Thandolwethu His Love

Chapter Seven

Nkanyezi's POV

My new morning routine must be working, I look so healthy. My skin is radiant and I've been so happy lately. I went out with Nkululeko, we're good friends now, it turns out his father owns that club, he graduated from the University of Cape Town (UCT) two years ago and is a lawyer now. The money I'm making here is so good, I can afford to put in a car instalment-I haven't told anyone. This is exactly what I've been yearning for, I'm young and successful-what else do I need

Melokuhle and I decided to go back to orchestra, we've played the cello since we were about 13 to 19 years and stopped when we got to university because we didn't have the time. We've had so much time on our hands since we got here, the days we've spent in the academy are amazing. Our teacher always says you can never be too old to play so we listened.

The only things Melokuhle has actually been interested in is her work conference taking place in less than two months from now, she's so happy she got granted the opportunity to be there as if they would leave out their senior editor-I don't understand her excitement but I'm still happy for her.

Work is hectic today and Tricia is not exactly the hands on type, I swear I should have fired her a long time ago. She is so lazy like what the hell! She never assists customers, she hangs up on customer service calls-basically she is a disaster and I have to double task. I went back to my office and decided to call Imani

''Hey girl'' Me

''Why do we have to work again?'' Her

I laugh, she must be having a bad day

''Bad day huh?'' Me

''You have no idea''

''Anyway how are you?'' Her

''I'm fine, I'm just checking you-literally haven't seen you since we went out clubbing'' Me

''I've been so busy but the strange thing I have to address is how does Melokuhle stay so in shape, she's a machine-I swear. It's like she never gets tired, she's always smiling like girl relax, it's only 07:00 am'' Her

''I think it's just the promotion, she's really happy and doesn't want to mess it up but if you ask me she's still supressing so much of her past by working, she's never mourned it and I think work keeps her sane''

''Are you ever going to tell me what happened?''

''One day'' Me

''Cone on, I'll pick you and we can have a girl's night at my house''

''I know you won't let it go so fine but I'm not talking about this'' Me

''We will see''

'''Bye, not all of us are our own bosses''

''See you later'' Me

I hang up

I've never told anyone about KZN, maybe it was time I let it out. There are times especially those cold winter days we get here when I would image Sibonelo in my arms and I know it's stupid but I really believe it was not his fault even though I almost died, I still love him. I can't really talk about it to my sister because she makes me fell so stupid when I talk about my feelings, she's supressed hers so much that I don't think she'll ever love again, I know she still loves Lubanzi but she refuses to believe it.

I went through my emails and I ordered some things for the shop, we didn't need much so that meant less admin for me. Time flew like really flew and before I knew it girls' night had started, it's funny how she's so tired when she has to go to work but suddenly energetic when she has time for going out. Her house is so beautiful, every little thing is so feminine and tidy-wow. This is what I call woman power, she has no man and no children and yet she has all this-amazing.