A young woman develops a yearning to find her father. She travels from Joburg to Montagu,in Capetown to look for him. What she finds changes her life entirely. The innocent artist turns into the most dangerous of all spies.
View MoreThe benign influence of pure air covered the entire Montagu area, unlike the contaminated air of Joburg city where I came from. The city of gold had left me with bittersweet memories I chose to wipe out from my mind, however there was one thing I could not seem to forget which was my mother’s cooking. I especially loved the manner in which she would prepare ”bohobe” they call it in my Sotho language. Made from a combination of flour, yeast, and sugar, served with my favourite boerewors, minced meat combined with spices and wrapped with animal skin into a long roll. Deep down I knew that she would do alright on her own. She was a sophisticated, strong, independent woman who was capable of taking care of herself.
“If your father gives you any troubles, you call me alright!” Said my mother, with a compassionate look on her face.
She somehow still saw me as her little girl. A part of me wanted to burst out laughing but I kept my self at ease. “I will be okay. Don't worry yourself needlessly. I have waited a long time for this moment. All that I need from you is your support and I’ll be fine.” I said. My mother smiled, tears filled in her eyes. She walked towards me, then squeezed me tightly. “Be safe my child. May God be with you on this long journey.” She said, then kissed me on the forehead. As soon as I was about to leave, my mother stopped me then gave me two food container, one was packed with slices of bohobe, another contained tender cooked tripe.I smiled. "Thank you." I said. I placed the food containers safely in my white sedan car. Patricia waved goodbye as i began to drive away.I took constant breaks as the journey was 14 hours long. I could not take it anymore, I wanted to arrive as soon I could. Relief came to my heart when I noticed that I had reached my destination. As I entered the cold Montagu area, I noticed heavy mist covering the hex mountains. So white, yet mystical. I developed a great desire to further explore the region. The terrain captured my mind and I immediately developed a desire to climb to the top of the mountains as I enjoyed hiking.During my adolescent phase, I had developed a strong yearning of finding my "mysterious" father. All that my mother had ever told me was how taken aback she was when my father abandoned us as he seemed like a noble man with good morale. Finding an apartment to rent was not as difficult as I assumed it would be as many options were open for me. Thanks to the internet. I found the best affordable room at a price of R2000 rand only. Not something you come across everyday when searching for accomodation in Capetown. The room was small in size, the paint on the walls was fading, however there was electricity and the water was safe to drink. Unfortunately I had to share the toilets with other tenant's, something I was very much uncomfortable with. On the first night of my arrival to Montagu, I found sleeping to be difficult. The bed was too hard, the pillows were too soft. The second night was better, I managed to sleep after playing my music tunes. On the third day, I went to the food market to get fresh vegetables to eat for dinner. The people were friendly, a tall charming man even offered me a lift home. I turned him down even though he seemed harmless. The fourth day arrived, I had a longing to get out of the house. I put on my running shoes and sweatpants then began to jog around the neighbourhood for at least 45 minutes. I then returned back to my small room.One night as I was taking my usual runs in the cold street’s of Montagu , I noticed a dark peculiar shadow laying on the side road. I got closer only to discover the horror that would change my life entirely. The shadowy figure was an injured men. His facials indicated that he was about sixty years of age. The greyish beard on his wrinkled face had been covered with blood. It seemed as if he were fighting with an animal, his face was covered in scratches down to his chest area. I grabbed his hand to check for a pulse, fortunate enough it was still pounding which meant that he was still alive. My rented room was close by. I ran back to get my car, I drove quickly to where the man was laying, grabbed him slowly and carefully then put him into the car. The man was trying to say something but I could not hear what he was saying as he was not speaking properly. "I can't hear you." I shouted. The man kept quiet but he did not stop groaning. That caused me further worry. I started the car, then drove all the way to the nearest hospital. I begged the staff nurse who was attending the man him to contact me as soon as he's condition had become better. Even though the man was a stranger, I felt a great deal of sympathy for him. The following day around 4pm, I received a call from the nurse had been attending him the entire night as I presumed. I was a bit anxious when I answered the call. I needed to hear something good. “The patient you brought in yesterday is doing much better. We are discharging him today, will you be able to collect him from the hospital? “Asked the nurse.I felt slightly awkward but remained loyal to my promise."Yes I will come. Can you please contact me as soon as he is discharged.” "I will do so mam." Said the nurse, before