Author: Kuhle Manqele

The Dube Legacy Reloaded

Chapter Four


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Narrated.

After the heartfelt hug. Chris excused himself. The 4 siblings remained behind and settled on the lounge eating ice-cream. Its their obsession. They were raised with ice cream their whole life was based on ice cream. MaNgcobo owned an ice cream shop. Instead of them growing less fond of it. It became their daily escape.

Kk: "What is this Emi?"
Emihle: "Kind of shows that women spend hours watching"
Quinton: "Am glad am not a woman"

Emihle giggled. Her brothers aren't so much on TV. 
Kk: "Does Khethelo watch these things too?"

Quinton frowned. 
Quinton: "Is it a woman?"
Kk: "Yes"
Quinton: "Wow. OK. "

He wanted to laugh but he wouldn't cause khulekani has a temper. But the thought of his brother making a move on a girl heat his cheeks up cause he knows how much he's not very well with women. Lesego Kk's late wife. They got to date because Quinton took over.
Kk: "You can laugh it's okay"
Tyler: "I'd never let that chance slide"

He started laughing. Quinton was tempted to laugh too but he knew it wasn't gonna end well. 
Kk: "okay. Enough now."
Emihle: "Can I tell them about our date?"
Kk: "Why?"
Emihle: "OK I won't"
Kk: "Good. What's going on with Chris?"
Quinton attended to the incoming call. They all kept quiet while he spoke.
Quinton: "Okay thanks Charles."

He put the phone back into his pocket and rested his elbow on his lap. 
Kk: "Girlfriend?" Quinton exhaled.
Q: "How I wish. But no it's Charles. One of the guys I work with. Told him to find something about Chris and he saw Phumla leaving a hotel with Khayelihle"
Kk: "Emi go cook. We're hungry" she grunted. She's hates cooking. If it were up to her. She'd eat takeaways till death. 
Emihle: "Can't we just order in or something?"
Kk: "No we can't. Go prepare us a decent home made meal"

She pouted her lips and violently got off the couch hitting her heels on the ground. 
Kk: "The one and only Motto Motto?"
Quinton: "Yes. That isn't good" 
Tyler: "Is he dangerous?" 
Quinton: "No but he steals everything from anyone seem weak"

Tyler laughed. 
Tyler: "What does Chris have?"
Kk: "What are you laughing at? Isn't he your brother?"
Tyler: "Sorry grootman"

Kk is naturally intimidating. He has no idea that he is. But everyone around him is intimidated by his personality.
Kk: "You think his company is at stake?"
Tyler: "Chris has a company?"
Kk: "Tyler please shut up"
Quinton: "Of course it's at stake. There's only one thing that could distract a man like Chris is."
Kk: "Losing his possessions"
Quinton: "Yes"
Kk: "Shit!"

Tyler: "Why are you guys shutting me out?"
Kk: "Because you're a child and your mind is full of women in swimming costumes"
Tyler: "That isn't a bad thing. When last did you sleep with a woman?"
Kk: "Saturday. Your point is?"
Tyler: "Why are you shutting me out? Chris has a company?"
Quinton: "Yes."

He was unsettled. He was now on his feet. Pacing up and down.
Kk: "Don't tell me you have shares on it"
Quinton: "Isn't obvious!" He snapped. "Am sorry. Motto motto is frustrating. He clearly has no idea that am the anonymous share holder"
Kk: "Why are anonymous?"
Quinton: "Because Chris wouldn't have allowed it"
Tyler: "You guys are full of surprises. Let me go help Emi"

He left them deep in their thoughts.
Kk: "No guns please"
Quinton: "why? He's trying to steal our kids legacy"
Kk: "Don't do that"
Quinton: "Am I lying? Our kids deserve to inherit from all their fathers"
Kk: "Quinton!" They stared each other deep in the eye. "I quit that life. I worked so hard to leave it all behind. Am not going back there."
Quinton: "Well I will not sit back and watch that fool take everything that belongs to the Dube's"

He took his car keys and walked to the kitchen. Khulekani followed him.
Quinton: "Am leaving baby"
Emihle: "Haw but I just started cooking"
Quinton: " I know but I have to rush somewhere "

Kk: "Don't do anything stupid"

Quinton: "Why?"

