{"id":536,"date":"2026-01-21T15:56:59","date_gmt":"2026-01-21T15:56:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/?p=536"},"modified":"2026-01-21T15:56:59","modified_gmt":"2026-01-21T15:56:59","slug":"a-bride-for-hire-novel-chapter-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/a-bride-for-hire-novel-chapter-7\/","title":{"rendered":"A BRIDE FOR HIRE Novel Chapter 7"},"content":{"rendered":"
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A BRIDE FOR HIRE<\/div>\n
CHAPTER SEVEN<\/div>\n
Sponsored By Lelo Cele \"\ud83e\udd0d\"<\/span><\/div>\n
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MaKhanyile<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She\u2019s fuming as she barges inside her bedroom, tears fill up in her eyes in a minute. The air in her lungs feels like it\u2019s collapsing on top of her chest to the point of shock.<\/div>\n
All this for that brat, all of the suffering for a one stupid nugget she could have aborted and been through with the pain!<\/div>\n
Where is her phone? If she doesn\u2019t speak to someone right now, this might just be her last day on this Earth. Shaky as her fingers are but she locates her Mobicel beneath the pillow. Her thumb hovers over her best friend\u2019s number, hesitation seeps in, MaKunene can sometimes be judgmental and behave like a saint without any problems in life. That woman won\u2019t understand her pain.<\/div>\n
And she can\u2019t call her baby, Nonkanyiso either, this is her time to have fun and lighten up. There\u2019s only one more option left for her, Thenjiwe, her mother.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The phone is answered by a child, they ask who is speaking and tell her that Gogo is in the garden at the moment.<\/div>\n
\u201cGive your Gogo the phone, tell her Thulisile is calling.\u201d Her voice is raspy, in any moment the gates of heaven will open just for her.<\/div>\n
Why did God punish her like this? In life she has been a good girl, kept to herself and followed every rule in the household so why would God see the need to curse her womb to such an extent!?<\/div>\n
\u201cMolooo weThuli sisi, you disappeared off the face of the Earth nje. You don\u2019t even send your mother some money for electricity.\u201d This isn\u2019t the time to do grocery lists.<\/div>\n
MaKhanyile takes deep inhales and exhales, struggling to keep herself from shaking and sobbing like a beaten up wife.<\/div>\n
Her mother\u2019s concern starts to grow second by second, \u201cThuli, what\u2019s the matter with you? Are you crying?\u201d MamThenjiwe asks her in haste.<\/div>\n
\u201cI hate this child, Mama. I hate her! She\u2019s always bringing darkness in my life no matter how far away I keep her from me, she finds a way to kill me regardless. Kanti ngone bani, mama?\u201d her sobs become hysterical, fueled by Goqo\u2019s knocking on their bedroom door.<\/div>\n
It’s all his fault isn\u2019t it? He talked her out of getting an abortion and still went out to sleep with other women afterwards.<\/div>\n
\u201cCalm down and tell me what the problem is because I can\u2019t you over that whaling of yours. You say Nqobile did what?\u201d MamThenjiwe scolds.<\/div>\n
\u201cShe has done everything but you see now? Now she has finished me for the last time, not a single person in church doesn\u2019t know that I have a husband who sleeps for Charity. Can you imagine what my name has become in people\u2019s mouths now? These women will know me as the failure \u2013 I can\u2019t keep a man of God. Can you imagine that, mama? I hate Nqobile man dammit.\u201d She screams before she could keep it in.<\/div>\n
\u201cSo why are you sitting there crying when you could be doing something about it? Isn\u2019t your mother is a herbalist, so what\u2019s your problem?\u201d oh, there\u2019s that. She hasn\u2019t thought of that yet, why wasn\u2019t she thinking of that all this time?<\/div>\n
\u201cAre you home right now?\u201d suddenly the strength to wipe away her tears has risen. She can pick herself up from the floor now.<\/div>\n
\u201cWhere else would I be? Bring her underwear or unwashed clothes.\u201d Wait a second, this sounds familiar.<\/div>\n
\u201cBut you once asked the same for my husband and as it stands he\u2019s still a whore. How do I trust you now, ma?\u201d her magic was meant to make sure his staff only rises for her Palace, no one else\u2019s.<\/div>\n
Clearly that isn\u2019t how things have turned out now is it?<\/div>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t make me naar wena, either you want that child fixed or not and if you don\u2019t then stop nagging me because I don\u2019t know what else to say to you then.\u201d Those words hurt!<\/div>\n
