***NARRATED***
Sijabulile, Lee and Noma got to the waiting room and sadness was written all over their faces. Sijabulile went out to get some fresh air while Lee and Noma sat down. In the waiting room there was the Zulu brothers, Futhy’s brothers, her guards and Xoli. They all looked at Lee and Noma waiting for them to tell them what the doctor said. Lee was the only one who wasn’t emotional, Noma was holding back her tears.
Lee: “the doctors said there is a possibility of her having uterine cancer, they think that’s what caused the bleeding. They are still not sure, they have to do some tests. But she will be transferred to Durban later this evening if I am not mistaken.” Noma stood up.
Noma: “let me book us flights back to Durban.” She left the waiting room.
Xoli: “what is uterine cancer?”
Sbo: “uterine cancer occurs in a woman’s reproductive system. It begins when healthy cells in the uterus change and grow out of control, forming a mass called a tumor. A tumor can be cancerous or benign. A cancerous tumor is malignant, meaning it can grow and spread to other parts of the body. A benign tumor can grow but generally will not spread into other tissues. My ex-girlfriend had it. She dumped me before she started treatment. She believed that she won’t be able to conceive after the treatment. Even though I told her that they are many possibilities of conceiving she just gave up on us.” Thobeka looked at Sbo.
Thobeka: “so she is going to be okay?”
Sbo: “yeah. If it’s still early ages of the cancer, she will be okay. Can we go see her?”
Lee: “sure.” The Zulu brothers stood up and went to Futhy’s ward. They passed her father on the corridor who was talking to the phone.
***FUTHY***
They enter the ward and Sbo is carrying a McDonald’s paper bag. He places it on the table near the bed and comes to hug me. After hugging me, he gives Kuhle a chance to also hug me, his hug lasts longer but I am not surprised, this is Kuhle.
Me: “thank you for the food. My family was so worried that they forgot to buy me food.” I start eating my breakfast.
Sbo: “so how are you feeling future queen of the Zulu kingdom?” I look at Kuhle in disbelief.
Me: “your stupid brother told you about his stupid proposal?”
Kuhle: “it’s not stupid. I love you and love is not stupid.”
Me: “well it is stupid if you think a successful independent woman will give up her freedom just to become a submissive second wife who will endure insults from your Barbie doll.” He clenches his jaws and walks to the window. He puts his hands in his pockets and stare out the window with his mouth shut. “Anyways I am fine Sbo, even though there is a possibility that I might die, I might not have kids and i might not live to see my company expand and go global.” I shrug and continue eating.
Sbo: “you are going to be fine. My ex-girlfriend had uterine cancer. She treated it and she is now living her life to the fullest.”
Me: “your ex? Meaning you dumped her because of it?” he chuckles.
Sbo: “no actually, it’s the other way around. She dumped me because she didn’t want to disappoint me by not giving me kids. Whereas there is a possibility of getting pregnant after the treatment.”
Me: “you should set up a meeting for me with her. I wanna know more about this cancer treatment. So I won’t be able to drink during this whole treatment period?” he laughs and Kuhle chuckles. Ow I forgot he was even here.
Sbo: “every treatment requires you to be sober, even when it’s flu or headache. So there is no exception to this.”
Me: “the SAB is going to make a huge loss.” They both laugh. Kuhle turns.
Kuhle: “Sbo can you give us some space?”
Sbo: “sure bro. get well soon my future wife.” I laugh. He hugs me and leaves.
Me: “Kuhle please. Stop talking about this second wife shit.”
Kuhle: “would you marry me if I divorced Sthabile?” my eyes pop out.
Me: “Kuhle, if it’s sex you want then I will give it to you. You don’t have to throw away years of marriage because of my chubby pussy. I know it has that woza-woza but don’t divorce your wife. Think about your kids. Kuhle you haven’t known me for even a month but already you are thinking of destroying your family because of me. Come on.” He chuckles and shakes his head.
Kuhle: “you are worth it. You are worth every sacrifice Futhy. I wouldn’t want to sleep with you if I can’t have all of you.”
Me: “well I do want to fuck you and I will do that. Soon as I recover.” His eyes pop out. “Phela nami I want some royal dick.”
Kuhle: “so you wanna use me?”
Me: “don’t act all innocent. You know very well that there is nothing you will more than eating my pussy until I come and me riding you black cock until you shoot all your seeds inside my pussy.” He starts sweating. Good to know I still have that effect. “By the way I’d suck your cock so hard that you will find yourself reciting my clan names and giving me all your bank pins. I would suck all of it and massage your balls and also suck them.”
Kuhle: “stop talking.” His dick is already hard and I must say the size is impressive which makes me want him even more.
Me: “then I would swallow your cum. After that I would lay on the bed and allow you to have me your way. I love missionary style by the way because I would grab your ass forcing you to go deeper and fuck me harder.”
Kuhle: “bye Futhy.” He rushes out and I burst out laughing.
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Dad gets in the ward followed by the doctors.
Dad: “we have sorted out all the paperwork. You are going to be transferred to Durban in an ambulance because this is not an emergency. The doctors have sorted out the blood issue and they will hand over the rest to the Umhlanga doctors.”
Me: “what if I want Dr. Qhali to continue with me through this journey? Not that I don’t trust the Umhlanga medical team, I just want her.” Dad sighs and turns to Dr. Qhali.
Dr. Qhali: “I don’t have a problem with working at Umhlanga. I will sort everything out and I will report for duty tomorrow morning.”
Me: “thank you. When am I leaving?”
Dad: “now.” Lee gets in.
Lee: “I will pack your bags.”
Me: “bag you mean?” she chuckles.
Lee: “yeah that.”
Me: “daddy I am hungry. Can I eat before we leave?”
Dad: “there is KFC and McDonald’s nearby. Which one do you want?”
Me: “streetwise 2 with large chips and 2 mini loafs. I also want 1 liter of cranberry juice.” He takes out his phone and sends someone a message.
Dr. Mwape: “I guess this is goodbye for me because I have to see other patients.”
Me: “bye doctor.” He nods and he gets out with Dr. Qhali. Dad also gets out.
Lee: “Kuhle and Sbo are gone.”
Me: “I traumatized Kuhle so I am not shocked that he left.”
Lee: “what did you say to the poor king?”
Me: “I told him how I’d fuck him and suck his dick. I gave him the details hun and he ran out of here.” Lee laughs out loud. “He was busy telling me shit about wanting me to be his second wife. I had to shift his focus.” Lee’s eyes pop out.
Lee: “second what?” fuck I don’t remember telling them about this. She runs out and comes back with Noma. “Tell me what you told her.”
Me: “Kuhle wants me to be his second wife.” Noma screams.
Noma: “when did we get here? I thought he was going to be another hit and run.”
Me: “he caught feelings and fell hard.”
Noma: “what are you going to do?” I shrug.
Me: “fuck him.”
Lee: “that will make him want you even more.” The pain comes back hard and I release a small scream while clutching on my lower abdomen. “What’s wrong?”
Noma: “shall I call the doctor?” the pain fades away.
Me: “no I am fine.”
Noma: “you’re not. You were screaming a while ago.”
Me: “relax. It’s nothing.” She looks at me with teary eyes. “Please don’t look at me like that. I will be fine.”
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