He closed the door behind him. Kk formed a fist. He had forgotten how stubborn his brother could be at times.


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Narrated.

It had been a week since the brothers called it truce. It was a smooth week for everyone yet so stressful at the same time. Well except for Emihle's it was as smooth as a baby's skin. She was thrilled about their trip to Durban. So today was Friday. Emihle was humming to every song that came on the TV. She was moving up and down packing for herself and her brother.

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Emihle.

I could already feel the Durban breeze beautifully polishing my skin. Everything was packed. I was waiting for Bhut Khule to get home. I took a long ass bath. I shaved I had to be perfect in a bikini. My phone rang. I dried my hands and answered. It was Q.
Me: "Hey"
Q: "Where's your brother?"
He sounded unpleasant.
Me: "He's at work"
Q: "Ugh this dude"
Me: "What's up?"

He hung up on me.

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Khulekani

Mr Genotic: "Uhm Dube. That doesn't sound like a good move"
Me: "Of course. It is the best. I don't have money to spend on useless employees if he can't treat women with respect then I don't want him here."
Mr Genotic: "This company can not afford any more bad publicity"
Me: "So you mean keeping him here will clear our name out there? 
Mr Genotic: " Sir I think you're taking this too personal"
Me: "I've said what I've said. I will not a rapist working for me And it is final"

I took my note book and walked out. 
Glade followed in shortly after I settled down. She place the files on top of my desk quickly and headed for the door. Her act brought me concern. I called her to come in. She didn't look like her usual self. She sat down avoiding eye contact. 
Me: "Are you okay?"
Glade: "Yes Sir."
Me: "Did he..."

She quickly shook her head no. 
Me: "What are you saying no to?"
Glade:....
Me: "Glade. You know I take you as my little sister. Did Sbu ever touched you in appropriately?"
Glade: ....
Me: "I don't want to repeat myself. Did he?"

She hesitantly nooded. I cursed under my breath. 
Me: "Request a conference with the PR team we need to make sure the world knows that we're hundred percent behind the victims and that we fired Sbusiso"

Quinton walked in. Glade nodded and walked out. 
Me: "Are you checking her out?" 
Quinton: "Why? She's like what? 14? Come on.
Me: "Great. Because that bastard touched her inappropriately"
Quinton: "Who?"

He sat on my desk. 
Me: "Don't you see a chair?"
Quinton: "I do. Who's that bastard that needs to meet his ancestors"
Me: "Some guy"
Quinton: "I'll find him any way"
Me: "What has he done to you"
Quinton: "He takes advantage of young girls. Emi might fall a victim"
Me: "He's in jail so no he won't"
Quinton: "I'll deal with him when he comes out"
Me: "Leave it Quinton!"

I stood up and poured myself a drink. Does he know how hard it is for me to resist the urge of contacting my men on the inside to cut his thoughtless dick and feed him.
I gulped it down and then poured another one.
Me: "What are you here for?"
Quinton: "The jet"
Me: "What about it?"
Quinton: "Its under Chris's name"
Me: "So?"
Quinton: "His wife is divorcing him"
Me: ...
Quinton: "They're married in community of property"

That was like a knife into my pure flesh. The Dube construction is a family business. A business our father left for us. The jet is my mother's sweat and blood. I can't just let a stranger own half of it. Quinton is a pusher.
Me: "You even had to dig that deep just to work with me on your wicked plan"
Quinton: "So if he can't treat women with respect then I don't want him here."
Mr Genotic: "This company can not afford any more bad publicity"
Me: "So you mean keeping him here will clear our name out there? 
Mr Genotic: " Sir I think you're taking this too personal"
Me: "I've said what I've said. I will not a rapist working for me And it is final"

I took my note book and walked out. 
Glade followed in shortly after I settled down. She place the files on top of my desk quickly and headed for the door. Her act brought me concern. I called her to come in. She didn't look like her usual self. She sat down avoiding eye contact. 
Me: "Are you okay?"
Glade: "Yes Sir."
Me: "Did he..."

