Part 4

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___ VANGAMA ___

"Are you not the one who sent Ruth to give to me?" I texted back and stared at him. He opened the message then stood up and came to our side.
He stood behind me and told me to follow him.

We went to his room. He looked pissed.
"Why in the F*CKING world would I give you ANOTHER DUDE'S jersey? Huh? Tell me" he screamed and frightened me a bit, I had never seen him angry.

"Your mom told Ruth to tell you to bring me a jersey and she came back with this one. I thought you're the one who gave her" I tried explaining.
"Take it off" he said angrily.
I was surprised so I just said "huh" and it added petrol to blazing fire.

"TAKE THAT SHIT OFF DAMN IT!" He screamed almost yanking the jersey off me. I quickly took it off and my eyes swelled with tears. He walked out and slammed the door leaving me curled on his bed now crying.

Minutes later I heard the door open, he must be back. I then felt hands smoothly massage my back. They felt too soft and feminine to be Amu. And I was right because when she spoke I heard that it was Ruth.
"I'm so so sorry Vangama. I didn't know he'd be angry. The jersey he gave me could barely be called one. It was too light and wouldn't be enough to keep you warm so I searched for one myself, I didn't mean any harm" she apologized.

I sat up and gave her a weak smile.
"Is the jersey yours? It doesn't smell like you though." I said.
"LOL no, it's my brother's jersey. I took it from his room." She casually replied.

"Wait, your brother is not here right? Won't he be angry that you took his stuff and gave it to a stranger without asking?"
"Nope, him and I are buddies don't worry. Besides he is a gentleman. He wouldn't want a lady freezing while warm jerseys are available"
Somehow what she said made me calmer.

We nolonger went back to the braai, we chilled while getting to know each other more. We took pictures together, a whole lot of pictures. Ruth was so confident and carefree that bits of it rubbed onto me.

Amu came back to the room around midnight and told Ruth to go to her room. It was only him and I left and he reeked of alcohol and weed, the two things I really hate. If it was cigarette smell I'd tolerate.

"Why are you looking at me like I irritate you? What did Ruth tell you? Huh? I will kick her if she puts ideas into your head" he slurred all his words and I just looked at him.
I then went to my bag and changed into my oversize t-shirt. His room didn't have a built in bathroom so I was just gonna sleep the way I was because I wasn't about to ask him to prepare bath water for me. It was already midnight and he was drunk. He kept on bumbling complaints about my friendship with Ruth and about the jersey. I just let him be and slept.

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He woke me up the following morning at freaking 5am and said he was going to help the others with slaughtering a cow. He had put a bucket of water with a kettle and basin for me to wash when I got up. He advised me to at latest be out by 7am, so in other words he was saying I should get up immediately.

He went out and I plugged a few kettles of water and bathed. I wore my jumpsuit and flipflops, tied my hair into a puff and went out, it was now 6:30am. I immediately met one of the rude female cousins and I greeted her and she just huffed in response. I found out from Ruth that the other rude lady's name was Xiluva and she was actually her brother's ex who stayed nearby and probably came because she thought he'd be around.

I spotted Ruth on her phone near where the other ladies were working and I went to her.
When she saw me she got up and met me halfway.
"Good morning beautiful lady" she greeted and bowed in an actually good British accent.
"It's a beautiful morning indeed for a goddess to be calling me beautiful" I responded.
One thing I noticed about Ruth was that unlike me she knows how to take a compliment. She was so confident in her beauty that I envied her.

I greeted the other ladies and offered to assist. There was actually a lot of work to be done since the lobola negotiations were going to start that day and end the following day.
I started chopping the veggies.

About an hour or so later Amu and his cousins came back in a bakkie that had buckets that were filled with beef. I noticed that there was a new guy with them. Who was he? Ruth had left so I couldn't ask her. I just stared at him.

Wait! What am I doing? My man is right besides him. I'm supposed to be staring at him not this stranger. But something about this stranger drew me in.

I saw him jump from the side of the bakkie, his cowboy hat fell and his dreads were let loose. They were long and beautiful. He held them and tied them up in a messy way and that's when I saw the scruffy beard on his face. He carried two buckets at once and that's when I saw how beautifully the dirty blue worksuit looked on him. He had one sleeve just hanging revealing his toned arm. Damn I was staring too much.
I focused back to my chopping.

I'd steal glances at the mysterious guy once in a few minutes. My intrigue with him increased. When I looked at him again I saw Amu coming over. I hope he didn't see me staring at another guy.

"You look like a real wife doing wifely duties" Amu complimented while standing very close to me.
I looked at him and fake smiled.

I glanced over to the new guy and he was now staring at me. We held a staring contest for a few seconds until I was brought back to reality by Amu.
"You've been staring at me the whole time since I came back, you missed me neh?" He asked.
I just nodded and played with my hair a bit, it's something I do when I'm scared but I immediately remembered that I'mworking with food so I stopped and washed my hands. I couldn't tell him that I was staring at another guy.

Amu kissed my cheek and went back to join his cousins. He ladies I was working with started complimenting how beautiful we are together which made me laugh.

When they finally stopped I couldn't help but look at him again. For the last time.
I look at him and he's busy and doesn't see me so I take in the view. As I was staring his eyes come up and he catches me. I rapidly look down in embarrassment. He will probably think I'm a weirdo. Why do I care what he thinks?
Damn I'm stupid....

Who are you man?

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Who is this new guy who has Vangama captured? Girl is probably overreacting right?

Ruth please come rescue...

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