NKOSENYE

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NKOSENYE

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SONTO

I just arrived at my apartment, yesterday was wild. I don't know how many drinks I had, but it was nice to let loose for once. I staggered to the bathroom and took a cold shower. I reek of alcohol. After I was done I just three myself in the bed naked and dozed off....

I woke up hours later and I checked the time. It was 6pm, I brushed my teeth and washed my face.
My phone rang and it was Khole, one of the friends I was with yesterday.

Sonto:Girl.
Khole:Hey, are you awake?
Sonto:Yes I am now. I was sleeping all day.
Khole:Okay, we are going out today again. Wanna come with us?
Sonto:Uhhh No I can't today. I have to draft my CV.
I made an excuse. She hung up and I sighed. I don't know, maybe I'm looking at this all wrong. But what I saw yesterday made me think twice about hanging out with Khole & Didi. They were acting like they are selling their bodies. I even heard Didi saying, "I am taking this one home. He is loaded". And she disappeared all night. If they are really doing something like that, then no I don't think I want to be their friend. I don't get people who are selling their bodies, I am judging them. There are plenty of ways to hustle other than  selling your body. I also was very poor, but I didn't sell my body. I hustled, I looked for jobs and did any work that pays. I was able to go to school and finish my diploma in Business administration. I know people will be like, "You don't know what I'm going through. " But guys come on, we are all going through something but we don't sell our bodies. I mean, that is just gross. Having many dicks coming in and out of you, and I heard that sometimes they force you to have a threesome and fuck you like some kind of slut. So imagine being treated like that, no I can't.

But it's not my life, I drafted my CV and made sure everything was updated. I also put my ex-employer as one of my references.

Tomorrow I'll have to look around for jobs.
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Ndalo:Mom What's happening?
MaNgema: Nothing.
Ndalo:Mah those snacks you wanted to give to Nqobile.
MaNgema:What about them?
Ndalo:Why did you freak out when I said you should give them to me?
MaNgema:What do you want me to say Ndalo?
Ndalo:Mah What's going on? You and Nonzulo are acting very strange.
MaNgema:It's nothing you have to worry yourself about.
Ndalo: I'm not going anywhere until you tell me the truth. Did you want to kill Nqobile?
MaNgema: Yes!! That's what you want to know right?
Ndalo:But why?
MaNgema:So you mean to tell me that all these years, you have never noticed how you father loved Lwando & Nqo more?
Ndalo:No.
MaNgema:They were his favourite, even when they weren't born. I left this house with you and your sister, but your father never bothered to look for us. He only did that after a year, when their mother died.
Ndalo:But that was more than 20 years ago mah. What you are doing is wrong. Lwando & Nqo are my siblings and I won't do anything to betray them.
MaNgema:Listen stop being stupid! If that boy becomes King, who's to say he won't chase us all out?
Ndalo:Lwando would never do that mah. And I can't believe you right now, as old as you are you are scheming against your children.
MaNgema:They are not my children!
Ndalo:Wow! So you have been pretending all these years!?
MaNgema stood up and went to her husband's room. She sat on the bed took off the scarf she had around her shoulders.

