Amile The Queen

Chapter Forty-Five

***Nontuthuzelo Zulu***

She’s worried. Both of them are. They are sitting in the lounge I’m complete silence, waiting for something, anything to happen. They’ve tried both of them, neither Banzi or Nkosi are answering their phones 
She’s furiously tapping her foot on the tiled floor and she is shrieking from the inside. First of all, he didn’t say where he was going, to either of them, now he’s not answering his calls.
This is the same thing that happened with Langa, he went out in the day time and he never came back. She’s definitely not ready to lose her husband. Especially like this.
“Try him again.” She instructs Amile.
Amile is feeling sleepy. She’s even laid her head on the armrest of the couch. She picks up her phone and lazily dials a number.
She eyes her as she listens attentively to what is being said I’m her ear.
“Nkosi we have been trying to get a hold of you.”
She gives her a look. What happened to calling him bhuti?
“Give me the phone.” She said.
Amile passed her the phone and she snatched it out.
“Mandlenkosi ibizwa ngani lento eniyenzayo.” She shouted.
“Ma, please don’t worry. We are okay, and we are on our way home.”
“Don’t test me. Give Zwelibanzi the phone.” Now Amile is the one sitting listening attentively, trying to hear what is being said.
“Wakwami.”
“Wakwami my foot Banzi where are you?”
“I’m on my way home. You can go to bed my love. I’ll be home soon.”
“There is no bed I’m going to without you.” She’s feeling emotional all of a sudden.
“Okay, you can stay up and wait, I’m coming back. I promise.”
She didn’t even wait to hear the rest of the things he said, she handed the phone back to its owner.
“Bayede.” She assessed the screen before placing it on her ear.
She rolled her eyes discretely and turned to face the other way.
“I’m feeling sleepy.” This definitely means she’s waiting up alone.
“Yes Bayede, good night.”
She removed the phone from her ear and stood up.
“Ma, I’m going to bed, goodnight.”
“You aren’t waiting up for your husband?”
“He’s assured me that he is safe and that they are on their way home.”
She’s not going to project her negativity onto her little mind, she clearly hasn’t experienced what it’s like to lose a loved one.
“Okay, good night MaGumede.”
She dragged her slippers on the wooden floor all the way to her bedroom.
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“Nontuthu.” Why is he calling her by her name? That is very strange.
“Wake up and let’s go to bed.”
She’s sleeping on the couch. Now that she lifts her head, her neck is strained. That means they got home later than he had promised on that call.
“Banzi where were you?” she asks forcing her body off the couch 
She feels heavier than normal. He offers his hand and helps her up he would carry her, but he’s also tired, you can see it on his face.
“We will talk in the morning. Let’s go to bed mama.”
“I don’t want to talk in the morning, I want to talk now.” He exhaled on distress.
She’s wide awake, she has her hands resting on her hips, looking at him waiting for an answer.
“Tell me where you were?” he placed his hand of the small of her back and thrust her forward.
“Nontuthuzelo, please. It’s late, I need to rest. I told you, we will talk in the morning, if you don’t want to listen to me than you can sit here and wait once more.”
She sulked but hardened her body on the same spot when he tried to push her towards the direction of their bedroom. She was refusing, so he let her go and walked away.
“Banzi don’t you dare walk out on me.” Her voice broke.
“Come to bed.” That’s all he said as he climbed the staircase.
When he disappeared up upon stairs, she wiped the tears that were on her face and stormed up their. She was ready to make crazy demands.
She found him stripping off his clothes, getting ready for bed. He has scars on his back, not just any scars, but it looks like claws were scratching into his skin. Her heartbeat quickens when her mind goes back to that moment she stood outside that door and heard them groaning and moaning, their skins against each other. Her stomach drops.
“Did she do that to you?” he didn’t even realize that she was here.
He turned and looked at her. Her face had turned pale and tears were gushing down her face.
“MaMzobe…”
“She gives it to you good huh, that’s why you don’t touch me anymore?” He frowned.
“Where is that coming from sthandwa sami?” he walks closer to embrace her.
“Where were you Banzi?” she’s sobbing.
All her emotions have been roped up into a bundle of sorrow.
“We went to the river where Langalethu died.” She stopped crying and looked up at him.
“What for? What were you looking for?” he used his thumb to wipe her tears.
“Nothing for you to worry about sthandwa sami, I will sort it out. You worry about baking our son and keeping him healthy, okay?” she shook her head.
“Don’t do that to me Banzi. You know that I don’t want this child, you know this wasn’t part of the plan.” He shook his head.
“We can’t change time sthandwa sami, he’s already baking, and we are both going to love him, whether he was part of the plan or not. I don’t want you to keep thinking about this whole Langalethu thing, do you understand me.”
“But Banzi…”
“No. This child’s health comes first and the last thing you need is stress. Not a word of it, I will handle everything.”
“Is she the one that’s making you hate me like this?” She untangled herself from his embrace.
“Amile has nothing to do with any of this!”
“Is it because hers is tighter? I’ve given you three kids Banzi and you do me like this?”
He is distraught, you can see it all over his face.
“Nontuthuzelo, ngiyakucela, yeka lento oyenzayo njengamanje.” His voice was firmer.
She walked passed him and went to tuck herself under the covers. She started sobbing softly. He doesn’t even understand how this was turned and make about Amile when all he wanted was to protect his child.
“I’ll do anything you ask me to do MaMzobe, just don’t go to bed angry with me.”
She knows that what she is doing is pushing him away into her arms further, but she’s terrified of the secrets she is keeping.
“Okay, let’s take a break, a break from everything, let’s just leave. Let’s take the boys and go on holiday, just us.” He bargained.
“With her?” she’s happy that he was the one who suggested it.
This gives her leverage against him. Now he’s going to be distracted from the search. It’s not even about Amile.
“No, just our family. Like old times.” She sat up and looked at him with tears in her eyes.
“Do you want that?” she nodded.
“I’ll book the flights.” He walked closer to her and wrapped his arms around her body.
“I love you, and I meant it when I promised that no woman would ever take your place in my heart. Come hell or high waters, I will love you and be with you sthandwa sami. Don’t ever doubt my love for you because that hurts me Nontuthu. I love you.” She smiles through the tears.
The reassurance is good enough to soothe her aching heart.
“Asilale sthandwa sami.”
He kissed her forehead and tucked her in.