ending the call. Two hours later I received a call that the man had been discharged. I drove all the way to the hospital that very moment. The nurse led me to ward 10, where the man sat with other patients in their own beds waiting to be picked up. I could see that he was doing better. The smile on his face widened as I entered the room. Painful memories began to torment my mind as I was approaching him. I could remember the horrific car accident that had nearly ended mother's life. Patricia stayed in the hospital for a week. Each day was unbearable. I nearly lost the queen of my heart. I was only twelve years old at the time, but that is a story for another day. The stranger besides me had been staring at me from the moment I had stepped inside the ward till I took a sit next to him. The nurse gave him a prescription of the pills he had to take for the pain. The man and i left the hospital as soon as the nurses were completely done with checking him. I felt relieved as I could not stand hospital's. The ward had a horrible scent of pills. Peracetamol pills, that is.“Thank you for saving my life." Said the man.He's beard seemed to cover his lower lips. I wondered how he was able to drink anything with his mouth. Imagining it felt like a nightmare. I felt as if I was suffocating, unable to breath from the image. I cleared my mouth, but could not speak right away. I observed the man for a while, his skin was very dark, his eyes wide and big. He did not seem afraid, but rather calm. He trusted me, which I found to be strange. Some people would tell me that I have eyes of a killer which always brought me insecurities. "My name is Benjamin Temo but you can call me Ben” Said the man, stretching his hand toward me. I gave him a handshake and a smile. “Nice to meet you. I’m Lebohang, but you may call me Lebo." I said.Ben smiled. "Do you have a family close by? Perhaps I could drive you to them." Tears came running down from Ben’s eyes all the way to his cheeks. Seeing that made me feel slightly uncomfortable for a while. Ben leaned over to my chair to offer me a hug. I sat still feeling akward.“Is there anything you would like me to do for you?" Ben asked, looking directly towards me. I could not help but smile. I felt the man's adoration, for a second I wished he was my father. I then looked at the man's bandaged hand, I felt a strange pain in my heart. My smile disappeared.Here’s a sick man who had gone through great trauma, yet he was asking what he could do for me. I felt great pity toward him. I fought to hide my feelings from him, but not my intention. “Perhaps you could help me find someone. I’m trying to locate my father, all that I know is that he’s name is Chris Debeer at least that was what my mother told me. You see I never knew him and I don’t have his photos. They all burned in our old house while I was still a baby. At least that was what I was told growing up.” I explained. I hoped Ben could offer me the help I very much needed.“The name sound’s familiar. I think I know where he stays. I can take you there." “Really? Oh yes please!" I screamed. "That would be helpful, but first let me get back to my place then we will go look for my father." Ben agreed. I felt hopeful but remained weary.he benign influence of pure air covered
Meanwhile.. back at the GOH site. Ben and the agents in the control room were waiting anxiously for results from agent S."Sir we came as soon as we could." Said Mika."Byron knows we've been watching him. I don't know how, but he knows." Said Ben."It doesn't make sense. We made sure not to make a mess. How could he know?" Asked Katleho."But Agent S has promised to help us find him.""Agent S?""He finds people. He is good at making bombs as well. He has been working here for more than ten years." Said Ben."That means he can also find Lebo." Said Mika."He deals with GOH cases only.Lebo is more personal. I have people searching for her already." Ben stated firmly."Lebo is an agent here. She is also as important as any other agent here and should be treated as a GOH case!" Mika pressed."Mika calm down." Katleho said in a low voice."No! I refuse to keep calm about this. W
Meanwhile back at Byron’s private Lab. Mr Phenyo and i were still locked in the compartment. We hadn’t eaten all day, Byron was still upset as we had murdered his beloved assistant Lisa.One of the guards entered with only a plate of food.“The boss said you can choose to share if you want.” he said. Handing me the plate of food, he then left.Mr Phenyo did not say anything, he sat there in silence.“would you like a piece?” I asked.“a piece of Byron yes.”I chuckled. Even as I was starving, my appetite for the food had completely disappeared.“I wont eat anything, Byron is not getting any more of my blood.”“Then that would be the stupidiest move you could do. Eat, get your strength, get out and run.” said Mr Phenyo.“Why do you suddenly care about me? Or is it the guilt you are feeling after murdering my m
Agents of the Guardians Of The Hex were in were searching tirelessly for one of their own who was missing, me. Yet they didn’t know where I was.“Sir we need to go to this Byron, We already have robo bugs following him why cant we go there and raid his place?” asked Mika who was already grown impatient of following orders.“Mika, if Lebohang was there at his warehouse or secret lab, we would know that by now. The man is experimenting on rats doing God knows what, he even chats to them you can see that he’s insane and we still have not seen anything that could prove that he is somehow involved in Lebohang’s disappearance.” said Ben.“Fine, youre right”“A new case has come up, let’s go to my office. It will help keep you busy. Maybe even deal with your anger issues.”Ben handed both Mika and Katleho the case file so that they could be able to work right
