Koketso
****She started crying and left me wondering what is wrong with her. I went closer and she cried even harder. ***
Me: Goa what's wrong?
Goa: Please don't hurt me. You can take my car anything you want, just don't hurt me
Me: huh?
Goa: I want to go home.
Me: Okay let's go then.
****I tried touching her and she yanked my hand off her. I unlocked the office door and locked it after we exited. I led the way for her and we got to my car. I drove all the way to her apartment. She was quiet and not even looking at me. We arrived and went in her unit.***
Me: Are you going to be okay?
***She nodded her head yes. I left my car keys on her kitchen counter and left her place. I called Mvelo to fetch me and he arrived 20 minutes later. I got into the car and sighed***
Mvelo: Did you guys fight?
Me: Can we not talk about it?
Mvelo: Where is your car?
Me: I left it with her
Mvelo: Okay... Where are you going now?
Me: My place
Mvelo: okay
Me: Actually, please take me home
Mvelo: alright
Me: Did those two remain at the club?
Mvelo: No. They went out
Me: hmmm
****I kept thinking the whole way about what had just happened. I arrived home and just went straight to my bedroom. The following day, I woke up, made the bed and took a bath. After a long bath I applied lotion and chilled on the balcony in my boxers only. I kept fidgeting with my phone wondering if Goa is okay or not? Contemplating whether I should call her or not. I just did not know what to do. After a good hour and a half, I got dressed and made my way downstairs. ****
Dad: Koketso
Mom: You're home?
Me: yeah. Morning
Mom: Are you okay?
Me: I'm fine mom
Mom: sit down
****I sat down at the dinner table while she was busy left right and center****
Dad: Koki
Me: Papa
Dad: What's wrong?
Me: I don't know
Dad: Women problems?
Me: yeah
Dad: ohh well, you never know
Thobile: morning papa, morning abuti
Us: Morning
Dad: When are you going back to res?
Thobile: Tuesday
Dad: Why?
Thobile: Dad Tuesday.
Naledi: morning people
Dad: Nana
Naledi: papa
Dad: How are you my baby?
Thobile: You didn't ask me that
Dad: akere wena o tshaba skolo (It's because you are bunking school)
Naledi: I am bored papa. I don't have friends
YOU ARE READING
My Mr Bogatsu
Romansa16 years later from Get Up. In this book we follow up on the life of Kagiso and Tintswalo's children as well as the new Mrs Bogatsu, Goapele. Read the story to find out what happens.
