{"id":618,"date":"2026-01-22T06:14:46","date_gmt":"2026-01-22T06:14:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/?p=618"},"modified":"2026-01-22T06:14:46","modified_gmt":"2026-01-22T06:14:46","slug":"the-cane-of-wealth-novel-chapter-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-cane-of-wealth-novel-chapter-10\/","title":{"rendered":"THE CANE OF WEALTH Novel Chapter 10"},"content":{"rendered":"
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VOLUME 10<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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MANDLA<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The room is dark. Light is not allowed in this room, the only source of light is the owner of the room himself. On days when he is at his happiest he glows through the room giving it a source of light.<\/div>\n
A heavy black curtain hangs on top of blinds on the window shielding any form of light from penetrating into the room.<\/div>\n
At the east side of the room there is a huge clay pot that could fit a person. It\u2019s the only thing that belongs in the room, and the cane laying just beside it.<\/div>\n
Lerato leads the way into the room. It always has to be her shadow that \u2018Mkhulu\u2019 sees first. She bows in respect before the clay pot, Mandla only then does he show face as well. He also joins her and bow his head.<\/div>\n
\u201cMkhulu Magadla\u201d they both chant in unison and fall on their knees.<\/div>\n
Lerato taps the clay pot, humming a pleasing song for \u2018Mkhulu\u2019 to come out. It\u2019s her summoning song, she learned it from her late mother in law who gifted her \u2018Mkhulu\u2019<\/div>\n
The hymn is low, more like mumble but she understands mkhulu lingers in whispers. He hates noise, through the darkness is where you\u2019ll find Mkhulu but his offerings are louder and brighter than the day. He offers lifetime of wealth.<\/div>\n
It doesn\u2019t take long for the clay pot to tilt and a tortoise slowly crawls out. It\u2019s a Chelonoidis nigra tortoise. Found mostly in Galapagos Islands. Those who lived before called it the tortoise of wealth. It doesn\u2019t generate from nothing, it dominates from an already rich house. The kind of wealth it brings comes with sacrifices. If it\u2019s a male tortoise it will feeds on boy children of the house to generate wealth for the family. And if it\u2019s a female tortoise it feeds on the girl children.<\/div>\n
Mkhulu Magadla was a gift to Lerato. Something she got from her late mother in law from her past marriage. For years she had \u2018Mkhulu Magadla\u2019 with but he didn\u2019t generate any wealth for her until she met the right man. It had to be a man who already had money. Magadla doesn\u2019t start from poverty. He wants a house that is already wealthy to generate more and keep himself alive. For every soul he feeds on, he lives longer. His kind is known for their longevity, they can live up to 150 years if they dominate the right houses.<\/div>\n
His shell is domed with 13 scutes (patches) decorating it. Each scute represent something. He shows his emotions through the scutes on his shell. Through the darkness in the room each scute glows, showing all they have to see.<\/div>\n
The most important scute is the middle one on top of his shell, the biggest of all the scutes. It shows his true emotions and his needs.<\/div>\n
Today the middle scute glows in red. The colour red means danger. Something is disturbing his peace in the house. Red is something the two have never seen before\u2026.maybe Mandla mostly. Lerato knows very well what red means. There is someone in the house who threatens his existence. The power that someone comes with clashes with who Mkhulu Magadla is.<\/div>\n
The second scute glows in green. Green means he is running out of time. He needs a Mabaso innocent soul or else he is going to take it all with him.<\/div>\n
\u201cMkhulu we hear you, a soul will be delivered soon!\u201d Lerato speaks, clasping her hands and bowing before Magadla,<\/div>\n
\u201cPlease continue to bless me Magadla, all you need I\u2019ll provide\u201d Mandla adds. His blessings comes through the cane. If he continues to bless him he does so through the cane.<\/div>\n
He releases a sigh of relief when Magadla crawls around the cane, it means he is continuing to bless them with wealth.<\/div>\n
\u201cSiyabonga Mkhulu!\u201d they both bow in respect.<\/div>\n
Magadla is still with them, but he is no longer happy in the house. They have to find out what\u2019s troubling Magadla and get rid of it. And give him a soul too before he loses patience.<\/div>\n
