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 


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) 


(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

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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