Chapter 9

(Muzi was still lying on the floor. I called my mother and I told her. I tried to call Vela but he didn't pick up. I wasn't in the right state to drive. I tried the rest of my friends but no one was available. My phone rang) 


Celwenkosini : Vela 


I don't know who the hell is that. I'm glad you are still awake I just want to give you heads up. Mabaso you will be hearing from my…


(Not Vela but Mathada. I knew what that call was about and I wasn't interested) 


Celwenkosini : Mathada I can't talk now! Do whatever you want to do. I don't give a shit 


(Silence) 


Mathada : Is everything ok? 


Celwenkosini : No! I need to go to the hospital 


Mathada : It's 03h00 am 


Celwenkosini : My uncle is dying ok? I can't talk now. 


Mathada : What? Where are you? 


Celwenkosini : At my house. I can't drive now. I don't know but I'm not feeling well myself and my uncle is just lying here unconscious. I'm still waiting for the ambulance 


Mathada : Wait wait wait. What happened? 


Celwenkosini : The ambulance is here. We are going to the hospital 


(I hung up) 



(MOY'OMUHLE) 


(Ok the past couple of hours were really bad. I couldn't go to umthandazi with Mntungwa because Nkos'inami came back home before I could go to Mabaso's house and he wasn't feeling well and later the razor cuts on his hands and on his chest were bleeding. I didn't 't know why he went to the sangoma to do all these things of cutting himself. Nkos'inami was just a weird person. In the early hours of this morning I received a call from my son telling me that my brother collapsed. I didn't even know what my brother was doing at Celwenkosini's house. I had to drive myself to Johannesburg because my husband wasn't feeling well. I was on the phone with Luyanda) 


Moy'omuhle : Your brother is sick 


Luyanda : Muzi? Sick? 


Moy'omuhle : He collapsed 


Luyanda : What? Where? 


Moy'omuhle : Endlini ka Celwe. They are in the hospital now 


Luyanda : E Johannesburg? What was he doing in Johannesburg? 


Moy'omuhle : I don't know Luh


Luyanda : Are you driving? 


Moy'omuhle : Yes sengila e Johannesburg. I'm going to the hospital 


Luyanda : Sisi ukhuluma kanjani ne phone u driver? Yazini I'll be there emahoreni amubalwa azayo 


Moy'omuhle : What about work? 


Luyanda : Work can wait. This is an emergency. Let me call Mholi 


Moy'omuhle : Please utshele no Lindeka kanye no Olwethu. I'll call Mabutho when I get to the hospital 


Luyanda : They don't know? 


Moy'omuhle : No 


Luyanda : Ok. Please drive safely 


(I hung up and my phone fell on my feet. I tried to take it and the next thing I heard was my car smashing on the car that was in front of me) 


Moy'omuhle : Holy shit! 


(A tall muscular old man got out of the car. What have I done? I was so scared) 


Man : What the hell is wrong with you woman? 


Moy'omuhle : I'm sorry. I'm sorry


Man : Do you see the damage you've caused? 


(Men are scared of tears right? So I started crying) 


Moy'omuhle : Yes. I don't know what happened. 


Man : Get out of the car! 


Moy'omuhle : No 


(He laughed and rubbed his face) 


Man : No? 


Moy'omuhle : Look

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I'm sorry about your car but I really need to go now. 


Man : Unbelievable! 


Moy'omuhle : Take my registration. Bye 


Man : Ey! Do you know who I am? 


Moy'omuhle : Uhhhh.. No. Bye 


(I drove off. Leaving him behind. I know what I did was wrong but these things happen. I drove to the hospital and my son was there) 


Moy'omuhle : Celwe!!! 


Celwenkosini : Mother


(We hugged)


Moy'omuhle : How is he? 


Celwenkosini : I don't know. Basa busy o doctor


Moy'omuhle : What happened Celwe? 


Celwenkosini : I don't know Mah. He was bleeding and waquleka


Moy'omuhle : Bleeding? Ubelimele?... Celwe you don't look fine my boy. Wena u right? 


Celwenkosini : Angazi yazi angazi… Doctor how is my father? I mean my uncle 


(Yes between Nkosi and Muzi Celwe preferred to call Muzi by father) 


Doctor : Muzi Mngomezulu? 


Celwenkosini : Yes


Doctor : He is still unconscious but stable. We are doing everything in our power to keep him alive 


Celwenkosini : Please do. I can't lose him Doc. I can't 


Moy'omuhle : Can we see him? 


(Doctor looked at Celwenkosini) 


Celwenkosini : Oh this is my mother. Mr Mngomezulu is her brother 


Doctor : Ok. Of course you can see him. Please follow me 


Celwenkosini : Mr Mathada! 


(What? I couldn't believe it. The man I ran away from just walked in. Vuleka mhlaba ngingene) 


Moy'omuhle : Oh no (I murmured) 


Mathada : Mabaso


(I kept my head down.)


Celwenkosini : I can't believe you are here 


Mathada : I'm not as cold as you are laddie . How is your uncle? 


Celwenkosini : He is… He will be fine. 


(Celwenkosini phone rang) 


Celwenkosini : Please excuse me. I need to take this… Mr Mathada this is my mother. 


(Celwenkosini walked away from us and I wanted to pee) 


Mathada : HI… You must be Mrs Mabaso 


(I slowly lifted up my face and shock was written all over his face) 


Mathada : You!! 


Moy'omuhle : I know what I did and now you see why I needed to go. Sir I'm sorry about your car. I'll take care of it 


Mathada : Let me conclude that all the Mabaso's are instigators


Moy'omuhle : Oh. If you say so...Doc shall we? 


Doctor : Of course 


Mathada : And what about me? 


Moy'omuhle : I don't know. I'm here to see my brother 


( This Mathada looked like he hadn't slept for days. His shirt sleeves were rolled up. He was a good looking old man but with a load of attitude he reminded me of Mehluko Somehow. My man was going to look exactly like this at that age. His beard was greyish and his skin was caramel. I wondered how my son was involved with that man) 





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