I let my father in the room and he sat down on the chair by the desk. Me: "What's wrong tata?" Khaya: "He can come out the bathroom, I know he's here." Me: "Who's here tata?" I acted clueless. Khaya: "I can smell his cologne Spho. He can come out." Me: "He already left tata. What's wrong?" Khaya: "I don't know what's wrong with me mntanam. I've got such a heavy heart and I realize I might have been taking it out on you and Lakhe." Me: "No dad. Its nothing like that." Khaya: "I feel like my heart is about to pop out of my chest. Something is wrong, I'm not sure what it is, but I feel like something is happening." Me: "Maybe its your fear that your little princess is not little anymore." I hugged him. Khaya: "Probably." Me: "You just need to relax tata. I'll always be here for you. My house will always be open to you." Khaya: "Okay mntanam." Me: "Please take things easy while I'm away dad. Don't over stress. If you need to talk, call me immediately. Okay?" Khaya: "Okay my baby. You've really grown up now. You're going to make an amazing wife." Me: "Thank you tata." Khaya: "And tell him I'd better not bump into him here in the morning." Me: "Dad no one is here." I chuckled. Khaya: I wasn't born yesterday. Goodnight. I love you." Me: "I love you too dad. Let me walk you out." I walked him to his bedroom. I came back and called him back in. Lakhe: "I was beginning to freeze to death. What did he say?" I closed and locked. Me: "I think he's picking up that mama could be cheating. What scares me most is that, its not going to hurt but it might kill him. He hasn't even found anything out and he's already having heart palpitations." Lakhe: "Damn.... So what do we do? He can't find that out Spho, we have to find a way to keep that person, whoever it is, away from your mom." Me: "Its my uncle." Lakhe: "What!!" Me: "And I don't think its the first time. I think he's caught them before. Its something my mother said, I was eavesdropping and she said 'he can't find out again' its not the first." Lakhe: "Your dad is a great man Spho. He's a real role model. Something like this shouldn't be happening to him." Me: "I don't know Lakhe. I don't know what to do." Lakhe: "Talk to your mother and uncle. Tell them how your father feels at this point. If they don't stop and if he does find out, they will be responsible for his death and that would be the truth." Me: "I guess so." Lakhe: "Give me a kiss. I miss these lips." he kissed me and cuddled me. After a while of just chatting we ended up falling asleep.
In the morning, I woke up to bath and got ready. When I was done getting dressed I went to my parents room to check on dad. He was already on his way out. Me: "How are you guys?" Khaya: "We're well my child. How are you?" Me: "I'm fine tata. Just came to see if you're okay." Khaya: "Thank you princess. I have to go now. I'll be late for work. Travel safe." Me: "Thanks tata." he walked out the door. I checked after 3 minutes and saw his car driving out the gate. Me: "Mama." Mama: "Yes Spho." Me: "I have something I need to tell you and I'm going to need you to listen to me very carefully. I know you keep saying its none of my business, and I should keep out of it but what you're doing is hurting dad already. He came to me last night and told me he wasn't feeling well, something about his heart. Now, as much as he doesn't know what you're doing, the moment he finds out he stands a chance of not surviving through it. I am not willing to lose my father over your carelessness mama. With all due respect when it comes to his health, it becomes my business. And if he does hear about this, and falls sick or die. Please know that I will never forgive you or uncle. Ever." I walked out the door that minute. It hurt for me to actually say all of that but it needed to be said. I wanted to shake her and make her focus on my dad. When I got to my room Lakhe was awake and already on his phone. Lakhe: "I'll sort that out when I get to Joburg in a few hours...Yes....I know....Sandile, get off my phone." he hung up. Me: "Are you hungry?" Lakhe: "No babes. I have to get to the house and pack. We're leaving at 10." Me: "I've already packed." Lakhe: "Then let's get going. Its already 7, we need to be at the airport at 8." Me: "Fine. How do we get to your house?" Lakhe: "Cab is waiting outside. Where is dad?" Me: "He's gone to work. Mama is still in bed. Let's go now." he got up from bed and took my bag for me. The cab was waiting for us and once we got in, drove us to his house. I would always expect to see Sandile here even though he said he's moving to East London. Me: "Who's going to stay with the ducks?" Lakhe: "Taken care of." he rushed to his room and changed his clothes. I followed him, just lingering. Lakhe: "Let's go." Me: "Your clothes." Lakhe: "We'll buy there babes. We're late." Me: "No. We're packing you something to wear." Lakhe: "The conference is only in the evening. We'll be there while its still morning and go shopping together. Why are you carrying your whole wardrobe?" Me: "Mxim." Lakhe: "Leave the bag here. We're starting over in Joburg." I dropped my bag in his room taking only my handbag and laptop then we left for the airport. The drive to the airport was phone call after phone call. It was the price of dating this kind of person. He would always be busy. Me: "Have you booked a hotel?" Lakhe: "For who?" I kept quiet avoiding an embarrassing moment. Lakhe: "Baby?" Me: "Never mind. It was a stupid question." Lakhe: "No such thing as a stupid question love." Me: "Just stupid people right?" Lakhe: "What is it now?" Me: "Nothing." Lakhe: "It doesn't seem like nothing." I sighed and looked out the window. We arrived at the airport and went to check in. Lakhe: "think I need to get my own plane. This can't be my life." he muttered. Me: "WOW." Lakhe: "No baby. This is overdue." we finally got to board our plane.
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When You're Bound To Love
FantasiSpho knows herself to be an ordinary professional young woman with an aspiring career. She was adopted in her teen years by loving parents and raised as the only child. Unexpectedly, she meets her love. Masilakhe Sobekwa. A dangerous highly successf...