IT GETS BETTER WITH TIME. <NOT EDITED>

Chapter Twenty Four-amnesia

"Yes," Mhkulu utters.

"Your girlfriend, soon to be your wife," his mom mutters with a grin but Nathi remains baffled and most likely confused.

"I don't know her, ma," he breathes.

I'm definitely doomed.

"This is the woman you wanna marry Nana," his mom reminds him.

"And she has just given birth to your handsome son. He looks like you," gogo widely smiles.

He chuckles, remaining oblivious to the words shared to him

"No wonder she's out of shape. I only have a lovly daughter and Where is Thabitha?" he utters with no care in the world.

Both the woman gasp.

But why can't I cry?

"That's no manner to talk to the mother of your child," mhkulu utters clearly angered by Ntahi's words but Nathi remains unbothered.

"Sorry Mkhulu, but for the last time, I don't know this woman."

His glance burns on my skin, and I can tell by his look that he's disgusted by my presence.

"Nathi," his mom utters in a shakily manner.

"I think I shoud go back home, ma," my voice chokes in the end.

It shouldn't have come out as choked, he has no right to see me being weak. I'm not weak, I'm strong, I've been through the worst of it all and I know this will pass too.

"Please," Nathi utters.

My heart clenches to how bitterly his actions are.

"NO stay," gogo pleads.

But how do I stay when he clearly doesn't need me here.

"My baby needs me, staying here is no use. He needs you all right now, not me," I say softly.

They nod.

I glance at Nathi one more time, and trust me when I say, that's not the man I fell inlove with.

After leaving the room, I head straight to the three brothers who causally are leaning on the wall with their heads bowed down.

"Take me home," I glance at Bongani.

I need answers from him, today.

"I can drive you," Siya offers.

"It's fine, I'll drive her," Bongani mumbles.

Good. He knows I need answers.

I follow behind him as he leads the way to to his car.

Damn you Nathi. How can you forget all about me, I'm your woman for crying out loud.

Half way through the drive I finally gain some courage to be able to utter something out of my trembling mouth.

"Who did it?"
I turn and glare at Bongani and he shifts uncomfortably.

He knows something alright, it's quite evident by the way he acts.

Silence.

His silence wildly angers me that I impossibly don't quite remember when and how I took his gun from the dash board and pointed it right on his sulk

"You wouldn't dare," he chuckles.

I'm in no position to think things through, so anything is possible.

I click the gun, "Try me."

Wait, is he actually afraid right now.

"Okay, I'll tell you. Just relax before you hurt yourself," his attention is focused back on the road.

"Who did it?" I yell.

The car stops moving.
His glance lingers on my stare, "It was your uncle," he blurts.

He sighs, takes the gun from me slowly and utters, "We are here makoti (sister in law)."

My body and brain remains deadly stiff from the new revelation.

Why didn't he pop up in my mind to begin with.

Of course it's him, who else would it be? His going to pay for this.

"Keep track on him, he has to pay," I grunt.

"No. You cannot get invloved Busi," he warns.

"I'm already involved. He did that to my man," I chuckle hideously.

And his looking at me like I'm crazy.
Of course I'm crazy, actually I'm insane.

"Nathi will kill me, No," he looks very scary right now but I'm literally taking none of that shit.

His trying his best to intemidate me with his stare but my mind is simply made up.

That bustard of an uncle will pay.

"Your brother lost his memory. He doesn't know I exist, remember?"
I look at him like his stupid and I head out walking gradually to Nathi's place.

"Busi, I'm sorry baby," Khanyi mutters immediately when I step inside the house.

Now I feel like crying in her arms and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

I rush to her arms and sob hushly.

"He no longer has any memory of me, Khanyi," I yell in my sobs.

Now it hurts, it deeply hurts.

"It's going to be okay baby, I promise," she reassures but I continue to hastily cry for a while until I gain the strength to stand up and wipe my tears dry.

"How is my baby?" I hiccup.

"His restless. He needs you Busi."

I know he does but now is not the time.

"Not now. I just wanna enjoy Nathi's room one more time, because I can feel that this is about to go bad."

She nods in agreement and I'm glad she doesn't fight or push me.

I head upstairs to his nursery room, feeling completely guilty of neglecting my son.

I grip on his crib and watch as he sleeps peacefully, sucking his thumb for dare life.
He looks so much like Nathi.

And its just pathetic how I don't want him near my negative energy, but tomorrow, I'll be all his.

"I love you baby, I'll make this up to you, I promise," I whisper more to myself.

Heading to Nathi's room, I pack all my belongings, knowing exactly that when he comes back, he'll not need me near him or his house.

I shower and decide to wear one of his favourite shirt.

I wonder what tomorrow holds for me. For both Nathi and I.