Simbongile Princess Ntabeni: The Called (S2)

Chapter Ninety-Nine

-Simbongile Princess Ntabeni-

Even though I had told him that I didn't want to attend it, I received an invitation to attend umgidi ka Qhamani. I still didn't want to attend because I didn't want a repetition of what happened in KZN but I decided to visit him on Sunday. I Ubered to his house, with a little gift bag, a cap and sweater he had initially wanted for his birthday. I wasn't going to be around for his birthday so it felt better to give him ngalamzuzu. I think in my heart of hearts I had really made peace with the break up, I just wanted him to also know that we were done. Andiyazi ke i-closure noba iyanyanzelwa na emntwini. I got off the Uber and his mom opened the gate for me, she was driving out apparently delivering people to their homes. I waved at her, she was so excited to see me shame ndavela ndamhleka. I walked to Qhamani's flat, and heard voices from inside the house. I stopped in front of his door and listened, I couldn't hear anything coming from the flat itself so I knocked. Silence. I knocked again, and the door flung open. He froze, and I froze. He looked different in the new clothes. Manly.

Qhamani: Hey... good morning... come on in.

Me: Hey...

I stepped in, and he closed the door and led me to his bed. I put the gift between us and sat on the bed. He joined me with two glasses of juice, I didn't want to decline but bekubanda. He must have read my mind, because he smiled and nodded, taking the glass back.

Qhamani: I could go and quickly make you hot chocolate.

Me: Hayi wethu andihlelanga, unjani?

Qhamani: I'm happy to see you. I didn't think you'd come, last time sithetha you said you'd only come see me off.

Me: I was planning to stick to that, but then I figured we wouldn't have enough time to talk so ndaqonda mandize apha ngoku ungeka hambi.

He nodded.

Me: I brought you this... I hope you like it.

Qhamani: Thank you, ndizoyivula omnka kwakho.

I smiled, nodding.

I knew he'd say that. He was just like that.

Me: Listen, I just came here so that we can wrap this thing up.

Qhamani: Wrap what up?

Me: The relationship.

Qhamani: Sim, no.

Me: It's not working ndikuxelele. Sibancinci, we cannot be stressing about izinto that we cannot control. We live in different provinces, we are bound to be tempted anyway because we are going to attend different universities. The odds are against us Qhamani. No matter how we look at this, the odds are against us.

Qhamani: So you are here to dump me? It wasn't enough that you dumped me over the phone, you had to do it in person?

Me: I am not the one who slept with someone else so ndiyakucela nje do not give me that attitude. I came here so that we could be on the same page. I understand it was a mistake but it happened Qhamani, and I was the laughing stock which I have come to terms with. Now going forward, I don't want us to be enemies, but at the same time ngaske sinikane ne space to recover. We are no longer dating ngoku, akukho need ye phone calls and stuff.

Qhamani: Okay.

Me: That's all I wanted to say.

Qhamani: Are you going to unblock me kwi socials?

Me: Yes. I think I may have unblocked you already.

Qhamani: Cool... thank you for coming by and I am still very sorry for how things ended. Uyayazi nawe that I love you, but I do understand where you're coming from.