Insert 83 I turned to look at Khitha.. Khitha: and that..? What was that all about? Me: andiyazi maan le nto ndiyenzelwa ngu Luke! I went to sit on the couch. Khitha: oh, uhm. Unjani? Luke told me everything. Me: everything? Like what? Khitha: undixelele ukuba u depressed, and that you needed support from us because your wife left you. Me: thats not true. I looked away. Khitha: no? Wow, bayaxoka oo Luke. Uphi ke uNakhane? Me: she went home. Khitha: aaaah! Me: she didnt leave, ugodukile for a few days. Khitha: when will you ever learn to trust me? Me: uthetha ngantoni? Khitha: ndithetha ngawe! When will you ever learn to trust me? I got up. Me: are we calling you a cab or what? Uzakugoduka ngantoni? She laughed. Khitha: youre a good fighter yazi. Youre good at fight feelings.. Me: a cab? I took my phone out of my pocket and googled contact details of available cabs. I got the details I was looking for, and made a call.. Khitha: wait! She walked up to me and grabbed my phone, and disconnected the call. Khitha: wait, please. Me: yintoni? Khitha: ndicela ume, sisathetha apha. Me: sizakuthetha some other time, ndiyozela mna ngoku. Khitha: Sihle please, ndiyakucela torho. She held my hand with her free hand, while her other hand had my phone. Khitha: ndiyakucela Ncenceza, ndicela umamele. Our eyes locked for a few minutes. I cleared my throat and removed my hand from hers. Me: ucela ntoni? Khitha: ndicela sithethe, ndicela silungise izinto phakathi kwethu. I turned to face away. Me: zi right izinto phakathi kwethu. Si right. Khitha: no, you know what I mean. She came to stand infront of me and held my hands. Me: Zimkh- Khitha: ssssshhh!! She placed my hand on her tummy. I felt the kicks, my heart jumped with excitement. Me: wow! I smiled, she smiled back. Khitha: uyeva? Thats our bundle of joy right there. I removed my hand from her tummy. Me: ndicela undinike ifoun yam. Khitha: after uve eza kicks, how do you feel? Me: I feel sleepy, sapha ifoun yam ndikufounelele iCab. Khitha: ndithetha ngomntana Sihle, how do you feel? Me: khawume maan Zimkhitha, khawusapha le foun. Khitha: no! Me: Zimkhitha sapha le foun maan! Khitha: no!! She moved away.. I walked up to her and tried taking the phone from her, but she hid it in between her breasts .. Me: Zimkhitha, ndithanda ndingayithatha le foun. Qha andifuni ukujijisana nawe, ndicela undinike le foun ngoku ndisathetha kakuhle. Khitha: why ungafuni umamela? Me: ndimemele ntoni? Akhonto ndizakuyimamela mna. Khitha: ndifuna sithethe ngathi, sizakuba ngabazali abanjani aba bangavaniyo? Me: asivani ukuqala nini? Sufuna ndidikwe nguwe wena! I pointed at her. Khitha: okay fine, ina.. She handed me my phone. Me: good. I called her a cab.. When I was done on the phone, I sat on the couch and waited. Khitha: ndicela iBathroom, indawoni? Me: down the passage, last door on your right. Khitha: thanks. She walked away. I channel hopped, looking for what to watch. My phone rang, the cab had arrived and Khitha was still in the bathroom. I went to knock on the bathroom door, but she didnt respond. Me: Zimkhitha?? Ifikile iCab. She still didnt respond. I knocked continuously, but she didnt respond. I pushed the door open.. Me: Zimkhitha, this is not funny man, the cab- I stopped mid sentence when I found her on the floor, silently moaning. Me: Zimkhitha?? Are you okay?? She shook her head. Ofcourse she wasnt okay, what was I asking?! I knelt down before her.. Me: come, let me get you up. I tried getting her up, but she didnt want me to touch her. Me: come on, you have to get up.. Ziyabanda ii tiles for wena no mntana.. She shook her head, with tears flooding down her cheeks. I lifted her up and walked to the cab with her. By the time we got to the car, she was screaming my name.. The driver stepped out of the car when he saw me walking towards the car, carrying Khitha. Me: bro, change of plans. Ndicela usise esbhedlele. Driver: utheni u suster? Uyazala? I looked at him and said nothing. He opened the door and I got her in, at the back. She was still crying, with her hand rubbing her tummy. Me: let me quickly lock up, sizohamba. Driver: sure grootman.. I ran back to the house, I dont know how I flew up the stairs to my room to get my wallet and flew back to the car. I couldnt feel my legs, I was nervous out of my skull. I got to the car, got in at the back and rested her head on my lap, then we sped off.. She was still screaming. I gently brushed her hair.. Me: hang in there, please hang in-.. Hey wena kwedini!! Hey maan! Wenzani? Driver: uxolo bro yam, bendicinga la moto iyangena kula turn. Me: theres a pregnant woman in this car, uphambene na wena? Driver: ndiyaxolisa grooty, ibiyi mistake. Me: wohlike maan ba awukwazi ukuqhuba! He kept quiet.. I used my hand to fan Khitha as she was starting to get all sweaty. Me: sesifikile Zimkhitha, please hang in there.. We got to the hospital and I carried her in.. A nurse came up to us with a stretcher and we made Khitha lie on it. They wheeled her away and asked me to wait.. Driver: yho, oko engazalelanga emotweni u suster, yho! I turned to look at