How is nagging when all you want is your mother\u2019s support and shoulder to lean on?<\/div>\n
\u201cThulisile, speak up, you are finishing my airtime here.\u201d MamThenjiwe.<\/div>\n
\u201cI am the one who called, your airtime won\u2019t be finished. I\u2019ll call you when I leave the house, make sure ke that your things work this time.\u201d She drops the call and chuck it on top of the bed.<\/div>\n
Whew! At least now there is a way forward, a bigger picture and something to ease her pain. Nonkanyiso will be thrilled, she\u2019ll finally get her husband back and live a good life.<\/div>\n
Nqobile doesn\u2019t deserve that man, what has she ever known about taking care of a man?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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At long last, that hoe knocking on her door stops. She hates the fact that he gets to gallivant and still come back to these bedsheets to get comforted by her legs too. God needs to do something, His child is straying and He\u2019s just letting him?<\/div>\n
Yeah, tonight she will start a fast to lock his genitals tight!<\/div>\n
Nobody is getting what she worked so hard to obtain and keep for all these years, where were all these skimpy women when this man didn\u2019t even know what a toothbrush looked like or what it\u2019s job was?<\/div>\n
They must not test the waters of Egypt unless they are ready for Noah\u2019s ark!<\/div>\n
\u201cNx!\u201d Thuli\u2019s tongue clicks.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Nqobile<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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This married life vibe isn\u2019t so horrible after all. I woke up around 5:00 in the morning and got his breakfast ready and lunch ready before ironing his clothes. Before he left, he thanked me and left a bundle of cash on the kitchen counter, when I counted it, it mounted up to R6 000. I didn\u2019t give it back to him, I\u2019m not that generous but I did ask what it\u2019s for and he said he\u2019s not used to thanking people with just words.<\/div>\n
So yeah, I slept broke and woke up a six thousandnaire!<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The whole day I\u2019ve spent with my new bestie, Mini. It\u2019s been fun honestly, you sometimes forget you didn\u2019t know this guy two days ago because he\u2019s that easy going.<\/div>\n
Hey, he has even introduced me to his ten girlfriends and also gave me an opening line that applies to all of them: \u2018Hey girlfriend, we were just talking about. Mini hasn\u2019t been able to shut up about how awesome you, I had to just see for myself what he\u2019s so amazed by.\u2019<\/div>\n
And you know what? That isn\u2019t even the hilarious part because the funny thing is they all knew he was playing them but they were happy to hear it anyway.<\/div>\n
I don\u2019t know, Mini isn\u2019t that hot really. He\u2019s just a tall; pretty smile; bright eyes; sexy idiot. That\u2019s it.<\/div>\n
\u201cSo when has this family ever been peaceful?\u201d yep, we\u2019re gossiping about the Ximbas again.<\/div>\n
Mini isn\u2019t the gossiper I thought he was, most things he\u2019s telling me are useless things that don\u2019t help me in anything when it comes to repairing the bond of father and son.<\/div>\n
\u201cDuring Baba\u2019s father\u2019s funeral.\u201d He answers and starts chowing the cucumber slices over his eyes.<\/div>\n
I crack into some laughter, yeah right!<\/div>\n
Minenhle is silent. Is he being honest right now?<\/div>\n
I peel my cucumbers off my eyes as well and stare at him widely, \u201cAre you for real?\u201d that just can\u2019t be true!<\/div>\n
\u201cI oath girl. That entire year in mourning, there was peace in the entire Ximba household. Nobody spoke about the rivalries that has been before; nobody questioned the authority given to Baba by every single Ximba elder; nobody even protested when the businesses were shifted in his name. And let me tell you, I was shookth \u2013 with a capital TH! That wasn\u2019t normal, Nqobile. Baba as a middle born son, he shouldn\u2019t have been on any list, not the inheritance nor the homestead.\u201d He\u2019s walking back to the couch with four packets of chips and a Corona cider.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cThat doesn\u2019t make any sense. How long did the peace last for before hurricane Felicia begun?\u201d I\u2019m blown away by the web of this family, I don\u2019t pay attention to the fact that these are barbecue chips I\u2019m eating.<\/div>\n
Eww! I return that packet and grab the Portuguese lays.<\/div>\n
