Zenande Okhethiweyo

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My dad and Diego hijacked me into sleeping over last night. I gave them the "I don't have clothes to wear" excuse and we'll they didn't buy it because first thing in the morning they sent someone to get me toiletries and clothes to change. Let me tell you the person went all out with the shopping,I'm sure they bought the whole shop. I never thought that  I would  complain about having too many clothes but now I really am. Which me think that maybe I should give some of them to charity,there are people that need them more than my wardrobe honestly. I might not know the pain of not having any clothes to wear but I want to help those that cannot afford to. I should search for a few charities nearby that would like them,I make a mental note of this as I get into the shower.

After my hygiene process i go back to the bedroom. I put on a Gucci shirt,periwinkle black shorts and Gucci slip ons. I tuck the front part of the shirt in and let it hang at the back. Honestly speaking I think rich people buy clothes according to price tags not style,this really isn't my style. Makes me wonder who they sent out to get these clothes,they must have thought I'm a rich and spoilt brat.
I moisturize my braids and let them lose,my beeps as I put on lip gloss meaning I have a notification. I grab it from the side table and my notifications as I walk downstairs. I have a few Instagram notifications and a message from Zano wishing me a great day ahead and reminding me of our dinner date tonight. I try my luck and ask him what I should wear but he still says and I qoute "Shouldn't worry my pretty little head about that". No use going on about it,Zano does what he pleases no amount of arguing can change his mind. I should leave early so that I can have time to prepare,I want to look pretty tonight and most certainly not wearing any of those clothes that Dad has bought. Andizi!

When o get to the dining room I find dad and Diego discussing business,as usual. What is up with the men in my life? They are all workaholics. Don't they have lives outside of their offices!
"Buon giorno familia"(Good morning) I greet them with a smile.
"Giorno princessipesa" Dad greets me back cheerfully.
"Morning pufetta. I see your Italian is improving,maybe you should give grandma a call" he says winking at me.
I roll my eyes. No matter how I have improved in Italian,grandma will just ask me about something else that I don't know. At least all the other family members talk with me in English but not grandma she goes full on Italian mode until my head hurts.
"How rude you have started eating without me" I say giving them a huge pout.
I can't help but act this way every time I'm around them,they bring out the little girl in me and I want them to know Karina. Diego should recognize me as his baby sister and Papi should see that I'm his little girl,I don't want them to feel like they have missed out much.
"We knew that you were going to get ready for at least the entire day" Diego says while buttering his toast.
"You act like food is going to grow legs and run from your reach" I say while filling my bowl with granola and yoghurt.
"I just don't like eating cold food. And I like eating on time." He clapsback while stuffing his face with toast.
My dad is laughing silently next to me.
"There is a new aged invention called a microwave you old man" I say digging into my meal.
"Oh thanks I wasn't aware Einstein" he says while rolling his eyes.
My dad interrupts me before I clapsback at his errant son.
"Can you stop acting like five year olds and eat" he says trying hard not to laugh.
He is really happy,this is how I always want him to be not the sad man that I first met.
"We are eating!" Me and Diego both say at the same time.
We look at each and laugh. This is how my relationship with Nolu should have been or at least be like. But I'm glad I have a sibling that loves me.
"You should get a brain of your own Pufetta" Diego says after we calm down with the laughing.
"Don't start with me" I say pointing at him with my spoon.
Breakfast goes by in a blur with me and Diego bickering about everything and with dad being our loyal audience he was laughing through out.
I get up from the table and clear out the plates.
"You don't have to do that my baby" dad says.
"I want to papi and besides I'm still getting used to this kind of life. Old habits die hard" I say giving him my biggest smile.
He hands me his plate with a proud smile. Diego also gets up and helps me clear the table. I'm pretty sure he is not used to this,he just doesn't want me to feel like I'm out of place. I smile at this. He is the best big brother any girl could ever ask for. When I try washing the dishes Mam'  Martha insists that I have done more than enough,I'm going to make her lose her job,I laugh at her theatrics and continue helping out in the kitchen but she ends up chasing me away with a broom. I can't stop laughing. This woman is a comedian!