Zinhle's POV
(the next day)
After that whole situation last night, we left I couldn't deal with their stunts. So today I took leave from work because GIRLLL I need it. So right now, it's 6am and I'm in my bed but Khathu is not in bed. So, I got out of bed to look for Khathu I find him sitting on the patio looking into the distance deep in thought.
"Hey." I saying breaking he silence and breaking his sense of thought.
"Hey my love." He says look at me with a smile. I walk towards him and he makes me sit on his lap and he kisses my check. "Are you okay? How do you feel from yesterday?" he asked
I sigh "yeah I guess," I say when he makes me look him in the eyes and asked the question again." yes baby I am okay it's just that this is not the first time they act like this." I tell him
"Talk to me baby." You know what's funny I haven't opened to Khathu about my growing up and stuff all he knows is that my father passed away and that's about it.
"Yho where should I start?" I say thinking about what I should say.
"Start from the beginning s'thandwa sam" he say I sigh I nod okay.
I narrate from the beginning "So basically my bio dad and mom divorced when I was really young like I was 2 years old. So, then my mom met my stepdad when I was 5years old. But then we found out my bio dad was ill. But thing is I lived with my grandmother my mom's mom because my dad's mom passed away. So then after my mom and stepdad got married then I was told that my brother and I were going to move in with them. So, the step up was we visit our father during the weekends, and we live with our mom and stepdad. When we moved in with my stepdad, he took me and my brother to private schools. Like I won't lie he loved my mom and us so much. It was like we gave him a free trail into fatherhood, and to be honest he did everything for us and I appreciate him for that and love that man. Then a few months later my father passed away. So we had to go bury him and stuff. When we came back things were okay for a year. Then one day my parents sat me down and told me I had to call my stepdad baba. Which I didn't mind to honest but what I didn't like was that it forced upon me and brother until we found out why we had to call him baba." I say
" what was the reason." Khathu asked wiping a tear that slipped from my eyes.
" my mom was pregnant with my sister Amahle and now when I look at it I makes sense but still. Anyways we agreed. Then when she was born they were cold to me and Scelo it was like we didn't exist. So basically Scelo and I became closer because of that. He started getting in trouble at school so that made our case worse because the happy couple would be mean to us like sometimes for no reason. Then months later they told us that they want to change our surnames from Dlamini to Cele. Because they said that everyone living in this house will have the same last name and to be honest at that point I just didn't care anymore but in my heart I knew I was a Dlamini. So then their behaviour became very off but they still provided for us. Then they had Ntombi and Siya hhayi ke at that point it was bad. Like so bad that after high school Scelo left and shem I didn't blame him. Then when mom noticed that he would only call me and never call her she was 'heart broken' she told her husband then he called a family meeting. In that meeting he called our dad out of his name but thing is he ALWAYS did that. Saying things like " I gave you this life not this dead bastard of yours." " I am your real father I provided a good life for you." Then he made Scelo call mom every week and he had to until he was done with uni. Thing at home were mid like they ere bad mom would constantly comment on my weight, hair marks. Anything she could nitpick on she did. Then after high school I went to uni then I limited my calling home to once a week and only spoke to my siblings. Even though our relationship wasn't great I love my siblings so much. So when they noticed I called mom less dad told me to call his wife more then I'll see. So I did. When I graduated, I stopped all contact from them. While I was doing that Scelo changed his surname back to Dlamini and guess what they were not happy about that but what could they do. So I blocked the old people they tried contacting for 2.5 years till one day they finally got a hold of me and gave a sob story. I "forgave" them but maintained my distance ever since." I say.
He looks at me with so much pitty. "Baby if you continue looking at me like that I'll get off your lap." I tell him.
"sorry it's just that you went through a lot baby. This makes me hate them like disgusting people do such." He then hugs me so tightly then I start crying in his arms and he carries me to our bed and cuddles me till I sleep.
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I woke up and check the time it's now 13:30 I get out off bed and take a bubble bath. Do my skincare. I wear my lounge skims outfit tie my hair in a bun and go down stairs. I find my man working wearing his glasses. Guys when this man wears glasses, he is so beautiful. He looks up and smiles as I walk to him. I give him a kiss and sat next to him he closes his laptop and looks at me.
"How are you feeling my love." He says pulling closer to me putting my legs on his lap. Massaging my feet.
" yea I am okay. Thank you." I say in a soft voice
"what for my love?" he questions
"for listening to me and allowing me to pour my heart out and not judging me and for loving me the way I am all broken and stuff. I am grateful for you and I thank God for you everyday." I tell him
"baby I am your husband I am meant to be the shoulder you cry on my love. I love you so much and seeing you cry so painfully broke my heart. I will do anything to help you heal my love." He tells me leaving my feet and kissing me so passionately I felt everything he said in that kiss. "now let me feed my baby." He says then he gets up and makes me a meal.
As I watch him make me food I just can't believe how lucky I am to call him husband. One thing about the Lord I serve he answers prayers. <3
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