WE ALMOST HAD IT ALL Part 20 Wait minute ma, what was the name of your helper? Her name was Nosimilo No ma! No! Is it the same lady whose diary I found in your study while I was still in primary school and you told me it was one of your CSI projects? ...eh...actually...ye...yes it is Oh no...does my brother know about this? Well...he Ma answer me! By this time all patience was gone from Mandla. At this point he didnt care much about how he spoke with his mother all he cared about finding the truth and confirming what he already knew, well some of it Babe nikeza umama ithuba akhulume. Dont raise your voice babes ngyakucela Nthato intervened Im sorry love just that leya diary was too...I cant even find the right word but lets just say I couldnt get it out of my mind no matter how hard I tried. I gues a part of me always knew that there was a connection somehow Nthato was also scared by now. Did this mean that Mandla was not Ruths biological son, but how, didnt Ruth just say moments ago that she and Mandla had a biological bond, or was she making that up? This was too confusing but either way, she had to remain sober and neutral since she was the only mediator available. Ruth took a deep breath before she spoke. You see, back then I was very naive and very protective of my family and yes you are right, sometimes I tried too hard to protect this family that I ended up neglecting other things which seemed minor at that time. Nthato swallowed hard at that statement and looked for Mandlas reaction but was glad to find him too preoccupied with his own private thoughts. She knew that he would have taken it the wrong way and she quickly urged Ruth to Cary on with her story. Well after adopting the child, I started working at home and tried spending as many hours with him as I possibly could. Patrice was not too pleased about that arrangement of cause, he even suggested we found another help but I put my foot down on that one and told him I could take care of the child my self. I guess my sixth sense was telling me that something was wrong. Time went by and the child grew up. I remember the first time somebody said something about the child looking like your father but I ignored it because not everyone knew that the child was adopted so I assumed that they were just being nice. The only time I started getting worried was when I got a call from one of my sisters asking if I knew who the father of the child was and only then did it occur to me that had the child had a father, he would have showed up a long time ago but that never happened so that only left one person, Patrice. Ok ma which child are we talking about exactly here? Nthato asked unsure if that question was relevant coming from her but Ruth answered without doubt, It was Smilo. After talking to my sister, I started looking for any resemblance that I could find and to my surprise, I found too many similarities between the child and Patrice. I confronted him about it but he denied saying how low I thought of him that I can connect him to such but what really gave it away was the way he reacted afterwards. Normally when e and I had a fight about something hed sulk for days but ngalesiyasikhathi he did the total opposite. He started bringing flowers, taking us out for dinner and became too loving. I on the other hand was very uncomfortable with all that because it just proved that he had something to hide
Posted on: Thu, 07 Aug 2014 06:01:31 +0000
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