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NTWENHLE<\/div>\n
Zen and I we didn\u2019t go shopping as we had planned yesterday. He had an emergency call that required him to report at work. He postponed our shopping spree to today and this is why I\u2019m standing by the butcher waiting for him to pick me up. He said he is 10 minutes away when we talked. We are really doing this boyfriend and girlfriend thing.<\/div>\n
Last night we talked all night long. He reminded me that I had said we were going to pray together and we did. I asked him to kneel down and pray with me. It wasn\u2019t what I had planned but I felt like something had shifted after our prayer session. There are times when I feel like my prayers are actually heard and last night was one of those days. I just felt like praying for us and Jabu with everything in me and I did.<\/div>\n
It feels so amazing to have someone who falls on his knees with me. He is not a God\u2019s person but he doesn\u2019t shrink me or make me feel otherwise. He prays with me and reminds me to pray even though it\u2019s not his thing.<\/div>\n
I have always been into mysterious not so handsome kind of boyfriends. I don\u2019t remember dating a pretty boy ever in my life. He is not different from my past lovers but the fact that he listens to me and pays attention to everything I say makes him a king from all the frogs I have kissed. And he is handsome, I don\u2019t care what Aunty Joy say. Last night when we were watching tv shaka ilembe advert aired and aunty Joy eyed me. That sideeye she gave me I knew what it meant before she even opened her mouth. I had to go to bed immediately because wow! I\u2019ll never hear the end of my man\u2019s looks from my step mother.<\/div>\n
\u201cI hope you\u2019re thinking about me with that smile on your face\u201d a voice that I know very well speaks before me. Senzo. Senzo my ex is standing right in front of me.<\/div>\n
I blink. This is our meet up spot. My bladder fills instantly. I\u2019m waiting for Zen. Stupid me forgot that Senzo knows this butchery as our meet up spot as well.<\/div>\n
\u201cI waited and waited yesterday\u201d he narrows his eyes. There is a vein popping on his forehead. I think he is angry. This is the first time I see him angry.<\/div>\n
\u201cSenzo\u201d I hiss, darting my eyes around looking for Zen\u2019s vehicle,<\/div>\n
\u201cI told you that you\u2019ll tell me that shit face to face. Why the hell did you block me!\u201d he roars, closing the space between us,<\/div>\n
\u201cKeep your voice low damn it! You\u2019re blocked because it\u2019s over, what\u2019s wrong with you?\u201d I think I have a male Precious. People are looking at us.<\/div>\n
\u201cRelationships don\u2019t work like that Ntwenhle! You don\u2019t dump someone for no reason at all\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cI said I\u2019m married!\u201d isn\u2019t that reason enough,<\/div>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re my girl, and if there is someone who is going to marry you it\u2019s me. I don\u2019t know what nonsense you\u2019re talking about being married because I\u2019m damn sure you have never cheated on me or even tried\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cSenzo I really don\u2019t have time to explain anything to you right now but I don\u2019t love you, it\u2019s over please!\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cNo\u201d he say,<\/div>\n
\u201cDude what do you mean no?!\u201d he is pissing me off,<\/div>\n
\u201cIt means cha Ntwenhle! You don\u2019t get to play with my feelings like that. There is no it\u2019s over here! Get in the damn car!\u201d he roughly grabs my arm. His polo is right there. I didn\u2019t even hear that noise pollution car park.<\/div>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not going anywhere with you!\u201d I pull my arm off his grip,<\/div>\n
\u201cNTWENHLE!\u201d he growls,<\/div>\n
\u201cSENZO LEAVE ME ALONE!\u201d by now we are both screaming at each other,<\/div>\n
I don\u2019t see it coming. I find myself on the ground before I realise that the mother fu8cker hit me. He slaps me so hard I fall on the dusty ground, biting myself in the process.<\/div>\n
For a minute I\u2019m confused, pain is the last thing on my mind as I look up at him. He hit me! Senzo hit me! And he is barking nonsense I don\u2019t hear. He is pointing a finger at me, screaming and shouting but I hear none of that. My mind is still stuck on the fact that he hit me.<\/div>\n
