I stupidly fell for a serial killer

CHAPTER 3

We wake up the following morning and prepare everything for our guests. They arrive soon after and the negotiations start. After the negotiations the izibizo starts. Mbo and I are wearing matching traditional outfits mom designed for us. If we didn’t have resemblances you’d mistaken us for a couple.

After the izibizo we serve all the guests. Zee asks me to accompany her, she is serving her fiancé and she asks me to serve his brother because they are standing together. We get to them and give them their food. The brother undresses me with his eyes and my inner goddess is like ‘if you want it come and take it.’

Wandile (Zee’s fiancé): “nabahle bomakoti bami. (you look beautiful my brides.)” We giggle. “Awuvumelani nami Zipho? (Don’t you agree with me Zipho?)”
Zipho: “I agree brother. We should come back for this one.” He says pointing me with his head. I chuckle.

Zee: “well good luck with that Zipho, my sister hates serious relationships.”
Me: “I don’t hate them, I am just allergic to them.” she chuckles.

Zipho: “maybe I can cure your allergy.”
Me: “many have tried and failed. What makes you think you can succeed?”
Zipho: “I am me, I am not many and we definitely don’t have the same medicine.” I smirk at him then turn around and head inside the house.

After all the festivities most guests leave. I go to the cold room to take out my drinks. I love Belgravia cider, I bought myself 24-pack for the weekend. I find none and I sigh in defeat. Whoever took it clearly didn’t know it was mine. I go to my room, take my card and car keys and go outside. Luckily my car is parked outside the gate, Mbo moved it so that the guests can be free around the yard. As I am heading towards my car someone screams my voice. I turn and find Zipho standing just a few inches away from me.

Me: “I am currently thirsty so please, if you wanna talk then we will talk when I come back.”
Him: “where are you going?”
Me: “to a place where they sell alcohol.”

I turn and take a few steps then hop into my car. The passenger door opens and he hops on too. Good Lord help me not strangle the life out of this man. We buckle up then I start the car and drive. He attempts to speak but I raise my hand to shut him up. We get to a bottle store and head inside. I buy my 24-pack and he helps me carry it to the car. We put the booze in the back seat. I take out 1 can and down almost half of it. Damn it is so cold and ishaya khona bahlali.

Zipho: “now can you talk?” I chuckle.
Me: “yeah.” I finish my can and toss it away. We get into the car. I drive out of the club.
Zipho: “so I really like you. You are beautiful and fierce. I’d like to get to know you better.” I glance at him and turn back my attention to the road.
Me: “where do you live?”
Zipho: “Nelspruit.”
Me: “I live in Durban. I have a very demanding job. I am always busy that my friends are my colleagues. My family have to make appointments to meet me. So what makes I will give you my time? What makes you special?”
Zipho: “ehm…”
Me: “if you want pussy just say so. I am very generous in that department. But in the love department sorry. You can search elsewhere.” I park the car where Mbonisi parked it before and leave him dumbstruck.

I find Mbo with my cousin Ntando and I ask them to help carry my booze inside. We get inside and I tell them to put the 18-pack in my room while I put the 5 cans in the freezer which is in the kitchen. Ingigilile I cold room. All the guests leave including the in-laws. Only family is left. We sit at the backyard and get drunk together with Zee.

The following morning we wake up, clean the house and the yard while mom prepares breakfast for everyone with the help of Musa and Simo’s wives. They serve breakfast and after breakfast all the family members leave except for Nana and Papa. I go to my room to take a shower. After that I get dressed and go to the lounge. Nana tells me that I should go to the patio because Papa is waiting for me there. I quickly head there and find him sitting, I sit on the chair next to him. He hands me a file. I open it.

Papa: “the serial killer you’re looking for. He is situated in Free State. Everything you should know about him is inside that envelope. He is a very dangerous man Nzeke please be careful. Don’t undermine him. He isn’t like any other killer you have ever dealt with before. He is a little stupid and that makes him unpredictable.” Papa sometimes helps me with leads when I am at a dead end. He is a very resourceful man. I page the file and find out that the man I am looking for is Siyathokoza Mthombeni. Such a beautiful name for a killer.

Me: “does he know me?”
Papa: “no but he is aware that a shark detective is after him. He is targeting UFS now. Do your job and save those innocent girls before he murders them.”
Me: “okay Papa and thank you for this.”
Papa: “when are you leaving?”
Me: “tomorrow morning.”
Papa: “when are you going to visit my wife and i?”
Me: “after solving this case I will take a leave and I will surely come and visit you. Even if it’s just for a week.”
Papa: “that’s good to hear. Your grandma wanted you guys to have some quality time together so go to her.” I laugh.
Me: “quality time with Nana is always the worst.” He also laughs because he knows his wife’s definition of fun includes old grannies’ things or extreme youngsters’ fun. Like bungee jumping and all those activities which get your blood pumping faster than ever before.
We get inside the house and find Nana with Connie and Zee looking like they are going to the beach. We sit down and Yenziwe comes and sits on my lap. He hardly talks which is normal for a 2 year old. He plays with my hair and giggles while doing it.

Dad: “your hair amuses him.” he chuckles.
Papa: “this boy is taking long to start speaking.”
Nana: “he reminds me of Simo. He started speaking when he was close to 4 years.”
Zee: “that late?” she asked with a shocked expression. Nana nods and stands up.
Nana: “gentlemen we will have to love and leave you. As ladies with need some bonding time away from you.” I stand up.
Me: “let me grab my phone and purse. Which car are we using?”
Connie: “your dad’s and I am driving. Last time mama drove I puked.”
Papa: “she drives like Paul Walker. I have warned her multiple times but she doesn’t listen.”

I quickly rush to my room because this chat won’t end well. My nana is an adrenaline junkie. Before she met papa she used to be a baker. She dad a crazy life. Anyways I take my phone, handbag and head back to the lounge. Dad tells me that the ladies are waiting for me in the car. I get to the car and mom drives to a resort. When we get there a lady leads us to a spa. I owe nana an apology because I was so convinced that we are going sky diving this time around. We take off our clothes and the ladies start massaging us.

Me: “so Zee when is the big day?”
Zee: “in three months. You are my maid of honor right?”
Me: “are you asking me or are you telling me?” she giggles.
Zee: “take it however you want.”
Me: “I guess I will apply for a leave that correspond with your wedding.”
Nana: “you will visit us after the wedding right?”
Me: “definitely.”

We continue with our spa day and after that we have late lunch here at the resort.
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