She quickly shook her head no. 
Me: "What are you saying no to?"
Glade:....
Me: "Glade. You know I take you as my little sister. Did Sbu ever touched you in appropriately?"
Glade: ....
Me: "I don't want to repeat myself. Did he?"

She hesitantly nooded. I cursed under my breath. 
Me: "Request a conference with the PR team we need to make sure the world knows that we're hundred percent behind the victims and that we fired Sbusiso"

Quinton walked in. Glade nodded and walked out. 
Me: "Are you checking her out?" 
Quinton: "Why? She's like what? 14? Come on.
Me: "Great. Because that bastard touched her inappropriately"
Quinton: "Who?"

He sat on my desk. 
Me: "Don't you see a chair?"
Quinton: "I do. Who's that bastard that needs to meet his ancestors"
Me: "Some guy"
Quinton: "I'll find him any way"
Me: "What has he done to you"
Quinton: "He takes advantage of young girls. Emi might fall a victim"
Me: "He's in jail so no he won't"
Quinton: "I'll deal with him when he comes out"
Me: "Leave it Quinton!"

I stood up and poured myself a drink. Does he know how hard it is for me to resist the urge of contacting my men on the inside to cut his thoughtless dick and feed him.
I gulped it down and then poured another one.
Me: "What are you here for?"
Quinton: "The jet"
Me: "What about it?"
Quinton: "Its under Chris's name"
Me: "So?"
Quinton: "His wife is divorcing him"
Me: ...
Quinton: "They're married in community of property"

That was like a knife into my pure flesh. The Dube construction is a family business. A business our father left for us. The jet is my mother's sweat and blood. I can't just let a stranger own half of it. Quinton is a pusher.
Me: "You even had to dig that deep just to work with me on your wicked plan"
Quinton: "So are we taking Khaye down?"
Me: "Get out of here Quinton"
Quinton: "We're leaving ngo 8pm"
Me: "We?"

Oh crap!.

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Narrated

Khulekani knocked off early. He suggested they start off at a restaurant. 
Quinton: "You want ribs?"
Kk: "Yes."
Quinton: "Let's go to Spur"
Kk: "I prefer Wimpy ones"

He said coldly. Quinton surrendered. Khulekani led the way. People were staring them. They're well known in the co operate world. They've made it to the most cover pages of business magazines.

They finally arrived and went to sit at the far corner. Kk's eyes were roaming the place. Curiosity got better of Quinton.
Q: "I thought you were a regular"
Kk: "Why?"
Q: "Your eyes are all over the place"
Kk: "You're imagining things"

He said frowning. Quinton chuckled.
Q: "Stop doing all those funny things. You don't intimidate me"

A waiter came to take their orders.
Him: "Good afternoon gentle. Ready to order?"
Q: "I'd like-"
Kk: "We'd like to be served by that Lady"

He interrupted Quinton.
Waiter: "Okay Sir" he walked away.
Quinton: "I knew it. You? Eating out?"

He kept chuckling looking at his straight face twin brother. 
"Morning" she said irritated. 
Kk: "Its the noon actually." He said firmly. Khethelo huffed and rolled her eyes.
Khethelo: "May I take your..." Her eyes landed on Quinton she looked at Khulekani again then back at Quinton.
Khethelo: "Which one is you?" 
Kk: "Why do you care. We'd like ribs and onion rings"
Q: "And two castle lites"

Khethelo was just standing there in confusion. 
Kk: "Miss. Did you get that?"
Khethelo: "Yes."

