Chapter 13

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Bhekani and Zenzelo were rushed to the hospital, the principal called their parents. Mpiyenza is finally back home, his aura is so dark and devilish...
Mvelokuhle, sacrificed twin has risen... The ancestors had chosen him to lead Zenzelo to the right way... He had to be saved or else we will continue to be a slave in the land of the death

Zenathi POV
We get a call from Zenzelo's school, apparently she collapsed and not breathing... MaCele and l are heading to the hospital to see her
" Kodwa Zelo, what's wrong with you. Nobabakho usanda kuphuma esbhendlela" Ma says with teary eyes but she tries to be strong l guess for me " angz nami kodwa sithembe ukuthi she's alright, remember when you were sick how worried Zenzelo was" she smiles " She never thought of anything else only you, l see where she gets the care, from you Mama" l say holding her hand, the other hand is at the steering wheel " Thank you mntwanami, can you inform her siblings ukuthi she's not okay" she says as she drives like a manic

My mother works in an Accounting firm as an Charted accountant, she's goal driven and doesn't depend on my father like the other wives, she provides for us , since like Bhut Zibusiso was bought to this world... We are an Average family if you get what l mean
Only if Father was not a hypocrite then maybe would be rich family but keh shit happens and l'm grateful for her

She's driving a BMW X5, has the engine roars , l have questions... Who did Zenzelo end up in the hospital, yeah sure she was a bit off these past few weeks or maybe it's stress, she hasn't told anyone what happened that day my father got stabbed just weird
After 30 mins we arrive at the hospital
" I'm looking for Zenzelo Khoza" my mother asks the reception after literally running in the hospital from the car
" The doctor will assist ma'am please calm down " the sweet lady replies and goes back to work
A woman in her late 40s comes running in the waiting passing us to the reception" Bhekani Zulu... I'm looking for Bhekani Zulu " she states the sweet lady again asks her to settle down and be calm the doctor is going to assist her
She turns around and looks at us, my mother looks at her then jumps, what is going on do they know each other
" MaDube??!" She asks in disbelief " MaCele!!" She screams then goes to her they share an affectionate hug awww maybe it's a long lost friend

MaDube POV
As l turn l see her, first l'm not sure if it her but then l get closer l do see her, my best friend she's even more beautiful aaaayyiii old age ayidlaleli la she looks so young... She looks at me l can see she noticed me " MaDube!" I smile it's definitely her " MaCele!!!" I go to her then hug her gosh umngani wam... I've missed her so much,. There were times where l needed her but couldn't get any hold of her...

She knows the prophecy, just hiden the truth from that cruel husband of hers nx uyanginyanyisa leyanja
" Mtase , unjani" l ask her after l pulled from the hug " Ngiyaphila nje ukuthi ingane yona ayiphilile" she frowns after that statement.. l guess her twin girl is in the hospital also " Kodwa kuyaphileka, wena unjani Shlobo angisakwazi... Lokhu wahamba noMageba lutho ukungifonela"
"Yeyi Shlobo kwalahleka yona iphone angizange ngithole ama number Ohh Ndosi wami" l say as l cup her face " Nyamazane ehle ngaze ngajabula noma sihlangana ngalesi Simo" she clears her throat " lo uZenathi my 4th pain" she says with a faint smile " Ohhh hello Zena Waze wamuhle" l blush she's just joking l'm ugly af
All girls at home have afro... My afro ... Oh gosh coil spring type every hard to maintain (winks)
I have curves like Zelo but keh not to much l'm walnut skinned and have pitch black hair
" Ngiyabonga ma" l say shyly
The doctor comes through " Bhekani Zulu and Zenzelo Khoza"
MaDube and my mother stand up anxiously
" Mrs Khoza, Mrs Zulu everything is fine with your children ... They do have the same symptoms which is weird but they are ok..." He smiles " Can we see them?" My mother asks the doctor nods
The rush to their rooms leaving me behind.. talk about being old
We get there Zenzelo has drips and all the hospital stuff
My mother is brushing her afro with her hands she must have been worried phela ilast born
I stand beside her and just look at her she's so pale for someone who's okay

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