The curse

finale

Finale
3 months later
Khanyisa
Its been an hectic 3 months from being crowned Queen to traditionally marrying Nkosinye and having him being crowned King. We now both run the two villages as one. We have just move in to the house that in between the two kingdom. Iv changed my home back at Entabeni into an orphanage and crisis center with the help of local social workers. Malume Khulekani has moved from here to Johannesburg to run mother other business. I woke up and went to go make breakfast while Nkosinye slept. When done I went over my emails and sorted them out and Nkosinye walked in while I was doing that. He kissed my forehead and sat down already dressed in his suite and has his Royal beads on so I guess his meeting the council today.
Nkosinye: I have a council meeting until 1 we talking about the bridge project
Me: oh that nice. I continued to scroll down my emails and deleting. Its been months since I sorted them out and right there was an email from my father dated a day of his passing. My eyes got blurry and Nkosinye came to kneel in front of me.
Nkosinye: Hy... talk to me... he kissed my forehead as I pointed to the phone. He picked it up and saw the email and looked at me crushing me in a bear hug that somehow made things much better.

Nkosinye
I looked at my beautiful wife as she tried to control the tears. Her parents death still takes a toll on her but nonetheless she has pulled through. My family has taken a toll on my father death but somehow we make it work. My mother is one strong woman to survive the loss of her one and only love. I carried her to our bedroom and put her in the covers and sat looking at her.
Me: Do you want to read it now or You going to wait for me?
Khanyisa: I rather wait. Am going to sleep a bit am feeling dizzy.
Me: alright. I left her in the room and went to the meeting.

Khulekani
I walked into the coffee shop and got my coffee ready and sat down and as usual 5 minutes later the lady who works from across walks in and orders the chicken mayo sandwich and some coffee after a while she left and as usual smiled when she looked my way. I got up and walked back to the office. Maybe just maybe they is life after everything that i have been through. Maybe they is a possibility that ill find love at 50. I walked out with a smile on my face and it sure felt foreign as its been months since iv smiled.

Khanyisa
I woke up and felt dizzy still, so i made lemon water and sat in the covers drinking it and just than Nkosinye walks in. He kisses my forehead and sits looking at me
Me: hy how was the meeting.
Nkosinye: better than I expected we shall start work soon. How have you been?
Me: iv been better these past few days iv been having dizzy spells and  extreme headaches.
Nkosinye: Want to go to the doctor just for a check up. He asked as he removed his coat and shoes and got in bed with me and snuggled me closer. I closed my eyes for a few minutes than took my phone and went to emails than click on the email from my father.
𝙈𝙮 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘿𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚a𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚a𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙢 𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚.
I felt tears blurr my eyes and Nkosinye hugged me tighter than took my phone from me and cleared his throat to read for me:
𝘼𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 a 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝘼𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚. 𝘼𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙌𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚. 𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙘a𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝a𝙩 𝙞𝙛. 𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙢 𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝a𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙄𝙫 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙄𝙫 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨. 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨. 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣. 𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚.𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙃𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙩 a 𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙅𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙚𝙨. 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙. 𝙄𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙅𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙪𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚a𝙧𝙘𝙝 𝙬𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙃𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣a𝙡 𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙕𝙪𝙡𝙪 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬a𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢a𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙡𝙮. 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨. 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙄 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙩𝙝a𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙. 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙅𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙨𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙥𝙚a𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 20 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚. 𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙣 a𝙣𝙙 𝙉𝙠𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙚 𝙄 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙬𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 a𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩

𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝘿𝙖𝙙
𝘼 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧.

I looked at nkosinye covered in tears all over my face as he put the phone away and hugged me. My fathers words echoed in my head so he died because he wanted me to be happy and have a normal life. He sacrificed himself for us and our love. My mother died because she couldn't live without her soul mate. King jali died because he wanted to see his son have something that belong to him and only him. As for my grandfather maybe the shock of not having his son alive resulted in him dying. Am truly blessed with the most selfless parent ever. The one who pushes for my happiness first before his. A parent who made sure to give me more than what I asked for but mostly a parent who knew that losing a child or being in a loveless marriage would have broke me more than anything. I cried for the sacrifices that they always made for me and cried for they selfless love they gave me but mostly I cried at the thought or possibility that Ill be a mother someday and my kids will bring nothing but honour to our name.  I felt lighter and content with the love I receive from my husband and his constant care and I knew I wouldn't swap the events of my life to anything as long as I have this. We cuddled for what seemed like hours than he slowly kissed me making me feel all type of way.
Nkosinye: How you feeling?
Me: Much better. I love you i smiled getting closer to him
Nkosinye: I love you too and more, Now let practice on making kids... I giggled as he removed my clothes and made sweet love to me until my body felt like mash... I dozed off with nothing but a feeling of contentment and peace

........The end.....
PS: I want to thank you all in this crazy imagination of mine and I hope you enjoyed as much as I did. I have another book coming up called THE KHUZWAYO's its a continuation from THE STRUGGLE. your support is very much appreciated. Love light and Peace❤️🤍🤗