Inhliziyo Yami Yopha: My Heart Bleeds

Chapter 10

NOMBUSO

Thamsanqa doesn't know when to give up really. I have been telling him to leave me alone for the past three weeks now and he just won't budge. He's been nagging me about going out on a date with him and after a long time of persuasion, I decided to go out with him. But it was only after I made a deal with him; if I don't enjoy the  date then he shouldn't text or call me ever again. But if the date is great, then I'll  consider going out with him again.

He is not the kind of guy to take no for an answer. I think he has the ability to annoy someone to do exactly what he wants. Not a fan of his tactics at all but I must say that I am impressed. Some guys give up easily after being turned down over and over again, but not him. That is why I've come to the conclusion that, he is worth giving a date to.

The guilt of going out with another guy is eating me up. I feel like I'm cheating on Lunga but then again, I console myself with the fact that we aren't really doing anything wrong. Thamsanqa is more of a friend than anything else and I'm not sure if I'm ready for a relationship just yet.

I just got a job not long ago and I'm still trying to figure things out by myself. My doppelgänger issue is yet to be resolved as I'm planning on asking Zamo to accompany me to her workplace. I know that I took long to even go see her but I'm scared to get my hopes up high for nothing.

Having a sibling would be great because then I'd get to have someone I call family. Friends are amazing and all but having someone you can depend on no matter what, is really the goal in life. The reason I've been procrastinating about it though is because I'm not ready to learn whether or not one of my parents had an affair.

The thought of that alone just crushes my spirit because all along I idolized them. Not that my respect and love for them would ever change but my perspective might. I don't want to think about this a lot because it will just dampen the mood I'm already in.

In as much as I don't like going out, I have to dress to impress. It is my first date since Lunga and I'm hoping I make a good impression. I'm not sure where he is taking me and I sure as hell won't waste my time asking him. I did ask, twice, but he still won't budge so I have given up.

The weather is a bit gloomy today so I'm thinking maybe a black pair of jeans, loose fitting t-shirt and a cardigan. And for the shoes, I'll just put on short black boots. This kind of clothing is my style and I never miss the chance to put on such an attire.

It's pretty early to be stressing about a date so I keep myself busy by cleaning around the house. It has been a while since I did any kind of 'Spring cleaning' and the opportunity is presenting itself. I think I'll start with cleaning out the showcase.

It belonged to Lunga's grandmother and she made specific instructions on making sure that it's kept in good condition. Yes I had neglected it for some time now but I think I'm making up for it by cleaning it...right?

I pour hot water and liquid soap in the sink, adding a little cold water to make it tolerable. I roll up my sleeves and get started on cleaning up the showcase.

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"Hi Nombuso. Wow! You look amazing.", Thami says. I think Thami is a great way to abbreviate his name right? Of course I won't use it by calling him Thami but it is still good. I don't even look that good, he's just trying to butter me up which is working...a little bit!

"Hi Thamsanqa. Thank you and you clean up really well yourself.", I say as I settle down on a chair in front of him. Nobody can miss the smile on his face, I'm pretty sure it can be seen across the Chisa Nyama.

"How are you doing?", he says. He looks good today, like he put in extra effort to look decent in my presence or is that my thristy self talking. I must say I'm impressed to say the least and I really cannot fault him in any way.

I came here using an Uber because I'm still not comfortable with him knowing where I live. He had no choice but to tell me where we're going because I needed the location and he saw that I wouldn't budge. It would be foolish of me to trust someone I barely know wholeheartedly- and Nombuso Khoza is NO fool.

"I'm well thanks and how are you?", I respond after an awkward moment of silence.

"I'm good! I am so happy to be here today. You cannot imagine how excited I was when you agreed to meet up with me."

"Well you were very persistent and I had no choice but to agree. You can get a little annoying if I must say."

He doesn't take it to heart which I'm grateful for but instead he laughs. His laugh is actually kind of nice to be honest but I won't tell him that. "For your information Ms. Khoza, I am aware of that. I have been told that plenty of times."

I just smile and look at the menu. This Chisa Nyama is advanced and it looks very porsche. I was scared it would be one of those that is always packed with customers and is rowdy but it is the complete opposite.

Even with the benches it looks great. Thami asks what I'd like to have and I tell him anything as long as it's not pork. I'm allergic to pork because it causes tonsils and it becomes very hard for me to eat or speak. My throat really swells up and the pain is excruciating aa fuck.

I have thought about getting them remived but then I looked at all the cons of getting them removed. I'd get sinuses which is something I'm definitely not equipped to deal with. My date then goes to make our orders after giving him mine because there aren't any waiters or waitresses here.

My dream guy is one that takes charge of any situation and he is ticking most of my boxes at this moment. I hate myself for even looking at him in any way other than being friends but God Damn! This man is a Greek God even if I do say so myself.

He's wearing a very tight fitting Golf T-shirt and those biceps are out to play. His arms on that counter look like a work of art. Oh.My.God!! I really am thirsty.

I see him walking towards me and quickly brush out those thoughts. My first date and I'm already acting like a slut...which I wouldn't mind being a slut for him if he can bend me over this table and shove his di-...

"Buso?", he says snapping his fingers in front of my face. Ugh...I was already zoned out to my nasty thoughts of fantasy.

"Uh...yes?", I say clearing my throat. I grab my glass of water and chug half of the water down my throat. What the fuck is wrong with me!?

"They said our order will be ready in a few minutes. Are you okay?", he asks looking super concerned.

I'm pretty sure I look flushed right now because I can already feel the beads of sweat on my forehead. Ngoba nes'phongo nginaso ke Nkosi yami uyabona naye (I have a big forehead Lord and I'm pretty sure it's visible to him that something is up.).

"Yes...yes I'm good. I'm very good why do you ask?"

"You look a little flushed but okay. As long as you say you're fine." I think he can tell I have evil thoughts about him with the way he's smirking right now.

"Ugh...can you please just sit down and wait for our food to get here? Is that okay with you?", I say quickly trying to diffuse whatever situation this is.

"Yeah sure. That is okay with ME.", he says putting more emphasis on the me part.

And the smirk has not left his face at all.