TSAKANI
We are at Talon's house planning how to overtake this war, and head straight to Italy to save bubbles before it's too late, knowing that she's still alive gives me new hope. It tells me that she's fighting to stay alive, fighting, waiting for me to come and rescue her. We've been here for more than 24 hours now going through different plans, and we are running out of alcohol. Talon place is not that big, in fact, it's a bachelor's flat with 2 bedrooms, kitchen/lounge, and a bathroom obviously. It's clean too, and that's only because he's forever messing my house.
“My mind will explode now gents, I need a breather and it seems as if like we've run out of cigarettes,” Batista says getting up from the beer crate, Talon has only one couch, and one chair this guy is not serious about life I tell you, he's not.
“Mine too, but we need to find a clear route or something. Anyone has any idea how vast the war has spread, and how many people were killed so far?” Leon asks.
Talon: “Fokol, nex. Ngapha netililing yami ayina mlilo,” (my phone don't have a battery)
Me: “Mine is low too. Enhlek Talon, why don't you have a TV?”
Him: “For the why? Angijindi la mus mina, ngijinda emadladleni wenu, nabona sidle nomphako wendlela. So, asikho is'khathi sokuthi ngithenge I TV bese ngigcwalisa is'bandisa makhaza sami ngegawulo yami nendawo yokufihla igawula yami for nina kuthi nizoshaya vithi igawula yami. Nadlala nina, too much.” (I don't stay here, I stay in your houses, you see that we've eaten the food for the road. I see no need to buy a TV then fill my fridge & cupboard with food just for you to come to my house and finish my food, you guys play, too much)
Leon: Laughing. “Oh, so you are basically a bloodsucker? Uyi street kid wena because you depend on handouts, you eat free food in our houses, but then again I understand your situation, you can't afford and it's fine. But, be rest assured that you will no longer eat at my house as I will stop buying food too.”
Him: “Angikuncengi cabanga u TK uzwakele, ngeke angincishe igawula of kanjani TK?”
Me: “Yeah, sure.”
Batista: “But it will be short-lived once diamond stays with him fully.”
Him: “Nah, bazobamba idladla e grand, e new bese kulawula mina kule ahlala kiyo manje.” (They will get a new house, and I will head the one that he's staying in currently)
Me: “Ngiyaniva na ringa bafethu, but I way forward. We need to find a way forward, mele sivaye by midnight.”
Lee: “Too bad we don't own private jets.” Then it hits me.
Me: “I know just a person who can lend us his without hesitation.”
Batista: “Who is that?”
Me: “Dom. Italian Dom. Talon, please pass me my phone I need to make a call,” he does what I tell him.
Him: “Dom? Uhlangana njani no Dom wena? Phela inja yama talian leya, ezinkulu zakhona ama pitbull.”
Me: “We once worked on some deal, the very same deal that made me what I am today, and what he is today.” He nods. I punch in Dom's numbers and his phone ring 4x I'm about to hang up when he answers.
“TK. How can I be of assistance?”
“Let me get straight to the point and not waste your time. I want you to lend me your private jet I need to fly to Italy as soon as possible.”
Him: “I'll get one of my pilots to bring it, just send me the location.”
Me: “Thanks, man. I owe you one.”
