Simbongile Princess Ntabeni: The Called (S2)

Chapter Sixty-Seven

-Simbongile Princess Ntabeni-

We must have fallen asleep sobabini but we woke up just in time for lunch, I woke up before him and checked the time. It was three minutes to three, in the afternoon and I rushed to my closet and took out ikhuko, candles and impepho. I only remembered I was supposed to unqula when I arrived from KZN as I woke up, it was always better late than never. Undiphile sat across me, uninvited and did everything I told him to do, when I was done I left impepho burning but packed up everything else and I went to pee while dialing Qhamani. He answered the call as I sat on the toilet seat...Qhamani: Baby?Me: Please tell your mom I traveled safe and that I am sorry I forgot to call when I got home. Qhamani: I think your mom called coz she asked if we had spoken ndathi hayi wathi usalele inoba you will call ovuka kwakho.Me: Bangalinge babezitshomi ngathi torho. So awkward. He chuckled... Me: Okay I have to go, I am kind of hungry.Qhamani: Listen... I know you don't want us to talk about this but I feel like it is going to hang between us if we don't address it kwangoku ise fresh. Me: uBuhle again?Qhamani: Ewe. Me: But you said she's not your girlfriend njena, why do we have to talk about her kanti?Qhamani: Bendithetha ndedwa e airport, you didn't respond to anything I was saying kanti if we are communicating I believe I will talk and you will respond. Me: What do you want me to say? I don't know Buhle, I don't know nazana njani besides what you told me, I don't know if you or she may have motive or... like, I really have nothing to say Qhamani. Qhamani: Awumazi uBuhle but you know me. Uyandazi mna at least I would like to believe that.Me: Ndiyakwazi, and I know you love me. I also know that you can be very empathetic when you want to, which is how we got to have Kamva as your female friend. Maybe that's how Buhle came about, I don't know.Qhamani: Do you at least believe me when I say there's nothing going on between me and her?Me: Ubuza ngathi ndine choice wena baby. Qhamani: Uhm... you actually do. Me: I don't. The odds are against me. You are both in KZN and I am in Cape Town. If ikhona into eniyenzayo I will never find out about unless I see it on social media or one of yall decides to play sneaky-peaky with screenshots and stuff. Qhamani: Or, uzoboniswa ngabantu abadala. Me: That's the thing, I don't want them to show me anything regarding our relationship. Ndimncinci gqithi bro mna for ube ndine stress zamakhwenkwe, I have bigger problems.He didn't respond...Me: I believe you.Qhamani: Thank you. I love you.Me: I love you too, please don't forget umamakho. The message.Qhamani: I won't.Me: Okay, let me go and find food ke. uUndi undijamele apha. Qhamani: Haha, okay sharp. We hung up and Undi was already standing by the door. I opened it for him, and followed behind him. We found the entire family in the lounge, there was a KFC bucket on the coffee table, and people were already eating. Me: Molweni bhuti.Bhuti: Molo Sim, yho uyalala. I smiled, as I sat next to Siya. Mom: Plate up for yourself no Undi.Me: Oh-kay. Undi yiza ne glass yakho for ijuice. Undi: Okay. He got up and went to the kitchen while I plate up for the both of us. Kamva was sitting with mom and Musa, bhuti was sitting alone and I sat with Siya and Undi. Bhuti asked about my trip and I answered as much as I could, excluding the forest trip, just umngcwabo yedwa shame. After that kwathi cwaka, kwavakala iTV yodwa. They obviously finished eating before us and Kamva collected the plates and glasses wayozivasa wabuya and sat on the same spot. As Undi and I were finishing up ukutya, umama waqala some sort of impromptu family meeting. Mom: Eh guys, silapha mosi sonke so I think ndingayithetha lento ndifuna ukuyithetha. We all just looked at her.Siya was even frowning at her. Mom: The last few months haven't been easy on all of us. My husband and I had a couple of conversations regarding the family as a whole, and regarding us as a couple. Our own relationship and we came to some conclusions ngezinye izinto, ezinye ke we decided ukuba sizenazo to the table and hear your thoughts and opinions on them. Cwaka sonke...Bhuti: After a couple of discussions we then thought of separating nje kancinci, we thought maybe we both needed to reevaluate our priorities because sobabini sizele and even though we know that we would choose each other any given day, we also have to take into account that we also have to choose you. So with that being said, Kamva and I will be moving back to our home after supper today. This will then give my wife and I time apart, and time with you guys, abantwana bethu separately. Kamva dropped her phone and they all looked at her. Kamva: Yho!Mom: Kule separation ke my husband and Kamva are allowed, and welcome to visit any day they want as long as they communicate with me so that sivumelane. I am glad that I can now drive, this means that ubaby won't have to come here every morning and afternoon kuba kufuneke ese nina esikolweni, he will transport uKamva from that side and I will take care of you guys until further notice. Bhuti: What we are bringing to the table is...Wathi cwaka... and we waited.Bhuti: What we are bringing to the table is the idea of living in separate homes. Siya: Sihlale apha thina and then nina nihlale endlini? That would work. No need for discussion. Bhuti: Actually no, nina nihlale endlini nonke including u Kamva then my wife and I siphume siyozihlalela no Undi no Musa if she is keen. Me: What?Mom: Nina nobathathu niyakwazi ukuzinakekela, anidingi mntu emva kwenu but we cannot say the same ngo Musa. Undi is my baby ke, uya apho ndiyakhona, no questions asked. Bhuti: We didn't make a solid decision because this includes nina, so ilele kuni. Nizokwazi ukuhlalisana kakuhle without us? Anizoxhwaphulana every chance you get like you have been doing for the past couple of weeks? Are you even keen on this suggestion?Kamva: If we are not keen what is an alternative?Mom: An alternative kukuba sonke sibuyele endlini sihlale sonke in harmony and whoever feels they are too big for that aphume ayozihlalela wherever angazophathwa alawulwe sithi as abazali belikhaya.Kwathi cwaka... Bhuti: We have icase ka Kamva unuke u Simbongile ngobugqwirha. Kamva: Hayibo tata I apologized. Bhuti: Wenze kakuhle, but that doesn't mean you will go unpunished. Kamva: Oh wow, what's my punishment ke? Bhuti: You will apologize again ku Simbongile and to the entire family, from there I am confiscating your phone and laptop for a month, only giving you fifty percent of your monthly allowance.Kamva: I will do everything tata but please, iphone yam. Okwe phone yam torho, sisi ndicela uthethe naye torho. Bhuti: Myeke umkam mntanam, we came to that conclusion sobabini. She sulked.. Mom: Simbongile, you disrespected u Masixole and walked out on us sine family meeting. Me: Great. I opened my phone, removed my Sim card and put it on the table.Mom: Enkosi, please bring your laptop and your bank card to my room when you're done. Me: My bank card? Mom: Ewe, ndizokunika imali cash every day for the next thirty days. I chuckled, shaking my head. In essence I was being punished for reacting... had I kept bottling things up, I wouldn't be punished. Lesson learned.