CHAPTER 50 As I said that it was such a mission changing everything because I was sick but according to Mrs Parker, anything is possible. I guess all that drinking before my big day was too much for me, my cousins arriving a day before they told me they were coming (almost giving me a heart-attack from being shocked and the STRIPPER wow that was another story. So TODAY was the actually big day and I was having heat flashes. Is this even possible??? Could I be going through menopause just because Im going through so many emotions at once??? No it cant be. My cousins were trying so hard to calm me down and all. I remembered that I forgot to call my mother and ask her if everything was in order for the traditional wedding that was happening after the white wedding. She told me that everything was in order so I can relax and she was on her way to give me something old, something blue and something borrowed. This woman has too many surprises I cant deal. Siya called but my cousins wouldnt let me speak to him...another black belief that things will go wrong if I did. Blacks must stop having these beliefs mahn (ziyangcasula) they making me angry. Lerato was free since the other was running around doing other things for me so she answered the call. I begged her to b to put it on loudspeaker and she said that she will only do that if I swear to not say a word or if I didnt then I would suffer the consequences and she would never trust me again. I did as I was told. Siya sthandwa sam(my love) I just wanted to know if you okay since you were sick last night. Lerato Siya, she is fine and you not suppose to be speaking to your bride just before the wedding. Siya oh I had no idea....well is she listening right now because I want to ask her something, please. Lerato yes she is but I will tell you the answer to that myself because she cant talk to you. Siya okay ask her if she is sure she wants to marry me and if she doesnt have second thoughts. I wanted to shout out loud that of course Im sure and I wouldnt have second thoughts but the look that Lerato gave me just put me back into my box and I mimed it to her to say. She told him what I said and then he told her to tell me that he loves me and she said ok then dropped the phone without even letting me say it back but I guess it was for the best. We got ready and I was done and it was time for me to walk down the aisle. I did exactly that and while the music was playing. My father made sure that I didnt fall and the hand over was very smooth. Siya whispered to me that I looked BEAUTIFUL and I mouthed a thank you back. After a 2 hour ceremony that was exquisite, we made out way to the traditional wedding. When we walked out of the gardens, there was a brand new car parked in front of us and Siya said surprise...that is your new car and the number plate has your name Mrs. M Parker. I was so shocked and I turned to him and started kissing him saying thank you. Everyone was cheering and saying their ooohs and aaahs. A chauffeur took my car away and our wedding car parked in the same spot and the door was opened for us. Siya picked me up bridal style and carried me inside the car. We went to out hotel rooms and changed into our traditional attire. My man looked Fine I must say. Gifts were exchanged and all and it all ended. It was a long day and we were making our way to the hotel once again to take our stuff. When I got to the hotel, the first thing I did was take off my heels because they were killing me then just after I took off my dress and wore a semi-formal dress on, the door bell rang. I thought maybe one of my cousins had ordered room service but then I remembered that I left them at home because they were still mingling and all. When I opened the door Mr Parker was in front of me * Mr Parker as in my man*. He asked if it was safe to come in and I turned around and said yes. As I was walking away from him, he grabbed me by the waist,turned me around and started kissing me. He closed the door with his foot. He then carried me to the bedroom, bridal style (I wonder where he learned to do such, psssht who am I kidding...Siya is mixed meaning he knew all the white gestures). He then resumed by kissing my neck and going down. He laid me on the be and he just couldnt stop kissing me. I stopped him and he looked upset because of what I did. Me Siya, my cousins could walk in any minute so lets continue with this tonight...we still flying to the surprise venue right???. Siya you right and yes we still going , we leaving in an hour. My bags are downstairs and I came to help you with yours but I just got tempted because you look extra beautiful today, you are glowing and I think I have something to do with that. Me of course you do. When eventually finished packing my stuff in 5 minutes and we went downstairs to check-out. He paid the bill and paid for my cousins to stay two extra nights, in separate rooms ( this guys kodwa is too much, I tried persuading him to take only two rooms for them atleast but he said no). I called my cousins and told them about this on the way to the airport. They were over the moon and said thank you to Siya. They also said their goodbyes and Cnaido told me that the mingling went well for all of them and it looks like they all ended up with partners. I looked and Siya and he was smiling. Me you knew that this was going to happen!!! That is why you booked then separate room...o.m.g. Siya and you didnt say anything. I hit him on his arm and he just couldnt stop laughing. Siya told me when we reached the airport that when we came back then we will be BUYING a house. I was so happy and to complete that he told me that we were going to L.A. I dramatically fainted. Me Siya, what I have a done to deserve a man like you??? Before you came into my life I was criticising everything that men did because of past experiences with them and all the stereotypes that were thrown around men and now I have you and you are just too much for me. Siya that was judging a book by its cover and you my wife so I am entitled to treat you the way I want to....diary that was the last entry until the likes go up or something extreme happens during the married life. This chapter was suppose to be when I reveal everything. Many of you think that Mbali Jacobs is a real person. Maybe she is, maybe there is a Mbali Jacobs out there but its not me. I am Busisiwe Jacobs(that is my second surname) a.k.a. Diva which is where the name of the diary came from. I go to St cyps and its a great school, it opens opportunities and if you want to make something out of them then you have to grab them as they come. Wait for no one because they wont take you to the finish line....I love you all who have been following and it has been a great journey mcwah. I just wanna thank Nomonde Nyanya( Lerato), Anganathi Mkonto(Angasto) and Thandeka Helen Ketile for motivating me to continue even though they did that by threatening to unlike the page if I didnt post by a certain date. I love you mcwah and it wouldnt even be possible without the social network- Facebook and Open Diary was a life saver and a foundation to all of this...it was nice but it has come to an end because I see no reason to continue when there arent a lot of people reading it
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 14:36:40 +0000
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