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Chapter Sixty Nine.

Chapter Sixty Nine.

"Sometimes the darkness is comforting."

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"Will you stop it for a second with your fussing, you look perfect." Bangi says. My hand lowers from my face and he closes my mirror.
"You mean it?" I ask.
"When have I ever not?" The confusion on his face is evident. The sigh I heave out next is enough to voice out my frustration.

My encounter with this family once again feels like a task today. I just woke up feeling not so in the mood for this entire thing. Maybe I just wasn't really in the mood for people other than my husband and my daughter.

"This will go by fairly quickly sthandwa Sam. I can see your not really in the mood for any of this."
"Believe me I've missed the family, but not for today."

Deliverance is the man that opens my door for me before helping me out. I already spot them dressed in gowns to die for by the entrance. I wonder if they knew about our arrival or they just guessed. Or maybe they were taking pictures because it just doesn't make sense as to why they'd just be standing here like this.

"Zano!" Samukelo is the first to greet me out of the bunch, throwing her arms wide open. As soon as I get a wiff of her perfume I knew this was going to be a struggling day. She hugs me warmly but I was only fighting the almighty nausea I had brewing in me all too quickly. "You look stunning."
"Waze washesha boh makoti!" Aunt Jabulile appears from behind Zinhle.
"Hawu, I cant help it you guys are slow."

"Bangizwe." Uncle Archie calls out.
"Babomkhulu," The handshake they share is firm and makes me quite emotional.

Uncle Archie is technically Bangi's father now or rather the closest thing there is to that. Somehow I wish they were closer, then maybe they would talk more often. They would probably be each other's strength, but asikho lapho.

We greet the rest of the clan and I manage to sneak a ginger gummy into my mouth. Up and in we go, into this massive house.

"Uright?"
"Ngincono," I whisper back to him. He nods slightly before pecking my cheek and gazing ahead.
"I have to go somewhere. You go to the women. I'll find you there."
"Eish...okay."
"Ngiyakuthanda hawu. I know you don't like me being far away from you and stuff," he boasts and I can't help but titter.
"Awume wena. Hamba."
"Iqiniso. My kiss ke." He squeezes my hand.
"Its beginning to look like you're the one with attachment issues here," I complain but still get on my tippy toes to give this man a kiss.

The smile he leaves here with warms my heart but as quick as my heart warmed up, it quickly ran to hide when I noticed some of the ladies were staring.

"I think its time you spilled the secret Zano. What are you feeding this man kahle kahle?" Samukelo asks sitting down, drink at hand.
The moment she asks that I couldn't help but remember that Sipho was still an ass for creating an entire human with a side chick.

I thought royals were put in a school where they can all learn how to behave and whatnot, but I guess not. Some of them can still turn out to be assholes if they want to be. If they're destined for failure than that will inevitably be the outcome. It wont be some old teacher who's been teaching them how to eat, sit or talk's fault.

"Tell me now so I can change my witchdoctor." Landiwe says.

This one rarely talks.

"True. He always looks like he's drunk of off you." Zinhle says.
"I think you guys are overreacting," I take a seat next to Asanda.
"Is it the sex?" Thandiwe.
"That look he gave you phela is giving 'uyayishaya iwoman on top lo'," Landiwe.