***Amile Gumede***

He’s wrapped up in a snake. It’s green and slithery, exactly like the one that almost squished me to death. He looks at peace and it keeps moving around him.
There are loud drums beating loudly, I’ve heard this song before. I know this tune very well. This is the song that they played for me at my ‘wedding’
“Ngizobuya sthandwa sami
Ngizobuya ngikuthande ngendlela ongakaze uthandwe ngayo
Ngizokuthanda sthandwa sami
Ngizobuya”
The snake submerged him under the water and I screamed following them.
I wade through the water shouting for him to wait for me. I felt something holding me back.
“Let me go! I want to go to him! Let me!”
It keeps pulling me back but I’m fighting. There is no way that I’m going to let go, not this time.
I put my right foot forward and try grab on to something but I can’t seem to find anything. My hand lands touch the snakes tail and I grip on it. I seem to gain more strength because the hands trying to pull me back let go and I hear a distant scream before I also get roped into the snakes coil under the water.
He's inside, he looks happy and when his eyes meet with mine, he smiles and engulfs me in a tight hug.
“It’s over my queen. The worst is over.” My chest hurts from the crying.
The snake tightens its hold against out skin and I have never felt this safe.
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I’m woken up by a thud on the floor and my whole side hurts instantly. My heart is beating out of my chest. I pick up the covers and stand up. I meet with my reflection in the mirror next to the bed and my hair looks messed up.
This has to be the most clearest dream of all of them. Langalethu is alive. He’s alive and he’s coming back.
I’m panicking. Why is he calling me isithandwa sakhe? I can’t be his love, the only love that I want to love is Nkosi. Now that I’ve been roped into sleeping with both Nkosi, and Banzi, brothers, I can’t also be Langalethu’s love. It can’t happen.
I go on my knees and clasp my hands together.
“Dear God, peace is the last thing I have had in my life, and things seem to just go worse day by day. I know I made a mistake, I commuted an atrocious sin and adulted with my husband’s brother, but this punishment, it’s too much. I know this would be selfish of me to ask, but please, let it not happen that we find out that Langalethu is alive and that he is coming back for me. Let it be that I am just the messenger lord, that I am a vessel to pass on this message. If you give me just this one chance God I will give myself to you fully, dedicate my life to praising you. Amen.”
I got up and dusted my knees before making the bed.
I suddenly feel so dirty, and now I see the consequences of what happened that day with Nkosi. I shouldn’t have. They are brothers, blood brothers. They share the same mother and father and if this dare come out, I would be deemed as a jezebel. This wasn’t part of the plan. The plan wasn’t to sleep with all the brothers in the palace, the plan was to be happy.
My heart is not at peace, and I need to tell Bayede the truth, the whole truth, from my encounter with Mandlenkosi, to how I feel about him and all the dreams. Maybe this ease my guilty conscious, because now that is all that I feel, guilt and disgust in what I have done.
I went to take a shower and flashes of Mandlenkosi pressing me to the headboard, pounding me, going in and out, his hands, his fingers digging into my skin, giving me so much pleasure I couldn’t handle it. That had to be the most violent sex and that’s why I had marks on my neck, he kissed me too hard.
I’m definitely not deprived, yesterday with Bayede was nothing like I have ever imagined. The scars on his back are proof of that. Look at me sounding like a whore, a homewrecker, coming in between two brothers.
I run my hands on my skittles with the warm water of the shower and pressed my lips together. I don’t want to do this, I just prayed to God for him to forgive all my sins, I can’t be doing this now.
But I’m stressed, and I need that orgasm, maybe the heavy load will lessen from my shoulders.
The last time I tried this, it was the most unbearable thing. But if I want to get to that place quicker, I need it. I grabbed the shower head and carefully adjusted the pressure before leaning against the wall…
