"I'm taking her home tomorrow, and I'm checking on a few of my businesses in the city. I'll be back for our doctor's appointment." I just nodded. We were sitting in the car outside my father's house. "Don't worry about MaShezi, okay? I think her and I should go see our lawyer so he can explain it to her." That was actually a good idea. "Okay, I understand. My father wanted to know by the end of the week, but I'm sure he'll be fine. He's become a lot more reasonable lately."
"Mamakhe, I wanted to give you this." He handed me a credit card. It was a fancy one, too. "This is for anything you might need or just want. Also, you need to start buying furniture for our house. My mother's house is almost done and she's moving with her furniture so we need everything new." My eyes went wide. "I didn't even think of that. You don't want to be part of the decision-making?" He shook his head.
"No, I want this house to be yours completely. Also, I've had to do this for the new resort. My brain is tired. I don't want to look at anything related to decorating." I laughed at him. "Okay, but if I find things that I like, can I ask your opinion?"
"Definitely. But you do what you feel is right, okay?" I nodded, and we said our goodbyes."So? What did he say? You were gone the whole day. What happened?" Ma prodded. "Ma, I haven't even closed the door yet?" She was so anxious and like usual I didn't have good news. "Oh. Okay. I'm sorry. You look tired. Come eat something and then you'll tell me what happened. After that, you go right to bed."
I ate, but she stared at me the whole time. It got worse when all three of my sisters joined. "So you guys are not going to allow you to eat in peace?" They just rolled their eyes. "You can talk and eat." Nthombifuti said, and I just sighed. "They had a white wedding." Everyone looked disappointed. We went to the Dlomo home to explain, but she thinks we're trying to scam her. She won't sign divorce papers."
"So what are you going to do now. I won't allow the marriage if you're not legally married. There's no way." I was so damn tired and hungry. I didn't have the energy. "He's taking MaShezi home tomorrow. He said they have a talk with their lawyer so he can explain it to her." MaKhumalo gave me a weird look. "Lawyer, I can bet you that once a lawyer is involved and this is a legal marriage, there will definitely be a prenup. Which is not a bad thing, but if he does give you a prenup, then we'll obviously have to take a look at it."
I was so tired my eyes were burning. I didn't even want the food anymore. I just went to bed after that. I woke up the next morning throwing up as usual. "Are you okay in there?" I just hummed in response. "I'll put on the kettle for some ginger tea." I brushed my teeth and put on a gown. I would shower later. I really wasn't in the mood.
"Mama!" Jabu screamed excitedly. "Come!" He took my hand, and I followed him to the kitchen. He opened the fridge and pointed to some yogurt. "You want some?" He nodded. "Pease." He was so cute. I got him the yogurt and put him in his highchair. "Here's your tea, my baby."
"Thank you, Ma." I cut up an apple for Jabu, and he was feasting away. "So what's the plan?" I took a sip of my tea. "I don't know, ma. I still have to see the outcome of their discussion with the lawyer." She just nodded."How are you feeling? How's pregnancy treating you?"
"It's terrible. It's worse than the last time. I'm so hungry, but if I eat something now, I will throw up. Everything hurts. I don't know what this is." She chuckled, and we all sat and just spoke a whole bunch of nonsense together.I went to my house almost every day. My house. It felt weird saying. We had a lot of yard space that we could probably build more rooms if we wanted. An outside cooking area would be nice.
Yes, we lived in the village but I wanted a modern home. I would probably have to cook and clean so much at my in-laws that I wouldn't have time for my own house. That's why I needed to make things easier for myself at home. Only the best appliances would do. I haven't bought anything yet. I still needed to figure it out.
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