“Time to wake up makoti!”
“Kodwa aunty, its way too early.”
“Today, is your big day, you can't still be sleeping at this time.” she pulled the curtains and the sun pierced my skin.
“Aunty!”
“Vuka!”
“I chose a sunset wedding for a reason you know?”
“Vuka.”
My bridesmaids walked in with so much noise. I didn't get enough sleep. They somehow thought it was a great idea to have my bridal party a day before my wedding.“Tswang tswang tswang,
Le mmoneng,
Ngwana o tshwana le dinaledi...”
Kele sang coming towards my bed and pulled the duvet off.
“How come you guys are not tired after the night we had?”
“I've always been able to handle my alcohol.” Kele
“Just get up, and go freshen up! We have so much to do.” IndigoI had a cold shower, wore my leggings and a golf shirt. I found them drinking alcohol in my room. “Haibo!”
“We can drink all we like, you're the one getting married.” Lucille
“Lucky me, I'm not pregnant this time around!”
We all laughed at Indigo.
“Don't laugh! I was in pain on that day. I was so close to having just one drink.”
“I know that pain Indi, I remember going out with them while I was pregnant. I had to lie and say I'm not feeling well.”
Me and Kele turned to Rendani.
“Don't you two look at me like that!”
Bella gave me four shots to drink. I looked at her. “Four?”
“Just drink so we can go.” MpumiOur first stop was at the beauty spa. We all tried out the milk bath. It was rejuvenating! Our skins felt so soft and moisturized. Our massages were in the wild. The sound of grass swaying and birds chirping. The cold savanna down my throat.
“So who is getting married ladies?”
I raised my hand up.
“Congratulations. May you be happy forever.”
“Thank you.”
The massage got rid of the stiffness. We had facials and foot baths. Mpumi passed me my phone. “Your man is calling.”
“Sthandwa sami?”
How's my girl?
I blushed. “She's very well. How's my man?”
The girls started laughing. I gave them the evils eye.
“He is very excited, he can't wait to see his bride.”
“Soon. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Look at her blushing ladies.” MaZetWe drove back to the hotel to get ready. We found the bridesmaids dresses and mine in my room. The makeup artists and photographer had also just arrived. I had another quick shower, just to calm myself down before getting my makeup done.
I had on a satin gown written “Bride” at the back. We had champagne as we got our makeup done. The photographer, snapped pictures during the entire makeup process.
I would be seeing my bridesmaids in their dresses for the first time. “Come on ladies.”
I screamed seeing them. I abruptly got up to fully admire them. “Guys you look amazing.”
“Please don't cry.” the makeup artist said.
“Where's Kele?” she was my maid of honour.
“I'm here!”
“Chommie.. o montle yerr!” (you look beautiful)
We took pictures even though I was still wearing my gown. My makeup was all done.
My maid of honour and mom helped me put on my wedding gown. It was a assymetric, princess dress. It had a yellow TshiVenda material on the waistband. I liked how full the tulle skirt was but not heavy. I could move in it. I put on the traditional bracelets on my arms. My veil was specifically designed for me. It was not your normal tiara veil or clip on. It was the traditional colourful headband, with lace material at the back. On the front, the headband had colourful beads, in a V formation.I turned to look at myself on the mirror, the woman who looked back at me was gorgeous. A flame. I fanned my face in order to not cry.
“Kleintjie. Oh, my baby.. jy lyk so mooi my kind.” (little one.. you look beautiful)
I wiped the inner corners of my eyes. “Khumo, really outdid herself.”
“I'm sorry to ruin this mother and daughter moment, but it's almost time. Chommie, you look like a Venda princess. Now wipe those tears, your Venda prince is waiting for you.” KeleEveryone went out when my dad walked in. “Ntokazi yami.. waze wamuhle.”
“Ngiyabonga Baba.”
“Mapholoba
Nyuswa
Fuze, Mavela...”
I tried my level best to ululate.
“You look so beautiful MaKhanyis. Woza la..”
I buried myself into his hug. I inhaled his smell and hugged him tighter.
“I love you Ngcobo wami.”
“Today you're officially about to be someone's wife. But you will always be my princess, my little girl. Me and your mom will always be there. Don't be a stranger and don't change who you are for anyone. If he hurts you, remember where home is. It's time to go to you married now.”
He wiped away my tears and the makeup artist, did some touch ups.
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Scarlett Ngcobo
General FictionKhanyisile Scarlett Ngcobo, is a 25 year old from Newcastle in KwaZulu Natal but later on moved to Randburg. She's a bubbly, fun human with a warm personality. Dance has always been her first love, but due to unforeseen circumstances she forgot who...