Apartheid Rendezvous 🔞

2. Policeman in my face.

"Nobody can be so amusingly arrogant as a young man who has just discovered an old idea and thinks it is his own." ~ Sydney Harris

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Leonardo Le Roux.

"I will be back before you know it babe." I kissed her, biting on her bottom lip.

"I know but will you be okay ?" She said in a worried tone. Grace always cared about me, we had been dating for a year now. The longest relationship, i have ever been in besides it doesn't mean in that whole year i was faithful...

"Sir, it's time to go." My chauffeur, Thomas interrupted before I could respond I was pulled into a hug. I hugged Grace back smelling the faint lavender from her blonde hair.

"I will miss you, please call when you can ?" She whispered almost breaking into tears.

"I know, i will." I gave her a soothing kiss before pulling away.

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I went to take a seat inside business class, right next to my father who was focused on his news paper. My father wanted me to see a different view of life, i had recently graduated from four years of law school at twenty four, i have my whole life ahead of me.

"Your girlfriend is quite clingy." My father said his eyes still fixated on his newspaper.

"Grace is lovely, Father." I replied.

"I didn't disagree to any of that." He muttered as a matter of fact.

"Father ?" I called him and then he finally faced up. "Why are we going to South Africa and why are you taking me ? Why didn't you take Daniel or Nicolaas there ?"

He chuckled lightly turning to the next page. "You never fail to amaze me, Leo."

"But Father-" i was cut off by a hostess. "Gentleman, may I offer you anything to drink ?"

"Your finest white whine please." My father curtly replied. She wrote down and looked at me...

"Nothing for me." I said with haste waiting for her to go away.

"Daniel is a doctor..." My father said out of the blew. "Nicolaas is a mechanical engineer." He paused. "You are a lawyer and by far my favourite son. I want to show you a different side of this world...There are alot of opportunities in Africa especially in South Africa because it's a Dutch colony, we have an advantage. Black Americans freed themselves from oppression but the South Africans haven't because we have a tight leash on them. This is the time to drain all the resource from South Africa before they wake up from their slumber."

"I want to earn an honest living, i don't want anything to do with slavery." I deadpanned.

"Slavery ?" He chuckled. "Who said anything about Slavery this is the nineteenth century, Leo."

"So what do you call it then ? Racism."

"You are so innocent, son. So innocent ..." He muttered under his breath.

"Please put on your seat belts the flight will be taking off soon." The intercom bellowed in less than ten minutes the flight took off. One thing I know for sure is this is going to be a long flight.

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Tsholofelo Mofokeng.

"I'm going to beat that boer (Dutch Man) up." My brother Samkelo said in an angry tone. " How dare he throw his coffee in your face !"

"Sam, calm down. I'm okay besides have you heard anything about Baba (father)?" I asked feeling horrible. Mr. De Ruiter was the least of my worries right now, my father was still missing.