. You could just feel her aura.

Jessica: We have opened the Earth.

They stand next to us. Ntokozo has Mhlaseli’s black and white traditional cloth on
her waist and Jessica has a black and red one. She came with it. Ntokozo is just
looking at Geja

Me: So what is next?

Jessica looks at Ntokozo. Yeses, the resemblance!!!

Ntokozo: (walking away) I am thirsty

She heads to the kitchen.

Jessica: Why do you have doubt in this?

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We look at her shocked

Her: You are offending her. You are weighing her down.

We all look at Geja

Her: It is not only him

Silence

Her: Fix yourselves because if you carry on like this, she will give up and leave all
of this to you’all

She then heads out. Ntokozo comes back. she looks at all of us then she heads
out, following Jessica.

Mhlaseli: go get everything.

He heads out too.

Jessica

It is 02h17 and I am by the rocks of the ocean eDurban. Yes, we drove from Jozi to
here for this ritual.

I am kneeling down with Ntokozo and she is draining me. It is like she is wounded.

Me: What’s wrong?

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She just looks at me

Me: I know I might not be the person you want to talk to but you have to. I am
your other half.

Her:

Me: You really need to talk otherwise you are the downfall of all the hard work
we did today

Silence

Her: have you ever been so drained that you just go numb everytime you do such
work?

Me: No, why?

Her: It is draining ‘cause I am doing this for the people that can’t even have my
back even in the valley of shadow of death.

I just go quiet. I know her feeling… the feeling that your ancestors always bring
you pain.

Her: Like they always throw shades… forever bring you trouble.

Silence

Her: They always want my life to be horror. Nothing but pure pain at all angles.

Silence

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Her: I get that I do wrong but this. They just had to make him rape me even after
all the abuse of 9…

Me: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whao, you said who raped you?

She goes silent. I look at her.

Me: Ntokozo, I hate repeating myself.

She looks at me. Her tears say it all. why am I even touched?!

Her: (faking a smile) Yes, he raped me

Me: Karabo?

She just look away

Me: When did this happen?

Her: before my wedding with Mhlaseli

I look behind us and Mhlaseli and the brothers are all by the cliff, looking at us.
They are very far from us but Mhlaseli is just unease. He feels her aura.

Me: Unyezi, look at the moon

She does as I tell her

Me: Destruct yourself for a while. Just until we finish this ritual.

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She nods

Me: Mhlaseli feels your aura… tame yourself please

She does breathing reharsals but her tears are just falling. I feel my eyes getting
watery. The fuck!!!

Ntokozo

I just cry in her arms. My cries are loud. I just can’t hold it in. I can’t. It just takes
me back to that night… he even had the audacity to hit me after doing what he
did. All those nightmares where based on that night. I just didn’t want to tel
Mhlaseli. I knew he was going to kill.

Jessica: It’s okay. Let it all out

I am shocked at the fact that she is even comforting me. I really can’t believe it.

I then move away from her, wiping my tears.

Me: Thank you, Jessica

Her: Anytime other half

I laugh

Her: you really are not as bad as I thought you were

Me: Same applies to you

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Her: ready to work?

I nod and we do the ritual.

Mhlaseli

They then head to us.

Mkhuseli: Is it done?

Jessica: Yes, we are done.

They heave sighs of relief. I look at Ntokozo and my heart is just broken. I hated
the fact that I could comfort her when she was crying. I just hug her. she hugs me
back tight.

Me: Asambe siye ekhaya bamboo lwam

She nods and turns. She walks to Jessica and hugs her.

Her: Ngiyabonga kakhulu sisi

Jessica: (hugging her bak giggling) Don’t mention it

They pull apart

Nto: Ngibonga ukungilalela kodwa umsebenzi awubongwa

Jessica: (laughing) Ehhe ngiyazi sisi

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They smile

Jessica: Senizohamba kahle.

She then heads to her car. Mkhuseli walks behind her, catching up to her.

Nto: (laughing) Khona osebonile

Me: (laughing) uNgonyama kerh lo

We then head to my car.

Insert #110

Ntokozo

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Karabo left with the clan, on a hunt for Warona. I am here in Wendy’s house. As I
was about to head to the kitchen, I receive a call. It is a private number.

Incoming call: Private number

~CONVO~

I PUT IT ON LOUDSPEAKER.

“Mama!!! Where are you?!

Me: Wawa…

Wendy and Ora rush to me

Him: (crying) Mama, cela ungisize!!!

Me: (tearing up) Wawa, were are you?

Him:

“Yah Ntokozo Mokoena”

Me: Who are you?

Him: Someone you won’t know

Me: Listen I will give you anything you want, just don’t hurt my son.

Him: You took a lot from me… let’s all feel the pain.

Me: No, no, no, please!!!

I am legit in tears.

Him: Say goodbye to mama boy. Know that this is happening because of him.

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Ora heads out, calling Karabo.

Me: Wawa, please talk to me baby.

Him: (crying) Mama, ke tshogile!!! Please help me, I hate pain.

Me: (crying) Baby, mama is on her way. Where are you?

