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~Week Later!
Muzi walks to his and Nolu's bedroom rushing. He finds his wife busy on her laptop with work.
Muzi : "Babe you won't believe this." Nolu puts her laptop aside and focuses on her husband who looks confused and frustrated.
Nolu : "Yini?"
Muzi : "So I had went to home affairs the other day to get assistance in finding Qondisile's birth certificate and I met baba's old friend who said he'll help so yesterday he told me that he couldn't find a thing about Qondisile , it's like she doesn't exist in this world."
Nolu : "what? How sure are you?"
Muzi : "Angithi the girl even gave us her id number so we used it and it doesn't exist anywhere. I even had a look at their database and nothing shows nor matches."
Nolu : "There has to be something man baby."
Muzi : "yeah. I'll continue looking but for now we don't tell her until I have something concrete. I think for now I think we will be able to get her an ID she can use for this year then after we can work on finding her true identity."
Nolu : "Okay I hear you."
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{UNCONFIRMED LOCATION}Woman : "Sibeko how can you not find a child?"
Sibeko : "Kahle MaNgwane. I told you to give me enough time but wena you are rushing me."
MaNgwane : "THAT'S BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE TIME DAMNIT!" she shouts.
Sibeko : "Then I think you should find someone else to help you!" He also snaps.
MaNgwane : "oh come on you know what's at stake here if you don't follow my orders."
Sibeko : "Oh no sweetheart not anymore. I'm sure you wouldn't want your stupid husband to know what his precious wifey has been up to now do you?" She swallows hard as she never thought that Sibeko would actually blackmail her one day.
MaNgwane : "You blackmailing me Sibeko? You have some balls now? Then I'm sure you would also handle people especially your family watching videos of you screwing small kids and the interesting part is that it's not girls only. So... you still got something to say?" She asks him with a smirk.
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**UNKNOWN**
I've been feeling empty ever since I could remember. My parents have honestly tried everything to help come out of my shell but nothing. I've been attending therapy for almost half of my life but I'm still the same and no-one seems to be able to help me. I'm honestly tired if everything plus the drama that comes with my family especially since my father is a polygamous king. I do have siblings but I don't really get along with anyone.
I'm Prince Sifiso Yanganathi Nxumalo. The son of a great polygamist , Sizwesakhe Nxumalo and Zubenathi Thandeka Rhadebe - Nxumalo , mom is xhosa. A 18 year old matriculant. I attend Bryanston High. I'm in the science class , AB. I live with my elder brother , Siyanda and home is in KZN , near KwaMakhutha. At school I do have friends but only two friends.
Siyanda : "Fiso , come down before you late!"
Me : "I'll be there just now bro!" I get my bag and phone then run down the stairs where I find my brother kissing with his wife.
Me : "Good morning."
Siwe : "Hey boy boy." I swear this one thinks I'm a toddler and it's irking seriously. My brother drives me to school. I find my G's at our usual spot crushing some weed.
Me : "Gents."
Banele : "Sup G?" He's your typical skrr skrr guy.
Owethu : "What's good?" After the greetings we smoke our morning joint , we do our wash down then get inside the school premises.
Owethu : "Here comes my girl. Later gents." He walks off. We go our seperate ways going to our classes with Banele.
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Stolen Heart
Fiction généraleBook 2 of KwaDlamini. Life is a circle of happiness , sadness , hard times & good times. ~Bright Drops.