***Smile at strangers and you just might change a life.***
🌹Rossetta 🌹
Don't talk to strangers. They say. But, this beautiful stranger not only caught me by surprise but she left an ever-lasting impression on me, I broke an exception to the rule as I allowed myself to converse with her. I answered a random question from her and that very same question was followed by me opening up to her as if she had the keys to my soul, my deepest thoughts and fears,
I drop my mouth and shook my head as I parked my car outside Sandile's house, who the fuck is this woman?
" Makhumalo?"
" isibani sezingonyama?"
" she called me Rosetta?"
Lord knows I have never seen her in my life, and to top it up she is a widow!!!?
And what did she mean ' I will wear Inzila? Like her?"
What the fuck just happened?
" ooh, my God! Finally, you are here! How is my sister? Where is she? What the hell happened to her?"
I was brought back to reality or should I say shaken by this tall guy in front of me, he looks like Langa but a bit darker and has the most astonishing big- broad shoulders, I have ever seen
Him: I'm sorry but Baba Sandile just said you are friends with my sister and she is badly hurt... And need a blood transfusion or something... What the hell happened..."
“son! Just calm down, you are all over the show now, can you at least give this beautiful lady a chance..."
I look at the old man walking towards us, ok I see the resemblance between this young man and this old guy with a glass of whisky in his hand. The old man's swag says a lot about how deep his pocket is, I look at Sandile for answers, but this man is now in front of me blocking my view
"Excuse my son Nkosazane emhlophe... He is just stressed out, this news came when we least expect them too, I mean on the other hand his big brother just came out of the comer, while my sister-in-law is fighting Chemotherapy and his fiancé is having memulo ceremony in few weeks time so nje kuyinyova damn nje. . ."
He says running his hand on my arm I look at his hand and back at his sly smile
" ooh Ok JB we hear you ..." Sandile said pulling me away from this JB guy
" I'm sorry about that, " Sandile said to me, I was about to open my mouth and ask what's going on, but the JB guy was holding my hand yet again
JB: Im sorry we were not officially introduced, I’m Jabulani Dlamini, this is my son Enzokuhle Dlamini …”
I smiled nodding
Me: it's good to meet you, I apologize that we have to meet in such circumstances… “
Him:” Don’t apologize, I'm just glad that we meet … it is not a bad circumstance when fate is at work “
Sandile: “ FATE? “
Me: excuse me??“
Jabulani started chuckling
Him: “You know when Sandile told me that he meet someone I just thought, it's those fake young girls that he likes, they call them, slay queens walking around with Thick thighs, a passport, iPhone, and a strong liver… “
Me: what? “ I shoot my eyes open at Sandile
Sandile: “What? “
Him: “Shocking right? An old man like him with a heart problem is busy gallivanting with these girls whose FACE doesn't even match their Neck !“ I popped my eyes even wider still fixed on Sandile
Sandile: “JABULANI !! !”
Enzo: Baba!”
Him: “What nginamanga yini? “
I pressed my lips suppressing my laugh or is it rage am I really having a jealous stroke right now?
Him: “Wena Ntombi emhlophe you don’t deserve this nuances in fact you can even do better .. “
I dropped my mouth open in shock, what the fuck is happening? is this old man really hitting on me
Him: “Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are? “
Sandile: Enzo khuza uyihlo, before I pop his head !”
Jabulani: “ you know Rose mina Ngyabazi ubuhle kodwa wena umuhle,
umuhle ngokunga kwandile, and I have lived long enough to know this because,
Ngizibonil izintombi kwamhlaba
Zinhle ngathi ziyabukisa
Wena owabona I zimpahla zikanokusho
Naye unokusho ongasenampahla manje, beziqedile bebukwa ngazo
Kodwa wena Uyazi unalo bubuhle obuzotholile obuhloniphile
Wena ubuhle bakho obendalo, Ngiyabona ukuthi Umdali wathi edala ubuhle kuwe wathi uyoba isibonelo sobuhle emhlabeni. ...ooh sukani madoda..."
Sandile: what the fuck?"
Me: what? Uum thank you … I guess"
" baba this is not the time..." Enzo said pushing his father away from me
JB:We Enzo! Is it a crime to praise a beautiful woman now"
Sandile: are you hearing yourself now...wendoda she is my woman! And wena you busy fleeting with her in my house!!"
Sandile busts out in anger all up in JB's face, I'm more confused as shit, to what's happening in here, this JB guy looking at me from head to toe undressing me with his eyes, and Sandile getting worked out by it, while Enzo was in between the two guys who were busy biting there heads off
"Yo, women? you say, listen hear oseyibonile akakayosi" Jabulani says
Sandile: Jabulani!!!" He says pointing a finger at him, as they start arguing, their voice are too loud, Jabulani is waving his walking stick in the air, I start screaming because his stick almost hit the shandilya lights
“ GUYS WOOO! HOLD UP! WHAT THE HACK? “
Langa said walking in and helping Enzo with the fight that just brewed up out of nowhere,
Langa: good lord!! I should have listened to Zoe when she said I must not put you two in the same room, yini Manje Baba can you please put your walking stick down? “
Jabulani: “ Ngizokuphihliza wena Msomi!!”
Enzo: baba just come down, no one will pop a cap or crack anyone's skull, can you two act like adults for once? “
Sandile: I blame you for bringing all this Dlamini madness into my house..."
Sandile said pointing a finger at Langa, and right there I looked at Langa and then I looked at Enzo, and at the back of my head I was like bingo! Enzo is Ginger's brother
Langa: I'm sorry about that Gogo Rose "
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