Him: I don’t know but papa is here…

Me: Who?

Him: Papa T… (he gasp)

Me: Wawa?

The sound of the knife piercing his skin is the one doing the talking, along with the
suffering of my child.

Me: (screaming) WARONA!!!!!

Wendy

I am holding Ntokozo as she cries. Ora then enters, confused.

Me: (blinking away my tears) Warona is no more.

She gets on her knees, crying…

Her: (crying) No… no… no… hayi!!!!

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Thabang then enters along with Karabo, Thando and Tumi. I am still restraining
Ntokozo who is screaming and crying in pain and agony.

Thando: Kwenzenjani?

Karabo looked at Ntokozo then he punched the wall, leaving a hole behind. He
feels the pain.

Thando rushes to Ora and hugs her tight. Karabo then rushes to Nto and he pulls
her up then he hugs her so tight. He is trying so hard to be strong. But where is
Tumisho? Thabang just sits on the chair, looking down. Tumi then hugs me. I look
at Nto and it is… the sound of Wawa’s struggles as the knife went through his skin
plays in my head.

Mhlaseli

I am now at Tim’s house. I get there with my brothers and I spot Ntokozo in
Karabo’s arms. I rush there

Me: Bambo lwami

She then pushes Karabo away and I hug her tight.

Me: I’m here.

Bantu picks the phone on the floor and he just gets glasses looking at it. My
brothers head to him and Geja just smashes it against the wall to the point where
it is just disoriented. This, I need to find out.

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…

Ntokozo

I just got a missed call from Jessica. I just figured she is in danger. And I thinking it
involves Sanga.

Me: (getting up) Bambo lwam. I need your help and your brothers too.

He looks at me, still seated.

Me: it involves an abusive me

Him: (getting up) Send location now but you are staying behind.

Me: haa, no ways Ngonyama

He shoots a look

Me: I can’t Aaron. It involves my sister hle

Him: we will handle it. You just have to stay home and process everything mama.

Me: I don’t need you to remind me that I couldn’t protect my child.

He looks at me. I am so angry right now.

Him: mama …

Me: no, I am coming Mhlaseli. I can’t lose another loved one. This will show that I
can’t protect them.

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He looks at me

Me: please…

Him: (sigh) fine.

He kisses me then walks upstairs while I slide my heels on, calling Obakeng.

Jessica

I just arrived at home. As I open the door, someone pushes me in roughly that I
landed on the floor. I look and there he is.

Him: Uphuma kuphi Jessica?

➢ (Where are you from Jessica?)

Me: (dragging myself back as he walks closer) I was out with friends

Him: which ones?

Me: Zinhle and Londiwe

Him: why didn’t you answer my calls?

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Me: I never knew it was a must to answer your damn phone calls.

He shoots a death stare

Me: that stare does nothing to me anymore

Him: Oh really?

Me: Yes

He just drags me by my feet. I dare not scream as I don’t want to wake them up.
He then land a few kicks at me. I just cover my face and stomach.

I look around me and I don’t see anything that can help me.

The doorbell then rings… he stops and looks at me.

Him: Fix yourself

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He then head for the door. The fuck?!!

Insert #111

Jessica

How is she?! Whoa? Is she?! No ways…

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Her: yah wena…

The fear in Siyasanga’s face can not be missed.

I just look at her, wearing a a grey long seeve hugging bodycon dress that is short
with black stilettoes.

Her: Ifike kwaStop sign today.

➢ (It comes to an end)

Ntokozo

He is looking at me with shock.

Me: (tilting my head) Where is she?

Him: What are you talking about?

Me: your wife

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Him: she is sleeping

Me: (smirk) Then who were you kicking right now?

He looks at me.

Me: cut me the bullshit, call Jessica and the kids right now.

Him: You think you will make it out of here alive?

Me: Kahle kam’hlophe nje

➢ (Legit)

Him: (chuckling) hawu kodwa MaMokoena

I look at him, serious. I just blow a whistle. Thabang appears holding a badly
bruised Vika.

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Me: (smirk) Now, let’s try this again

Him: You bitch

I blow another whistle and Obakeng appears with a passed out Vuma.

Me: (smirk) want to try again?

He charges to me, grabbing my neck. I chuckle then blow a whiste and Bantu and
Misizulu appear with Sandile and Smangaliso

Me: 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

I shoot Sandile’s thigh and he screams in agony.

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Me: The next one goes straight to his head. Remove your filthy hands on me.

He let go of me.

Me: Let’s try this again. Where is Jessica?

Silence

Me: (charging to him) Where is my sister?!

Him: Jessica!!!

Jessica then appears with the kids and bags. Siyasanga attempts to grab Jessica’s
arm but I shoot the door, just next to me.

Me: I never miss my target. Take the warning.

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He looks at me in terror.

Him: Jessica sthandwa sami…

Me: (chuckling) Sthandwa sam? It is funny how y’all think we will never leave you.
I mean, who is your punching bag?

He looks at me.

Me: Jessica, to the car.

