I am excited about my lunch with Zokuthula. If only she didn't birth an arrogant jerk like Masonke, then she would be the perfect goddess. But sins of sons don't fall on the parents. MaNyathi has a soft spot for me. So when I ask for an hour and a half for lunch, she doesn't mind, only requires that I come back not a minute later. I head to the changing room and get dressed in my boyfriend jeans with a cami top and sneakers. Zokuthula texts me and I quickly head to the restaurant she is at. I spot her the minute I enter and strut to her table.
“Hello.” She looks up from her book and smile, standing up to hug me.
“How are you, Miss? Looking beautiful as ever.” She states and I giggle.
“Look who's talking. You are always looking like a real housewife of Johannesburg.”
“That’s because I am. And they approached me to feature in the third season but I was not interested.” She winks and I am not sure if she is joking or serious.
“You're kidding, right?” she shrugs with a smirk.
“Who knows?” the waiter comes and we place our orders. “What degree did you say you have?”
“Bachelor of science in education and I measured in Biology.” She nods.
“My brother owns a private school and I can put in a good word for you, actually I can force him to hire you because I always get what I want.” I chuckle.
“I wouldn’t want someone to get fired because of me.”
“He will create space for you. Even if you become a lab assistant. Forward me your CV.”
“Okay then.” I immediately send my CV to her WhatsApp. “So how many kids do you have?”
“Four. Makhosonke is my first born, he is a lawyer; followed by Masande who is a physician; Mawande, my only princess who is an actress and Malusi who is doing his first year in varsity, studying abroad towards his medicine degree.”
“Wow. You're kids have actually made it in life.” She chuckles.
“That’s something every parent wishes for their child. To be more successful and reach greater heights. I am a proud mother.”
“Which one do you relate to the most?”
“Masande. He also loves reading. That’s a hobby we share. We also love the same genres but he loves fantasy fiction more. We sometimes call each other late at night just to discuss a book. He lives in George, so I hardly see him.”
“That's cute. I wish I can also have one child to share my hobby with.”
“What's your relationship status?”
“I am as single as they come. I don’t even get bored because I have books and TV shows to keep me company. Work also takes up most of my time.”
“But you need some servicing every now and then.” I chuckle.
“Now you sound like my friend, Mathenji.”
“She's wise.” Our eyes meet and we crack up. Our food arrives and we dig in. “I wanna show you my private library and cook lunch for you on Saturday. Are you available?” I nod.
“It's my day off.”
“Well then, please do come. In fact, I insist.” I smile.
“I can't say no to a nice South African home cooked meal, now can I?”
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The Arrogant Jerk
RomanceChizoba is a Nigerian proud woman who comes to South Africa looking for employment. She doesn't find the desired one but she settles for whatever she can get. Life is not easy as she is discriminated in most jobs which leads her to being unemployed...
