PABALLO
Me:"what do you mean my in-laws?"
By the time she's about to answer me my uncle(uncle Brian) calls us out.
We enter the sitting room and I spot Mr Bhekumbuso Khumalo,who is the head of one of the most powerful families in SA.He was sitting next to 2 other men who looked like him.
My mom settles down and taps the seat next to her indicating to me were I was sit.I sit down with a confused & angry faceFinally my dad says something !!
Dad: "Paballo this people are your soon to be in-laws,They came here today to set the lobola date."Me:"ema nyana papa,Orre batlo seta date ya lobola yamang,ke maang o loboliwang re rukise bathong". (Dad what do you mean they are here to set the lobola date whose getting married so that we buy dresses?)I ask.
Mr mbuso:"Hao,Awumtshelanga ingane"
Me:"tell me what?"
Mr mbuso:"well allow me to break it to you're going to marry my son, uzoshada nendodana yami , ngoba kumele senze isiqiniseko sokuthi ubaba wakho ngeke aphule isivumelwano.
Me:"so I have no say in this"I say with Tearry eyes.
Mr Mbuso:"unfortunately yes you don't,Ngaphandle uma ubaba wakho ekhansela kusesekuseni"(unless your father cancels now)
I look at my father with a pleading face.Dad:"No,re tswelapela ka deal ee"
I stand up,storm out the sitting room and run to my bedroom.
I get inside and cry myself to sleep.I'm woken up by my mom tapping me.it was already noon
Me:"mama obatlang"I say with a cracky voiceMom:"ke batla ho bua lewena.."
Me:"nna hake batle go bua lwena, ke batla go robala feela"
Mom:"Well at least come and eat dinner with me and your dad"
Me:"no I'm good ,kopela ontlogele ke robale hle"
Mom:"well I guess missing out on my signature lasagna for once won't hurt anybody"
Me:"ohh U no I wouldn't miss it for the world".I say getting off bed.
At the dinning table
Everyone is focusing on their food,it is quite.
Me:"So parents,when is the date".Dad:"ohh I thought U didn't care".
Me: "aowa,happe if I would have said no you were going to kill me so I guess I didn't have a choice."
Dad:"O bua lemang yalo,okare wantela yanong"(who are you talking to like that it's like you are no longer respecting me)
SILENCE
Me:"mara tswaneetse kereng papa , because now you're selling me to a family,and not just any family one of the most dangerous families in SA"I say with tears rolling down from my eyes.
SILENCE
Dad:"the date is next week, Saturday "
Me:"korre waitsi a lefe motho na ko ya go enjoya single life nyana,yohh!!"
Dad:"hey wena, it's like you forgetting your morals now"
Me:"sorry,I just hope it's not Nkosiyabo, coz he's the worst,he's cold"
Dad:"well,unfortunately it is"
Me:"what nooo!!,dad please don't do this"
Dad:"I'm sorry princess but it's done"
Me:"aghh".
The weekend passes and I'm back in Joburg.
It's Monday and I didn't go to work,I'm actually meeting Neo for lunch at a Mugg & Bean
YOU ARE READING
Becoming Mrs Khumalo
RomanceThis a story of South African woman who is forced to Marry a Zulu manbecause of her father's business deal with the Leader Mr Khumalo