Yibanathi

🧡Part 32🧡

Yibanathi

I enter the house and I must say that it looks quite beautiful inside. The interior is to fancy I mean the house itself should been in an urban area not here in the rural area.

"You may take a seat my dear."

She says to me with a huge smile.

"Can I offer you anything to drink?"

She futher asks me.

"Water is fine."

I say to her. She gives me a light smile and disappears somewhere in this house and I am left seated on a brown 3 seater leather couch.

My bag is next to my feet and I am wearing flip flops there was no time to change into takkies since it was a matter of exit alive situation.

"Here you go."

She hands me a glass of water and I thank her in which she nods and takes a seat on the opposie couch from where I am sitting.

"My name is Mrs Ndamase and I am coming from a stockvel meeting and I am surprised to find you outside my gate."

She tells me and I am relieved she seems kind at least there is a good samaritan out there. I decide to tell her that I ran away from home because my grandmother wants to get rid of my pregnancy because the baby daddy rejected it and she seems to show some sympathy to my situation because she offers me a place to stay for which I am grateful for.

She shows me my bedroom and she leaves me there and says her room is upstairs. I am left alone in the room and the room has a 3/4 bed of which is covered with maroon bedding along with a maroon carpet just next to it. There is a small brown built-in cupboard and I just put my bag inside it just so my bag soes not look off in the room.

The light is on and I feel so tired as it is right now and I need to take a bath though because I can't sleep in these sweaty clothes. I forgot to ask Mrs Ndamase where the bathroom is, oh how stupid can one be.

I leave my bedroom and head down the stairs and knock on the door of the room she said was hers.

I knock and I hear nothing so i decide to knock twice and the doir opens revealing a guy and not Mrs Ndamase.

"Oh I am so sorry I am looking for Mrs Ndamase."

"And who the hell are you?"

He questions me.

Who the hell am I?

This guy is rude at this time of the night.

"I asked who the hell are you to be looking for my mom."

He continues to ask.

"Yibanathi Chiliza that's who I am."

I answer him with pride and confidence as to where that came from I myself don't know.

"So what the hell are you doing here and why are you looking for my mom Yinathi Chili?"

He says to me.

"It's Yibanathi Chiliza."

I correct him since he is butchering my name and surname on purpose.

"I don't care what do you want from my mom girly. I wonder where mom picked this thing."

He says while he pushes me backwards and I land on the wall while he shuts the bedroom door.

"Ouch!"

I voice out as the pain from the harsh push he gave me comes back.

"Mxm stupid girl. Follow me."

He says to me and I keep quiet because I don't want to lose shelter for the night if I retaliate.

He opens his mother's bedroom no knocking whatsoever. Mxm arrogant clown.

"Boy boy."

Mrs Ndamase says to him.

Wee no wonder he behaves like this he is a spoilt man not even brat because he is old he looks like he is in his late 20s his mom is calling him "boy boy" iyoh.

"Mom who is she?"

He questions his mom.

"She is Yibanathi who needs help of which I offered her."

Ahe anwers her arrogant son.

He breathes heavily before storming out the room. Typical last born act if you ask me.

"Ignore him. He is a cry baby. What is wrong dear?"

She says.

"Uhm I wanted to ask where is the bathroom before I accidentally knocked at his room thinking it is your bedroom."

I mention the room part like I so wish I can dismiss it like it never ever happened.

"Oh well the bedroom you knocked on is Boy Boy's expiremental room it is not really his bedroom his bedroom is upstairs."

Hmm I don't even want to know where the bedroom is because he is on another level of rudeness.

"Mmh okay mam."

I answer her and she looks prod of herself I wonder what is the cause and I hope it is not because I said mam because that would really be stupid if you ask me.

"The bathroom is 3rd door on your left. There are fresh and clean towels there."

She tells me and I thank her and head upstairs to the so called bathroom and I am so tired already I close the door and try to lock but there is no lock on the door. Okay seeing that mama's boy downstairs has shown me that there is no privacy in this house so I need to show quickly before this guy enters here without knocking.

I strip and take a quick shower and quickly. After my quick shower I wrapped my body with one  of the bathroom towel and ran to my room with my clothes and shoes  in my hand and reach my room.

When I reach my room I also close  the door as well and start to pack my clothes properly. I find a loose big t-shirt in the wardrobe. It is a simple Hugo Boss black t-shirt of which I wear along with my underwear and just head for bed I am so tired I have no time to lotion whatsoever  and even if I had time I am cosmetic less.

Oh my life is just depressing.

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