Chapter 11

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4 MONTHS LATER

At my house

I took my cowboy hat and put on my gumboots then stood up straight looking at Nomonde seating comfortably on the couch.

Me: "We can leave."
Nomonde: "I'll leave later babe you can go."
Me:(sternly) "Nomonde wear your shoes and leave."
Nomonde: "I'll leave later I'm still watching tv."

I huffed and walked to the kitchen..

Me: "If I find you still seating there I'll deal with you."

I clicked my tongue and drank water from the fridge then turned to her. She was standing next to the door zipping up her jacket hiding her pregnancy bump.
I walked out and she followed me.

Nomonde: "Sbani can you please give me some money for cosmetics."
Me: "I don't have money."
Nomonde: "How?"
Me: "I used all the money to pay the workers and there's nothing left."
Nomonde: "That's nonsense Sbani you're just being stingy. Other bayb daddies give their girlfriends money but you don't."
Me: "I'm Sbanisezwe Khambule not other bayb daddies and I don't have money."
Nomonde: "You know I should've aborted this bayb."
Me: "Still I don't have money stop wasting your breath."

I locked the gate behind us.

Nomonde: "I'm pregnant with your child Sbani."
Me:(calmy) "I know babe."
Nomonde: "But you don't spoil me you don't buy me nice things awkwazi nokungkhipha nje." **You don't even take me out**
Me:(rolled my eyes) "Ukhishwa uyinyongoni ntombi?" **You want to be taken out, are you a bile**

She stopped walking and tilted her head up bitting her trembling lower lip.

Me: "If you ever lose that bayb because of unnecessary stress I'll teach you a lesson. Stop acting like a spoilt brat and let's go. If you keep on pissing me off I'll leave you. Craziness is contagious I don't want to go crazy because of you."

She swallowed and rubbed her eyes then followed me.

At Sami's penthouse

She laid on her stomach her feet dangling in the air scrolling through her ipad.
She looked at the pictures of a 6 bed roomed house in a posh neighbourhood an estate agent emailed to her. She was left with R2mil and somehow the estate agent convinced her that buying this house will be a great investment. She gave Simo R1.8mil to start up his business and used the rest on endless trips visiting different African countries.

Renting a penthouse took a hard knock on her bank balance especially with Simo not contributing anything. She smiled in satisfaction, this was her dream house.
She extended her hand and took her phone paging through it and called the estate agent.

Sami: "Hello."
Voice: "Miss Khambule how are you doing?"
Sami: "I'm fine Sir, I'm calling you in connection with the house."
Voice: "You want it?"

She flipped her weave to the side supporting her chin with her fist smiling.

Sami: "I'm sold."
Voice: "Wow! That fantastic, miss you're not going to regret this. When would you like to come and view the house?"
Sami: "Tomorrow if it's possible."
Voice: "Perfect! Should I prepare the paperwork in the meantime? I mean this house is being sold at a cheaper price and already 3 offers has been made and somehow I liked you so I'm willing to ignore them and consider your offer."
Sami: "I'm buying it. It mine already bring the papers and I'll process the payment tomorrow."
Voice: "Let me get right into it mam. Have a good day."
Sami: "Thank you! Bye."

She hang up and laid on her back screaming happily. She's about to purchase a house. "Where are my haters? Come la!"

She leaped up and got down from the bed dancing as she made her way to the radio increasing the volume.

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