Zenathi ' Pov
( Please play too late for mama by Mpho Sabina)
As an anxious writer things seem to go as planned, I’m almost done with matric and things seem in place, now finals. “Ready?” l loudly ask myself, l frown and shrug, l continue wearing my glasses and my black and white blazer, it’s compulsory for matrics to wear them, and l would be sweating like a pig for ustufuza ofana nami (for someone in my big size).
I don’t even know how or where will l get my Matric dance attire and l would love to have a dark green dress for the dance plus it compliments my skin.
But the real issue here is Kgomotso, He actually loves me and honestly l am not sure if l would love him fully , Zwelithini... Was a piece of shxt , l didn’t want to admit that my own father wanted me to marry him, apparently his father is one of the most successful business owner in the country, Yes agree l learned to love someone who was two years old than me but l am smart enough to know if someone is cheating and be a disgusting whore.
Knowing that he had already promised to marry someone not only broke my heart but made me build the most strongest wall in my heart l wouldn’t allow anyone to love me... Like did l really REALLY deserve love? Was love meant to visit me!? But if so , why do l feel broken every time l try to open up... I remember the day dad talked to me about him
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“ Ntombazana , kubalulelike ukuthi ushande no mfo Ka Khumalo” (it important to marry the Khumalo son) “Kuzosilethela inhlanhla lapha ekhaya” (it will bring us good fortune) he finishes and then drink his coffee
“ Kodwa Baba mina angifuni ukugana, ngifuna ukuba usomabhizinisi, l already have a business Idea, l wanna have my own farm, ... A animal farm, or pursuing my career... being a Zoologist “ ( But dad l don’t want to get married, l want to be a business woman) l say , knowing very well that l might be shouted at for expressing my interests, l sigh and continue “ Why do you ask Nkosiphile, she’s older and almost done with school” l say as a statement hoping he will change his mind
“ Beke ngilibeke nawe ulibeke, ngimdala l know what’s best for you and forget about businesses your place is in the kitchen and bathroom...” he says with a serious face “ UMphile will marry my other friend’s Son, Thulani Zwane once she is done with her studies “
l just keep quiet... I don’t like to talk, because l once l do, l say things that l will end up overthinking at night so l just stfu
“ Siyezwana?” (Are we clear) he asks, as he is looking at me “ Cha Baba ngifuna imfundo mina, ezomshando ngizozibona” ( No dad, l need education, l will consider marriage later in my life)
“ Zenathi, uzofunda kodwa ngifuna uganwe uKhumalo” (... You will get your education l just want you to marry at the Khumalos)
“ mhm.. why, it’s seems there is something nje you want from the Khumalos” l say curiously enough to hold my bxtch face at him and for a 16 year old like me l shouldn’t be doing that but fxck l don’t understand this shxt
“ That’s non of your business, and YOU are going to marry him uthanda Noma ungathandi”
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But things didn’t go to plan, Zwelithini Khumalo got engaged and is about to get married next year, worse at the age of 20 ... I guess he was running away from the ‘Arranged marriage’, but he promised me the world and l fell for it.
(Play now!) for the crazy effect:-)
They do say everything that falls breaks, in this case my heart had to bare with the pain
“ Knock Knock,... Zee?! Are you there?” Zelo says after she chased me away like 10 minutes ago... See Zenzelo is a troubled child, she had a twin , a male twin Mvelokuhle and what l heard is he died when mom gave birth to them, Zenzelo survived but Okuhle didn’t , so sometimes l hear her talking... Like she’s talking to someone but everytime l ask her she just denied my accusation... And what stills puzzles me is that why does she hate ' our father ' this much... I should be the one hating him because of wanting to sell me to marriage.
I still have no clue why she hates him so
“ Ngena”(come in) l reply looking at her, she enters my room, she’s bloody and looks like she was fighting someone “ Haibo kwezenjani Zenzelo... Igazi? Elikabani? Ngiphendule!”( my goodness what’s going on, blood? Who’s blood is this? Answer me!?) l scream as l slowly panic and feeling my anxiety slowly increase about to reach its peak
“ Zifikile lezinto futhi, Lezi ezinyama, this time there was a altar built with skeletons and hanging hearts like structures, l had to fight bebefuna ukungithatha Dade” ( Those things arrived again, those black creatures, this time there was a altar built with skeletons and hanging hearts like structures l had to fight they wanted to take me sis)
“ Futhi? Zifunani lezinto, let’s go and clean up and this time we have to tell mom,... Ah and no excuses Zenzelo” l say, she frowns, and nods.
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