\u201cUngijwayela kabi wena!\u201d he raises his hand again but this one I see it coming. I\u2019m not one to be hit by a man and let it happen. The first slap was the first and the last he\u2019ll ever put on a woman. As he tries to hit me again I grab on his balls like a ravenous dog. I grab his balls with both hands, I pull them out with every strength in me.<\/div>\n
He falls on the ground beside me and I don\u2019t let go, mother fu8cker cries in excruciating pain but his cries do nothing to me. How dare he put his filthy hands on me!<\/div>\n
\u201cYOOOH! SIZANI!\u201d (\u2026.HELP) he cries,<\/div>\n
Help my as8s! He trembles beneath me. I\u2019m on my knees, pulling on the soft balls like an angry dog. My hands become moist on his balls, fu8cking sacks are hard but one slap will pay for his manhood!<\/div>\n
\u201cMASHANDU!!\u201d strong hands grab me from the back. I don\u2019t let go of Senzo\u2019s balls! As the person grab me he pulls me with the balls. The person let me go and grabs my hands.<\/div>\n
\u201cPLEASE DON\u2019T!\u201d he kneels before me and I realise its Khalipha, Zen\u2019s driver. Only then do I let go of Senzo\u2019s weak balls.<\/div>\n
My hands are full of blood. I didn\u2019t take them out but he is going to need serious medical attention to have them stitched back to health again.<\/div>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t ever! Even in your next life try to put your hands on me again!\u201d I spit on him before get on my feet.<\/div>\n
I don\u2019t know when people circled us. I only realise when I stand that we have an audience with phones in hands recording. I hope they filmed the whole thing from when he slapped me.<\/div>\n
\u201cGet in the car, I\u2019ll take care of this\u201d Khalipha whispers to me as I straighten myself.<\/div>\n
He collects my bag and cell phone I had in hand when the idiot slapped me and gives them to me.<\/div>\n
People make space for me to pass as I walk to the car. Again, I\u2019m glad Zenzele can\u2019t see but I know Khalipha must have shared what was happening.<\/div>\n
My hands are bloodied. It\u2019s the only thing that worries me.<\/div>\n
Khalipha comes to me with a bottle of water. I\u2019m thankful for his help. He helps me wash my hands before he opens the door for me.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I can\u2019t look Zenzele in the eye as I sit next to him. He is looking at me expectantly like he can see me.<\/div>\n
\u201ckaMabaso\u201d he whispers, still staring like he sees me,<\/div>\n
I don\u2019t respond. I take in a deep breath, something sits heavy in my heart. I don\u2019t want to cry but him being here\u2026\u2026..<\/div>\n
\u201cSthandwa sami who is that and why are you uniting him with his maker\u201d he cups my face,<\/div>\n
\u201cHis name is Senzo. He is my ex and he hit me\u201d that\u2019s all I want to say,<\/div>\n
I don\u2019t want to cry and I wasn\u2019t going to cry but the tears just come. It\u2019s not out of pain but from the fact that looser put his hands on me.<\/div>\n
\u201cCome here\u201d he pulls me under his arm and kisses the top of my head.<\/div>\n
\u201cYou did amazing. Had I known he hit you I wouldn\u2019t have asked Khalipha to go stop you. He won\u2019t do it again, I\u2019ll make sure of it\u201d he cups my face and wipes my tears with his thumb,<\/div>\n
\u201cCan I kiss you?\u201d he asks,<\/div>\n
I chuckle and nod,<\/div>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t want this to be our first kiss but a man is got to do what a man is got to do to stop his wife from crying for useless boyfriends\u201d he pecks my nose and then my lips,<\/div>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not crying for him. I\u2019m crying because you\u2019re here!\u201d<\/div>\n
He laughs \u201cOkay. Stop crying ke. Let me call Khalipha so we can go have ice cream and forget about him\u201d he lays me back on his chest,<\/div>\n
\u201cAnd chocolate. I want some chocolate and cake\u201d I add,<\/div>\n
\u201cLilly, call Khalipha!\u201d he throws a command, I frown pulling out of his embrace again,<\/div>\n
I realise he is speaking on his phone.<\/div>\n
The phone is on speaker on his hand. It rings a couple of times before Khalipha opens the door,<\/div>\n
\u201cSir?\u201d Khalipha asks,<\/div>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s go\u201d Zen say,<\/div>\n
\u201cUhm\u2026\u2026the guy is\u2026..\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cHe put his hands on my woman. Let\u2019s go\u201d Zen sternly say,<\/div>\n
Khalipha doesn\u2019t ask questions. He jumps on the driver seat and starts the car.<\/div>\n
\u201cZen\u201d I crawl on his lap. I want to be entirely wrapped in him and breathe him in,<\/div>\n
