Nkosinaye POV
Nkosizonke:Hay ngeke bhuti mina ngikhathele.Soloko nje sisebenza usukela ksasa .Hay cha
That's my brother complaining about mere hand work lapha emaplasini.The thing is we are here at the homesteads,in my mom's side of the family in Qamatha.Umuntu lapha nje uyazisebenzela,royalty or not.I've got green hands, I like anything to do with nature and the garden.Which is why I bought a farm this side,so that I could actually have something to look forward to do.
My great thinking actually came into handy ngoba namhlanje ngivele ngavuka ngafuna ukungcolisa izandla zami.
Lesi siduphunga wanted to tag along,claiming that he's bored and all that childish shit.I allowed him to as long as he would be quiet.Aaiihh.Ever since we got here oko eyiscefe engenzi kwalutho,hlezi ebhekane nami.
Me:Ukhathele?Kahle kahle ukhathele ubusenzani?
I ask him while holding the spade I was using.
Him:haw...I helped you dig up those things...what do we call them in Zulu?
Before I can answer his typical cheese boy question,umnxeba wami uvele akhale.I pat my overall pockets looking for it kodwa angiwuboni.After moments of searching for it, I finally find it underneath the jacket I was wearing before it got hot.The sun this side does not play with anyone.As soon as I see who's in need of my attention, I dismiss my brother saying ang'lethele amanzi.
*Phone Conversation *
Me:Yah
Mark:We got something
Me:Khuluma ngilalele
Mark:He has been in hiding in Pretoria for the past 2 and a half months now. I assume he saw that we found him which was why he booked a flight to Zambia.We all know how much Bruce azithanda ngayo iingcosi so Sbu got someone who is a certain Lerato who made sure to sit next to him lapha kwi plane.Lerato will play her part which is seducing him and making sure he takes her to his destination in Zambia.
Me:What if he takes Lerato to a hotel instead of his exact hiding place?
Mark:Remember we made sure to strip him off his wealth which is why I doubt he will have enough money to book into a hotel.He'll take her straight to his hiding place,that way, Lerato will be able to email us his exact address.Then voila we've got your treasure bafo.
Me:Manimtholile take him to the warehouse in Johannesburg,I'll be there.
Mark:Sure bozza.
I cut the call ,smiling like a motherfucken retard.Yah neh...Igundane sengilitholile and now seyiskathi solidlisa uratex.This fool actually thought he could steal my hard earned 500 hundred thousand and get away with it.500k is just change compared to what I have but fuck that,it's still my money,definitely not ours or his.My brother comes back with the water and I sigh looking at it.The only thing I'm thirsty for is that fools blood baba.
Nkosizonke:Bafo
He says handing me the water.
Me:Ngiyazibongela angisawafuni.
Him:Hayke manje uyangijwayela.
Me:(chuckling)Ukhuluma nabani kanjena?
He doesn't respond.He just takes the water,pours it on my plants and then leaves.Nxx ishlama,we'll see who he goes back home with.He has his own car but he said it was too expensive to be ruined by these potholed roads and unruly farm animals.I did say he was a cheese boy. I continue ploughing for about two more hours while listening to maskhandi on my radio.I then pack up and go to my farm workers cause I feel like being generous today.
Me:Sanibonani
They all greet putting their tools down and stop working so they can listen to what I have to say.
Me:I've come here to announce that I'll be giving you all raises for your hardworking and determination.You'll be having an increase of 25 % of what you usually get paid.That is R7000 per week and R28000 per month.You all deserve it,Thank you for lending me your ears.
I leave them there all excited and thanking me at the same time.It saddens me to see old women and men,who are way older than my own parents,working in those fields for long hours just so they can fend for their families.But I guess it's part of life.I must say that it feels good to have people who appreciate what you do for them,I'm no angel ,I'm sure even God can affirm that.But word is...it's good to do good sometimes.
I walk back to my village car,which is a four by four double cab Ford Ranger.I see my brother already buckled up on the passengers seat.He's on the call with someone so I just get in and start driving.As I'm driving,my mind takes me back to the soothing voice I heard in my head that day.I find myself smiling as I think about how that voice said sthandwa sam.
Let me reintroduce myself.
Igama ngingu Nkosinaye Bangizwe Zulu.I'm 37 years of age.I'm a billionaire businessman who owns plenty of clubs,restaurants, hotels and plots.I'm an investor to newly formed companies and I'm also the founder of my 2022 NB CO's Recruit company.I'm part of the mafia based in Italy and I also have my own gang in the underground world.I currently moved to live in Houghton in Johannesburg. I don't like Johannesburg or any other city for that matter.I prefer being back in the in the makhayas.I'm old fashioned maybe that's why okhokho bakithi sebengikhethe ukuthi ngibe yiNkosi yakwa Zulu emva kobaba.I'm a calm and open minded man who knows what he wants.I have the ability to voice out my concerns,feelings and opinions making it seem like I'm demanding at times.I have anger management issues that I actually go to therapy for.I've been told I'm a clean freak,which I also think I am because yerr I hate ubumdaka.Another thing I hate is being shouted at ngoba why ungakhoni ukhuluma kahle njengomuntu onekhanda elilungile?
