UThembi akakwazi kulala. Ukhwaza uMama.
“Mama, ndiyamkhumbula uTamkhulu. Intliziyo yam ibuhlungu!”
UThembi noThulani batya isidlo sakusasa ngethuba kungena uTata ephethe
umthi omkhulu, omkhulu kakhulu owenziwe ngekhadibhodi.
“Lo ngumthi weenkumbulo,” utsho uTata.
Uncamathisela lo mthi wekhadibhodi edongeni.
UMama uphethe ibhokisi eneefoto. “Thathani ezona foto nizithandayo zikaTamkhul’ uNathi nize nizincamathisele emthini.”
Bekunye ke bancamathisela iifoto zikaTamkhul’ uNathi emthini. Bakhumbula amaxesha amnandi ababenawo noTamkhulu.
UThembi uqhwaba izandla ngokuvuyo. “Lo ngumthi wam omtsha endiwuthanda kunene!”
Ancume uTata. “Nanini na ngoku xa sifuna ukukhumbula uTamkhul’ uNathi, singeza kulo mthi wethu weenkumbulo.”
“Asisoze simlibale uTamkhul’ uNathi. Uyakuhlala ehleli ezintliziyweni zethu.”
