Simbongile Princess Ntabeni: The Called (S2)

Chapter Ninety

-Sibongile-

Simbongile received a call so I walked away from her, giving her privacy.

Vuyo was walking out as I reached them.

Me: Where's he going?

Ovayo: Uyokhaw'lela u Skara.

Me: What? He flew down?

Ovayo: Yep, why do you look shocked though? Uyamazi nje la bhuti wayemthanda u Bhora, so obviously he will want to protect abantwana bakhe.

Me: Well, wow, I don't know what to say.

Ovayo: Go and wear ii takkie sisi, it's about to go down. Unjani u girl?

Me: She will be fine.

Ovayo: Does she want to go to the doctor?

Me: We didn't talk about that, she just wants to go home.

Ovayo: Sizogoduka ngomso, makaphumle.

I nodded, reading a text from my phone. Siya wanted to know what was going on, and how were they going to commute to school. A part of me wanted to call u Masixole andincede, and then I just decided that they could miss school. I texted him back ndamxelela ba they won't go to school, I'd report esikolweni in person obuya kwam. He didn't contest that so nam ndamyeka. Ovayo went to sit outside, I followed her and sat next to her. She breathed out loudly and I smiled, shaking my head.

Me: Thank you... for being here today, for being at my house when this whole mess transpired.

Ovayo: When do you ever catch a break though?

Me: Argh Ovayo...

Ovayo: No seriously, when do you ever catch a break. Kuzothi qho xa uqala ingathi uyonwaba kwenzeke nje i-nonsense engacacanga? Oko bruh?

I sighed.

I didn't want to think like that.

Ovayo: Yho ha.a uThixo une favorites mntase, inyani yona kuyafuneka siyithethe.

Me: And I am one of his favorites ukuba kunjalo.

Ovayo: Awuphilanga.

Me: Ovayo I have beautiful healthy children, ewe I don't have a 9-5 kind of job but I have a stable income, I have inheritance okanye ke a consistent influx of money that will keep me floating for the next couple of years, abantwana nabo uyise wabo wabhubha ebalungiselele. Besides my love life Ovayo I have no complaints, even nalapho I was loved right by all the men I've been with. Like, if we are really counting God's love and blessings over my life the things I have mentioned zincinci mntase. I am definitely one of God's favorites.

She sighed, shaking her head.

I understood exactly how she felt, but I wasn't going to stay in the past mna. I knew ndikhule kabuhlungu, phambi kwakhe, she knew everything but that was all in the past. If I were to hold on to that then I would also have to hold on a grudge against her mother, then against my father and everyone else. The beauty of forgiving or of forgiveness was that the pains of the past no longer had an effect on me. The past had no grip on me. I had so much to live for and be grateful for, I had abantwana bam to be grateful for.

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In the late afternoon, u Skara wafika with oo Vuyo and some of his friends. They went over the plan, and only involved us because Skara wanted Ovayo and I to personally deal with Thuli and Bakholiwe. We got into the cars, and we got dropped off eTapa near a big shebeen. I understood why, the noise from the shebeen was going to be a distraction to whatever we would do to the culprits. Very clever.