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2024-10-29 19:42:56Dion had been having a bad dream that had him shaking in his sleep. Mpumi could only trying to wake up, but he did not seem to respond to her. She was getting terrified, even the kids.
Suddenly, Dion jumped out of his sleep, he managed throw the woman off. She fell into the pots and plates not so far from Dion. Vincent tried reaching for her, “No, I’m fine,” she dismissed him. She managed to get herself on her feet. She went and took hold of Dion. He startled—
“It’s me. It’s me, Dion.”
She started pulling him out of the room. She knew she had to get him to the light. There was the moon behind the closed door. She sat down with him at the door. It was cold. In fact, very cold. They had shut the door so that kids could go back to sleep as they had school the next morning.
Mpumi had her back against the door while Dion sat between her legs and had his back leaning on her chest. They were outside, facing the moo
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Dion and Mpumi had become comfortable with each other. Now they found it easy sharing their ordeals with each other. Not long ago, the billionaire and the hustle-girl had sworn to hate each other. None of them could predict that they would lean on each other someday.Dion had been curious as to why Mpumi would wake up in the middle of the night and weep. He had thought that she was still mourning the loss of her mother.“I couldn’t care less about that one.” Mpumi said, “She died a long time ago in my heart.” She pulled down the black band round her wrist. She exposed the mark on her wrist. It was a big map birthmark that almost covered her entire wrist. She started fiddling with it. It was a pity Dion could not see it.“I did bad things,” in the quietness, Mpumi had said.“You too?”“I’m way worse.”“What did you do?”“I didn’t deserve him
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Gertrude, the sister to Bowman was leaving that afternoon. “You’re getting stronger, I see no reason for me to stay here any longer. My business is suffering in the UK as it is.”“You’re right.” Bowman said, “It was selfish of me to keep you here this long.”“Don’t be silly. I stayed, I wanted to be here. Hey, make sure you call. Tell me everything about everything.” She had bags carried out to the car outside while she walked the passage way with Bowman.He was taking her to the car outside. “I’ll be flying there, soon. I’ll make sure to stop by your house.”“I would love that. My house gets so lonely with my son, Berry, away.”“That one. Where is he now?”“Honestly, I don’t know.”“No.”“Bowman, he’s always moving. Can you believe over the past two months he’s been t
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“Dion, I can tell that this coat is very expensive. Can I ever fit in it? Holding it like this gets my hands shaky.”“Who do you think made that coat?”“A worker…?”“Exactly. Now, I don’t understand how different or low you may be from those workers to not be worthy of handling that piece of cloth. You are worth more than my closet combined. Now, go to work.”She wanted to leave but not yet, “Dion?”“What?” he had to be rude.“Thank you,” she finally left the room.The days passed on like that, Dave was becoming more and more distant, Vincent was receiving more and more attention from home and from school, Mpumi was getting tired and weak, Dion remained as he was—piling himself with loads of work to cover the gap in his time. It got to a point were Mpumi would not be seen for days in that household, obviously due to work and lessons.
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One of his friends snatched the little piece, “Don’t be stupid!” he cried. “He’s a child. Who knows if he’s lungs have fully developed or if he has asthma?”“Just one puff.”“It’s okay,” Dave spoke for himself. “No one at home smokes. I wouldn’t want to break the record. And besides, Vincent once told me that people who smoke actually burn their lungs. So, you all have higher chances of getting cancer. We’ll all die, but you’ll die sooner, I know it.”The boy handling the cigarette now found it hard to continue. He had it in his hand listening to what Dave was saying. “And then when you smoke and drink, he said, you’re cooking your lungs. You’re like, roasting it… No, it’s not roasting it, it’s… Yeah, you’re boiling it. Imagine dipping your lungs in alcohol and then smoking it up with that cigarette and all the c
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Mpumi cut through her classes to get home. The young woman was exhausted. She did not care anymore about the work she would be missing for the rest of the day. She had herself clenched to herself, perhaps, protect from the cold. She wanted to get home and get a quick nap and then got to work afterwards. Her morning shift was long done, now two more jobs to go. She would have to go stand in the Pakistan man’s shop by five and then head to the garage at seven to stay the night there.-**The clouds are darkening. Please don’t rain on me. I’m tired. I’m hungry. I’m ill. I just want to get home, and lay down. **-She held onto her chest where she grimaced with pain. Soon enough, she felt striking pain on her chest. She paused and endured. She tried to breathe gently, that trick always worked for her, well, at least she thought. Before she knew it the rain began pouring. She did not attend to it now. She had bigger problem that needed her attent
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Mpumi quickly got up to fix herself and to possibly see who this hero may had been. She saw Funani scolding his boys. “What are you doing?! Is this how you want to be known? All of you, who the hell sent you here? And why would you leave me behind?” “Funani, you’re becoming soft. We need our money! She owes us!” the boys protested. Funani was only disappointed, “And so you want to suffocate her to death?” “Fine! We’ll leave her alone but we’re taking him,” the went for Dion. They gathered around him, each one with a glare on their face. Mpumi felt a fright in her again. She did not want Dion hurt. Mpumi ran to cover him—she was trying to protect Dion. Funani saw this. “And leaving him alone,” he ordered. “Just… Just do anything but leave them alone.” The boys spread away from him. They handled all their weapons and made way towards the shack. Just like that, they started breaking it down. Funani did not like any of that. He turned to check on Mpumi’s reaction. He saw that she was
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Dave and Vincent had been bickering. Mpumi budged out of the house and yelled at them. She was so angry and they saw it. They’d never seen her like that before. They, quietly, followed her back into the house. They found Dion awake too. He had his face covered in his palms. “What is your problem?” Mpumi had asked, and no child answered. “Mpumi, please,” Dion sighed… He knew that she was not in the right mental space. He only feared that she say things to the children that she might regret later. “Dion, shut up!” Vincent and Dave saw her jerk on her other foot to catch herself before she could fall. She quickly recovered from the grimace over her fractured arm which had swung to catch balance. It was only now that the boys saw the bruises and bumps on the two adults’ faces and body. They saw how Dion kept his knee strictly bent in a certain way, and how Mpumi held on to her arm. Dion struggled getting himself up, he knew where she was standing, he had found her through her voice. He
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“I used to go to church, until I didn’t get what I’ve always wanted. They said God could do anything—”Mpumi was curious, “What did you want?”“Lot of things. My dad was ill. I prayed that he should not die…he died. My mother died when I was born. She never got the chance to hold me. I prayed so much that he brings her back. He did not—”“Dion? Your dad died? But you said he was in UK? Who’s in UK?”“The man I am talking about was Millicent. He was my caretaker. He would stay with me when my dad was busy with work. I learnt to take Millicent as my dad. When he died, I shut down completely. I used to go with him to church. Since he died fourteen years ago, I haven’t been in church. He used to tell me a lot about this world in which no one dies. I only saw truth when he died that he only stuffed my mind with fantasy, and rubbish.”“God is not
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