him, taking my wallet out. Me: enkosi. I handed him his money. Driver: sure Ta yam, abe right maan u vrou wakho la way. Nawe bro yam ube grand yabo. I nodded.. Driver: mandibe yindlela ke mna, ufoune xa undifuna again. Me: sure! He walked away. I paced up and down in the waiting room, panicking. I decided to call my wife and inform her. Her phone rang. Her: hey Me: baby, unjani? Her: ndi right, wena? Me: ndi right nam. Ndisesbhedlele. UZimkhitha uye wa faint(a) epha endlini. Her: uthini??? Me: uLuke ufike endlini no Zimkhitha. So uZimkhitha uvele wawa ke ese bathroom. She kept quiet for a while. Me: baby? Her: uphi uLuke? Like, really? A woman was lying on a hospital bed and all my wife could say was uphi uLuke?.. Me: umkile uLuke baby. Her: uyephi kodwa uZimkhitha akaphilanga? Why would Luke bring someone endlini and then xa egula, amshiye? Here we go again.. Me: uLuke umke engekaguli uZimkhitha kaloku. Her: oh? So Luke left you and Zimkhitha at home? Alone? Me: baby please.. Her: so, how is she? Me: I dont know yet. Kodwa ndizakuhamba mna ngoku. Her: oh. I decided to change the subject. Me: umama ude wazama ukuthetha no tata? Her: bane meeting ngoku, kukho nezinye ii family members. Me: okay, thats great. Her: so hows she? Me: Ndithe I dont know kaloku, baby. Ndisame apha ngaphandle. Her: Im in no mood to fight ke yazi. Me: fight? Uthetha ngantoni? Her: so awuboni nto iwrong kule nto? I kept quiet. Her: ebehleli nawe, endlini. Bendihleli nobabini, who knows what you guys did phaya. Me: what? Do you really think Id do that? Her: I dont know what to think. Nakqala zange ubhalise kum before uyenze. Me: Nakhane, nguwe ozise lo mntu in our lives. Her: our lives, yes. Not your life. Me: huh? Her: Sphesihle, kudala ndiyibukele le nto. This woman visits you at work, she calls you na nini na efuna. And now this? Me: so you think Im cheating? Her: are you? Me: no! Hell no! Nakhane, please man. Her: ndiyibukele nyani le nto.. Me: akhonto apha, Ill call Jabu ngoku azokundilanda, Ill call you ukufika kuka Jabu. Her: okay. Me: baby, Im sorry. Ndenze iMistake ngoxelela uLuke about our current situation. ULuke ndiye ndimthathe njenge brother yam, ndiyamlibala ukuba ungumntu onjani. Her: wenzeni uLuke? Me: nguye lo uzise uZimkhitha, kuba eve ukuba umkile. Her: so uzise uZimkhitha to replace me? Wow, Luke. Me: anditsho ke ukuba uze umjonge kakubi. Her: hhmm.. Me: Ill call you later ke baby. Her: okay. Me: I love you. Her: I have to go! She hung up. I sat down and waited, tapping my foot on the floor. A nurse walked up to me, with a smile on her face. I got up as she walked towards me.. Me: nurse, how is she? Nurse: dont worry Sir, your wife will be fine. Me: my wife? Oh, uhm.. Will she be admitted? Nurse: yes, she will be admitted, in order for us to monitor her closely. Me: whats wrong with her? She just got discharged the other day. Nurse: the doctors will give us a detailed information when they are done with her. By tomorrow, we will be able to answer you. Me: thank you, Sister. Nurse: oh, lighten up already. Your wife will be fine. Me: shes not my wife! She looked at me.. Me: I have to go. Ill pop by tomorrow. Nurse: okay, bye. I walked away. On my way out, I called Jabu.. Him: Msihlana? Me: Jabu, uphi bro yam? Jabu: ndilapha kwesam mfethu, utshba? Me: ndicela uzondilanda sonny, bendizise umntu esbhedlele. Him: ubuzise uVrou wakho? Me: no, yes.. I mean no! Him: huh? Me: Ill be waiting ke nhe. Him: ukwesiphi isbhedlele ke? I told him.. Him: ndikuwe ke boy, Ill be there in a few. Me: sure. We hung up. I waited for a few minutes and he arrived, as promised. I got into the car and we drove off.. Jabu: yinton ngok apha? Me: bendizise enye ifriend yam.. Jabu: oh sure, ibitheni? Me: uuh, ngumntu wesifuba. Jabu: shame man.. So nize nge ambulance? Me: hay maan, stop grilling me with questions. He laughed.. Jabu: okay ke.. Hey, undifounele ndiphuma ke. Ndihamba nee bros. Me: oh, okay.. Jabu: awufuni ukusi join(a)? Me: no thanks, ndidiniwe. I had a very eventful day. Jabu: come on man, I know ungumzalwane, but awuzobonwa ngabantu. Me: abantu bantoni? Jabu: abantu base caweni yakho. Me: andenzeli bantu mna, ndidiniwe qha. Jabu: ubungazosela yaz, and bendizakucela ngokwam kwi vrou yakho. Me: no, thanks. Jabu: oh well, your loss.. I smiled. We got home and he dropped me off.. I got in and went to my room. What Jabu said to me really got me thinking. In the Christian community, we have members who do things with the knowledge that people wont find out. The world knows that there are dishonest Christians who live to please pastors and fellow church members, neglecting God and what He expects from them. The world didnt gather that information on its own, it got it from us Christians. Were the ones who let the world view our belief and lifestyle as valueless and dishonest. Were dragging it through the mud, on our own. Until we lead an honest life, whether were infront of our pastors or behind them, we might just get people to take us seriously....
Posted on: Sun, 04 Jan 2015 19:17:33 +0000
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