Sonwabile was a financial stable guy, and he had a multi-million rand home, and drove a Bentley Bentyga. He lived a very nice and comfortable life. He also lived with his family, but he was actually thinking of moving out, even though I was not sure of his reasons at the time.

“Baby, I’m going home, I want to see my mom because, since my brother moved to the United Kingdom for his cooking studies, she has been all alone. I’m sure she’s bored and she misses us,” I said to him.

“When will you be coming back?” Sonwabile asked.

“I’m going to stay for the weekend only,” I responded. “I’ll be back on Monday morning for work.”

“Oh, I hear you babe,” Sonwabile said with a smile on his face. “Your mom is lucky to have a considerate daughter like you.”

On my way home, I kept thinking about Simo, who had graduated and started his own catering company in the UK. I knew he was going to base his life there, mainly because he was very fond of that country. When I arrived home, I found no one there, so I quickly took my phone out of the bag and called my mother.

“Mom, where are you, I’m at home,” I asked in concern.

“Ndalo, my baby, someone took me out, so I’ll be back later,” my mother responded. “Make yourself at home, my doll.”

After hanging up the call, I wondered who it was that had taken my mother out. After a while, I rushed upstairs, entered her bedroom, and actually found a man’s pair of jeans and a black leather jacket there. “What’s going on here,” I asked myself. “Oh, mom has a boyfriend and she didn’t see the need to tell me about it?”

But, even though I was surprised that my mother had not told me about her new boyfriend, I did not have a problem with her seeing someone. She deserved happiness, but I still felt like it was still a big problem that she had brought her man to my father’s house. They should have just grown up and bought their own apartment.

Later that day, my mother arrived home and found me watching television while I was busy on my phone. She gave me a hug and welcomed me home with a warm smile.

“Mom, I missed you so much that I couldn’t wait for the Easter holidays to see you,” I said while looking at her. “Just look at yourself, you are glowing girl. Tell me about it.”

“Stop sticking your nose into my private affairs,” my mother responded. “But I know you’re going to provoke me, so it’s better that I tell you.” She then paused, which made me want to hear about this man even more.

“Oh, he’s a good guy,” she continued. “We met back in high school, and he had always had his eyes on me back then. I remember, one day, he came to me in class and asked me out, but, with me being me, I refused to go out with him because I was scared of boys, and because my mom was very strict, and she would have given me a hiding if she found out. But he saw me again last year at his company’s business dinner, and it was love at first sight. So, we talked until he told me that his marriage did not work out, and I told him my piece of the story, and I said to myself why not try this love game again?’’

While listening to my mother, I felt very excited for her because everyone deserves to feel wanted and loved right. The following day, I woke up and went straight to her room, just so I could iron out a few things with her.

“Mommy, you know I’m so happy for you and your new love,” I said with a concerned face. “But I’m against the fact that your boyfriend is coming to my father’s house. Well, it doesn’t sit well with me. Please, mom, let’s just honour your late husband.”

“Ndalo, thank you for letting me know how you feel, and it’s okay because this is your house too and you views matter,” my mother responded. “I assure you that I will not bring him to our home.”

“Thank you very much for seeing things my way on this matter,” I said. “Oh, look at the time. Can you please drop me off at the airport, I’m late.”

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