Thingolwenkosazana
Me: hello, Mvelo?
such disrespect! okay maybe it's my airtime but no how could he-
"sekusile ke nezinkinga, what's going on?" sipho sits next to me
"it's nothing hectic" Me
"oh lies lies"
(chuckling)
"awukahle, okay uMvelo" Me
"inkosi mpela sidla lo Mvelo, silala ngaye sivuka ngaye simakade" (it's Mvelo this Mvelo that) he claps once
"mxm" Me
"ngiyadlala mzala (I'm joking) " (laughing)
" anyways he said everytime I get these
whistles, he also feels the pain" Me
"ay he's lying there's no such cuz" Sipho
"usho nje?" (really?) Me
"why is he mentioning it now, why hasn't he been feeling it all this time, what's new ezowenza yena azwe the same pain you're feeling" Sipho
" but cuz what if he jus-" Me
"no love, I won't let him influence you like that, go and shower so I can drop you off at the airport" Sipho
I tried explaining maybe why but I soon realized that Sipho had a point everything was fine before I met him, all of sudden problems arise I don't get it, I dragged myself to the bathroom literally took my time, when I got out I thought I'll find a text or a missed call from Mvelo, there was nothing, I put on black swagpants, Richy Mnisi polo neck and my Prada boots,shoulder bag and off we went...my bags were already in the car with dad, I got to the airport Sipho dropped me off my dad was already waiting
"update me ke" hugging me
"khululeka cuz" Me
"okay bye lots of love" Sipho
"bye same" Me
We landed in Durban it was about 14:00 and I was so tired, I went straight to bed.
"Nkosazana! Thingo! Thingolwenkosazana"
"Baba" Me
"come here" Dad
I was in my room trying to catch up with my school work it was around 19:30, I dragged myself to the living room
"Baba" Me
" hlala la, engani you remember you had to go to kwaBhukula"
"yebo" Me
"when are you planning to go?"
"I don't think I'll go" Me
"ngoba yini?"
Silence
"I was speaking to Mvelo's father and
he said next weekend I must take you"
"I just have a bad feeling about that trip but okay" Me
I stand and I leave, honestly done with this conversation it annoys me so much and the fact that tomorrow I have school makes it worse.
I woke up the next day getting ready to go to school my dad was still sleeping I guess he doesn't have work today, I request an Uber
"sawubona ntokazi"
" sure" Me
"do I know you?"
"no" I say dismissively
At that point I'm not even looking at him, I was just on my phone hoping I get a text from Mvelo
"you look really familiar"
"is it" Me
"ngicela uphakamise ikhanda ungibuke"
"ngi busy la" Me
"kancane"
I look up, the moment our eyes locked I felt tears I could see he was also crying but trying to hide it I couldn't keep my eyes of him, he kept on tilting his
mirror, my heart sank, it was the very first time seeing this person but the connection was wild
"Gogo, igama lami ngiwu Khetha"
"ngiyabonga ukukwazi" Me
What a beautiful man, dark skinned, his teeth are straight and white, you would swear it's a black American, we exchanged numbers hoping to keep in contact in future, he dropped me off and the lesson had already started, Mvelo was teaching today, he's really good at what he does, very smart person, I wasn't attracted to him whatsoever but there was something about him that I couldn't name, unique.
Mvelo:Lukhanya what's the answer for question 2
Lukhanya: 45 357
Mvelo: that's incorrect anyone?
I had my hand up for quite some time
Mvelo:anyone?
My hand was still up, he looked at me in the eyes and ignored me
Mvelo and I: the answer is 45.357
That wasn't planned, the class could sense the tension but ignored it, he paused for a minute trying to process this
Mvelo : thank you Miss Zungu, you must divide the final answer that's why you end up with 45.357
The lesson went on and on but you could tell that he wasn't comfortable anymore, he ended the lesson before the bell. Everyone went outside
" Mvelo" Me
"yebo" Mvelo
"what's the matter?" Me
" ukhuluma ngani? (what are you talking about?) " Mvelo
"what was that? causing a scene actually never mind" As I was about to leave the classroom
"those nails are not allowed, they will send you home" Mvel9
Silence
"what do you suggest 'principal'? " Me
"nothing 'do you' " Mvelo
"oh before I forget, kuthiwa siye kwaBhukula nge weekend" Mvelo
"oh finally, came back to your senses" Me
I went back to his desk
"Lalela la Mvelo, if you have a problem with me say it!! And I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for me" Me
"yazi yini inkinga yakho ntokazi,awubazi abantu and certain people can tolerate your rudeness la kumina ngeke kusebenze, uzongihlonipha njengomyeni wakho (your rudeness won't work on me you'll respect me as your husband) "Mvelo
Whistles
"huh! myen-" Me
Whistles
I wanted to laugh so hard but the pain was unbearable, his face changed immediately tears came down exactly how it happened with the Uber Driver
He left the class
YOU ARE READING
Zimpande Zamathongo (unedited)
General FictionThingo is a city girl that has been constantly hearing whistles from people she can't physically see; since the age of 7. 10 years later her father takes a decision of cutting home schooling and he takes her to a secondary school where things change...
