My mother bought me a prayer journal. The idea is to put down my prayer points for the day, pray about the day then start the day. I like it. It gives me a good routine in the morning. If it wasn’t a gift, I’d actually gift it to Fikile because she really needs to start getting right with the Lord. Not that I am judging her for how she got pregnant, I just fear for her for when...
This place brings back so many memories. Maboko and I have definitely come a long way. In a perfect world, he would be my husband today and I would have probably given him three kids by now. But here I am, putting my son to bed in the second bedroom of a flat that we purchased together when I started working. I’m here to avoid my parents and he is here because his wife kicked him out of his...
Zee has been making us study at this club most afternoons. It is not as bad as it sounds. This office that we work in is extremely quiet and we really do get a lot done. Zithulele is very focused and I find it unbelievably sexy. Stats is his strong point so he helps me through the stuff that I struggle with in stats. I am stronger with coding so I take him through his challenging areas in coding....
2010: Courting her Teboho: I am getting ready for school in my bedroom while Tiisetso is already in her uniform and trying to make her skirt shorter. I just roll my eyes and pack my books into my bag. I hear voices in the TV room of more than just my parents. Tiisetso looks at me, so I know that it’s not just me that’s hearing that someone else is here. I take my bag and make my way to the...
“Fikile, maybe we need some time apart”, he says to me. “Excuse me?” “What was Thato doing at Regodise’s hospital room yesterday?” “We had plans to go out for drinks and she had come to pick me up.” “I thought we spoke about your relationship with Thato.” “Your family is not going to choose friends for me, Khotso. I am an individual and – “This is exactly why I say that we are not ready for marriage. And maybe we should spend some time apart...
My mother and I are praying right now. My mother goes to war on her knees, forever feeding her knees their food. She taught me how to pray and how to serve God in everything that I go through – good or bad. Even now, I'm about to marry Onaleruna Mohale, and whether this is good or bad, I must pray. What I do know is that I'm about to enter a whole new phase of my life and...
I am getting my son ready for the day. He has his interview with his potential new school to start grade R. Naturally, I cannot stop thinking about his father. Things are a little complicated now that he knows about Khabane and honestly, I just want my son to not be hit by a ball of surprise should Maboko show up here and demand that he wants to see him. He phoned me a few days ago to help him...
Of course I did not go to Meadowlands. Zithulele dropped me off at my place after I spent thirty minutes complaining and talking him into not taking me to South Africa without a passport. He left that evening and according to when he said he would be back, he should be back as of this morning. But he came to see me two days ago and we ended up getting involved in Ona’s and Dise’s drama. Then he disappeared...
"Khotso, please take me home. I need to get to work", I tell him. "Just give me five minutes. I'm throwing away the condom", he says. He is walking around naked and not even doing the bed. He comes back from the toilet after I hear the toilet flush. He wears his shorts, Jordans and some baggy t-shirt. I am still wearing my dress from last night. We had a fight because Thato and I had a sit down with...
"Ey baby!" That just has to be Ona and he is probably drunk because he knows the res rules. He shouldn't even be here. If it wasn't after hours, I'd let him stay there outside until he realises that I'm a student and he cannot keep popping up like this. But, I'm the one who will get into trouble for the chaos that he is causing. So I roll out of bed and lightly jog to the door to open up...
