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Chapter Thirty Three.

Chapter Thirty Three.

"It's hard to feel real gangster when you're always getting kissed."

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"I don't get why you don't want me living with you for a while. Why do I have to be looked after by a whole stranger that I've never met before when you can do so?" I wheel her out of the wheelchair friendly van onto the ground level. "I mean you wouldn't even notice that I'm there with you in the house."

"It's still not happening," I pause my walking when I see mama Lilly outside. I have a smile on my face as I lift my hand up to wave at her. "Sanibonani Mama Lilly."
"Zanokuhle mntwanam, ukahle?"
"Yebo ma." I say. She walks forward and I'm tempted to ask how Lillian is doing but she beats me to it already asking about Madam Eve who's seated on the wheelchair.

"What happened to you Zonke...phela just the other day I saw you on our TV scream..."

Scream?

I suppress my laugh and attempt on listening further but I've already missed the rest of her speech. "Ave uthanda izindaba salukazi ndini, I don't see how any of this is your business," Zonke says. "Get me away from this woman." She snaps and I pretty much shrug and bid my goodbyes to Lilly's mother.

I get to the door and dig my keys from the back pocket of my jeans and use then to unlock the front door. I walk in and go open the back door and the window for immediate fresh air and life inside the house.

"See...now people think they can just talk about me how they please because I'm back here. I shouldn't be here. I should be back in the palace where I belong."
"Belong? Zonke I beg you in whatever you do just remember to wake up and smell the damn coffee. You don't belong there. I though this would've sunk in by now."

"Sunk in? No Gimba there's no sinking in here cause I know I'll get Alakhe back whether it kills me."

Breathe Zano...breathe...

"Oh so you're saying you'd rather die then move on?"

She doesn't answer me. I sigh and signal for Deliverance to come and help me wheel in this woman carefully. I didn't want her biting my head off for no reason at all. He helps me get her onto the stoep and eventually into the house without shaking or dropping her.

The fact that Ma Yolanda -the helper- was still not here did tick me off a little cause I have a hair and nail appointment in about an hour and I wanted to pass by a shop before that happens. I send her a text asking her where she is and surprisingly she replies to my quick satisfaction.

'5 more mins. ma'am.'

I sigh and take a seat. The room is engulfed by silence and pure awkwardness which I wish I could just avoid by leaving. I fiddle with my ring, wiggling my big toe. It feels like years before a Yaris comes to a halt all the way at the front gate. It takes a second before she drives in and parks where I'd usually park Chery. How I miss my baby.

"Sanibonani, ngiyacolisa ngokufika late Nkosazana yami."
"All is well Ma Yolanda. Here she is. Her name is Zonke...and I hope you two will get along just fine."
"Get along just fine? Haibo Gimba you're talking about me as if I'm not here and I cant talk for myself. I'm not living with a stranger mina."