VOLUME 8
NTWENHLE
This is a very big gamble I’m taking here but I’m taking it anywhere because I’m Ntwenhle stupid Mbatha. It just goes to prove that when the heart wants what it wants, not even a bean can stand in its way. Matters of the heart are known by the heart only.
I’m sending Senzo a break up message while my half a second husband breaks up with his skeleton downstairs as well. Breaking up with Senzo through a text is my only option because I don’t have the courage to face him. Not that I’m scared of him but he can be a little unpredictable so here it goes…….
*Senzo I’m sorry for doing this to you but I can’t be with you anymore, I got married. Please move on with your life. I wish you well* I press send before I overthink it. That was very sincere of me. I even gave him a reason why I’m breaking up with him. Back in the days I used to break up with my exes with a simple ‘It’s over!’ text. Now I’m older and wiser. I just hope Zenzele’s sheet game won’t make me regret this because Senzo knew how to lay the pipe.
My phone rings in my hand as I’m about to put it away. It’s Sthabi.
‘Ntwana!’ I’m quick to pick it. I need to vent about the pregnant mosquito downstairs talking with my man.
‘How are you my girl? Are you safe?’ he asks,
‘I’m fine Sthabi. You won’t believe the night I had. Zenzele’s grandfather came to me in a dream to welcome me. He called me a Mabaso wife and said he laid so many paths for me……’
‘NTWENHLE’ he interjects me,
‘I asked how you are, and who the fu8ck is Zenzele?’ he adds,
‘I said I’m fine. Zenzele is my husband’ I need to slow down a bit and not hit him with everything at once,
‘Husband yani Ntwe I thought you said you didn’t know the guy’s name!’ he raises his voice,
‘We talked last night and got to know each other’
‘And?’ he heaves a sigh,
‘And what?’ I ask back,
‘Was it just talking that happened last night?’ bathong!
‘That’s none of your business Thabiso, I’m not that loose!’ saying that pisses me off because I know my bean twitches every time I’m close to Zenzele. That man is going to make me lose my morals.
‘I wasn’t insulting you ntwanas, I just I hate that you’re already telling me about freaking grandfather of Zinyoka…..’
‘Zenzele!’ I hiss,
‘Whatever his name is. I called to ask if you have spoken to bra Mindlos about our Ndaba situation so I can come back’ oh flip! I forgot to speak to Zenzele about him,
‘I’ll speak to Zenzele and get back to you’
‘WHY ARE YOU SPEAKING TO ZINYOKA? ISN’T BRA MINDLOS THE ONE……’ he shouts
‘Thabiso you won’t keep calling my husband Zinyoka and don’t you dare raise your voice at me so early in the morning, on my phone that I bought with my hard earned money!’ what’s his problem today!
I hear him take in a deep breath ‘I’m sorry’ he mutters,
‘It’s been one night ntwana’ he adds,
‘One night?’ I’m confused,
‘You’re already taken by this cheese boy in just a night. Can you please use your head? Don’t fall for someone you don’t know. He is bra Mindlos’ son, they could be using you and you’re eating right into their hand’ this one doesn’t know what he is talking about,
‘Thabiso I’ll call you when I have spoken to Zenzele about you, bye’ he is pissing me off. I drop the call immediately before he says anything. I don’t even know why he is so pissed all of a sudden.
My phones beeps in my hand. I think its Thabiso sending me a text to apologise but it’s not, it’s Senzo.
*I’m coming, you’ll tell me that shit face to face* the message reads.
I stare at the message for a while, confused and puzzled. Senzo better not make my life hard. We weren’t a typical boyfriend and girlfriend. He wasn’t sending me I love you messages and I wasn’t sending them either. We were in a relationship when we both needed servicing. Why is he acting like a real boyfriend now? Let me block and delete his number. I know he’ll try to call me when he is at the butcher by home so I come out but he won’t reach me.
Zenzele walks in through the door mid my phone wars. I throw the phone on the table immediately as if he can see me. Guilt strikes me but I don’t let it consume me. Senzo is an ex, it’s not like I’m doing anything wrong…….right
His posture is different from earlier on, the way his shoulders fall tells me that something is wrong.
“What’s wrong? Is the pregnant mosquito giving you a hard time?” I get on my feet to meet him half way,
He stops and frowns “How do you know” he asks,
“Know what?” I hate people who wants me to over use my brain and think for them. If you’re going to ask a question ask me a damn question!
He sighs “Can we sit?”
“Okay” I lead the way back to the couch where I was seated.
