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Chapter Forty Two.

Chapter Forty Two.

"You see us how you want to  see us..."

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"Hello?" A loud cry fills my one ear.
"Thokozani?" I clear my throat.
"Speaking. Who is this?" I hear him speaking on the other end of the line, the cry dimming down before something shuts. A door I presume. "Sorry about that."
"It's... It's fine. Thokozani, it's me , Zano...Zanokuhle."
"Zanokuhle? You mean Zonke's sister?"

I sigh, just having that title to my name feeling heavy on my shoulders.

"Yes."
"With all due respect, why are yo- hold on...Lu...baby please settle down... Baba uyeza okay...ayi...sorry about that again but like I was saying why are you calling me? What do you want from me? Or is it that Zonke finally decided to answer my calls by sending you to talk to me instead because of how much of a coward she's been?" He says and I can't help but feel like I probably called at the wrong time.

"Why has she been ignoring you?"

"You ask her, angisho you both in the same boat now."

"Thokozani I'm not here to fight please. You know that's not how I roll, and if anything I'm not my older sister. I got your number from someone because I just wanted to know if I could see Luthando for a while. You know just spend a day with her. I'm embarrassed to even think that after this whole year I've never bought her more than the hospital bag she had or most likely still has."

"I...I hear you. Thing is she's not really a friendly baby, I mean you could tell from the beginning of the phone call she couldn't stop crying. She's been like this for almost a month now and I don't know why but it just feels like the first few months she spent in this house all over again."

"Maybe change of environment will do her good. Maybe you need a break too."
"Maybe," he mumbles on the other end of the line.

I really started wondering now how Luthando had changed over the past few months. Was she a chubby baby? How adorable was her smile? Could she walk yet? Was she still well taken care of by Thokozani.

"You know what, maybe you can have her over for a few days. I do need a break."
"Great! Save this number, it's mine. I'll let you know when this can happen yeah?"
"Sure."

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I turn over to the other side and sigh because I had depleted all the sleep I had in me. All the tossing and turning was not helping too. How could I even sleep properly when my man didn't call me at all yesterday?

Not to even check up on me or allow me to check up on him...I mean how cruel can men be?

Very it seems, cause even Herbert won't tell me a single thing about what's going on in that prison. I thought maybe these journalists would have something I could hold onto but they had nothing as well.

After my shower I step out and dry my body. Choosing a comfortable and warm outfit before putting my weave on. I don't think you'd be able to tell how I truly felt inside when you just glanced at me.

I hear the door opening and frown looking its way. Why would Nandi just walk in here without kno...wait! My eyes go wide with shock as I look at who was here. Bathong.

"What are you doing here?"
"I...we need to talk."
"No Zonke, you need to leave." I say walking out of the closet and slide it's door shut behind me. "How did they even let you through those doors?"

"We need to talk about this ridiculous thing you're asking me. How can I convince Alakhe to do that? He won't drop the charges."
"I thought you were smarter than this Zonke, wasn't it nice when you two were busy plotting this during your pillow talk? This should be easy come on..."
"I can't...he won't listen to me," I could hear her frustration and it was pretty obvious that she was finding it hard to even convince this man of hers.