\u201cHm\u201d he cradles me like an egg in his arms,<\/div>\n
\u201cI\u2019m dirty\u201d I fell on the ground when that pig hit me,<\/div>\n
\u201cYou want to go home and change?\u201d he asks,<\/div>\n
\u201cPlease. But not my home\u201d I have clothes in his home. I want to take another shower as well because I feel like Senzo\u2019s blood is still stuck on my hands.<\/div>\n
\u201cKhalipha heard you\u201d he tightens his arms around me. His scent calms me down. I hate myself for fooling around with the likes of Senzo when I could have just waited for the love of my life.<\/div>\n
\u201cYou lied to me\u201d he notes mid the ride, rubbing my back as I rest on him<\/div>\n
\u201cAbout?\u201d I frown, pulling out of his arms,<\/div>\n
\u201cYou said you don\u2019t have a boyfriend\u201d eish\u2026.<\/div>\n
\u201cHe hit\u2026\u2026me!\u201d I fetch the tears again, the pain comes back multiplied by 100 all of sudden,<\/div>\n
He rolls his eyes before he pulls me back on his chest. That\u2019s how you escape lies.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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When we arrive at the Mabaso premises something grounds me at the main entrance. My heart skips in a way that alarms me just as we walk in. I\u2019m calm now but something in me shifts urging me to fall on my knees and pray.<\/div>\n
\u201cBaby\u201d I stand rooted at the door,<\/div>\n
\u201cYes\u201d he smiles,<\/div>\n
\u201cCan we pray?\u201d something sits heavy on my spirit,<\/div>\n
\u201cNow?\u201d he looks confused,<\/div>\n
\u201cPlease\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cOkay. Where do you want us to kneel?\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cRight here if that\u2019s okay\u201d I say,<\/div>\n
\u201cAt the door baby? We can go\u2026\u2026\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cPlease Zen. Let\u2019s face the east\u201d I don\u2019t want to waste any second longer<\/div>\n
He is hesitant but he comes to fall on his knees beside me,<\/div>\n
\u201cCan I ask why the east before you start?\u201d he asks<\/div>\n
I don\u2019t know either but there is something that\u2019s pulling me to face in the direction of the sunrise,<\/div>\n
\u201cThe sunrise is dimmed in this house\u201d I say,<\/div>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d his frown deepens,<\/div>\n
I don\u2019t know either. Sometimes words just tumble out of my mouth.<\/div>\n
\u201cUhm\u2026.okay\u201d he say when I shrug,<\/div>\n
I want to pray. There is an urge forcing me to speak to God. I take in a deep breath and close my eyes. God knows my heart and my desires. I don\u2019t think about what to say, I let the words tumble out of my mouth praying for this house and everyone in it. I ask for protection, for me and every member of this house. I ask the lord to shine his everlasting light through every corner of this house. I ask that what was done in darkness be brought to light. I ask that those who walk in shadows be brought to light. And that\u2019s when I feel like I have left it all in the hands of the Lord.<\/div>\n
\u201c\u2026.Amen!\u201d I take in a deep breath as I open my eyes,<\/div>\n
\u201cAmen father Jesus!\u201d he chants. I glance at him, I\u2019m not even offended but \u2018amen father Jesus\u2019 is not how we say things as Christians.<\/div>\n
\u201cThat was powerful my love, thank you. Let me help you up\u201d he stands up first and offers me his hand.<\/div>\n
\u201cNext time just say Amen. You don\u2019t have to say amen father Jesus\u201d I can\u2019t have him embarrassing me in front of God.<\/div>\n
His phone rings before he can respond. He steps back to answer it.<\/div>\n
Rebecca comes down the stairs with that smile of hers that\u2019s just\u2026..i don\u2019t know. I read people with smiles. A person\u2019s smile tells me a lot about them. Rebecca is\u2026..i don\u2019t have the word for it but I feel like she is influenced.<\/div>\n
\u201cWhat happened to you? You look terrible, can I run you a bath?\u201d she asks with that smile of hers that is a bit fake,<\/div>\n
\u201cNo thank you. I\u2019ll take a shower\u201d I say,<\/div>\n
\u201cYou can really use a bath and relax, you look\u2026\u2026\u201d<\/div>\n
\u201cShe said she\u2019ll take a shower! Let\u2019s go\u201d Zenzele grabs my hand and we pass her. Fear strikes me as we pass her. This didn\u2019t happen when I first met her. Now I know that I have to be careful with her too.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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