He takes a sit right beside me. Again he takes in a deep breath before he looks in my direction,
“Precious is saying she is pregnant” he shares with a heavy sigh,
“She is lying” I can’t help but roll my eyes. I know the likes of Preciouses out there, girls who’ll do anything to hold on to a man,
“We weren’t always safe so she could be” he shrugs,
“And you’re very stupid Zenzele! You have a Satanism father who is out for your seed and you go around sleeping girls without protecting your seed?!” men can be so annoying,
“Are you shouting me?” his lips curves into a smile,
“I’m not shouting. I’m just pointing out your stupidity”
“Okay MaShandu. I apologise for sleeping with my then girlfriend without using protection” he smiles,
“Kahle kahle why am I going through doctor’s examinations alone when you are not innocent either? What if you got something from that skeleton of…….”
“Don’t call each other names please sthandwa sami. And if it makes you feel better, we’ll take the tests together” he interjects me, ever so calm and that calms me down,
“Can I please have your hands” he opens his palms and I put my hands atop his,
He squeezes my hands and melt like butter under the scorching heat of the sun “I know this is not a way to start a life but I’m being honest with you because I need you kaMabaso. If Precious is indeed pregnant with my child I’m going to have to protect her from Mandla. I need to know if you’re willing to walk that journey with me if she is indeed carrying my child” I hate exes who won’t go away but since I spent the night with him……I’m not sure there is any journey I want him to walk without me,
“How are you going to make sure that the baby is yours before you commit yourself to anything?” I ask,
“She is willing to go to any doctor of my choosing for the DNA test”
Sigh! I think I’m going to need a doom to spray that mosquito out of my man’s life.
“Okay” I roll my eyes, knowing he can’t see me.
“So we’ll figure it out together?” he asks,
“I’m here to stay Zenzele. I have even unpacked my bag and I think I’m short of clothes” I only packed one suit case,
“Does that mean you want to go shopping?” he smiles. I think I love how his lips curves when he smiles. I wasn’t implying shopping but…..I’ll never say no to shopping,
“I need a few things you know…..” I trail off, bringing him to laugh out loud.
“Let’s go shopping then if you want to go shopping” I love me a man who is generous with his money. It just increases love. You can’t be stingy and expect to be loved right.
“Let me change first” my mood is back to 100. I get up from the couch but he doesn’t let go of my hand.
“kaMabaso” I don’t know why I melt when he calls me with his name but I do….i just become jellow,
“Hm”
“I can’t see” he say not letting go of my hand. I’m on my feet, looking down at him confused,
“I know” I mutter,
“My hands are the only vision I have” what’s he saying now……
“What do you mean? You’re confusing me”
“I would like to see you with my hands” he say,
“With your hands?” I ask and he stands up, taking all the space around me and I suddenly feel so small under his posture,
“I would like to see you like this” he pulls me into his chest and his arms wrap around my waist,
I think the temperature in the room just changed. It’s so hot I want fan my face but I can’t…..
“You feel like home” his hands wrap around my waist tighter,
“I feel perfect in your arms” I say. I really do feel so perfect in his touch.
“Where have you been?” he kisses my forehead. Forehead kisses are my weakest. I fall in love with a forehead kiss, “I wish I had met you sooner” he abandons my waist for my face. I know he can’t see me but he cups my face so delicate and inclines my head a bit so I look up at him,
His thumb brushes on my lip “I can’t wait to taste this lips” he say. I can’t wait either and if it was up to me we should be smooching and exchanging saliva right now…..
From my lips his hands travel down my neck, leaving a burning sensation wherever his private school hands touch on my skin.
My shoulders receive his expert touch. I grow weaker and weaker with every touch he lays on my skin. From my shoulders I think he is going to go for my hands but the sneaky him cups my breast before I can even think about it….
“Zen!” I gasp,
“Little peaches. I can work with this” the who8re in me doesn’t even spank his hands away from my boobies. It’s when his hands fall to my flat stomach I jump. Don’t even look at me like that. If I say I have a flat stomach I have it.
He laughs. I don’t know what he finds funny but he is spoiling my mood,
“Is there anything funny Zenzele?” I ask,
“Cha mama I just……..” (No mommy…….) he is interrupted by a knock
“Makoti, Ndlovu is ready for us in the guest room!” bra Mindlo’s voice shouts from the outside.
I watch Zenzele’s face transform from happy to annoyed,
“You don’t have to do this check-up if you don’t want to. Do you want to do it?” he asks,
I’m worried about the HIV test more than anything but….. “You said we’ll take the tests together, right?” I ask,
He nods,
“I’ll do it as long as you take the tests too”
“Okay. Let’s go so I can take you shopping and introduce you to our people”
“Our people?” he grabs my hand and lead towards the door,
“You’ll see. Mandla” he acknowledges his father and pull me with,
“Where are you going? I’ll see Ntwenhle to Ndlovu!” bra Mindlos hurries to catch up with us as Zen pulls me,
“My wife, our tests Mandla. Don’t you want to go hug your slay queen or something?” bra Mindlos stops walking and just stares at us. I don’t like his look, I feel his stare until we turn corner.
