Turning Table

Part 159

***Umakazi ***

🌹LIYANA 🌹

The drive to the Bhengui Kraal was short since Nsika practically leaves just up the mountain, near but far from his home, we drove into the Bhengu Complex nothing unusual it was just your modern gated community only the Bhengu people reside in it they call it the Bhengu Kraal, houses are painted the same but different in style and size, we drove pass his mother's house and down the road there was big rendovell house or it a hall it was very big, it looked so artistic like something you will find in a museum it look like the original thing from the dark ages

With Lapa and thatch roofing, logs, and cane fencing it looked Zulu culture nothing modern or fancy just your traditional big rondo house, it was heavily guarded.

I have never traveled to this part, who am I kidding I only went to Ntsika's house once for a meet and greet dinner with his family and I never set foot in his homestead again. To view all of this today was defiantly new to me, exciting but also scary.

"Tell Chiff Ramabela that I'm ready to see him "

Nstika orders one of the servants, the minute we jump off the car

Sevent: yebo Nkosi yami "he bows and swiftly walks away

He holds my hand and we make our way to the rondavel The angry man with guns let us in and one of the housekeepers opened the two big door for us, walking inside was wow, it was the throne room, the elephant tusk spiking out on the royal seat in the head of the room caught my attention, the royal seat had leopard skin, different wild animal head hanging on the walls, zebra skin on the floor big oak rustic table on the far side and 10 leather seats placed facing each other in between there were cow skin rugs that lead the way to thrown, I look at the setting for a monarch which was to preside 'in majesty' this room had that aura that life-changing decisions were made here, this room was to hold council, to grant audiences, to receive the homage, to award high honors and offices, and to perform other official functions what on earth am I doing in such room?

I felt overwhelmed as I felt the atmosphere changed immediately.

Him: welcome to the throne room my love "

Me: what? "

Him: majestical I know "

Me: I shouldn't be here .... Why did you bring me here, what am I supposed to do now bow my head? "

He held my arms and looked at me in the eye,

Him: you picked up a beautiful, dignified dress that suits you so well and you look breathtaking with that head wrap on, so you are ready for this platform "

Me: hhayi Ntsika mani ... why are we talking about my choice of outfit what am I doing here? "

I said, trying to free myself from his hold but held me tight laughing out loud.

Him: ok I'm sorry, I am meeting Chief Ramabela here, and after you told me about your dream you should ask him what it means and who is this Makazi you dreamt of. come let's take our seats, ....

He pulled me by my hand and made me sit on a leather seat it was a bit seat, big enough to fit four people, and the seat was placed at the right corner of his chair, I believe this is A seat for the monarch since it on the right side, it's suited for us the lesser rank,

Him: you know in the olden days the wives of the late King Bengu were forced to seat on a grass mat on this very corner, but I could not allow that for my future wife it is so degrading "

Me: I rather sit down I do not want to do anything that will change the culture of this family "

Him: I know ... but you are pregnant Liyana you can't possibly think that I will allow you to sit on the grass mat with you in this condition, fuck culture my baby comes first "