Cursed - My Name Is Karma

CHAPTER 4

2 ways to get rid of the curse they said. Well that’s what the guardian told me. First is to pass down to curse to someone else just like the previous karma did to me. Well I have no intention of doing that to somebody else because I know just how fuckin terrible it is being in my position. Being without
‘She screams and begs him to stop many times but it falls in deaf ears. He keeps going on. It's like her pleas amuse him because he is smiling widely. He grabs her throat, making her stand up and squeezes the life out of her. Her eyes roll back and urine trail down her legs. He frowns and then lets her go roughly. She falls to the ground and gasps for air.

Him: “now promise you won't meet up with that bitch you call a friend again or next time you're dead.” She sniffs and nods quickly.
Her: “I promise.” She knows not responding will make him angrier.
Him: “I love you. I really do. But you just love waking up the sleeping monster in me. Why? Do you like it when I do this to you? Is this nice?” she quickly shook her head.

Her: “no it's not nice. I will never speak to Nqobile again. I promise.” He smirked.
Him: “now clean up and prepare food for me. You stink.” He clicked his Tongue and walked out. She slowly stood up and made her way to the bathroom while sobbing silently.’

I wake up panting and sweating like crazy. It's been 7 years. I should be used to this by now but it always feel new and it hurts. Especially when I am dealing with victims of abuse. I would attend to this assignment ASAP but I am not powerful enough and I still need to get my strength back. I guess the woman would have to survive two more days.

I make the bed and go freshen up. Thanks to the global pandemic, one can actually go in and out of stores unnoticed. So I get dressed in a black long dress, niraq and black takkies. I take my handbag, car keys and then head out.

Well apart from being karma, I own a few clothing boutiques and cafes but I hardly go check them because of what I am. I first go to the boutique which sells men's clothing. The moment I enter the shop, all the employees start moving up and down. I can feel their nerves and fears on my shoulders. I smirk. I love the respect I get from them. I go to the counter. Zipho's eyes pop out when she sees me.

Zipho: “good morning Miss Radebe. Everything is in order and our winter line is sold out.” Ziphozihle Ngema. She is a few years younger than me. She is one of the people I rescued but she doesn't know that. She was living with her father who was very abusive and harsh towards her.

Me: “have you place an order yet?”
Zipho: “yes Miss Radebe. It will be coming in two weeks.”
Me: “any new designers who have caught your eyes?”
Zipho: “Nyakallo Phatudi. He is very good Miss Radebe and I think he is worth giving a shot.” She hands me a portfolio.
Me: “where is Narekele?”

Zipho: “in her office Miss Radebe.” I head to the manager’s office. This is the only person in this store who is not afraid of me. Well she is not afraid of Yenziwe Radebe not the witch that I am.
Narekele: “Yenzi what a pleasant surprise.” She says with a smile.
Me: “how is everything going on?”

Narekele: “you know how hot the winter collection was. So it’s no surprise that it was sold out so soon.” I hand her the portfolio.
Me: “have a look at him. I wanna see his clothes in most of my boutiques by month end. Make it happen.” I turn and head out.

I then drive to the white river. It’s an enchanted river with its goddess or guardian. It does purify you when you have sinned but it also gives you strength. I usually order the water goddess to bring me the water but today I decided to come for myself. I park the car near the road and start my journey to the river. It’s about a few kilometers away from the road.

When approaching it, I am shocked to hear voices and singing by many people. I walk closer only to find people doing a ritual there. The goddess is lying by the rock in the center of the river and she looks injured. I walk closer to the people. One of them recognizes me. He turns and looks at me.