Siyasanga: (charging to me) Oh you…

Mhlaseli then appears, standing tall behind me. Siyasanga stops on his tracks.

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Me: (crossing my legs while playing with my gun) Yabona Siyasanga, you have had
your fun. Now, it is my time

Him: What did I do to you?

Me: You took advantage of a vulnerable woman.

He looks at me

Me: you had your fun with making her your punching bag. Now, it is your turn.

I blow another whistle and Geja, Xolwa and Mfihleki appear, heading to
Siyasanga.

Him: wait… wait… wait… wait… wait… what do you want?

Me: tell me how is Leo and I will let you go

Him: I don’t know a Leo

Me: okay then. Let me go… Geja!

Sanga: okay… okay … I will tell you

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I look at him, listening

Me: I’m listening

Him: Tumisho

My eyes widen

Me: tumisho Mokoena?

Him: yes. He is the one.

I look at Thabang and he is as shocked as I am. I know he knew nothing.

Me: he is all yours

Him: but I told you

Me: I never said I will spare you.

He looks at me with fear. I love the smell of fear.

Me: (turning to leave) Enjoy.

Silence

Me: Make sure he doesn’t see the dawn.

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I look at him

Me: (smirk) Long lived the Beast.

I then head to the car and I find Jessica with the kids.

Me: Hey, are you okay?

She nods

Me: Don’t worry, he will never bother you anymore

Her: I am sorry. It is just so selfish of me to call you. I mean you are still grieving.

She is talking really fast.

Me: Relax… relax. It is fine. You are my sister. I will always be there for you.

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Her: You don’t know how thankful I am to you. I owe you my life Ntokozo

I just hug her

“Mama, ubani lo mama omuhle soh?” - the girl

Her: This is your Aunt nana. Aunty Unyezi

I feel tears threathening. I hope I am not putting myself in danger.

Insert #112

Ntokozo

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It has been two weeks of hell. I can’t believe I lost my baby. Who would be so
cruel to slaughter a 14 year old? I also know the boundaries!!!! Well, what can I
say? But I have to give it to the Ngonyamas. That family is so supportive. I really
didn’t assume they would bury Wawa like their own. Mhlaseli yena has been by
my side since the beginning. He actually did everything because I was not in the
right state of mind. Jessica also showed me the best support ever… along with
Zinhle and Londiwe. They treated me like real family, even Ayanda. Thando was
also here and he was my emotional support system!!!

Zandile and Lando were also there for me. I wouldn’t be surprised if Mhlaseli
hired them for the Funeral planning!!! The Ngonyama’s even went to the extent
of slaughtering for Wawa. Apparently, the kids are under them as they also paid
lobola for them. Yes, the mighty Lerumo Paka Mokoena accepted lobola and I was
shocked to hear that their birth certificate were even changed from Mokoena to
Ngonyama. Surprising, I know but at least I brought a little happiness to my
babies. Ona and Una are just down and as for Lala, he still won’t open up to me
but he is close to Luyanda and Bayanda… Jessica’s children… my children.

I am on my way to my father’s house and trust me, I am so angry right now. I

knock and he opens the door…

Him: Ndodakazi

Me: Don’t forget the other one

He looks at me confused and Jessica just appears. His eyes widen.

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Him: Nkanyezi?

Me: Nkanyezi?

Him: (tearing up) Nkanyezi…

Jessica just stands there, confused.

Jessica

We are in the house as this man explains everything.

Me: So you are telling me that Mr Zulu took me away from you because of
revenge?

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Him: Yes, because your real mother, Nolwandle left him for me. So he could bear
seeing us happy an full so he stuck when we least expected.

Me: why didn’t you do anything?

Him: See, Zulu was powerful… more than I was. So we couldn’t do anything as we
were inferior to him

Nto: (clapping her hands in disbelieve) it explains him, asking me to be his wife
out of nowhere

We look at her

Her: When I was that side eKZN Lina, he came out of nowhere asking me to
marrying. When I refused, he threaten to make my life a misery… which he did.

Me: Wow

Dladla: I can’t believe you are here. I have long wanted this.

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I just smile. I really don’t know how to take this in.

Him: (looking at Nto and i) Nkanyezi, my second born child… oldest daughter and
Unyezi, my third born child… last daughter.

Nto: Damnit, from second born to third born. I am really young.

We laugh. I can’t believe this.

Ayanda

I am outside this huge house. It is a 3 floor house with tow other small houses by
the sides. It is very big, like those houses of those billionaires on the Forbe
magazines.

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Ayanda

I am now by the door. I ring the doorbell and the door opens and I am met by a
photocopy of Jessica.

Her: (smiling) Hello, can I help you?

Me: (stuttering) H.. h… (clearing throat) hi, I am here for Jessica

Her: And you are?

Me: Ayanda, her brother

Her: (smiling) Oh, come in.

I then enter. This house is jaw dropping, now even my house is halfway this

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Lady: Let me call her for you. You can have a sit and be at home.

I nod as she heads upstairs. I sit by the didning chairs. Minutes later, Jessica heads
downstairs with the lady.

