Nyakallo
Today was an important day because we both meeting his daughter Yamihle for the first time. The elders left before us so they busy with negotiation. They left with a goat and money to pay for her damages. When that all done and dusted. We going in.
Yamile
I was wearing my best Sunday dress that gogo got e a year ago. Syacela was my ears as I was nervously pacing.
Syacela: baba charged the 20 thousand for two cows. Than charged them 25 thousand for raising you and 15 thousand for the headache you have caused them. Iv never seen so much money in my life.
Me: They paid?
Syacela: all of it and a goat too which they going to slaughter outside the gate today.
Me: is my dad there?
Syacela: Nope. These things are handled by older man hence am not there.
Me: my dad is old
Syacela: yeah but his they kid.
Me: I see. Now what?
Syacela: I don't know what girls do but mina ngiyo bamba amaqhina while they slaughter( am going to help with slaughter)
Me: Oh okay.
And just than a black car drove and parked by the car and Syacela whistled
Syacela: This December ngiza kini by fire by force( am visiting you this December)
A chauffeur opened the door and there a man got out wearing the most beautiful traditional top and black jeans and sneakers. He looked perfect and he extended his hand and the most beautiful human hot out. The Nqobile K.H type. She smiled at him and my heart melted. I loved her the minute she smiled. Her hair perfect. Her dress hugging all the right places and standing like a model yet super perfect.
Syacela: ay wamuhle umuntu
Me: Am thinking the same
Syacela: She might be his girlfriend
Me: They a cute couple, i doubt its his girlfriend. Maybe wife
Syacela: you new mom. Maybe she will be better than Aunt Lucia.
Me: I even forgot i have a mother with her.
Syacela: well if you want your father to love you than you better love her
Me: I already do
Syacela: Good and if she isn't as nice as she looks. Do not tell you dad. Tell me and dad and I will sort her out. I laughed looking at my older cousin who is more like a brother to me. I gave him a side hug
Me: Thanks for being the best brother in the world
Syacela: I love you Yam Yam ka baba
I laughed at the nick name.
Me: I love you more Sya
Hlelo
We slowly walked in and I saw her at the far end of the house with the big boy had protectively on her shoulders and I walked towards them instead of the elders. I kneeled in front of her and I had tears in my eyes as it slowly rolled off. Her tiny hand wiped it away and I laughed lightly.
Me: You look beautiful
She grinned.
Yamihle
My dad first words to me were I look beautiful in my year old dress.
Hlelo
Her perfect grin tugged at my heart and I knew am in love with her.
Me: Am Hlelo
Her: Yamile
There was silence and I turned to see my wife wiping a tear. I signalled for her to come closer and she did.
Me: my wife Nyakallo
Well trust my wife to cry and just grab Yamihle hugging her tight and Yamihle little giggles eased away all my worries about them hating each other.
Nyakallo: Ow my gosh you so perfect. She squeezed her tighter. I looked at the boy grinning.
Me: Thank you for taking care of her
He looked at me so proud.
Syacela: Ay khona she was a handfull shame( she was too much) i laughed at him as he grinned.
Yamihle
I loved her so much. The love she gives and how she genuinely smiles, she wasn't faking it. She was a heaven sent and my grandmother loved her. My grandma doesn't usually love people at first glance but she adored her. We were sitting at the tree and she was having tea with my new mom and i made a decision that ill call her mom. Iv always wanted a mother and she was giving me all that she could.
Grandma:I know you guys will ask to leave with her
Mom: Her father wouldn't leave her behind and I know that I wouldn't bear leaving my girl behind too.
Grandma: you have my blessings. I trust you more than my daughter.
Mom: We promise to visit.
Grandma: Being a Queen will keep you busy.
Me: wait a minute... You a Queen?
Mom: Making you my little princess.
I swear she after my heart the way she loves completely, i pray I never get to be the reason that she cries....
