Nokukhanya (Chapter 12)

Chapter 12

●Langa Gumede

Waking up today felt like a drag, I don’t know how many times I have snoozed my alarm the damn thing was irritating and I ended up switching off my phone. Nokukhanya is seriously fucking up my mind. I couldn’t sleep, I’ve been tossing and turning the whole night because of her once again she has occupied my mind.

When I saw her yesterday my heart skipped a beat like the very first time I saw her. Mzwa was right she looked beautiful, she gained weight in all the right places and I just wanted to kiss her but I’m a married man now I need to respect my wife. Speaking of wife let me call her.

The phone rings for the forth time now. I just wonder where she is normally she picks up at the first ring. I get up and get ready for the day.

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“Morning.” I greet when I find Mzwandile and my brother already having breakfast.

“Good morning.” Mzwandile replies. I start dishing out for myself before sitting down.

They are both looking at me making it difficult for me. This is awkward.

Shit I need to apologize.

“Mzwandile I am sorry for my behavior izolo that shouldn’t have happened. I shouldn’t have taken my frustration out on you. For that I apologize.”

“Apology accepted.” He says and I nod and start eating.

“But Langa tell me this…do you have feelings for her?” He asks and I choke on my food.

What’s his problem? Is he trying to kill me?

“Why do you ask? Do you have feelings for her as well?” My brother comes to my rescue however throwing me under the bus too. How can he say ‘as well' he just told Mzwa how I feel.

“I do. And seeing that your brother is already involved with someone, I would like to take a shot at her and ask her out.” This fucker!

“Langelihle will that be a problem if Mzwa asks table girl out?” Definitely!

“Why would it be a problem? I mean he is married.” He says then looks at me.

“You have a wife and a baby on the way so it shouldn’t be problem for you right?”

“Yeah man.”

“Then I’m asking her out and I hope that wont create any issues between us.”

“It wont relax. Excuse me I need to get ready for our meeting.”  I say then get up. I won’t sit here and listen to this bullshit.

“About that… we not going to meet Patrick at his office but his house.”

Let me just walk away before I say something I’m going to regret. I wonder why we have to go to his house instead of the office what if she told them about us and now they don’t want to do business with us. That would be lost for both companies.

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We on our way to Patrick’s house now and I must say my brother is driving very slow. It’s just us, I don’t know where Mzwa went it’s been awkward since he basically confessed his feelings about her.

“Langelihle Gumede.” He wants something from me.

“Mhhmm.”

“Are you okay?” He asks not looking at me.

“Yean I’m good.”

“You know you can always talk to me. I’m your brother and I’ll always have your back no matter what.”

“I know.”

“Now tell me…what’s wrong.”

“Nothing I’m good. I’m just worried about Fikile I’ve been trying to get hold of her with no avail and that’s so unlike her.”

“Okay.” He doesn’t like her not at all. Linda thinks that my wife slept her way to the top before that’s why it was so easy for her to warm herself in our family.

“We will be legally married next year you know that right…so whatever hate or dislike you have for her needs to end.”

“She won’t be married to me so I don’t have to like her. We here.” He says getting of the car and not even waiting for me to reply him. I just hate tension especially when I’m stuck in the middle.

This is a beautiful house. I must ask them about this estate since I’ll be moving this side.

Butler has a beautiful home and a gorgeous wife, Samantha. She welcomed us and offered us breakfast while her husband was fetching the contract. I’m not sure how to put it but she seemed nervous.

“Gentlemen I’m sorry I had to call you guys here but I figured since the hotel you staying in is near my house it was for the best to come here than driving to the office.”

“Patrick thank you. Are you happy with everything? Any concerns…changes?” I say.

“No…I’ve already signed and sent it to my Attorney to che-" We get interrupted by a crying baby.

“I’m sorry I’ll go check on her.” Samantha says running off. I didn’t know they had grandchildren. He told me it was just the both of them in SA their children moved back to England two years ago when we first met.

“My granddaughter… she slept here with us. I swear my wife has replaced me with her.” He chuckles.

“You kids are visiting.?” I ask.

“No no... this is Sunshine’s girl…both of them are my family.” Sunshine? She called her Sunshine yesterday didn’t he? Daughter? She has a daughter? Could it be? No I don’t think so.

“Sunshine?” My brother asks.

“Yes Nokukhanya has a daughter a two yea-.” He gets cut off by his walking in holding a crying baby.

“She can’t stop crying. Have you seen her teddy?” She asks.

“No. Did you call Sunshine?” He asks her.

“She’s not picking up. I’m sorry for disturbing your meeting.” She says looking at us. This baby can’t stop crying and I can’t even see her face since she is hiding her from us.

“I think we should leave. Everything will be finalized by my attorney and you will get your copy of the contract as well. Thank you for doing business with us Patrick.”  I say shaking his hands and preparing to leave.

“Thank you gentlemen.”

Patrick takes the baby from her and she stops crying immediately. Then she complains that the kid always wants him.

“I’m never having kids.” My brother says as soon as we get to our car. A car drives in. It’s her. She gets off from her car looking at us then greets and walks inside not even waiting for us to reply her. I see she is still rude as she gets.