\u201cAbout 4 years, already on the 5th year things were becoming shaky. People in our community say our mother grew further apart from Baba because of how brutal she was towards Bungobakho. They say they\u2019ve never saw her carrying him on her back the way she carried Mzwakhelwe. What\u2019s funny is that, we never saw the hatred people pointed out. I mean once the two got separated, her health turned for the worst. She fought with her own husband to fix things and bring Bakho home before it got too late, homeboy said bet! And bet he did, a few months after that Ma died.\u201d He tries to soldier on a strong face in front of me whilst I drown in my snot and tears.<\/div>\n
I shift his snacks aside and embrace him, letting him rest his heavy head on top of my head.<\/div>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to be strong about it, Minenhle. Don\u2019t be strong.\u201d I want to continue on and tell him: because I\u2019ve been strong before and it has never worked for me. I\u2019m 26 years of age and barely know how to regulate my emotions, I live on the road when it comes to my mental health and it\u2019s exhausting and painful.<\/div>\n
\u201cIm old now, I\u2019ve gotten over it.\u201d You don\u2019t get over pain.<\/div>\n
You have to heal from it, mold it into something that works for you.<\/div>\n
But hey, I\u2019m the last to get advice from.<\/div>\n
\u201cWhen did Baba meet Beauty? If you don\u2019t mind me asking.\u201d<\/div>\n
He\u2019s back to his normal self, grinning and stuffing his face.<\/div>\n
\u201cThose two are a mystery. Most of oBhuti say they\u2019ve been linking up even while Ma was alive. I wouldn\u2019t put that pass her, ugabadiya loya.\u201d He\u2019s chuckling again, the tense vibes are gone.<\/div>\n
The pace at which he moves on from his feelings is traumatizing.<\/div>\n
\u201cShe treats him like her ticket out of poverty though, you\u2019re telling me he\u2019s been with someone who wants him for money and power all those years?\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cThat man isn\u2019t innocent, Nqonqoza.\u201d<\/div>\n
When did that become my name now?<\/div>\n
We change the topic to something stupid again, laugh and have fun once more. We are on our second topic, discussing my non-existent love history when we get startled by a roar coming from outside.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cWhat was that?\u201d I frown, setting my own snacks aside to follow him to the door.<\/div>\n
\u201cStay behind, Nqobile.\u201d He says reaching into the back of his pocket and retrieving what I last saw in a movie last week.<\/div>\n
\u201cYou have a gun?\u201d I whisper-scold.<\/div>\n
\u201cYes if you want to have your life by the end of the night then I need a gun, are you okay with that?\u201d<\/div>\n
He doesn\u2019t have to be sassy right now. I scrunch up a fist full of his t-shirt and try to handle my breathing well.<\/div>\n
Mini opens the door, gun drawn and ready to shoot. His body relaxes instantly afterwards.<\/div>\n
\u201cHawu Baba, I didn\u2019t know you do drive by visits. Your favorite son isn\u2019t home.\u201d Is that supposed to be a joke?<\/div>\n
\u201cMove out of my sight, where is that young lady?\u201d he sounds furious, why?<\/div>\n
\u201cWhich one?\u201d Mini.<\/div>\n
\u201cMinenhle I said get out of my way!\u201d Baba shoves him out the way, exposing me to the man I cannot recognize standing in front of me.<\/div>\n
\u201cMsuthu!\u201d Minenhle grips his father\u2019s elbow and swings him away from me, he doesn\u2019t bounce so Minenhle is forced to stand in front of me trying to protect me.<\/div>\n
\u201cI will slap you black and blue, boy get out of my way. I want to set something straight with this little girl!\u201d what have I done?<\/div>\n
I keep hiding behind Mini\u2019s arm, moving back step by step in fear. I\u2019ve never seen such an angry person before, his cheeks have even turned pink.<\/div>\n
\u201cWhat has MaGoqo done to you!?\u201d Minenhle rasps back at him.<\/div>\n
His father swings him out the way and in a blink has his fingers dug into my shoulders as he backs me up against the fireplace.<\/div>\n
My body is quivering beneath him.<\/div>\n
\u201cIf you don\u2019t get that dog of yours in a leash, I will strangle you! My wife is off limits, do you hear me?\u201d what?<\/div>\n
\u201cMsuthu, let Nqobile go.\u201d Minenhle places his gun on his father\u2019s temple. Oh my god no!<\/div>\n
\u201cNx!\u201d he clicks his tongue right on my face and storms back out the house. The minute I hear the car drive off, I lean in Mini\u2019s arms and weep my eyes out.<\/div>\n