Meanwhile..Mr Phenyo was in my fathers house, searching.“Where is that file?” He said. There was a noise outside the house, he peaked through the window and saw a car parked outside and Patricia walking towards the house. Mr Phenyo rushed to hide in Chris’ old bedroom which had now been used by Patricia.“What the hell does she want?Shouldnt she be at the wedding? She will have to tell me where the file is. No thats a bad idea, Miss Mokoena will hate me.. I’ll wait for her to leave then continue searching for the file, then I will leave.”said Mr PhenyoPatricia opened the bedroom door widely, Mr Phenyo was hiding under the bed.“Argh! Where is that?Ooh! There it is.” Said Patricia, grabbing the note from the bed, then suddenly the note slipped from her hand and fell down whilst she was trying to put it inside her purse.She bended all the way down to grab it, but felt something, as if t
Byron hadn’t called anyone on the phone. But his mental state had not changed he was still insane. He hadnt abducted anyone yet, but he still did his experiments.“All of my rats have gone missing, as if they knew I was after them as if they were saved by an angel.” Byron said, holding a rat with his two hands tightly preventing it from breathing. Byron then looked up at the ceiling, Agent lunga controlled the robo bugs to try and hide them.“you whoever you are who is listening, I urge you to stop what you are doing and join me instead.” Said Byron. He hadn’t noticed that the robo bugs were in the room, but he did speak on empty space, somehow he knew or assumed that there were indeed people looking at him without his knowledge.“Be very discreet from now, we are dealing with a very intellegent man, we need to stay alert all the time. We cant make any mistakes.” warned Ben.Byron took a jug filled
With the break Ben had given us, I was now able to keep my focus on the wedding.“I missed you.” I said, wrapping my feet around Sam while staring into his big blue eyes. .“I missed you too.” he said, smiling. “Any plans for today?”“no not yet I guess, unless Ben calls me to the GOH site.What about you, what are you doing after work?”“Today I am not going to work, I was also given a break, I hope its not just for today.”said Sam laughing. “But I am going to have to meet with Mika, he said he doesn’t know which suit to buy.”“I think you should go and help him. I don’t want to see a floral suit on my wedding day.My guest will think I am a mafia woman.”Sam Laughed, I joined in.Meanwhile.. At the Lab.“What are_ what are you doing to me?” asked Mr Booysens.Ben was lookin
A minute later, a man with an apron came in. He had a name tag on printed on the apron, D.L Booysens.Mr Booysens exchanged greetings with Mika and Katleho.He still hadnt noticed that Principal Vilakazi was there in the room with them, as Mika had covered the principal with a long linen sheet, only his feet were revealed.“Mr Vilakazi said to tell you to wait for him.” Mika said.The cook sat on a chair next to Katleho, who was at the time looking very sexy in a white pencil skirt and long high heels, which Mr Booysens found extremely distracting.“Uhm I think I will come back later, I don’t want to burn the pots.” said Mr Booysens. Trying to escape Katleho’s distraction.“I think you should wait a little bit, we can wait together.”said KatlehoMr Booysens smiled. Mika was very annoyed.“Okay lock the door.” Mika instructed. Katleho immediatly lock
I returned to my father’s house, while Mika and Katleho went to the school.I found my mother paging through an old photo album, what she normally did when she wanted to relive old memories.“I am so proud you my child.” said Patricia.“Proud, why?”“Look at this picture, tell me what you see?”Patricia said pointing at one of the pictures in the album.I leaned closer to my mother to get a clear view of the picture. And began to laugh.“I see a two year kid, butt naked carrying a ball and laughing. I was probably playing.”“and I see something else entirely. I see joy, we struggled so much but you were so happy my child. You didn’t even know how much pain I was in at the time, how stressed I was for not being employed, not being able to provide for you.It was so hard back then.” Patricia cried.“But we didn’t stru
Getting married was something I never thought could happen to me, let alone last this long in a relationship with a man. After the rape incident I found it hard to be attracted to any man. I hate them, they disgusted me. Mr Phenyo had a charm to him that made my knees weak, but he also scared me. However with Sam, thing’s were different, he was the ideal match I had long been waiting for. Where was Mr Phenyo anyway? I wondered.Early in the morning, at the GOH site, cafeteria.“one week left and you’ll be Mrs Hansling.” said Sam, the smile on his face was so wide, that you’d swear he was advertising toothpaste.“Do you have a groomsman yet?” I asked“do you have a bridesmaid yet?”I chuckled.We both had a lot of work to do.“Do you think Mika would agree to be my groomsman?”“Mika’s is my friend, so y
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