Apparently I'm rude,ignorant and intimidating to many.The reason why I'm so picky about the women I fuck with, is because some of them catch feelings,some are just useless whores while some had the ngila to try and pin their pregnancies on me in hopes of making me their walking machine.The other one 2 months ago, tried giving me ubheka mina ngedwa but because there is Ubaba uRhambalikamdoni in my life, I saw what her plan was before she even put it to motion.I got rid of her before she could even spell her ugly name.What kind of parent calls their child Brant? Nxx abantu bayakuthanda ukuphuza.A name is supposed to have a deep sensible meaning.
We finally get home and I stay outside to have a smoke.Such thoughts depress the shit out of me.I chew on a hall just to clear my breath and get inside the house.I get welcomed by the lovely aroma of food.I just know my mom cooked up a storm.Uyalishaya ibhodo uma.
Nkosikayise:Aww bafo
Me:Yebo bhuti
We greet each other and dash off to the kitchen. I find my dad holding my mom on her waist while she's stirring the pot.Mmhm must be nice,he even has his head on the crook of her neck.I have to stop this before they make baby number five in my grandma's kitchen.While at that ukuphi uma omkhulu?
I clear my throat,taking them out of their love bubble. I smile walking towards them.
Me:Mageba
Baba:Sende likababakhe engilithandayo.
I glare at him,causing them to laugh.What the heck is wrong with my dad!?
Me:Ndlovukazi yami.
Baba:(playfully)Eyakho ?
Ma:The last time I checked I was your father's queen not yours
Baba:Maybe the coma he was in ,confused him a bit,Umqondo nje akahlangani.Angithi nhliziyo yam?
Ma:Yebo baba
Me:Haw kodwa aningithandi
My grandma walks in responding to my statement
Khulu:And that's okay ngoba your khulu loves you.
Me:(smiling)molo khulu
All my three brothers walk in following each other like a flock of sheep.
Ma:Hayini why is everyone crowded in here? This is a cooking space not a board room.
Dad:Ngicela nisidedele ,nithole mna nomkam sizihlelele lana.(may you guys please leave,I was with my wife in this kitchen )
Khulu:Asambeni ngane zami. (Let's go my kids)
Mom:Dinner is almost ready so please settle down.
We all turn to leave heading to the dining room.Khulu keeps on asking us the most random questions while we wait for the food.A few minutes later,mom brings our dishes and asks Nkosi to say grace.
Nkosi:Lord we pray you bless our food and the hands that made it.Be with those with no dinner because of life struggles.Amen.
Us:Amen
We immediately start digging in with complete silence,one can even hear their own thoughts.I break the silence by saying
Me:I'm leaving for Johannesburg in the wee hours of the morning.
Khulu:(sadly)but why?
Me:It's work related but I'll make sure I take some time to come and visit you again.
She smiles and we continue eating.We as the sons,offer to wash the dishes once we are done eating.I carry the dishes to the kitchen and clear the table. Nkosi washes,Nkosikayise wipes and Nkosizonke packs away the dishes.We chat up a storm while laughing at the most ridiculous shit Nkosizonke keeps saying.
Nkosikayise:Wena Nkosizonke,do you even know how to shela a girl ? (Ask out)
Me:I doubt this one bafo. (Brother)
The three of us chuckle at the thought of him not being able to.He glares at us
Nkosizonke:Braz...A guy doesn't have to be the one asking a girl out,stop being backward thinkers.It's the 21st century now,it's totally fine for the whole process to be vice versa.Guys are expected to do a lot in a relationship for example making the first move,reassuring the girl that he loves her all the time,buy her gifts/princess treatment and constantly sending texts just to update the girl about their life.What about ourselves ? Our prince treatment ? Those are probably one of the few reasons why I don't do relationships. I just tap then pass.
Nkosi:Yho that was a handful...but what you just said is really true
Nkosikayise:You should consider being a radio speaker or reporter.Cause yerr uyakwazi ukhuluma mfana.(you can speak a lot)
Me:It seems like we are done here.Let's head to our rooms,ngikhathele.(I'm tired)
Them:(simultaneously)Ulale kahle Nkosi yakwa Zulu
Mnxm these idiots! I walk to my room,change into my sleepwear and as I'm about to drift off to lala land
Voice:Pray sthandwa sam.
The soothing voice says and I immediately kneel down and start praying.Fuck.When last did I do this?With the way I've sinned I'm sure my prayers will only reach this roof.Sigh
I then drift off as I think about this mysterious voice.What do you think about the way society made it seem like men are the only ones who are supposed to be asking out the opposite party?
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