#867 I automatically started panicking, unjan na uLuyolo? I called him quickly. It rang twice and he answered. Me:Luyolo dont make me mad, ndiyakucela. Him:ima baby, we going home ngoku. Me:awukho sendlin nabantwana bam at this time? Him:I had to take care of something. Me:nabantwana bam Luyolo? Uphambene? He hung up. Me:Luyolo! Damnit!! I got up. Mercy:whats up? Me:ndizambulala uLuyolo mtasekhaya, I swear. Her:whats wrong? Me:borrow me your car keys. Her:hayi, uyaphi ngoku? Me:Mercy andinaxesha lothetha maan. Her:hayi. Awuyi kwaphi. I sat down, I wanted to cry. Me:I cant just chill ndingenzi niks when my kids are somewhere dodging bullets. Her:awumthembi uLuyolo? He knows what hes doing. Me:no! Hes clueless! What father does what hes doing? Ngumzali otheni na lo onjena? Makhulu walked in. Gran:ingxolo engaka Mercy, kutheni? She asked ejonge ngakum. Me:uhm, ayonto makhulu. Mercy:nguZama owo and ufuna uhamba makhulu. Me:hayi Mercy...akhonto nyan makhulu. Gran:kuyalalwa kengok. Andifun ngxolo. Me:ewe makhulu. Goodnight. She walked out. I called Luyolo again. Him:we at home bab-... Me:tsek! Dont baby me Luyolo. Mercy pinched me, reminding me that I was making noise. Me:ndifuna uthetha noJunior. Him:ulele. Me:wake him up. Him:come on baby, andizukwaz umvusa ngoku. Me:ndifuna uthetha naye Luyolo. He huffed loundly, I heard him tell Junior to wake up then my little boy groaned irritably. Him:mmmh. Me:ndoda, are you okay? Him:ewe mama Im okay. Me:where are the triplets? Him:balele mama. Me:0kay ndoda. Niphi? Him:apha ekhaya. Me:Summerstrand? Him:ewe. Me:0kay ndoda. Uxolo ngokuvusa yeva? Him:0kay mama. I love you. Me:I love you too big boy. Goodnight. Luyolo went on the line again. Me:Im gonna call sisGloria, uhlulekile ngabantwana bam. Him:kalok Mimi let me explain what happened. Me:yaz enza nton? Take that stupid explaination of yours and shove it where the son doesnt shine. I hung up. Mercy burst out laughing. Her:thank you Lord Im single! Soze ndiymele mna lento. Me:yho mtasekhaya! Uyadika uLuyolo maan. Lets pray. We prayed together then just chatted until she fell asleep first... We were woken up at 6am by my beloved grandmother. We made our bed, we had actually shared a bed though the room had two. Anyway, we went to wash our face and brush our teeth. I cooked soft porridgde and dished out, kwatyiwa. I was full by then, umakhulu yena wacela ukba baphungiswe. Mercy made their tea and served them. We started cookin and when our pots were on the stove, makhulu told us to bath, she would take care of the rest and so we did and got dressed. My phone rang, it was Luyolo. Mercy:answer it. Me:hayi uyandiqhela uLuyolo maan. Her:just answer the call, uve ukba kuthiwan. I got the call. Me:mh? Him:baby you good? Me:yeah. Him:my uncles will be there just now. Me:wena? Him:kalok andifunwa mna. Me:what if something goes wrong? Him:nothing will go wrong sthandwa sam, uyaziwa kalok wena kwaNondywana. Theyve got enough money and everything with them. Me:0kay. Im just nervous. Him:dont be. Unjan umntanam? Me:uright wethu, sisharp. Him:0kay then. Jonga, Ill call again. Me:0kay sharp. We hung up. Mercy did my hair for me and tied a head scarf over. I did hers aswell then we hear the Nondywanas as they arrived. Makhulu came to us. Gran:ba early ke aba bantu. Me:benze kakuhle. Atleast we can leave tonight. Mercy:0h well, lets wait and hear how it goes. Gran: xa bezokhetha yena mntu bezengaye apha, kuzawfika umntana walapha next door, endimcelile. Me:0kay. There was audible talking from the lounge. I was quiet lonke elixesha, texting Mandla on Whatsapp. After what seemed like forever, the girl makhulu had spoken about arrived and a few minutes later we were told to go to the lounge. Gran:beka phantsi ifown Zama. Abajongwa emehlwen abakhwenyana ke. Me:0kay makhulu. I was as nervous AF! We went to the lounge, sijonge phantsi as we were instructed to. We knelt down infront of the Nondywanas. Tamkhulu:nithethe ngentyatyambo yalapha kwaMtungwa. Kuba niyayazi kakuhle, ngeyphi ke kwezi zilapha? NgoKhumalo aba, ngomphi ke enize ngaye? They kept quiet, my heart was beating out my chest. Tamkhulu:nivile boBhedla? ewe ewe sivile...eeerh, nguye lona. one of them said, pointing...and it was wasnt me they chose....
Posted on: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 14:01:44 +0000
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