With people coming back to work now and accommodation opening, work is becoming good again. I am very busy. I need help. My tender work is piling up and I'm five minutes away from losing this tender. My beauty bars are in serious debt. That man-stealing witch quit on me and you know what, I'm done begging her ass. I am in the process of hiring a PA who can do what that witch was doing. I am thinking...
A returned soldier, that's who I am and what I have become. I have been at home for a week now. It is just my mother, my daughter and I. I had my daughter before I met Thomas. She stayed with my mother because when I married Thomas, he did not want to take on my daughter as an added responsibility. Her name is Gcinumama, but we call her Gcina for short. Gcina's father is as useless as Thomas. The difference...
I love working for Mthunzi. I love it. I am even at school now. He approved a bursary application for me to go ahead and study. He told me that it is important that I never stop developing myself. Sli and I work extremely well together. A lot of people report into Mthunzi. Well, he is the director of the company. We manage his office and he always tells us that we do a good job. We have met his wife and his son....
Life has been good. It has been a year since the dramatic reveal of mine and Mthunzi's relationship. The country is on lockdown level one, so we can pretty much get back to our lives now and contract this thing at our own risks if we are still stupid enough to believe that social distancing, wearing a mask and sanitizing are not a thing. Mthunzi and I have moved from my little RDP house to a very cute house in Midstream. I love it here. It is a beautiful...
Venda is turning out to be quite great. I did not expect it to be such a nice trip, but I am loving it. I have met Thomas' brothers and they have been quite welcoming of me. Their wives are a bit hard to read, but they haven't been mean, so I suppose that's acceptable. My phone rings as I laze around on the couch waiting for Thomas to finish doing Lord knows what. I answer it. It is Palesa. "Hi Palesa" "Hey Elle. How are...
I must be the dumbest woman who has ever walked this earth. How did I miss it? How did Mthunzi's and Zelda's relationship completely happen over my head? I did not suspect a thing! I suppose I never imagined Mthunzi to be the type that falls in love with the help. Though, why am I surprised? Mthunziloved me the most when I needed him. He loves being needed. He doesn't know where to locate himself in a relationship when he isn't the god in the relationship. He...
I've never been lucky with managers. Yho, Pearl. How does Lydia sleep with this woman's man? She is so vicious. That's probably why she doesn't have kids. She is the type that can make a baby cry by just saying "thula nana". Ngeke! But hey, it's this or being fired. Mr Ramaru made that very clear. Mr Msomi is still on leave since his daughter's passing. But he will be back tomorrow and I think I'll have a nicer time working with him...
"Mfundo, are you coming to eat?" I yell for him. I'd call him “boy boy”, but he is taller than me. I am up to his shoulder in height. He is tall like his father and he looks a lot like Mthunzi. He reminds me of how much Mohavi looked like Thabiso. I thought that over time, he would start looking like me. But Thabiso’s family had annoyingly strong genes. Everyone looked like someone whose umbilical cord is buried in Botswana. To think...
"Why would you deny me, Thomas? Why would you deny me? I thought I meant something to you", I ask him as we sit outside a doctor's room. "I panicked. Your parents are powerful people, Lydia. They could ruin me. Why would you tell them without speaking to me?" Is he being serious right now? "They are my parents. Who else was I supposed to talk to? You had disappeared on me for me weeks. I was alone. Unlike you, I couldn't just...
I am getting better. My son is healed. My daughter is dead. I am exhausted. I am hurting. I am grieving. I thought Mthunzi and I would have had sex by now, him supporting me and me just being vulnerable. But, I'm the unlucky woman in all of this. Whoever he has chosen to give his heart to, she is the one who has bagged the gold that is my husband's heart. Zelda has been such great help. She has been handling the tenders...
