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Chapter Seventy One.

Chapter Seventy One.

"When it rains it pours."

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"There's nothing in here sthandwa sam. I've checked everywhere." he says, frustration written all over his face.
"I promise I saw it in here. I know I sound crazy right now but I swear."
"Calm down Mkami, I believe you." he says and sits right next to me. "What did you even see kahle kahle?"
"I... Don't even know, but I felt it. It jumped right onto my face Bangi and then disappeared."

"How about we pray?" He says and I nod quickly before we both sink into heavy prayer.
The moment we said Amen, I felt better.

"I'll stay up with you until you fall asleep, how about that?"
"You need to sleep. Tomorrow needs you at your fullest." I say.
"Nice try but you're not getting rid of me that easily." he makes his way to his side, climbs in and covers himself in our sheets. "Come."

I waste no time laying on his chest hugging him. "You feel so cold baby. You should've said you needed a cuddle."
I chuckle. "Please don't switch off your light."
"I won't," he says. I scan the room again and sigh. At least I didn't wake Nzwano up...

Morning came and by some miracle I managed to drift off to a peaceful sleep. I felt better in the morning honestly.

The people I hired came right on time too and seeing the look of appreciation on my Husband's face made me dance with glee inside. I didn't bother putting on a dramatic make up look today because I knew we'd be awfully busy. I get dressed in a form fitting dress and comfortable high heels.

"Your Vitamins,"he hands me one and water.
"Ngiyabonga Malinga wam."

After downing it I fix Nzwano's shoes and put her down. Her tiny fist goes into mine and we walk ever so slowly out of here. The motorcade was ready to escort us out to this orphanage not so far from here.

The second we got there our doors were opened and we were met by the screams of children, each holding a miniature Emashazini flag in their hand. The smiles on their little faces brought joy to mine and I couldn't help but look at my baby who rested on my hip. I wanted to make sure she was comfortable with all of this but little miss over here was even waving.

Bangi confidently led us to these kids which hugged and greeted us. The love was in the atmosphere and honestly they didn't fail to make us feel welcomed.

"His Royal highness, her Royal highness thank you so much for coming and welcome to UMUZI Orphanage, I trust you'll have a wonderful visit." the Lady dressed modestly says.
"Thank you Prayer." Bangi says. Soon after we followed behind.

"As you may know we've been running this orphanage for almost 25 years now and we've housed over 400 children of all ages. These kids are truly what drive us to continue forward even within the struggles and challenges we face."

The inside of this building looked exhausted. I couldn't help noticing the dullness of the paint and cracks on the floors.

My eyes land on a cabinet with multiple trophies in them. I stop to read them.

Kefilwe Mokoena, 100m running.
Yoliswa Ncwadi, 150m hurdles.
Ntombiyodwa Shabalala, choir participation.
Armand Koen, Rugby championship 2020.

"These really are outstanding children as you can see My Princess." Mrs Prayer says.
"Indeed. Are all these kids still here?"
"Yes... We allow them to take their winnings whenever they leave the orphanage officially. That way they can motivate themselves even after they've stepped out of here and tackled adulthood."
"That's beautiful," I say smiling at her.