The lord will have to forgive me again.
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I’ve been sitting on the shower floor for over ten minutes, I’m too scared to stand up, my legs are still vibrating from that mind blowing orgasm that I had.
I can’t feel my toes and I feel my skittles throbbing for more. J don’t think I have anymore to give, but that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.
I crawled out of the shower and went to grab the towel. My feet let a bit better and I felt like they would be able to carry me. I stood up and went to the bedroom.
I almost fainted when I saw Mandlenkosi standing by the door. He was actually leaning on it, typing away on his phone.
“Mandlenkosi!?” He looked up and saw that I was only wrapped up in a towel.
A ghost of a smile graced his face. This is definitely a test.
“On time?”
“Are you delusional or what? Do you forget that I am your husband’s wife?” I whisper while walking towards him.
“Yes you have reminded me over and over again, but fact remains that you have given it to me, not once, but twice. Namanje nje ngisangakuthinta uncibilike ungivulele.” He lowered his voice trying to be sexy.
I won’t give him the satisfaction, but he’s making it hard because I just masturbated to his image back there. This is definitely the lord trying to test me.
“I’ve done it before, and I will do it again. Get out if my bedroom Nkosi. This isn’t just a place, this is the royal palace, and unlike your joint, we respect this place.”
“Joint?” he’s closing me in.
I probably shouldn’t have stood in a position like this.
“Yes. La uletha khona izifebe zakho. Ijoyinti lelo.” He chuckled and grabbed my thigh.
I tried to move back but my back met with the wall. I cursed under my breath.
He pressed up against me.
“Manje unomona?”
“I have no reason to be jealous.” I rolled my eyes, trying to escape from his trap.
He put his leg in between my thighs and tried to use his hands to touch my coochie.
“Get out! Anyone could walk in here.”
I’ve already asked for forgiveness for my sins, I can’t commit the same sin twice.
“One last time baby. That’s all I want, to feel you just one last time.” He lowered his head and captured my lips.
I hate myself for melting at his delicate touch. His hand succeed in traveling up to my palace and he massaged my swollen clit.
“Already waiting for me.” He whispered against my lips.
He has no idea.
His fingers dug into my core and I moaned against his lips. Even a fool can see that I’m being used.
“Mandlenkosi.” I tried to push him off but his fingers were doing me so good.
He quickened his pace and I melted under his touch.
“Fuck it’s so warm.” I was so close to having another orgasm but he pulled out his fingers and he licked them. They were literally dripping wet.
I hate that I can’t resist him. That no matter what I do, I can’t say no to him. I feel loose.
“Please get out.” I sighed defeated.
“What we are doing is so wrong but it feels so right Amile. I love you so much and I just can’t let you go.”
“You let me go the day you didn’t fight for me.” He sighed.
“I thought we were passed this stage.”
“It still hurts, and now that we have committed such adultery, there is no going back. I’m going to tell Bayede everything.”
The door opened while he was still pressed up against me work his knee between my thighs. My heart literally stopped beating and I saw his whole face going pale.
“I’ve been waiting for you to…” she stopped mid-sentence and marvelled at the sight.
I’m only in a towel. This man literally just fingered me right here, all the evidence is clear.
“Mandlenkosi what are you doing in here?”
He slid his hands into his pockets and looked down. Cat got his tongue now?
“Both of you explain what the hell is going on in this bedroom before I lose my mind.”
I’m not breathing. I can feel my heart in my throat.
“Ma, please calm down, I will explain everything.” He says looking down in embarrassment.
“I’m waiting, explain.”
“I was harassing her, its my fault, I’m sorry.” Her eyes darted between the both of us, then they stopped at him.
“This is not just anyone Mandlenkosi, this is your brothers wife, do you understand that.”
“I do ma.”
“Then what is the meaning of this?” he looked down.
“Get dressed and meet me in the study.” I’m literally shaking.
This can’t be happening, not to me.