Chapter Twenty Eight-strip club

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I turn my focus back to Sbongi, and she seems very tense.

"It's okay," I begin with attempt to place her at ease. "Just because Nathi and I ain't together doesn't mean I should love my son less. He is my blood, I carried him for nine months, we share a special bond," I blush and scan her pale face.

What's really happening with her?

"And Nathi? You still love him? You no longer speak about him lately."

I sigh. I've been trying my level best to avoid these kind of questions lately. Thinking about Nathi is just time consuming and heartbreaking all at once.

"Of course I still love him. Just because I don't speak of him doesn't mean I've forgotten about him. I'm madly inlove with that man, he rescued me from those monsters but I chose to focus on my son for now. He needs me as a mother. I still have faith that he'll return back to me. I'm patient," I honestly utter.

I'm amazed I haven't shed any tears.

She nods.

Okay now I know something is up and I'm not just going to pretend I'm not curiously worried.

"Wanna talk about it?" I offer, moving my body closer to hers.

She hesitates first before blurting the words that have been troubling her.

"Kevin and I broke up," she sighs.

Broke up?

"What? Why?" I couldn't hide the shockness in my tone.

I mean I kenw how madly inlove they both were but now what happened? I hope it's nothing about a girl Kevin might have found.

"I think he's not ready to have this baby, and I think he's still inlove with his ex girlfriend," her eyes start tearing up.

Oh god, I'm actually about to kill a bitch.

"What makes you say that?" I politely voice out, concern visible in my actions.

"His actions say alot. I broke things off and he didn't even fight me."

I'm hurt for her. Why didn't he fight? But I'm still confused, she's giving me small potion of information and it's evident she doesn't want to get into details, so I don't push her.

Mpendulo comes back with sand this time around.

"I can't with this child. Let me go bath him, then we'll go out for lunch. On me. Should I call the girls?" I get up with dirty Mpendulo in my hands.

"Sure. But let this stay between us for now. I'll expalin eveything to Bongi alone," she chokes.

I nod.

"Stop pulling my hair Mpendulo," I groan and walk to the direction of the bathroom.

He giggles loudly.

Well I'm glad he finds my pain amusing.

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We end up having dinner instead, since Bongi's son went to his dad for the long weekend and we couldn't leave gogo all alone and the girls were still at work. Gladly Ma Nkosi arrived on time.

"Busi's birthady is coming up soon," Bongi utters sipping on her glass of wine.

I frown. Where is the relevance in this? Last time I checked, we were speaking of the last update about the famous most delicate handsome rich Mabutho Twala.

"Who would forget about the big day," Khanyi sings.

Knowing these girls, they might be discreetly planning a surprise party.

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