KGOMOTSO
Kgomotso: "Like girl, it was so weird!"
We're talking about that weird incident that happened just two hours ago.
Mantwa: "What if he suddenly appears tomorrow?"
Kgomotso: "That better not happen."
I actually like this beach house. I'm enjoying this evening though that creepy guy followed me to the bathroom.
That "o montle" sounded very Tswana. I'm guessing he speaks Setswana.
Khosi: "Motso baby, I know it's been a year since you've been single, but don't you think it's time you opened yourself up to love again?"
This is getting serious.
Kgomotso: "You know, I believe the right one will come at the right time. I'm 23. I still want to travel, explore and do things while I'm still young. I'll find love in the right time."
Mantwa: "Who knows? Maybe that guy is your true love." They laugh.
Really?
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I'm up before everyone else is. I take jogs now. I've been doing that since the beginning of this year. Firstly it was because I realised just how unfit I was after I was in some race with Busi. I thought I was fit but turns out I wasn't. Secondly it's because I found it as a way to get my mind off things. It really does help.
I first do my stretches before I jog.
There's someone next to me, I can feel it. It's weird and it's creeping me out. I look to my right.
Kgomotso: "Hebanna! What the heck?!"
It's that guy from that night.
"Please don't stop on my account." Why is he smiling?
Kgomotso: "Dude, what the hell?! You're creepy! Get away from me! Do your job and kidnap me already!"
"Wait, kidnap? Why would I do that?" This fool is laughing and I'm still trying to catch my breath.
What does he want from me then? Last week, he followed me to the bathroom, today he's jogging with me? What is wrong with him?
"My name is Lesego, by the way." I stare at him. "So you won't tell me what your name is?"
Why should I?
Kgomotso: "No I won't. You could be some stalker for all I know."
Lesego: "I promise, I don't stalk people. Unless you want me to."
Kgomotso: "Mxm. So what are you gonna do after I give you my name?"
Lesego: "Hmm, let's say I take you out for some coffee after this?"
Kgomotso: "Are you asking me out on a date?"
Lesego: "What? No! Ke batla go go itse hela (I just want to get to know you)." He's Tswana. "And to also formally apologise for making you feel uncomfortable that night." I sigh.
Kgomotso: "Kgomotso."
Lesego: "Just Kgomotso?"
Kgomotso: "Are you just Lesego?"
Lesego: "Woah, what's up with the attitude ma'am? I'm Lesego Kunupi." He stretches his hand.
Kgomotso: "Kgomotso Mashaba." My hands meet his and he shakes my hand.
Lesego: "So can we go out for coffee?" I chuckle. Why am I even chuckling? He smiles.
He has a beautiful smile actually. Just that when he flashed his smile the first time, I was irritated that I didn't notice he as beautiful smile.
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LESEGO: HER TRAP
Romance"Now I'm here, 9 months later from the day we met, in Mpumalanga, with bruises that aren't as painful anymore, with six children calling me Ma and the seventh one that's also going to call me Ma when he's old enough to speak, with experience in a ja...