She walked away. 
Q: "She's beautiful"
Kk: "I'll marry her"
Q: "Stop being weird"
Kk: "We have to be at the port in 45 minutes. We'll..."

He stopped when he saw khethelo having a heated conversation with some guy. 
Kk: "Go and take care it"
Q: "Why aren't you?"
Kk: "Don't wanna seem childish"

Q went as fast as lightning to them.

Q: " Is everything okay? "
Khethelo turned. Her eyes widened.
Guy: "What the fuck do you want? You bitch I want fresh French fries not this shit"

Q: "Please go order his fries I'll pay for them. My man let's have a word outside "
Guy: "Leave me the fuck alone"
Q: "Stop attracting attention. Let's go"

The guy followed him out. He released a slap.
Guy: "What the Fuck dude!"
Q: "You want another one? Women aren't toys"

He slapped him again. He ran off. He went inside to find his brother talking to a lady. He gave them space.

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Quinton.

After spending 30 at a restaurant. Looking at my brother's crush walking up and down. We drove past my house to get my bag. We drove to the port where we met Chris and Emihle.
Emihle: "Its 5 to 8"
Me: "Your brother here wouldn't let us leave the restaurant."
Chris: "You're also a victim?"

We all laughed well except for the great KK. 
Me: "She's beautiful"
Emihle: "Man! Such a wife material"
Kk: "Stop talking about her"
Me: "The look on her eyes when she saw me"
Chris: "Such a trauma"
Me: "Why didn't you bring Phumla?"

Kk gave a warning eye. No Chris had to trust us as his brothers and tell us what was going on in his life. The tension filled the whole plane. I can't say I give a damn. 
Chris: "She isn't well"
Kk: "This is for family anyways"
Chris: "Yeah. That's why...."
Me: "Was she even home when you left?"
Chris: "Where are you heading with this Quinton?"
Me: "To the truth. Was she home?"
Chris: "My marriage is none of your business!"
Me: "Damn right it is. What kind of a fool still gets married on community of property!"
Chris: "What? Are you invading my privacy again?"
Me: "Why does it matter? That bitch you confided in took an advantage. Phumla has never loved you but as a fool that you are you pushed your thoughtless head into marriage"
Chris: "I think you've said enough Quinton"
Me: "We dare lose this plane you'll work your butt off to get it back. Nx that bitch used you but you were too holy to rea-"
Kk: "Shut up! Just shut the hell up. You should be looking for solutions to this matter not fighting like dogs over a bone"
Me: "Chris gets on my nerves. He has no idea why the hell he even got married at 25 years."
Chris: "Unlike you. I have respect for women"
Me: "Isn't that woman taking away everything you worked hard for?"
Chris: "I knew this trip was gonna ruin my ruin my moods."

He took his bag and attempted to leave. 
Kk: "Dare walk down those steps. I'll show you your ancestors"

Tyler arrived with a woman. Your typical slay queens. 
Tyler: "Sorry for being late. This is Kim my girl. Kim these are the Dube brothers. That Lady sleeping is our younger sister"

She flashed us a smile.
Kk: "Where are you taking her?"
Tyler: "Aren't we going to Durban?"
Kk: "We are. But us the Dube's only us."

The girl's face dropped. I locked my eyes to my phone.
 Kk: "Tell your driver to drive her home we're already late"
Tyler: "Khulekani I-"
Kk: "Do it!" He snapped.

They got off. Poor thing she was crying. Tyler came back and sat down not talking to anybody Chris was reading his meditation book Sissy. Emi was sleeping peacefully. The jet took off. Durban here we come.

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Khulekani & Quinton- 32
Chris- 29
Tyler- 25
Emi- 22

Write your opinion

nyasha tore 2019-03-01 15:35:03

i love this kk character

Mbali 2019-02-28 13:13:36

Hahaha Damn! KK doesn't take *ish. I love him already