Her: Yaya?

Me: (chuckling) Skwata

She just runs to me and jumps on me.

Me: Oh shit

Ntokozo

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I look at them laughing on the floor.

Jessica: what happened to your strength?

Ayanda: you just jumped with no warning.

They get up, laughing

Ayanda: How are you?

Jess: I’m great. Wena?

Him: Heard about what happened.

Her: Yeah.

They settle by the kitchen high chairs and I head to the kitchen.

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Me: Can I offer you anything to drink or eat?

Jess: Water

Ayanda: I’m okay thanks

I get Jessica a bottle of water.

Jessica: Ohh Ayanda, this is Ntokozo… my little sister. Nto, this is my brother,
Ayanda

Me: (offering a handshake) Nice to meet you

Him: (returning it) Likewise

Me: If you would excuse me, I have to go check on the kids. Call me when you
need anything.

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They nod and I head upstairs.

Jessica

Yaya: So they were telling the truth?

I nod

Him: Siyasanga was found lifeless in his house. He died this morning in the arly
hours

Me: (drinking the water) Serves him right

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He looks at me

Me: That man didn’t see my value Yaya. Ubengibonya uSiyasanga. He deserves
everything that he got

Him: Manje you want your kids to tell the story that mommy killed daddy?

Me: For all the abuse, yes. I want them to tell that story.

He looks at me

Me: Anyways, what are you doing here?

Him: I was just around and thought I should check if you are okay.

Me: Ngiyabonga bhut wami

Him: So Ntokozo…

Me: (laughing) Ngazile

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Him: Hawu

Me: She is off limits. She is married

Him:

Me: To Mhlaseli Ngonyama

Him: You mean Skull?

I nod

Him: Fuck…

Me: you are legit in his house

Him: that is why it looks like this.

Me: I mean the man is filthiy rich

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Him: Multi billionanire papa

We laugh.

Him: Skwata, let me leave. I was just checking up on you.

Me: so fast?

Him: hayi, I am not your man phela. I ain’t married to you

I gasp. As he leaves, he bump into Lando.

Lando: Sorry, sorry, my mistake

Ayanda just looks at her, frozen

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Lando: (snapping her fingers) Hello?

Yaya: Oh sorry… Are those eye contacts?

Lando just looks at him shocked.

Yaya: They suit you.

He then leaves. Lando rushes to me

Her: Sis’ Jess… who is that hottie?

Me: (shocked) Hottie? Shame, that is Ayanda, my brother.

Her: Ayanda Zulu?

Me: yebo

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Her: (heading upstairs happily) I fell in love with somebody who doesn’t even
know my name

I laugh, shaking my head. This family is filled with insane people

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Insert # 113

Ntokozo

It has been a rough 6 months but for the sake of the family, I have to keep it
together. The kids are slowly getting the reality check. Ora hasn’t been taking it
well, all of them to be honest. Larona has been trying but I do see his pain. He
does talk to me a lot about this and how it is affecting him. Una is just clueless.
Lala and Ona asked us to not tell her for now. Yep, sibling relationship.

It wasn’t easy for me, honestly. I still feel the guilt over and over and over. It just
won’t go away. Mhlaseli has been there for me and also the Ngonyama family. I
am very grateful to them, honestly. Even Rebecca has been very supportive. I still
don’t trust her but I have to give it to her. She really did a lot for me.

Well, I am by the office at the Mgabadeli Digital facility. Yes, I launched it a month
ago and it has been keeping me sane. It really took off unexpectedly.

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Incoming call: Karabo

Mxm… he calls again.

~CONVO~

Me: what do you want?

Him: can we talk?

Me: about what Karabo?

Him: business

Me: I have no business nawe mina.

~END OF CONVO~

I block his number and I make a call.

~CONVO~

Him: Lioness

Me: Raven, I need you to find me a Lindelani Nkosi. Get me everything linked to
him

Him: very well, Lioness

Me: handle everything well that side.

Him: you know I will

~END OF CONVO~

Hopefully he will get me everything I need.

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…

Mhlaseli

Bantu: what?

Me: yes, he is back

Mkhuseli: how did Kumkani come back?

Me: he thinks I want his turf. Remember phela, we are in his turf.

Geja: but he also has men in the UK, your turf Bafo.

Me: yeah, I get but we have zero say currently.

Silence

Misizulu: have you made peace with the Irish troop?

Me: yeah

Mkhuseli: I still wonder who leads this troop.

Me: Lioness

Mfihleki: Fuza, I did my research and this person is not there. We don’t have a
Lioness in there. Not even the members of the syndicate know the leader.

Me: I know this Lioness exist. Trust me, she is there

Bantu: how do you know that it is a woman?

Misizulu: the name Bantu

Him: but they may me covering to confuse the enemy

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Me: it is a woman. I met with her in the Ireland but she made sure I don’t look at
her.

They look at me

Me: but it was long back then… like 11 years ago, before I even MaDladla

Hope this won’t cause me trouble.

