Turning Table

Part 130

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🌹Rosetta🌹

" care to tell me why we flying in the jet instead of driving to Durban?"
Zuko asked the minute the car came to a halt
Me: I'm not sure "I mumbled
Him: what do you mean you're not sure?...did Oyama do this?"
Me: what? ...NO!"
Him: you are more surprised than I am which makes me wonder what are you hiding?"
Me: Zuko the last time I spoke to that man was the same day I got arrested...can you please stop Questioning me about him for once!!!"
Him: yah whatever!" he said and jumped off the car
I breathe out loud regretting how harshly I spoke to him, 

But to be honest I'm tired of being asked about Oyama, for me Questioning as an adjective is synonymous with being ‘curious,’ or ‘confused’ or ‘perplexed’ or ‘skeptical.’
And Zuko has made it absolutely clear from day one since I walked back into his life that he will forever Question me,
And for him to question me all the time is somehow indirectly asking for an invite for more information.

I understand that maybe it's his way of seeking the truth, but damn it can he just trust me already.

Him: ok whoever thought of this must have deep pockets... Wow, a whole jet damn...I never thought I will fly in one of these!..."
Me: that's hard to believe since you're a striving artist and all" I mumbled to myself,
His excited oh right, while I feel like strangling Sandile for this, Lord knows I hate his grand gestures.
I find Zuko smiling too wildly with the hostess,  while she escorted us inside the jet

" good day Ms..." She said to me but I cut her short before she started calling me with that disgusting surname I hate with my entire being
Me: get Mr. Msomi on the line for me please!" I said walking past her and making my way to my seat, I am irritable, and I wish to keep quiet throughout the flight cause I know for a fact that even the Simple questions will bug me when I'm like this, I find myself nitpicking,  and I have little patience with what I consider stupidity all around me. Which is this damn girl asking me if I need something to drink
Me:No!...and tell the pilot to get this bird on the air now!..."

I said punching my phone, avoiding looking at Zuko who is probably wondering what's wrong with me now,
You know I wasn't always this way ... there was a time when I was much more accepting, not on edge, and friendly To such stuff but a man who gave me all the glitz, gold, and Diamonds, trips around the world took years of my life when he fucked me over, so this gesture may come from the goodness of Sandile heart but to me, it's just opened up all wounds!

Oh Lord knows I hate Oyama... And
at this point, I can't help but allow it.
my feeling to show,
I’m an emotional person and always have been. It’s the way I run my life.

I’ve got a wide range of feelings.

I’ve got a lot of love.

I have feelings of like.

Feelings of disgust.

Feelings of anxiety.

And I’ve got dark feelings as well, feelings of just plain hate.

I know we tell our kids never to hate somebody. Hate is just a terrible word, we say.
Parents say it over and over again. Kids will say “I hate that” and a mother will immediately go “That’s a strong word, don’t use it!”

But then again, what does it really all mean?

Is it not okay to hate anybody or anything? But is it okay to hate your cold-blooded brother of the devil ex?

Zuko: Hay, are you good?" I jump as I felt his hand on my lap
Me: mmm"
He sigh and sat back while I chew my inner cheek,
Him: Rose are you well?"
Me: yeah sure I am "
Him:so you're friends with the  Dlamini's?"
Me: the who's?"
Him: the jet is owned by Langa Dlamini you know, the multi-billioner!"
Me: uuum yah..." I said not giving too much to him because seriously there are two things involved here either the fact that I know Langa and I have to explain how I know him, which means I need to come clean about Sandile or on the other hand I can just act like I did not hear him and ignore him.