Nokukhanya (Chapter 4)

Chapter 4

●Nokukhanya Ngwenya

This is witchcraft I’m telling you. Its been 5 days since I collided with that stupid board and my head bump is still here visible for everyone to look at and laugh at me.

That man in a suit…that sexy man came by to give me back my phone he was the one I bumped to in the club and that was very nice of him to return it. I had wild thoughts about him when he asked me if I was okay I have already pictured us married with kids you know the life us girls dream about but my wild freaky thoughts and fairy tale ending was immediately erased by that ring I saw in his finger. I don’t look at married men and I don’t date married men. So his picture in my mind was gone. I got so bored that I thank him for my phone and left Cindy to drool over him like I said…married men do not exist in my life.

The following day I received call a for an interview which is tomorrow and I’m so excited about it. My first real interview i hope this goes well for me because I need a break.

Cindy is doubtful about this so we are going check out the company after work she asked Jabu to drive us there  since Vic has been missing in action since the skinny Jean dilemma.

“The company exists it’s legit.” She says sounding very happy and excited the minute we parked in front of it.

“So does this head bump… the interview is tomorrow Cindy and this shit is still here.” I whine making Jabu laugh.

“You do look cute nge poyoyo.” Jabu teases me and he gets a hit on his shoulders while laughing at me.

“Don’t mind him… it will be gone tomorrow.”

“I don’t think so…My life is ruined!”

“Stop being a drama queen! You are going for the interview tomorrow bump or bump. Babe let’s go home.” She says.

“Yes Mam…”

Ooh God I wish it was that simple. Cindy doesn’t know what this means to me this can be my big break…the one I’ve been praying for and to say she has been ignoring me about her leaving me is also getting to me her words was ‘let’s worry about the interview now and we will talk after it’ When I asked her what she meant.

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I’m early! Even the lady at the reception is not here as yet. I’m an hour early this good on my side but I hope I don’t look desperate with this stupid head bump on my forehead.

This is a beautiful reception area. Simply decorated with its white and grey colours yet so elegant and sophisticated.

“Good morning… can I help you?.” I turn to look at who is greeting me with this sexy voice I remember this voice…Its him. I want to roll my eyes at him for being married but I don’t.

“Good morning…I’m here for my interview but I think I’m a bit early. Do you work here as well?”

When I googled this company there wasn’t any photos for the employees and the management. Their fucken website chowed my data for nothing I’m still mad about that and I feel like I need to be reimbursed for wasting my time. What does he do here he looks like those big shot supervisors or a manager. But never judge a book by its cover who knows he can be a cleaner here.

“The earliest bird catches the fattest worm so they say and I do work here as well. Have you had any coffee as yet?”

“No thank you but I’ll pass I don’t want to be running to the loo during my interview.” I say and laugh. Shit I’m being weird right now.

“Uhm…okay. Good luck with your interview.”

“Thank you.” I respond to him smiling and he walks away leaving me checking him out…what a sexy ass.

Nokukhanya stop! He’s married snap out of it!

“Like what you see.” Says a human doll…all perfectly dressed In formal she over did the make-up though but I wish she could teach me how to do my brows like hers…perfectly drawn!

“Excuse me?”

“Nothing. Good morning you must be Nokukhanya Ngwenya correct?…here please fill this in and I will let Mr Gumede know you are here.”

“I thought my interview was with Mrs Cele…the email said that.”

She ignores me and dial on her phone. This bitch just ignored me. I hand over the form once I’m done and wait for Barbie doll here to let me know what she wants from me.

“Please go to the elevator…last floor the lady there…Her name is Fikile will show you Mr Gumede's office then you can proceed to Mrs Cele from there.”

I nod and walk away. There’s no need to say thank you to her after the way she just treated me.

Receptionist can be very unnecessarily rude sometimes.

●Langa Gumede

She’s early and she’s more beautiful than the last time I saw her even with that bump on her forehead. I hope she doesn’t mess this up because a sight of her everyday will surely brighten up my day. Something about her though that doesn’t sit right with me she doesn’t look taken by my charm and looks like the rest of them.

“Mr Gumede good morning. Someone is here for you should I let her in it’s the lady for the interview.”

“No! Uhm let them interview her first then she can see me afterwards. I want to talk to Joyce before she does the interview though and I want to talk to my brother as well please.”

“Okay sir.” Fikile drops the call and i stand up to go look outside to calm my suddenly pounding heart. Why am I nervous.

“You wanted to see me?”

“You need to learn to knock before you let yourself in.”

“Sorry. I ...”

“Its fine. Where were you? You didn’t come home last night.”

“Langa you need to understand that I’m grown up now you cant worry about me all the time.” I sigh in frustration. Linda is the only person I worry about. He goes out every night and I don’t want to lose him like I lost my girls.

“I know that but I would really appreciate it if you let me know where you are.”

“Okay. It wont happen again.  Can I go back to work now.” I nod and he walks out but returns back in again like he just saw a ghost.

“What’s wrong?”

“Is that table girl sitting there or my mind is playing tricks on me?”

Table girl?

“Who?”

“That girl who was dancing in the club that other day…she is fine!”

No no no no! Linda must stay away from her.

“You know me and my friends we’ve been going back there hoping we will bump into her or something…she’s a whole mood.”

“Get back to work Linda and stay away from her!” I didn’t mean to raise my voice like this.

“Okay okay fine I’m going. Geez! There was no need to raise your voice.”

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“Joice I said I wanted to see you before the interview not after the interview.”

“Your PA didn’t tell me that.” Damn! I wish people can listen to what I tell them.

“How was is? Is she getting the job?”

“She’s good but…”

“But what?” She deeply takes a huge breath and looks at me. This isn’t good.

“She’s very good but do we need another Linda here? Your brother is enough and two of them of the same kind … I don’t know if we can handle that.”

Shit!

“Mrs Cele let me meet her and I will decide. If you were impressed by her CV without knowing her that’s means there something there and you cant penalised her because of her personality that’s not how we do things here.”

“I know I’m sorry.”

“You can leave I will meet her and get back to you.”

Dammit! This woman will ruin my plans and what does she mean when she said she is another Linda. She cant be that worse.

I walked out from my office and find Fikile talking on the phone and her sitting by the couch also on her phone. Fikile is behaving very weird lately. I went back to my office with neither of them noticing me. I called my PA.

“Yes Mr Gumede?”

“I’m ready for Miss Ngwenya . Fikile let her come in.”

There’s a slight knock on the door before Fikile appears and tells her to come in. I turn my attention to her as she walks in my office. Should I meet her half way? No let me just stand here so she can come to me.

Eyes widen. She looks surprised to see me. Good.

“Holly Shit.” She says softly as she walks to my desk but I heard her and I will just pretend like I did not hear it.

“Miss Ngwenya once again good morning.” I extend my hand to her for a handshake and she nervously accepts.

“Good morning.”

“Please take a seat. Would you like something to drink?”

“Thank you and no I’m still fine thanx.” She says politely as she sits down making her dress go up a bit. Dammit I didn’t mean for my eyes to travel to her thighs.

“I have already met up with my team and had feedback regarding your interview now tell me how was the experience? Were the questions okay with you?”

“It was a nice experience and the questions were okay too.” I raise my eyebrow at her.

“Just okay?”

“Yes. I thought interviews were very hard you know. But the questions she was asking didn’t require me to use my brains. It was like she wanted me gone.”

“Why is that.?” I ask raising my eyebrows.

“Did I say that out loud?” She whispers that more to herself.

Dammit! Another Linda!

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