She looks at herself in the mirror and notices the wrinkles in her face. No doubt she is also going to die soon, she is very old now. But she has to make sure that one of her daughters sit on that throne. She made sure that she gets rid of Menziwa quickly, he was taking too long to die. So she made things easier for him.
No one will ever suspect that she had anything to do with his death; because he was on his deathbed anyway.
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Bonga:Can I ask you something?
Nontando:Yeah sure.
Bonga:When was the last time you went on your periods?
She frowned wondering why he's asking that.
Nontando:Why are you asking that?
Bonga:Just answer me.
Nontando:I don't know, it's been long.
Bonga: Don't take this the wrong way, but the last time we had sex. The condom broke, and I noticed when you were gone.
Nontando:What!?
Bonga:Yes, so I thought you might be pregnant by now.
Nontando:So the baby was yours?
Bonga:Was!?
Nontando: Yeah I did an abortion last week when they told me I was pregnant. I thought it was Smanga's.
She said carefree.
Bonga:Uthi wenzeni!?( You did what!?)
Nontando:I did an abortion. I didn't stutter.
Bonga:And you feel like that's a good thing? You killed my child!!
Nontando:I did the both of us a favour. And I didn't think it was yours.
She thought she was spiting Smanga Kanti it was Bonga's baby. And now that she thinks about it, the months match. It'd been long since her and Smanga slept together.
Bonga stood up and went towards her, rage written all over his face. How dare he kill his child!? He grabbed her by the neck and strangled her while Nontando tried to touch him to break free. But Bonga had his hands tightly locked on her neck.
Nontando:B..Boo....*She wheezed while her body struggled to hold on. Her eyes rolled to the back*
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NOMA

I almost got caught yesterday, thankfully MaGumbi didn't tell Nkosenye the contents of that letter. I know I wanted him to know what was written but that time my mind was all over the place, Nkosenye can never know. I took MaGumbi to a family friend and had him wipe some parts of her memory. I don't know how he does it, but he always does his job well. Even with Nkosenye, he never remembered anything. So my secret is safe, now I have to make sure that I win Nkosenye back. I don't care about Bonga, he can hang himself with that frog of his. I don't care.
Now I'm with my little sister, Nkanyezi. She's the one who gets me, unlike Lihle.
Nkanyezi:You should just bewitch him. He will do anything you tell him to do.
Noma:Haaa! Witchcraft!? Never.
Nkanyezi:I am helping you here.
Noma:Not witchcraft Nka. It never ends good, and he'll start to be clingy towards me. Nkosenye was annoying without even me doing anything, so with that witchcraft nonsense he will just turn me off.
Nkanyezi:Hay sis you are one confused person. You say you don't love Nkosenye but you are planning to get him back. And now you say he is annoying. Hay I give up.

No one will understand why I have to be with Nkosenye. Honestly, as much as I always say he is lucky to have me. I am the lucky one, all this beauty that people go crazy over that I have will disappear some day. And the acne that I have, I try by all means to cover it up with make up. Nkosenye was the only one who loved me for who I really am. He overlooked my past mistakes and stood by me. Even when we had troubles conceiving, he didn't leave me but then things worked out. So I can't leave all that, these girls will break his heart. So if you look at it, I am doing him a favour. To avoid any heartbreaks, he should be with me.
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SMANGA
This has to be some sort of joke. I don't understand anything Lwando is saying. My son? Dead? No!!
Smanga:You are joking right?
He looked at him, with his eyes full of pity.
Smanga:No Lwando, Mpendulo can't be dead. No.
Lwando: I'm sorry, this is all my fault. I should have been more vigilant.

I want my son, he can't be dead. Not when I just reunited with him. He was just a kid, why did God take him? Why didn't he save him? He was only two years old. He had a whole future ahead of him, we had a lot of things to do together. He was still going to come to me when he has troubles with girls. And now he's gone, just like that.

Smanga:I want to see his body.

We went to the car and drove to the morgue.
It really is him. He looks so tiny and he is as cold as ice. My tears fell on his cold tiny body. I couldn't accept this, I can't accept this. I lifted him up but his body was kind of heavier than before. I lifted him up and took him to my arms. Oh God!
"Mpendulo wake up, wake up boy. Please open your eyes", I pleaded but he was just still. He is really gone.
Lwando: I'm sorry Smanga.
Smanga:No, he can't be dead Lwando. He will wake up. He can't leave me.
He opened his mouth to talk but his phone rang and he answered it. I placed Mpendulo back on the table and covered him with the sheet. I shook my head and did a mini breathing.
Lwando:We have to go to the hospital. It's about Nkosenye.
Smanga:Oh what now!?
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To be continued....