Chapter 32

890 56 0
                                    

MNOTHO

I don't think I have ever been this nervous to meet someone. I acted nonchalantly in front of Ziyanda but I am absolutely scared of what might happen once she gets to know me and possibly not like me. I know how Yanda seeks for her mother's approval and her even giving me the opportunity to see her is one step forward to letting me into her heart.

The day she actually texted me back and said she is willing to fix things between us was the happiest moment of my life. I knew right then and there that I couldn't fuck it up. Knowing how Yanda is, I'm pretty sure she's still gonna give me hell about what I did. I don't really care much about getting confronted because I love her so much and I know that what I did was wrong.

I wonder if she told her mom what I did!? Is that the reason why she hasn't even responded to my greeting? She's giving me a real dirty look right now and I'm near-to shitting my pants. Okay maybe I'm exagarating but still, she's scary. I'm feeling hot right now. Is it hot or mhlambe ngishiswa yizono (...maybe I'm getting burned for my sins.)

I clear my throat once more and say while retreating my hand, "Hi ma. I am Mnotho Zungu, Yanda's boyfriend."

To be honest, I feel betrayed because the person who brought me here is also silent and just looking at her mom. I promise if I had more time to prepare for this "Meet-and-Greet" I would have done a whole lot better.

What she says next just intensifies my fear. "Oh so you call her 'Yanda' but you still saw it fit to use my daughter's words against her? Uphile kahle wena mfana?(Are you well in your head boy?)" She is saying this in a calm tone so I don't know how mad she is on a scale of 1-10.

"Make..." Yanda tries to stop her before her mom lifts her hand to shut her up.
"Awuthule wena!! (You keep quiet!!)" She says.

Sigh. I'm in shit for real. "Talk boy!" That word boy is irritating but I have no choice but to endure whatever she throws at me.

"Uh...Ma. I'd like to apologize to both you and Ziyanda for...for uhm...for betraying her trust.  It was very wrong of me to stoop that low and I acknowledge my mistake. It will never happen again and I can assure you of that. I love your daughter and I will never intentionally hurt her." I say to her.

It's silent for a while before she says, "Niyangingiza Mnotho kodwa niyakhona  ukuhlukumeza abantwana babantu. (You are stuttering now Mnotho but you are able to hurt other people's children.) Hayii!!" She says this with a twinge of humor in her voice so I don't know whether to smile at that or not.

She then offers me a seat on the couch with a huge smile on her face and I can hear Ziyanda let out a breath beside me. I guess she was scared just as I was. I guess all is forgiven on the mother's side because once we settle down she tells me all about her "Sponkie's" childhood. Its a cute name if you ask me bit everytime she said it, Yanda would try and reprimand her.

Her mom really didn't care and she would just continue with the conversation as if she didn't hear her protest, this made me laugh a lot. We had lunch which was rice and beef stew sith some vegetables on the side. I enjoyed it so much so, I asked for seconds. I know for sure that MaMkhize is the one who made this food because well...my girlfriend is not such a great cook.

All in all, I had a great day with both women and it was really amazing getting to know more about Ziyanda than what's one the surface. "Come back to visit Gwabini, I enjoyed hosting you." That is what MaMkhize said before I left the house. I had a good time with her as well and she's really a kind and funny person.

Yanda and I are both in my car as I'm about to leave. She decided it would be best if she walked me out because sje wasn't ready to deal with her mom's never ending chatter.

"Thank you for inviting me over today.  I had a great time." I say to her.

She rolls her eyes and says, "Yeah well with my mom's never ending stories, I doubt that it was great."

"It was and I loved it. So are you okay? After yesterday's encounter with that woman."

She looks okay though but I know better than to just insinuate she's fine.

"I'm good hey. The song you sent me actually helped me realize that there is no pleasing people. People will always do and say whatever they want no matter what you do."

I smile because that is exactly what she should understand about this thing called LIFE. Not everyone will like you or what you do, and it is okay. Never over compensate even where you don't benefit.

To shift onto something lighter I ask her if she's going to Nkanyezi and Zimbini's housewarming. She says yes and she asked if I could fetch a day before the event. I of course agreed...I can never waste a chance to spend some time with her.

"Before you go back inside, can you give me a kiss." I say to her.

She nods just when I thought she'd tell me to fuck off. I really never know with Ziyanda and I guess that is what draws me to her.

We share a passionate kiss that leaves is both panting. Once we pull apart she leaves and enters the house and I reverse my car driving off. I am grateful for this housewarming because it's been a long time since I got to feel her warm and moist inner walls envelop my dick.Hearing her moan out my name and her fingers scratching my back. I'm getting hard just thinking about.

I can't wait for the day I fetch her to get here already.

*
*
*
*
*
Two weeks later

To Love Or Not To Love Where stories live. Discover now