“Let it be. Not today.” My brother reprimands me.

“I have to speak to her Linda before we go back.”

“Langa…”

“Just five minutes please.” I get from the car marching inside. She needs to explain herself.

“Did he see her?” I hear her asking Samantha but I don’t hear the response.

“Nokukhanya.” They are both startled by me. She’s holding her baby.

“Langa…” She’s nervous. But why. I look at her child and she’s…

“I will take her so you guys can talk.”

“Who’s child is that?”

“Sunshine give me the baby and talk to him.” Samantha says taking the baby from her and she shakes her head.

“Sunshine…” Repeatedly she shakes her head. Then I see her. I see my daughter. She had my daughter all along and she had no decency to let me know.

“Nokukhanya…is…is she…is she mine?”

This cannot be happening. She definitely looks like my other daughter. No doubt that this is my daughter and she kept her away from me for fucken two years!

“Answer me dammit!” I seethed. Banging the table.

●Nokukhanya Ngwenya

Jesus!

He is extremely angry. How do I answer him and make him understand that it wasn’t my intention to keep her away from him. He bangs the table again and I get a fright.

“I asked you a question and I need you to answer me right this minute. Is that my daughter?”

“Yes.” It comes out as a whisper. And I watch him change from being angry to something I cannot even describe then out of know where he laughs.

“Langa…I’m sorry.” I say.

“You kept me away from my daughter and you say sorry? How is that going to help me huh?” I don’t say anything. I’m scared of him I wont lie this is not the same man who took my virginity.

“Two years Nokukhanya! Two years! I asked you if you were pregnant and you never gave me an answer! Two years!” Ahh when did he ask me? I don’t remember him asking me that. He did. Remember when you graduated, he asked you if you slept with someone else other than him. My subconscious reminds me and I keep quiet again.

This is not happening.

“You have ruined everything you know that and if you think I’m going to let this thing go you have another thing coming I’m telling you.”  Is he threatening me. Why would he say something like that. I didn’t do this on purpose.

“Are you threatening me?” He chuckles. A cold chuckles.

“That’s a promise.” He turns and leaves.

What just happened?

I hear their car drives off. I’m still rooted at the same place. What did he mean I have another thing coming? I pray to God he wont do anything to my daughter.

“How was he?”

“He threatened me Samantha. Do you think he will take her away from me.” I ask and the look on her gives me chills.

I hope not because I wont take that shit from anyone. My daughter is my life and I will fight for her. Is it my problem that his daughter chose to hide herself till birth? Damn right Not!

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It’s been a horrible three days of my life. I must say I’m walking on egg shells with this situation I’m having with Langa and plus he is in my mind all the damn time. I haven’t seen him since he threatened me and that’s driving me crazy not knowing what he will do. He call the day after to finalize the paperwork and everything is in order now and he will be moving this side some time next year. After we signed the contract I moved back to my house. Patrick has been on my case wanting to know what’s going and I’m not ready to tell him as yet and I hope and pray that Samantha wont say anything to him during their love making session. She promised me.

I’m bathing my baby now. We going for her monthly check-up and she’s so happy with no stress. I wish I was her so carefree and no worries. There’s a knock on my door disturbing our mother daughter moment who ever it is must wait ngoba I am going to finish bathing her then dress her before I attend to them.

Dammit! Can they not leave me alone. I need to complain to management stru phela this is not the first time that the security isn’t notifying me that I have a visitor.

I pick her up and go to attend to my intruder.

Its him.

He is here.

I thought he left. Why is  he still in Cape town and how did he know where I leave.

What must I do….he is just standing there looking at us. Move so he can come inside. My subconscious reminds me of my manners that went out of the window when I saw him.

I move aside and he comes in mumbling a thank you.

“Unjani.”

“Ngiyaphila wena unjani.” I greet back.

“Can’t complain. Can I have something to drink please.” He asks and I nod going to my kitchen with Nonjabulo on my hip busy playing with my braids.

Shit! I have to put her down so I can be able to get a glass from the top shelf. And I don’t want too…what if he takes her from me while I’m busy opening the cardboard.

“Do you need help.” He says behind me and I jump a bit.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.” He says giving me the glass and I pour him juice and literally ran away from him.

“Why are you here?” I ask. The suspense is killing me. Instead of answering my question he stares at me. Talk about awkward.

“Langa…”I say and Nonjabulo tries to copy me and say ‘Lala' and He smiles. The smile that can make me drop my panties again and give him my virginity for the second time.

Ask him if he wants to hold her? What no! Ask her Khanyo! Bitch shut up!

“Do you want to hold her.”  I say and he shoots me a look since he was looking at her.

“You can hold her if you want though.” He stands and walks to me and I hand over our daughter to him. The sight is beautiful.

“Hello baby…Sawubona MaGumede…” She smiles her daddy smile that always turns to a beautiful giggle. He is so smitten with her and right now I think I don’t exist in their little bubble.

My baby girl is being showered with kisses and she can’t stop laughing.

Oooh Lord Jesus what have I done.

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