That was scary, \u201cIm scared, Minenhle.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t be small wami, I\u2019m here yezwa, I\u2019m with you. That piece of shit won\u2019t hurt you.\u201d His own chest is rising and falling,<\/div>\n
Mini takes out his phone and dials someone, I don\u2019t know who I\u2019ve never this voice before.<\/div>\n
\u201cBafo, have you heard from X-man? Tell him to come home immediately, MaGoqo isn\u2019t okay.\u201d<\/div>\n
The person has their own rant over the phone then asks what happened, I\u2019m pleading with Mini internally to not say anything because my lips can\u2019t move, that\u2019s how shaken I am.<\/div>\n
It\u2019s only my second day for goodness sakes!<\/div>\n
\u201cBaba happened, he wanted to strangle her.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cIni!? We are on our way bafo, lock the gate.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cSho boy boy.\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cEi don\u2019t call me that wena rubberneck!\u201d<\/div>\n
After insulting each other, Mini drops the call and asks me if I want to go lay down. Honestly I don\u2019t, but I don\u2019t want to keep being a nag so I nod and say nothing about him carrying me to a bedroom I haven\u2019t been into before. I already know this is Mr X\u2019s bedroom.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cZimpambosi zomfula, wake up please.\u201d A husky voice drags me through my sweet dreams where no one in my current life existed.<\/div>\n
Dreams come to an end. I open my eyes slowly only to be met with him, the owner of this bedroom and this house \u2026 oh my misery too.<\/div>\n
He shouldn\u2019t have come to sister for help, he should have let us be.<\/div>\n
None of this would be happening, I wouldn\u2019t be caught up in the middle of a fireball I don\u2019t know.<\/div>\n
\u201cSorry, I will get out of your bedroom.\u201d I mutter, dragging my body up and peeling away the cover. It felt so good sleeping in this bed, it\u2019s bigger; it smells divine and the bedding isn\u2019t cheap.<\/div>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t wake you up for that, I wanted to check if you\u2019re okay. Are you hurt?\u201d am I hurt? Am I hurt?<\/div>\n
I push him to the side and slide off his bed.<\/div>\n
\u201cSobahle.\u201d He calls out for me.<\/div>\n
I ignore him and continue to the door. Tears, what the fuck am I crying about now!?<\/div>\n
And why am I angry? I was okay before I slept. I didn\u2019t blame him then, I was even ready to bury what happened for his sake but now all I want to do is fire at him and give him my two lovely fingers Regina and Stacey!<\/div>\n
\u201cSobahle, answer my question and you will be free to ignore me for the rest of the day. I need to know how you are\u2026\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cWhat are you going to do about it, X? I\u2019ll tell you how I feel, I will tell you I am scared and all you will do is say you told me so. You told me to stay away from Beauty and I never listened. What did you even do to her for me to be punished on your behalf?\u201d am I yelling? Yes. Am I apologetic this time? No.<\/div>\n
\u201cSobahle.\u201d He can sound dangerous all he likes, I\u2019m fed up of always getting the bitter end of sticks that weren\u2019t even mine to begin with.<\/div>\n
\u201cNo! Don\u2019t Sobahle me. You said you were going to protect me, protect this \u2013 whatever it is. Just a minute ago your father almost killed me, had Minenhle not been there I could have been dead by now. Last I checked I married you not Mini, but because your life has to continue whilst mine sits on pause for you Mr Your highness, isn\u2019t? Things happen here and I pretend I don\u2019t see anything just so I can be out of hair, but it seems to me you and your family are the ones getting in mine. I\u2019m tired! I cry myself to sleep every night, I wake up to nothing but my miserable loneliness. Don\u2019t you think I\u2019m human too? You and your father are one coin in different colors. And I\u2019m over this!\u201d I yank my arm back and turn away running.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The whole Ximba village is littered all over the living room, their eyes fixated on me as I walk past all of them.<\/div>\n
Ugh, whatever they can call me dramatic or a bitch. I don\u2019t give a fuck, I just want my life to end!<\/div>\n
I\u2019m so damn tired!<\/div>\n
There\u2019s a bridge not so far from here, the fall would land me in the huge river with massive rocks. There\u2019s no way I\u2019d survive that.<\/div>\n
Yeah I\u2019m going to do it, and I\u2019m going to do it now.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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