Ntokozo

I just got home and I am currently in the bedroom with Mhlaseli. I am in between
his legs as he is busy rubbing my tummy. Well, I honestly don’t know if I am
pregnant oulr what because I show no symptoms, I still go to my periods and I still
have my flat tummy. I guess I was just seeing things.

My phone rings and he hands it to me.

Me: thank you

I look at it and it is an unregistered number. I know who it is.

~CONVO~

Me: Can’t

➢ (Talk)

Him: I found him. He is dead but they are loose ends to his story.

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Me:

Him: he is linked to the Ruthless.

Me: what?

Him: Leo is the name of the person. He was the last one to call him and he was
calling frequently

Me: Ba mhaith liom go bhfaighidh tú an bastard taobh that de dhúnmharú mo

mhic

➢ (I want you to find the bastard behind my son’s murder.)

Him: but L….

Me: déan cad a deirim

➢ (Do as I say)

Him: okay.

Me: a fháil dó

➢ (Get to it)

~END OF CONVO ~

Mhlaseli: never knew you speak Irish

He understood me? No!!!

Him: relax, I didn’t get anything you said. I only noted by the accent only.

Me: ohh, not that I am hiding anything

Him: what was it about?

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Me: the workers at the branch in Ireland are giving me problems

Him: shame, askies sthandwa sam. But how is the digital facility going so far?

Me: great actually, yaz? I have been getting a lot of bulk orders for the
electronics.

Him: isn’t Phaaswa competition?

Me: nah, it is just a weak company. I even signed five of their clients in my
company.

Him: sinking ship

Me: hayi, sizothini

He kisses my neck, rubbing my tummy.

Mhlaseli

She really thinks I don’t know Irish. Funny!!! But the accent just got me. The way
it is too fluent ngakhona, it tells me that she has known it for quite a long time…
not even mine is that fluent.

Insert #114

Zandile

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I am on the phone with Mfihleki and I have been blushing like nobody’s
business!!!

~CONVO~

Me: Mara Sthandwa sami, mina ngilambile

Him: hayi, ngiyaGive up.a… ufuna iNandos yakho le oyithandayo?

Me: yes, neCocoa cola

Him: no ways, orange juice will be fine for you

Me: haaa, why?

Him: ain’t you gyminh with Nto?

Me: yes

Him: you take creatinine?

Me: yes as per workout

Him: exactly. If you consume that cocoa, you will be applying for Renal failure

Me: shit, this gym thingy is draining

Him: (laughing) why uGym.a vele?

Me: shape sthandwa.

Him: kodwa ngikuthanda nomkhaba wakho

Me: no ways. Mina I want that smal waist and firm core

Him: hayi ngiyakuzwa. Let me bring your food over. Ngiyakuthanda MaNgcobo

Me: nami ndiyakuLover labo

He laughs.

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~END OF CONVO ~

I so love this man hle! As I am busy blushing, she enters wearing a a white slim fit
dress that goes slightly under her knees. It is long sleeve and she wore it with
white red bottom heels and she did a neat low bun with her hair.

Her: Karabo is such a bastard

Me: (heading to her) what did he do now?

She is pouring the whiskey. Now, that is bad ‘cause she never drinks it

Me: the scotch?

Her: my problems need something strong

Me: what did Karabo do?

Her: (looking away pissed asf) he is linked to my suffering… the stalking and
possibly…

She looks at me

Her: Warona’s death

Me: ini?!

Silence… she downs the scotch

Me: but why?

Her: I need to find out

Me: yho, way forward

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Her: he will pay deeply. I will hit him where it hits hard.

I look at her. This is going to suck. I can’t believe Karabo. Honestly, that man
wants to make Ntokozo’s life a living hell.

Ntokozo

I just had lunch with Zandile and I am on my way to meeting. I really am not in the
mood but I am building an empire so I can not just do as I please. My phone
disturbs me…

Incoming call: Raven

I connect it to my ear piece

~CONVO~

Me: cant

Him: got a call from King.

Me: what does he want?

Him: he wants protection as a rival is back in his turf

Me: I am not interested in minor local turf wars, Raven

Him: so we won’t intervene?

Me: No, I deal with International turfs. Plus I have my own Cartel to be worried
about

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Him: I will convey the message then.

Me: I have a new task for you.

Him: I’m all ears

Me: I want you to bypass someone’s bank accounts

Him: how much are we talking about?

Me: I want you to clean them one by one. Leave nothing behind

Him: that is doable. Who are we dealing with?

Me: Tumisho Leo Mokoena

Him: when do you want it done?

Me: I give you two days, Raven

Him: I will get on to it

~END OF CONVO~

This is a war that I am ready to stand for. For my baby boy, I will do it without
hesitation. My phone disturbs me again.

Incoming call: Jessica

~CONVO~

Me: Nkanyezi

Her: Unyezi…

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She is in tears. I can hear the snobs

Me: hey kwenzenjani?

Her: I… eh…

Me: where are you?

Her: ngisedlini

Me: I’m on my way

~END OF CONVO ~

I just off ramp and head back to my house, speeding. I really can’t afford to see
Jessica crying. I know it is weird how we went from hating each other to loving
each other. But after I found out she is my sister, my heart melted.

