Simbongile Princess Ntabeni: The Called (S2)

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Twenty-Nine
-Simbongile Princess Ntabeni-

I sat up right, a frown wrinkling the middle of my forehead... I couldn't help but wonder who the male in the other car was. From the vision I could tell that whoever he was, he was arguing with Kamva's mother. Well, she was married so it could have been her husband. I concluded and really took a nap after that. Only to wake up after 1pm and found the house too quiet. I walked around the lounge, kitchen and front yard... no one. The only option was obviously to go back inside, turn on my phone and call Siyambonga.

I did exactly that, all at the same time trying my utmost best to keep calm.
I don't know why it was so easy for me to panic lately... maybe it was the trauma. Trauma of everything we've been through that was awakened by mom's recent accident. I don't know.

Siya: Sim?
Me: Niphi kanti?
Siya: We went to get lunch. Kudala uvukile?
Me: Nah, just woke up.
Siya: Mh, we're on our way back. I couldn't leave them, Undi is in a mood namhlanje.
Me: He's upset that you also left them alone... but I explained to him that you had gone to fetch me. I thought he understood.
Siya: Mnkq, okay. See you just now.
Me: Sharp.

I hung up, and checked my messages.
There were three missed calls from Qhamani and two from my friends at school. I only called back u Qhamani, the others could wait. He didn't answer on the first ring, so I called him again and he only answered as I was about to hang up. Something about him was pissing me off, I didn't want to pin it to the fact that he was still friends or rather he was still communicating with Kamva but something was just amiss.

Qhamani: Baby?
Me: I'm returning your calls.
Qhamani: Sim... I just want to make sure that we're on the same page. Akhonto indidibanisa no Kamva, she needed a friends and I coul-
Me: Is that why you called me? Three times, just so we could discuss u Kamva?
Qhamani: No, but I feel like she is a problem in our relationship.
Me: A problem that you like entertaining, so what will talking about her prove? That I am the one with a problem and not her?
Qhamani: That's not what I said.
Me: Yho hay Qhamani torho, like I said before, Kamva is your friend and I just happen to share a house with her. I repeat, you don't have to cut ties with her on my account. I have no business minding your friendships I don't get why we would have to discuss her. Please.

He didn't respond.

Me: Can I go now?
Qhamani: No. We are still talking.

Then he hung up.
I frowned at the phone a minute before he called me back, video call.
What was I expecting again? I answered the call and just looked at him.

Qhamani: I hate this...

I just looked at him in silence.

Qhamani: Simbongile Ntabeni?
Me: Dude, don't.
Qhamani: Ufuna ndithini? You are pissed off, andiyazi ndikwenze ntoni. Endiyaziyo yile ungafuni siyi discuss'e so what do you want me to do?
Me: I want you to leave your friend out of our relationship, and better yet, leave me out of your conversations with her. Can you do that?
Qhamani: Yes, consider it done.
Me: Thank you.

That "thank you" was just on the surface.
I couldn't help but think that they were still going to be friends and I hated it more than I could say it. At first I didn't care, I really couldn't care less. But when Kamva's friend came and confessed to me that day? I started to believe that Kamva just wanted him for herself and the things she said? About how my family is the reason why Qhamani changed provinces? Those things we never shared with anyone, only Qhamani's family and mine knew about that so he may have told her, not intentionally but maybe in passing. Or, he may have told her, just not the way she translated it to me in that moment. I hated the fact that Qhamani couldn't see through her and the worst part was that if I pointed it out, I would be the jealous girlfriend.

Qhamani: I miss you... I hate this tension between us. I miss hugging you, now I hate the distance altogether.
Me: We have a couple of months ahead of us... hang in there.
Qhamani: It's just a few months, I'll be there ngo June.
Me: You said you had a sports something to attend to.
Qhamani: I know what I said, I'll just come for one week or so then ndibuye.
Me: Mmh, your friend will be happy to see you.
Qhamani: You just said we should keep her out of our conversations. Now you're doing the opposite. Okanye iright xa yenziwa nguwe?
Me: Akukho kwa need to bite my head off, all I'm saying is that inoba uza kuye kaloku Qhamani because when we last spoke about the June holidays and you said you were not coming this side, so because of that, I also made plans. Plans that I cannot just change in the spur of the moment.

He sighed.

Qhamani: Uyaphi?
Me: Ndiya kwa mam'Sonto. Entwasweni.
Qhamani: Great.

I almost wanted to laugh at his defeat.

Me: See why you should have looked the other way when I told you about my journey? Had you fallen for some normal chick, you would have spared yourself izinto ezinjena.
Qhamani: Ndicela ungandidiki Sim torho.

Okay now I laughed at him.
He frowned at me and shook his head.

Qhamani: This is funny to you?
Me: Not at all, but I've been so sad this weekend I could really do with some laughter. uXolo.

He breathed and ran his one hand over his face.

Qhamani: Heh Sim?
Me: Hm?
Qhamani: Uyayazi ba ndiyakuthanda? Like, nyhani, uyayazi lonto.
Me: Ewe ndiyayazi.
Qhamani: Qha kusuke kuthini?
Me: Phi?
Qhamani: Ingathi you either doubt my love for you, or you doubt indawo yakho in my life. Andiyazi how to put it... like today, we are soooo disconnected, and I know it's not my fault. Nguwe.

I didn't answer him... he looked frustrated.
And maybe a little bit tired.

Qhamani: Ufuna ndithini? Ndibuye ndizofunda apho so that you know ndikuthanda nyhani and I would never look at anyone else the way I look at you?
Me: No, please don't come back. Yho!
Qhamani: That was quick, utheni unenye iboyfriend?
Me: No Qhamani, you can't just skip provinces anytime you wish to. Ungumntwana wesikolo, you need to be stable, at least you need to pursue stability kwangoku. I don't need you to be in front of me for anything. I know you love me and that's enough. Come on!

He looked at me for a long minute.

Qhamani: Sukundiqhela ke.

The shock on my face when he said that.

Qhamani: I will call you again tonight, maybe by then uzandixelela ba kwenzeka ntoni kuwe and if it has anything to do with your housemate you are going to be honest with me about it. This will be the last time we talk about her and I want us to lay everything on the table. I love you, bye bye.

He hung up.
I was still shocked at the "Sukundiqhela ke". My jaw was moping the flaw!!!