ONYIYE THAT GIRL

ONYIYE THAT GIRL
CHAPTER 28

ONYIYE MAZIBUKO

It’s very difficult. The ward-room is very noisy and she has a “mainline” with a drip in one arm, stickers and wires all over her chest leading to a heart monitor, she has a pulse thing on her finger of her free hand and she is naked under a skimpy gown that’s way too short. Also, the nurses and techs are constantly waking her for things. Getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom at night, with all that gear on her and dragging that drip stand, is irksome. She cannot wait to be out of here. It's midnight and already she's running out of sleep.
Not so sterile are the other patients on the bus like her. Nurse, nurse I need this and that. That constant moaning, day and nocturne. Creates stress, so possibly impeding a personal feeling of wellness. It's irritating her that she hasn't fully healed, the constant aching pains…
She's been tossing and turning all night. This is what she hates about hospitals! 
She glances at the at the watch and sighs counting the hours. Just hours away she will be out of here. 
Look at the doctor being dramatic in shoving her with drips and unnecessary heart beats.
Maybe watching her kids videos will do.
The door swiftly opens,
She cannot have peace in this ward. 
The nurse stands besides the bed looking at the heart monitor and documents something down. 
"I need to take these off, your heart rate is fine." 
"Okay," 
She looks at them being removed.
"Am I still being discharged tomorrow?" 
The nurse smiles, "of course you are Nana. You are good as a horse." 
She smiles and continues to watch videos in her phone.
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She's ready waiting for Sthembiso to come pick her up as he promised. She has bathe and ready for him. It's barely 7:00 am and already she wishes to be out of this place. 
She's impatient! 
Finally! She sees him approaching. The door is wide open. She stands up ready to leave.
"Babe," he frowns looking at her. 
"Asambeni," she slowly walks up to him and pulls him by hand.
"She doesn't want to be here any longer." The doctor laughs and fix his glasses. 
"I can see that. Did they do anything to you? Because if they did I swear I will choke slam…" 
"I just want to be home and sleep on my bed." 
She says. He takes her bag and follows her out.
"Linda indoda phela." He hurries behind and holds her hand.
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"Welcome home sthandwa sami ngedwa." He opens the door for her letting her in the house. 
Home is a feeling of belonging, where the heart feels comfortable with all its surroundings. To her it does not necessarily have to be birthplace. It is where she feels secure and a place she always want to go back to or stay for long periods without ever being bored.
The phrase "feel at home" is an idiom, something she is not used to. 
"Thank you," she smiles stepping in. The smell she missed and the warmth of it. "Did you cook?" She asks sitting down. She knows Cleary that her man is a murderess in the kitchen. Whatever he touches gets destroyed, burnt to ashes and dust to dust. 
"Erm," he looks around the house and fiddle with the car keys. "Your friend cooked for you." 
He is not looking directly at her and that alone has her mind roaming with alot of questions. 
"Ow, so…where is she?" 
"I'll go dish up for you my love." He throws her bag in the couch and rushes to the kitchen. Onyiye stood there and looked at him as he disappeared out of sight. 
She sighs sitting down and asks herself questions. What was Lindiwe doing here without her being here? 
Her cooking for her doesn't add up. Maybe she is just being paranoid. This is her best friend, a friend that wouldn't stab her in the back, right? 
A plate filed with a tower of food. "I really need to teach you how to make food Sthembiso. What will I do with intaba yaseDubai?"
"I thought that, maybe you must be hungry." 
"Would you make breakfast for me atleast. It's morning dude." She pushes the plate aside suddenly loss of appetite. He notices…
"Are you okay?" 
"I'm just tired. Can I go take a shower and sleep?" 
"It's your house madam." He kisses her cheek and takes the plate back to the kitchen.

Stripping naked in her insuit bathroom. She looks at the bandages on her body. She almost lost her life that day. If she didn't jump out that moving cat she doesn't know what could have gone down. 
The bathroom door harshly shuts. She jumps in fear and screams a bit.
"I'm sorry to scare you. It's only me." He takes steps close to her. 
"I thought…" She looks around. 
"Nothing is ever going to happen to you. You see this house, I have secured it enough. So no one will even try and dare to double cross me." She nods her head thoughtfully. 
"How did you know I was kidnapped?" She never really had the time to asks him. And besides, for her to heal she has to talk about the events so she can move on. That's how she dealt with the pain in the past and guess, what it worked for her.
"The speed that they were driving in had us wondering where they are off to that late. Getting to the house we found glasses all over the place. Khoza looked at the mark tyres on the ground and memorized it with that car you were in and everything clicked to him. That's how his sixth sense worked." 
"I don't know what my kids would have been without me. I don't want to die and leave you kids so young." 
"As long as I am alive that will never happen to you. Stop stressing yourself, I'm never letting you out of my sight ever again.” A promise that has her smiling. She puts her suspicions aside.