LETHUTHANDO: The Traditional Wife CHAPTER 07 . THOKOZILE ZONDO . The house felt smaller, louder, and infinitely more chaotic the moment I stepped through the door. I dropped my handbag on the kitchen table with a heavy thud, my eyes searching for the one person who usually made this mess disappear. “Ma, did she come … Read more
LETHUTHANDO : The Traditional Wife CHAPTER 06 . KHULUBUSE ZONDO . “This will be your room,” Misikhaya said, swinging the door open. I stepped inside, my eyes scanning the space. The boy had done well for himself; the apartment was modern, clean, and far removed from the dust of home. “Thanks,” I murmured. “I’ll leave … Read more
LETHUTHANDO : The Traditional Wife CHAPTER 05 . LETHUTHANDO DLOMO . The silence in the room was the first thing I noticed—it was too heavy, too still. Usually, I could hear Khulubuse’s rhythmic breathing or the rustle of the blankets as he turned, but this morning, the only sound was the distant crow of a … Read more
LETHUTHANDO : The Traditional Wife CHAPTER 04 . KHULUBUSE ZONDO . I couldn’t bring myself to eat inside the bedroom tonight. The air in there felt thick with the unspoken weight of our failure, so I sat alone on the stoep, staring out into the dark. My mind was a carousel of the same jagged … Read more
LETHUTHANDO : The Traditional Wife CHAPTER 03 . LETHUTHANDO DLOMO . The door of our bedroom opens. I closed my chester drawer after putting the pregnancy test inside. “Misikhaya called” he said, arms in his jeans pockets. He stood far away from me. “He said I can come tomorrow. “ “That was fast” I said … Read more
LETHUTHANDO : The Traditional Wife CHAPTER 02 . LETHUTHANDO DLOMO . The afternoon sun was relentless, baking the red earth until the air shimmered with heat. Inside the quiet of the main house, I finally found a moment to sit. My legs ached from the morning spent scrubbing the stoep and chasing Thokozile’s youngest away … Read more
LETHUTHANDO : The Traditional Wife CHAPTER 01 . LETHUTHANDO DLOMO . The sun hadn’t even cleared the horizon when the first blow struck the wood of our bedroom door. I bolted upright, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. ”Haybo wena! Who is going to make us breakfast if you are still … Read more
LETHUTHANDO: The Traditional Wife PROLOGUE . LETHUTHANDO DLOMO . The floor was cool against my knees, a familiar sensation that grounded me in my role. I kept my gaze lowered, focusing on the polished leather of his shoes as I presented the tray. The steam from the beef stew rose in savory ribbons, mingling with … Read more
BUHLE : THE MOUNT QUEEN. 003 BUHLEBENDALO MGABADELI. -After they had settled in the maids prepared breakfast for all of us and invited them to come to dinner, I sat there waiting for everyone to arrive so that we can eat. Everyone else arrived accept for the doctor, i told my maid to go fetch … Read more
BUHLE: THE MOUNT QUEEN. 002 BUHLEBENDALO MGABADELI. -I was sitting in my room and my maids were assisting in cleaning the royal house because there were guests coming, my mind was lost in what was happening and it was worrying me because what if I’m not doing somethings right and this is a punishment from … Read more