Months later
Masindi Tshabalala
I could still hear the baby cries in this room , even though she is downstairs with my mother . I don't know how many times I've told my mother that we should have given Nkosi his child and went on to live with his gay friend . I don't want that baby and I wont change my mind .
My mom bangs on my door before I decided to open the door for her , she walks in and first thing she does is to throw a hot slap my way .
" Mom you can beat me up for all I care I don't want that baby and I will never want a monster , why don't you just take her to her gay fother . Maybe he will grow same breast and breastfeed her." I say
"You are sick you need help , I thought maybe you were just acting up but this shit is starting to annoy me . I am calling your father and we are getting you professional help " she says
" No one can ever make me change my mind ,I don't want that baby " I say than walk to my closet to change my clothes , my breast are leaking I forgot to buy some breast ped .
Dikeledi Bataung
I found a job as a receptionist, well you know with connections. These days it is hard to find a job at south africa without connections , Nipotism is wrong but we perform it everyday. This is my fourth month working here and I already love it , even though I don't depend on the money I make here .
I haven't went back home since that day , I don't even know what got over me to go over there in the first place . It was clear as day light that that my father still doesn't want me and he would never want me , my mother will listen to what he says .
" If it isn't my beautiful receptionist " my boss slash CEO says as she walked up to me . She is the founder of the company wich manly deals with cosmetics and girl stuff .she was walking with her P.A who is the opposite of her boss , she is always moody and too pretty to do anything .
" Good morning Boss " I say with a smile " How are you this morning ? " I ask
" Well good since i saw you " She says with her usual smirk , in only smile her way not knowing what to say ." See you later dee" with that she Walked to the elevator with her puppet on her tail . Well everybody calls me dee her at work .
Promise khoza
I've just came out of my class , today I only had one class to attend today . I started attending at the beginning of the year and registered at the district , I'm just thankful that here they do all the registration the only thing you do is to pay and attend classes .
I am rewriting my metrix , I'm hoping to bost my marks this year . Even though in my classes I am attending with kids , at first I felt like quiting but than it also hit me that I am doing this for me nor for them . I've heard a lot of whispers but I don't really give a fuck .
My sister graduated at the beginning of the year and she is now working , my mother is still my mother nothing interesting happened. I have healed now I am walking with my two feet but I still get pains when I stand for too long .
" So promise we going to this party this weekend will you join us ?" One of my class mates ask
" How old are you ?" I ask
" 19" she answers confidently
" Nope I will pass" I finally answer her question with a smile on my face .
" Oh sorry forgot that you are a grown up , how old are you ?"
" I'm on my early thirties " I say also confidently with a smile.
" God i though that you were on your late twenties, God why didn't you rewrite the following year after your matric?" She throws another question.
" Shantel you ask a lot of questions " I say while laughing getting in my car , she held my door before I closed it and said.
" One last question, can you borrow me that Chanel bag of yours for this surtday party?" I close the door without answering her and drive off . I will see her tomorrow, she talks a lot and it is annoying sometimes .
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Ntokozo Moloi
I was cooking up a storm in the kitchen while Sma sat down on the kitchen island sipping on her orange juice, we were sitting in comfortable silence. Today it was my day to cook but I think it will be my day almost everyday becouse of her condition.
Muzi walked in with his kids as they quickly greeted us and went to other parts of the house .
" How are you two doing? " Muzi ask , before I could answer I see him kissing Sma's stomach wich means the question did not include me . I swallow the lump in my throat and continue with my cooking as they play the happy family .
" Mkami" He says now with his focus on me , now he is done with her playing happy family . Wich makes me a second hand in this marriage, wasn't he supposed to greet me first as the first wife and the oldest one .
" mm" I hymn without looking at him
" Are you not going to look at me ?" He is starting to annoy me
" As you can see I am busy , could you please pass me that source over there....thank you " I say this still avoiding his gaze , he sighed still not moving away from me .
" I will make it up to you , uyezwa Mkami" with that he walks upstairs.
" You need to start behaving like the oldest wife " Lucifer herself voiced out.
" And who are you to tell me that ?" I aks with a smirk .
" I am sm.." I don't let her finish
" You killed your husband now you are here telling me how to treat mine , bitch please get a life . You couldn't even wait for a year before you jumped on his brother's bed , I mean I've been wanting to ask you this . Is it the same size with your husband I mean the one you killed , and who fucks better between mine and yours? " She looks at me with shock written all over her face .
" We are not friends Sma and we will never be friends , now if you will excuse me i am busy cooking for my husband. " with that I continue my cooking while singing
Dikeledi Bataung
I've just knocked of from work , I am busy doing grocery shopping . Today is the only chance I got , I started a side hustle also . I am selling clothes online, I buy stock from this girl from kzn and than I sell it online . It is taking off pretty well I can say , from tomorrow I have delivery to make after work .
I work with Promise this side As she is also busy rewriting her metric .
"Masindi is that you " I look up and I see Angel with her two rats , those are her new friends. She doesn't really know us anymore, not like I care and stuff .
" Oh hi Angel , what happened to you you've lost a lot of weight . You are pretty thin like you are dying from some sickness or something" I say
" Oh you wanted her to be fat like you " One of the rats says .
" and you have a spokesperson or people should I say , it was good seeing you as you can see I am busy " I say than wheel my trolly going to pay .
Minutes later I pack my stuff in my car than get in , I firstly check my phone before starting my car . I have a new notification on Facebook, even though I don't really entertain it much something catches my eyes. My sister's name pops on people who sent me friends request.
I accept it than start the car , before I can drive another notification from Facebook comes in it Is my sister. She only sent "Hi" , God I don't want to deal with this . I ignore it and start driving.
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