Ntokozo

When I get home, I find her on the floor in the living room. I rush to her, engulfing
her in a tight hug also on my knees.

Me: it’s okay. I’m here sis.

She is still crying. Like she is tense, very tense

Her: (pulling away) it is not. Ntokozo, I have to tell you this.

I look at her.

Her: Mahlubi wasn’t the one that killed Karabo’s mother. Tumisho did

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I look at her, shocked

Her: Tumisho is behind everything that has happened to you. He was the one that
raped Boiphelo, killed her and framed Karabo for it.

Me: wait, but Thapelo

Her: Thapelo was also victimized in this situation. He was blackmailed.

Okay!

Her: the day Lungile and him were getting married, we didn’t attack. We were
there for him as he was the one that killed Mahlubi but his men got to us and we
just reciprocated what they did.

Me: he killed Mahlubi?

Her: and MaKhoza

My eyes widen.

Her: MaKhiza wasn’t killed by Hlubi. Hlubi was there because we asked him to talk
to Ntate and tell him about everything but unfortunately, he was at the wrong
place at the wrong time.

Wow!

Her: the stalker that you had in KZN was him. He was the one that sent the
flowers, the gifts… everything. Yes, Hlubi loved you but Tumisho saw you first.

Hhebana… what am I hearing?

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Her: he started being more persistent when he heard Mahlubi has an eye for you
and he made your life hell when he heard Karabo got you.

I feel like my head is spinning. I am really trying to process everything.

Her: when Mvelo was born, we initiated the plan to take him from you but
Tumisho heard this and he killed him.

Me: ini?!

Her: (tearing up) ngiyaxolisa Ntokozo. I am very sorry for everything. But Tumisho
did all of this and I wouldn’tbe shocked if Wawa was murdered by him too.

Okay, this is it

Me: (sigh) woza sisi

I just hug her tight. This was really killing her. I am just thankful she told me
everything. I appreciate her honesty.

Me: it’s okay.

Tumsho

I am in my office, trying to cover up for the work I missed. This is very much hard.
I still can’t believe I lost Ntokozo just like that. But I vow on Mom’s grave, I am still
to make her life a living hell. She will come to me, by fire by force. My phone
rings… it is a notification

I look at it… the fuck.

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Outgoing call: Leroy

~CONVO~

Me: explain to me how the fuck is my platinum card at 500 rands

Him: it says here you withdraw the amount this afternoon.

Me: (frustrated) how the fuck can I withdraw R5 000 000 just like that without
consulting you?

Him: I… eh…

Me: Leroy, don’t fuck with me. What’s going on?

Him: I think you were hacked, sit

Me: what?!

Him: don’t worry sir, I will get to the bottom of this

~END OF CONVO~

FUCK!!!! This recks of Lungile and Karabo.

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Insert # 115

Ntokozo

I slept with Jessica in her room. She wasn’t okay and I wasn’t going to let her sleep
alone.

She is still asleep so I just sneak out, trying my best to not wake her up. I then
head to the kids room and they are not there. I rush downstairs, calling out
Mhlaseli.

Me: Mhlaseli

No response

Me: Ngonyama!!!

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I stop on my tracks as I see them all in the lounge, watching Frozen 2 over snacks.

Luyanda: She is going to die

Ona: No, don’t say that. Elsa will never die

Ziyanda: yes, she won’t die. She can’t die

Larona: I also say she is going to die. That ocean has high tides.

Una: she won’t

Bayanda: She will never make it to Ataholand

Una, Zizi and Una: (in unison) She will!!!

I just laugh in silence. I look at Mhlaseli and he is so focused on the movie. He is

really watching cartoons. He is even leaning forward, eating popcorns.

Larona: hayi let’s bet

Luyanda: I second that

Bayanda: girls verse boys

Mhlaseli: shssh… look.

They all look. Elsa is on a water horse, singing. Cartoon, nerh!!!

Luyanda: no

Ziyanda: yes

Larona: no

Una: yes

Bayanda: no

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Ona, Una, Zizi and Mhlaseli: (in unison on their feet) Yes!!!!

Lala: haa, you with the girls?

Mhlaseli: (punching the air) so yes!!!

Bayanda: haaa, you betrayed us

Mhlaseli: (making a girly voice) I was never in the boys team darling.

They all laugh and I head one laughing behind me. I look at it is Jessica. She hooks
her arm over my shoulder.

Her: (laughing) you are so lucky

Me: (laughing) inkinga yodwa le!!!

They all look at us. Jessica and I go silent same time

Luyanda: Really Mommies?

Us: Sorry

Yes, they call us Mommies if not twins!!!

Lala: Woman…

Bayanda: and their…

Luyanda: (doing the quotation marks on the air) nchoo cute

Jess and I: (in unison) hey!!!

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Everyone laughs and the door swings open. Xolwa enters first with Bantu
following. Then Misizulu, Geja and Mfihleki. Mkhuseli enters last.

