When I first saw you

Nguwo Nguwo

“yhuuu oSobuhle NGO bhulu bethuna kuqalwa nje umntu uyathwala hay” my mom ranted as she prepared the house for the welcoming of my wife who ohw so happens to not know me. I met her 3 years ago medical school well she was doing her internship with our hospital we bumped into each other on her first day and I couldn’t help myself, I later found out she was our new intern name Sibane Mhlaku 21 at the time, the second and last time we bumped into each other was their surgery test which she was nervous so I told her I was also an intern just to calm her down and that was our last encounter.

“Soba are you sure about this” my sister who has been trying to talk my mind out of this asked me for the 29th time,vu understand the family is worried I mean I could have married our family friends daughter u Lindi who also happens to be my ex but I did not, my sister-in-law tried hooking me up with her lawyer friend and that worked for a week before I realised that we are actually polar opposites. As the sun set we (me and my brother) went to make sure that his house was clean warm and fully stocked with food and necessities kalok umnkam akazolamba and she needs clean sheets guys, my brother sat next to me as I watched TV trying to kill time “are you ok?” he looked concerned and at this point in time I’m not sure I just want my wife next to me “im nervous and excited, my wife is probably fuming akandaz akandifuni but I still have butterflies. At the back of my mind I know I’m being selfish ngoba I’ve lived my 34 years of freedom and just when she steps into 24 ndiyamcela not caring if she had a partner or not, she’ll have to move in with me curfews and all.” He looked at me then back to the TV we stayed like that for 10 minutes before we packed up and left his house. Although I was fortunate enough to go to the best schools and get the best education and opportunities inside I’m a village boy I love this lifestyle it calms me down I just hope my wife will accept me without the scrubs, when we got home Sisi my brother’s wife had already prepared food and water to wash our hands they always complain about tha, I’m a germophobe I do this my way and only doctors understand that “yoh Oko kutshate nawe hay zange ndatsho” my aunt who is my mom’s sister comments while I rinse my glass”I just fear for his wife, knowing Sobe she’ll have to do everything by the book, khona kutheni ungatshatanga la nondatshaza we gqwetha wawujola naye woew hay Neli” I just sat there eating and listening to their rants “hay Lo walapha yena ohw niyasijongisa kodwa Soso, how do you expect us to look at them after this and you’ve known her all your life” but my aunt’s though. The festivities could be heard from a distance my sister’s have been begging to join the bridal team but culturally it’s not allowed

First chapter done.
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