To My Ex: Thank You, Hlengiwe Mathebula [top young adult novels .TXT] 📗

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"Well I am Alfred Ngwenya, I heard that you are the best when it comes to divorce cases. Well I have been married to this woman for 16 years now and we have kids. Five kids but sometime last month I found out that all her five kids are not mine, so I want a divorce she refuses" he tells.
Serves him right for leaving my mom the woman who loved him more than anything. The woman who made him the man that he was but what did he do when money and fame got in the way. He left his family, but I am not going to help him. He put my mom and I through a lot. My mom worked for 2 families while he stayed at home. The salary she got from one of her employers was used towards opening a little spaza shop so that she cannot depend on her employers her whole life. But after the bustard left her with nothing she had no choice but to depend on them almost all her life. Now he's here asking for my help, he doesn't even recognise his daughter. Gosh whatever my mom saw in him.
"I hear you baba, how did you find out that they are not your kids?" I ask
"Well my mom did say something about them but I thought she didn't like her like she didn't like my first wife..."
I wasn't listening to him anymore. I remember how his mother my mother hated my mother saying umdlisile. Like how? I remember how she kicked us out when my mom went to her when my father left us for another woman. She told us how she hated us. Well guess what? I also hate her you know.
"Mam are you listening?" he asked with respect
Hahaha life will humble you ey. I cannot wait for the day when he finds out that I am the daugter he abondoned.
When I am about to answer, my phones goes beep beep. I smile because I know that my husband is the only person who texts around this time. When I look at my phone.
Hubby: Hey baby I hope you good. Enjoy your day with lots of love from me. When are planning on meeting Okuhle? *kisses all over the face*
I'm grinning like an adiot like I always do when I get a morning text from him. My baby though.
"Is that you husband because I can see the ring on your finger indicating that you're married. How did you guys meet" he asks and from the tone he's interested. And I thought ey why not I love sharing that story.
  Chapter 10

I am late for class gosh I hate being late,but I overslept these nightmares won't stop my mom has been telling me to pray. I used to go to church 3 times a week and pray 2 times a day but when my dad left us I stopped going to church and praying. Kuyafana God doesn't answer my prayers what's the point. My mom didn't stop going though even when they laughed and gossipped about her situation she never stopped. My mom was a strong woman I guess I didn't take that trait from her. Instead I am a coward like my dear father.
I guess I've been thinking about that and not looking where I was going until I bumped into someone. I was about to insult him even though I know I was wrong but when I looked up. Dear Lord, the guy standing infront of me holding out his hand to help me looked super handsome. He had pitch black hair that was cut short ibrush, big brown eyes and he was wearing spectacles, a beard gosh he's so hairy, thick lips if I liked kissing the lips were gonna be a distraction. He was wearing a long sleeve black t-shirt,a short that showed his perfect legs and a pair of black All Star shoes.
"I am sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going" I tell him akwardly after staring and crushing on him instantly.
"I'll replace your coffee" I go on to say.
"No it's okay you don't have to unless you did that on purpose" he tells me smiling. I also smile back but that smile reminds me of Melusi my mood instantly changes and I begin shouting no actually swearing at him.
"Just because umuhle (you're handome) doesn't mean every girl wants you. I don't you stupid boy" after saying that I notice s group of students looking at us.
But he doesn't say anything instead he says sorry and pick up my books for me, after taking them I run to the lecture hall. I am 10 minutes late, but because I am a bright student and I've been late before the lecturer lets me sit and the lecture continues.
After class I walk to Student Center to buy ice cream hmm my favourite. I'm still thinking about that guy I bumped into, I feel bad I will apologise when I see him that's if I do. With that thought in mind I run into someone else when I look up it's the same guy.
Remember I said I will apologise, I take that back. I mean that was my last R10 and I only had one spoon and here's my ice cream all over the floor. Well I'm exegarating but the cup is empty.
"Are always this clumpsy and stupid or do you need me to slap you" I ask angry.
"Well you're the clumpsy and stupid one, you don't even look where you're going, you run into me and you never apologise, just because I apologised even if I wasn't wrong doesn't mean I'm stupid" he replies angrily.
When I look around all eyes are on me.
"But you are the stupid one vele, you always run into him and shout at him, who do you think you are? You bitch" says one of the guys whom I assume is the friend.
I have never been so embarraseed well I am actually wrong, but since the whole dad and Melusi situation I think I have anger towards guy. This time he doesn't help me up instead he turns to leave.
"You should learn to humble yourself next time, you stupid bitch" he says over his shoulder.
I stand up and walk away people telling me that I am a bitch and stuff like that. Gosh I have never been so embarssed I am saying this for the second time because I mean it. No one has ever called me a bitch before.
This guy looks like a very good guy. I must've really made him mad. Well I will definitely apologise next time I see him no when I run into... Well before I can even fisnish the sentence I run itno someone when I look up it's him.
"Well I think you should marry this girl. She can't run into you 3 times a day, within 5 hurs. Marry her.
"I am Mlondolozi Nxumalo" he smiles at me. I smile back.
"I am Luthando Ngwenya, and I am sorry for being a bitch" I tell quoting him/
"I'm sorry I called you that, I actaully hate calling ladies by that word" he says not looking at me.
"Can I buy you another ice cream?" he asks looking hopeful.
"No, I don't really like it by the way" Where's that coming from? Phela I'm an ice cream addict.
"Liar" he says smiling. "You should've seen your face, when you saw on the floor. You almost killed me" he continued still smiling.
I agreed, and we've been amathe nolimi (very close) since then.
Two years later he asked for my hand in marriage. Well he didn't propose like most guys his age did. He proposed in a traditional way. He sent abakhongi (delegates) for lobola negotiations. Within a year we had 2 wedding ceremonies, white wedding and cultural wedding. He didn't want a white wedding but because I did he made sacrifice. Five years later we still going strong. 

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Publication Date: 11-21-2017

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