Misizulu: please tell us there is something interesting because iyabhora indlu

kaXolwa

Xolwa: Hayi wena Msun…

Jessica and I: Yeyi wena!!!

Xolwa: I meant you Woof woof

Me: god!!!

Bantu: abantwana bakaBaba…

He says that settling on the carpet right on the couch that the girls are sitting on.

Lala: hayi, Fuza kaBaba. Thina asizingane zakho?

Bantu looks at Mhlaseli who is sitting with the boys.

Bantu: ufuna angishaye uVan Damm?

Mhlaseli: Ibiza Bani ngoVan Damm?

Bantu hayi bengidlala Fuza

The boys laugh

Geja: hayi ngeke labafana baGym.a kakhulu. Buka nje bangakanani

We all look at the boys.

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Me: (to Jessica) yeah, they are getting big for their age

Jessica: yeah… I think we should stop them

Me: uyahlanya? Phela la sinoPersonal guards. Have you ever entered the mall
with these kids?

She looks at me

Me: you instantly feel safe woman. Plus gym is therapy to them. Let’s not deprive
them of that.

Her: (laughing) ngiyakuzwa.

Me: plus they are my personal trainers.

Her: I want to go back to gyming too.

Me: iza sisi. Vele sishoda ngawe.

We laugh.

Mkhuseli: my boys are just fine. Plus Larona is 14 and Luu and Yaya are 16 so they
are just fine.

It is really sad how fast they grow boh!!!

Bantu: plus my girls are also in it.

Mfihleki: Unathi is on gym mode?

Bantu: yebo

Him: Una how old are you?

Una: 11 Baba

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The shock on their faces. They all then turn to me.

Me: hayi… I didn’t force them struu. They asked to join me one day and I could
say no. And it became a hobbie.

Misizulu: And Ziyanda

Zizi: yebo

Him: nawe Ona?

Ona: of course.

Him: (holding his waist) hee madoda

The girls do their high five, laughing. I love how they all warmed up to each other
and blended.

Me: Fitness is key plus their sports require it.

Geja: sport?

Zizi: Soccer

Ona: Soccer

Una: Basketball

Luu: Basketball

Yaya: Rudby

Lala: Rugby

The shock on their faces!!! They all look at Jessica and I.

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Me: (chuckling nervously) well, I am guilty on the soccer part

Jessica: (chuckling nervously) guilty on the basketball

Mhlaseli: don’t look at me. I don’t play Rugby

They all look at Mkhuseli

Yaya: we saw past videos of Bab’ Mkhuseli playing in his Insta page.

Lala: and we got interested.

Yaya: too bad we are now playing for the school team

Mkhuseli: hayi angizingeni. MaDladla 2.0

Jessica: Mkhuseli

Mkhuseli looks at him

Her: Gele

Mkhuseli then settles next to the boys.

Me: (to Jessica) Are you blushing?

Her: no, I’m not.

Me: (headed to the kitchen) weeh, I see myself wearing a bridesmaid dress with
heels and…

Her: (following me laughing) shut up.

We laugh, starting to cook.

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Mfihleki: hayi siyazibona.

Geja: makungasi abantwana abaGym.ayo

Xolwa: oMkhuseli

Misizulu: noJessica, sitting on the tree…

Geja and Xolwa: (in unison) K – I – S – S – I – N – G

Mkhuseli: fusek

Me: (shouting) yho la ekhaya mele ngize ngiphendile abantu imikhovu

nginqamule amalimi.

➢ (Yoh, in this house I need to turn people to Zombie… just cut off their
tongues)

Everyone laughs. They all settle on the living room. Others on the couches, others
on the carpet. Yes, in this house, we have people that love sitting on the floor
more than the couch.

My phone rings…

Me: let me go get it.

I head upstairs and I take it.

Incoming call: unrestricted number

I head to the balcony

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~CONVO~

Me

Him: Lioness

Me: what do you want, king?

Him: protection.

Me: I thought I made it clear that I won’t do that

Him: please

Me: who am I?

Him:

Me: who am I?

Him: Lioness

Me: and what did I say?

Him: no

Me: let that stick. I will not be in those small local turf wars. I have serious
problems

Him: please, Skull will kill me

Me: skull?

Him: yes

I drop the call.

Skull?? I need to find out.

Outgoing call: Raven

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~CONVO~

Me: find me Skull.

Him: on it.

Me: any updates?

Him: I cleared his platinum card… R5 000 000

Me: good. Now, clear all of them at once.

Him: okay then. I will have the money to you our way

Me: achuntais bhainc a ghlanadh

➢ (Clear his bank accounts)

Him:

Me: Tá súil againn go bhfuil muid soiléir

➢ (Hope we are clear)

~END OF CONVO~

“an oiread sin feirge at maiden!”

➢ (So much anger in the morning!)

I look at it is Jessica. I look at her. She knows Irish?!

Her: scíth a ligean fanann sé eadrainn

➢ (Relax, it stays between us)

I just sigh, sitting on the balcony chair.

