Miss Chubby

CHAPTER 64

I called K earlier on to prepare usu nophuthu for dinner. I just feel like it plus it has been so long since I ate this. It’s Tuesday. I met the interns this morning and they were a bunch of cool kids but with the recent scandal, I asked Lisa to do a background check on them and hack their phones so that she can see if they are working with my competitor or not.

It feels so weird not working with Zah, but Xoli is cool, so I hope we can work together in peace. I yawn as I am drawing one of my designs. It doesn’t help that I slept late last night, this morning actually. I don’t know why I am putting so much pressure in myself, but I can’t seem to stop nje. When I yawn for the second time, I stop working, I am going to faint phela.

My phone beeps and I check it. It’s a text from my dad saying I should come home and have dinner with them tomorrow. I wonder what that’s all about. I stand up and kick off my heels. As I am about to call Xoli so that she can order lunch for me, the door opens and my fiancé walks in with paper bags. I just smile like an idiot.

Me: “who knew having a fiancé would be this much fun?” he laughs. He places the paper bags on the table and comes to hug and kiss me. “You smell so nice. I love your cologne.”
Kuhle: “and I love you.” I smile.
Me: “what did you buy?”

Kuhle: “hake with chips then wings and steak.”
Me: “you’re the best.”
Kuhle: “I know, right?” I just laugh. I go and place the food on the paper plates. I take it and place it on the table near the couch. He pours the juice for both of us then we sit down and start eating.

Me: “I have a feeling that your ex is planning something.” He frowns.
Kuhle: “why do you say that?”
Me: “I don’t know. But I have this unexplainable feeling in my gut that something bad is going to happen.”

Kuhle: “nothing is going to happen to you my love. I will protect you.”
Me: “if you say so.”

I really have a bad feeling. Khokho doesn’t always come in my dreams. Sometimes I get a feeling like this and I then I just know that something bad will happen. I just hope harm won’t come to any of my loved ones.
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I get home and go straight to the kitchen. I find mom cooking. I just hug her from behind. She turns with a smile and hugs me.

Mom: “how are you my baby?”
Me: “I am fine ma, just tired.” I sit on the barstool.
Mom: “how was work?”

Me: “terrible mama. I keep overworking myself. I can’t seem to stop. Then there is this gut feeling that keeps warning me of danger ahead. What frustrates me is that I don’t know what type of danger that it. It would’ve been better if khokho were to come and warn me. She is just quiet.” She drops the spoon and comes to my side.

Mom: “I know you are not a praying warrior but God can reveal something for you if you just pray. Do it tonight. Just go down on your knees and ask for guidance and clarity from Him because your khokho can be unreliable sometimes.” I giggle and the last statement.
Me: “okay ma, I will try.”

Mom: “now help me dish up.” we dish up and go place the food at the dinner table. She also comes back with drinks. I sit on my chair and the others come down. Dad comes and kisses my forehead. Gcino and Thando greet me and then settle down. Thando says Grace and then we start eating.

Dad: “the food is delicious. Thank you mkami.” Mom smiles. He always compliments her cooking. I think if he doesn’t, he probably gets chased from the bed and ordered to sleep on the couch.

We finish eating dinner and Thando goes to wash the dishes with Gcino’s help. Dad says there is something serious he wants to discuss with me. So I follow him to his study. Mom also follows us. We get there and I sit on the couch. He pours whiskey for himself and wine for mom. He then hands me bottled water from his bar fridge. He sits on the table and fold his legs.

Dad: “do you have any plans for Saturday?” I frown. Mom laughs.
Me: “not that I know of. Why?”
Dad: “good because your in-laws are coming to pay lobola for you.” I chuckle.
Me: “what?”

Dad: “shall I repeat for you or you are just saying ‘what’ because you can’t believe what I am saying?”
Mom: “stop being sarcastic Lela.”

Me: “they can’t come this Saturday. It’s short notice. And Kuhle hasn’t told me. Isn’t he supposed to tell me? Does this lobola shit happens like this? It’s hot in here. Why am I feeling like this?” I stand up and I feel dizzy instantly. I lose balance and I just slip and fall. I feel my mind shutting down and then it’s light out.
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***KUHLE***

I go to my room after putting Amahle to sleep. She was asking so many questions about Futhy. Yoh kids can be curious shame. I take my phone to check the time and I frown when I see a missed call from Futhy’s dad. What could he possibly want? Unless something happened to her because she was going to eat dinner with them tonight. I call him back and he answers immediately.

Siyabulela: “you couldn’t wait to nut inside her neh?” I frown.
Me: “what are you talking about baba?”
Siyabulela: “you impregnated my daughter Mann. I understand that you are going to marry her and shit but too early man.”
Me: “what happened to her baba? Where is she?”

Siyabulela: “we are at the hospital. I am going to send you the address. Just so you know, lobola money is increasing because you keep pissing me off. Yerr.” He hangs up. Few moments later he sends the address. I can’t believe Futhy is pregnant, with my baby. I wanna celebrate but I wanna know what’s wrong with her first. I call Xoli and Phumudzo is the one who picks up. I didn’t even know he was in town.

Phumudzo: “what’s up man?”
Me: “are you guys busy?”
Phumudzo: “just watching TV. Is everything okay?”

Me: “can you guys come to my house and watch my kids for a few hours nje? You can even sleep in your room. I have to rush to the hospital. Something happened to Futhy.” I hear some shuffling and some talking but I don’t hear what they are saying.

Phumudzo: “we will be there in 10 minutes man. And calm down. I am sure nothing extreme happened to her.”
Me: “see you soon.”

I hang up. I get dressed in tracksuits and sneakers. I then take my phone, wallet and car keys. I head downstairs. I call Mpendulo and tell him to prepare the car because we will be leaving shortly. Few minutes later the door opens and Xoli comes in with Phumudzo.

Me: “I am sorry for disturbing your cuddling guys.” Phumudzo chuckles while Xoli bites her fingernails. She seems nervous.
Xoli: “please updates us on what happened to her as soon as you hear anything.”
Me: “okay. I will. Thanks again.”

I head out and find Mpendulo in the car, already waiting. I climb inside and tell him which hospital we are going to. We get there in a hurry and we go inside. We find Futhy’s mom and dad in the waiting room. We exchange greeting and I sit down.

Me: “what happened ma?”
Futhy’s Mom: “we were telling her about Saturday. She just started hyperventilating and then she fainted. We brought her here. The doctors ran tests and found out that she was three weeks pregnant, with twins.” I frown and then I remember the night we made love, after Lisa’s umemulo. That’s probably when she conceived.

Futhy’s dad: “triple lobola wena I am telling you.”
Futhy’s mom: “shut up wena.” He chuckles and looks down. Tears of joy just roll down my cheeks. “Aww.” She comes to hug me. “How do you feel baba?”

Me: “I am happy ma. I am finally going to get kids of my own. I am over the moon really. It’s unbelievable.”
Futhy’s mom: “what do you mean kids of your own? You already have kids nje.” I chuckle.

Me: “they are not mine ma. My ex wife fooled me and made me raise kids of another man. That’s one of the reasons why I divorced her.” She gasps.
Futhy’s mom: “how can she be this cruel? She is evil.”

Me: “I have gotten over it and I am not even heartbroken about the divorce. I just felt bad about her dragging innocent souls into this. This is why I filed for primary custody of them.”

Futhy’s dad: “you did well. You acted like a real man. I might be lenient on the lobola.” Futhy’s mom and I laugh. He is just being silly and it’s actually funny.
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