“Do you have to piss him off like that?” I ask,
“The only thing that man did well for me was bringing you to me. He can go jump in the nearest bridge for all I care” I think we should be careful around bra Mindlos and not show him that we are fucking him off.
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MANDLA
“What’s eating you?” he asks Lerato walking in their bedroom. Lerato stands with her arms folded to her chest staring outside the window. Her eight inch red bottoms tap repeatedly on the floors, a habit she does whenever she is in her head.
“I don’t like that girl” she bites the bottom of her lip, not turning to spare Mandla even a glance.
Mandla closes the space between them and stands behind her to see who she is referring to. From the third floor of the house where their bedroom is located the two watch Ntwenhle and Zenzele climb into one of Zenzele’s SUVs.
“I have never seen Zenzele like that with any woman. Not even Precious managed to have him so whipped” Mandla sighs,
“She is dangerous, Mandla!” she finally turns to look at him,
“Her fu8cked up prayers are not allowed in this house! Do you think mkhulu is going to be happy with us having someone who worships the other power in this house?” she adds,
“Have you seen him today?” Mandla releases another sigh,
“No” she shakes her head no,
“I think we should put Rebs to work. She refused the foundation” he takes out the Vaseline container from his pocket,
“Don’t worry I’ll take care of it. That girl must go as soon as she gives us what we want” she stresses,
“I know” he sighs again,
“Why are you so calm about her?” Lerato’s frown deepens,
“I don’t know but she has this aura that I can’t put into words. I don’t want to harm her”
“MANDLA MABASO YOU BETTER NOT START WITH ME! NOT TODAY BHUTI! THAT FAT MAMBA IS GOING TO BE YOUR DOWNFALL IF YOU’RE NOT CAREFUL. SINCE WHEN DO YOU CARE ABOUT BIT8CHES YOU DON’T KNOW?” she shouts,
“Lavo that girl is got a sense of power I have never felt before. It feels like she belongs here, and I want to harm her but I also want to protect her. I was looking at her earlier on and I swear I felt my father spirit when I looked in her eyes”
“More reasons why you have to get rid of that girl. You don’t want your father’s angry spirit coming into this house to avenge his wife and son!”
He sighs. He knows she is right.
“Why am I becoming soft to this girl?” he asks her,
“Because the bit8ch is praying in tongues and calling on nonsense God to distract you. Let’s go greet Mkhulu and get your cane. Maybe you’ll go back to your senses when you have him in your hand!”
“Your right” he takes off his shoes, and so does she. The room in the house where they keep ‘mkhulu’ can only be entered barefooted.
Lerato puts on a doek and a shawl on her shoulders while Mandla puts on a jacket
“How are you going to get her to use the foundation?” Mandla asks as they both walk out of their bedroom hand in hand. By the foundation he means the powder that Ntwenhle refused to bath with.
“Rebecca will earn herself a very generous bonus for her help. I know she’ll do anything for money, no questions asked”
Mandla smiles. He knows his woman will get Ntwenhle to bath with the foundation.
“I want her pregnant immediately. Mkhulu is growing impatient” Mandla,
“I told you to give me Zenzele again but you don’t want to listen”
“LERATO YOU’RE NOT FU8CKING MY SON AGAIN. I LET IT HAPPEN ONCE BECAUSE WE WERE DESPERATE!” he stops walking,
“Don’t shout! You want him to hear that I once slept with him and we share a dead soul together”
“Then stop throwing your retired cu8nt at my son! He doesn’t know and we’ll keep it that way. That boy will kill us both if he finds out what we did to him”
“Fine! I just get so jealous when I see him with a woman sometimes”
“BI8TCH YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE HIS STEP MOTHER! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!!” he shouts,
“Stop screaming! I get it okay!” she shouts back.
“Madam, Sir” Rebecca passes the two down the passage with her head bowed,
“Rebs” Lerato stops her,
“Madam” she bows,
“I have an extra job for you that I want done in two days. You’ll get 20k if you do this job for me.” Lerato say,
“What job Madam?”
“Have you met Zenzele’s girlfriend?” Lerato asks,
She nods “Yes madam”
“I need you to get close to her. Run her a bath when she comes back and sprinkle this in her bath water. More tasks about her will come and that means more money for you. It’s important that you befriend her so she doesn’t grow suspicious of your kind gestures. Do you think you can do this job for me?” Lerato,
“20k?” Rebacca receives the container from Lerato,
“20k after the job is done” Lerato say.
“I’ll do it” Rebecca puts the container in her pockets.
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