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Me: go geaithfidh mé rud amhain a rá I gconaí arís agus arís will

➢ (Just that I always have to say one thing again and again)

Her: (laughing as she settles next to me) I get you sisi. You just need to take it
easy. Let them work, Lioness

Me: yho, mzuzu no one knows that is mise Lioness

➢ (… I am Lioness)

Her: just like they don’t know about Beastikazi

We both laugh

Me: thank you so much sisi

Her: anytime Lil sis. Now, the pots are waiting for you

Me: (laughing) okay… okay… now that is just unfair

We head out. Hayi, I’m loving having a sister.

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Insert # 116

Tumisho

Me: ndoda, they hacked my account

Karabo: where does that concern me?

I look at him

Me: bruh, are you hearing me? All of my money is gone, everything. I am only left
with the company and a thousand rand

Him: how much did they take from you?

Me: 150 million

He laughs

Him: you came all this way to tell me about peanuts?

He is being a bitch right now.

Me: okay Mr Peanuts. Lend me 150 kerh

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He chuckled, pulling out his phone. He then sits up with a frown.

Him: aowa.

Me: what?

Him: no… no… no… no… no!!!

He roars smashing his phone

Me: bua monna

➢ (Talk man)

Him: (looking at me shaking his leg) they cleaned me

Me: wa reng?

➢ (What?)

Him: monna, they cleared all my accounts.

Me: no ways

Him: this person is targeting us.

I look at him

Me: Siyasanga?

Him: Siyasanga is dead Tumisho

My eyes widen in shock

Me: Ntokozo?

Him: highly doubt.

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Fuck!!!

Ntokozo

It is evening time and Mhlaseli and the Brothers are outside with the kids, playing
soccer. They have been playing since noon. They didn’t even bath ngikutshele.
Lando and Zee arrived after the brothers and we have been chatting and cooking
since. Jessica is just a darling, honestly.

Incoming call: Raven

Me: excuse me ladies.

I then walk to the kitchen.

~CONVO~

Him: all done.

Me: good.

Him: the meeting you request with King is all set.

Me: okay then. Hope it is the abandoned building basement

Him: it is. The men swept the place and they will do it in the morning too.

Me: good. I want us to go for the companies now.

Him: anything in specific

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Me: cause chaos… I want them to go through law suits.

Him: consider it done

Me: déan cinnte go mbuaileann sé urlár na talún

➢ (Make sure they hit ground floor)

Him: crystal

~END OF CONVO ~

They will rue the day they met me.

Insert # 117

#Narrative#

Ntokozo enters the basement, wearing a black short bodycon dress, black red
bottom heels and loosened her frontal.

King: (nervous) a bhean chóir

➢ (My lady)

Ntokozo just looks at the nervous King.

Him: go raibh mhaith agat as do sceideal a ghlanadh chun bualadh liom

➢ (Thank you for clearing your schedule to meet me)

Ntokozo: feicim gur fhoghlaim tú an teanga Gaeilge fiú

➢ (I see you even learnt Irish)

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Him:

Her: wanted to make first impression?

He laughs as Ntokozo maintenance a serious face

Her: what am I doing here? I don’t have all day.

Him: (clearing throat) please consider my offer. I need protection please.

Her: an Cuma liom mar amadán?

➢ (Do I look like a fool?)

Him:

Her: do I look like a fool to you?

Him: no… no… no. Please Lioness.

Her: caic tarbh

➢ (Bullshit)

He looks at her

Her: (pulling out a gun) I hate people that waste me time

Fear strikes King.

Nto: I smell fear.

King swallows hard.

King: (getting on his knees) who do you think you are, pulling a gun on me?

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It is funny how he is getting on his knees but still has the audacity to ask that.

Nto: (chuckle) is mise buzz na mbeach

➢ (I am the buzz of the bees)

Nto: bandia an bháis

➢ (The goddess of death)

Her: roar mé mar Leon

➢ (I roar like a lion)

Her: siúlain ar thalamh mo dhéithe

➢ (I walk on the ground of my gods)

Silence

Her: is mise Lioness

➢ (I am Lioness)

She blows a whistle and two big female lioness slowly walk on either side of her.
The fear in King’s eyes as he sees the lions crawling towards him.

Her: … is baintreach an bháis mé

➢ (I am the widow of death)

She slowly walks backwards, still facing King with her gun behind her.

Her: oíche mhaith

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 ➢ (Good night)

The lions then launch on King. His screams fill the room and a man enters, looking
at Ntokozo

Him: Lioness

Her: Raven

He then joins Ntokozo as they watch the lions eat up the already dead King.

Raven: I will clean it up

Her: Fág é

➢ (Leave it)

Him: okay

Her: are you winning?

Him: yes ma’am

Her: okay…

She then heads out. Raven then stop the lions and he walks out with them,
following him.

Ntokozo

All my plans are going very well. I love it a lot. Now, I have to strike on Lungile’s
side. The target is the Beauty brand. They will all learn to never bark at a tall tree.

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You may think this is the end of the story but it is not.

Is baintreach an bháis mé and Níl mé ach ag tosú

(I am the widow of death and I am only starting)

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