Cursed - My Name Is Karma

CHAPTER 26

NARRATED
After a few hours, a doctor came to the reception and went to the receptionist. They talked and the receptionist pointed at Sibabalwe who had her head bowed down. The doctor went to her and shook her a little. She raised her head and looked at the doctor. She then quickly stood up.

Sibabalwe: “is she okay?”
Doctor: “I am Doctor Phakathi. Miss Radebe is out of surgery which went well but she is in ICU. Her condition is very critical and we are going to keep a close look on her for the next 24 hours. If her condition improves, then we will move her to a normal ward.” Sibabalwe swallowed hard and held the tears that were threatening to fall out.

Sibabalwe: “can I see her even if it’s for 1 minute? I just wanna see how she is doing.”
The doctor sighed and indicated that she follow him. They walked down the corridor, took the elevator and went to the emergency room. They got there and Sibabalwe’s heart beat faster when she saw the condition karma was in. there were so many pipes connected to her. She went closer to her and held her hand.

Sibabalwe: “come back and protect me. If you are here the darkness will win and kill me. You are my shield. You promised to be always there for me. Don’t go back on your promises. That is not you.” she turned to the doctor. “Can you have her face covered? She doesn’t like showing it to people. Next thing you know, dermatologists will be crowding her ward and treating her like some kind of a science experiment.”

Doctor: “but miss…”
Sibabalwe: “my name is Sibabalwe and I am begging you. This is like a violation of her privacy. She always has her face covered and she hates being seen. Please respect her wishes.” The doctor huffed.

Doctor: “two favours in one day, you owe me dinner Miss Sibabalwe.” She smiled and went to hug him.
Sibabalwe: “thank you doctor. I will come back tomorrow.” She then walked out.

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SIBABALWE
She once told me something about her two brothers. She told me that the older one is an accountant at Radebe Accounting and Auditing. I hope I am not over stepping but this is a life or death situation and if she can be injured like that, then I am scared of what will happen to her next.

It’s 12 pm. It’s still early. I catch a cab home and then when I get there, I change to a plait skirt, tights, ankle boots, turtleneck sweater and blazer. I look good. I take a few mirror pictures and post a few of them. I take karma’s car keys. She gave me access to use any of her cars. I then drive to her older brother’s company. I hope I won’t be turned away.

I get to the company and park the car in the guests’ parking lot and make my way inside the company. It’s a three floor glass building. Wow her brother is rich. I go to the reception. The receptionist smiles at me.

Receptionist: “good afternoon and welcome to Radebe Accounting and Auditing. My name is Emma. How can I help you?”
Me: “I am here to see Mr Radebe. It is very important and a matter of life and death. Please let me see him.” she looks at me with her eyes squinted.

Emma: “well kid you better not be a one night stand here to cause drama coz you might cost me my job. Go in and out quietly. His office is in the third floor. Last office and his door is opposite the elevator.”
Me: “thank you. I owe you one.” I take out R100 from my purse and hand it to her. “I am just a university student but I am sure this can get you a meal at McD.” She laughs.

Emma: “typical varsity player.” I laugh and head to Mr Radebe’s office. When I get there, I get really nervous because I see both of karma’s brothers through the glass door of his office. I knock and a deep voice from inside tells me to enter. I open the door and walk in. they broth frown when they see me.

Baphuncumo: “I don’t think I have a lunch appointment with anyone.” I clear my throat and walk forward.
Me: “my name is Sibabalwe and no you don’t have an appointment with me. I am here about your sister, Kwenama Radebe.”
Sikhanyiso: “what the fuck do you know about our sister?” he is angry. Okay. Just calm down Sibabalwe and remember to breathe.

Me: “can I have water first?” they both give me the ‘what the fuck’ look. Well I take out my bottled water from my bag and take a long sip. I then close it and put it back in my bag. “Well this is definitely going to sound crazy but your sister is not dead. She is alive and has living in isolation for the past 7 years.”

Baphuncumo: “what are you talking about minion?” ow wow. He sees me as a minion. Okay. I won’t let that comment get to me.
Me: “like I said before, I am Sibabalwe not a minion.” He chuckles. “Your sister was cursed and more like trapped to live a life she didn’t choose for herself. I won’t go deep. She will tell you her whole story when or if she decides to.”

Sikhanyiso: “say we somehow believe whatever bullshit that you are spewing, where is this shunned ‘Kwenama’?” I clear my throat.
Me: “she is in the hospital. She was shot trying to save some human. That’s what she is now. Some kind of a hero. Somehow her kind failed to heal her this time around because it wasn’t a supernatural attack. So she is stuck in ICU and… holy shit I have said too much.”

Sikhanyiso: “are you okay? Like mentally?”
Me: “Wanga Mulaudzi, rings a bell?” he frowns and looks at me.
Baphuncumo: “who the fuck is she talking about?”

Sikhanyiso: “few weeks ago I had lunch with this girl who talked like my sister, behaved like my sister, even the words she used, it was like my sister.”
Me: “and you muscleman, she saw you with your wife coming in of a Huawei store. The lady in black. Remember she froze until you asked if you could pass?”

Baphuncumo: “holy fuck.”
Sikhanyiso: “where is she?”
Me: “she is going to kill me.”
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