7_9 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 *THE AFFAIR* _WRITTEN BY: PERSEVERE JAY KAY_ _EDITED BY: LISSTTY_ https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029Vadg8wzCcW4uiPhj2T25 *COMMENTS GROUP* https://chat.whatsapp.com/CJC8E8Sf2ZMLF3maH3d5hp *_____________________* *CHAPTER 7* "What about the cameras in the hallway, don't you think it would be suspicious that we came in here and disappeared for a whole 10 minutes?" I asked as l lay in the bed catching my breath while she quickly dressed up infront of the giant mirror. "I took care of that. I'm not a kid." "Okay, okay. I was just making sure." "Why don't you get yourself dressed up. I want this room fixed in the next 5 minutes." "Daamm. Okay okay maam. Jeez. I'll fix it.." She sighed. "Not by you silly. Chii chaunoziva about fixing a presidential suite. Simuka uko", ndakabva ndatemwa netrouse ndobva karidza tsamwa. Damn. Ndandakutoda kupula. "I'm serious Terry, its booked for the next hour or so." "Jesus, of all the room in here you choose the one needed in the next 1 hour? Jeez", l said ndakupfeka fast fast. "Owe excuse me for trying to get you the best rooms in the hotel. We meet in the store room next time. Pfeka bhutsu uko. I'm going utevere." Zvimwe zvese handakuzombozvinzwa ini. Ndakabatisisa pekuti next time apo. Clearly there was gonna be a next time. I never understood that saying about wine maturing with age what what; until that day. Ndakazosara ndotevera chiso chichi hwinya hwinya ndakuto feeler kunge ndini manager vacho. Ko papi pacho. Everyone in the building had a crush on that hun and there l was, walking around, down the elevators, feeling all fly. The only guy who had tasted her. Okay maybe me and Tichman and all the other people l prolly didn't know about. Who cared. For the moment it was me. Ndakasvika kumba excitement irimuhuro zviya zvekuti ukavhara maziso you won't even believe your own self. "Haiwawo tidzikamirei, its not like makonhesa munhu or anything. Ndiwe nyakuto nyengwa", uyuwo ndiRyan after ndadzokorodza kumutsanangurira nyaya yangu kechi 4. "Hazvina basa zvekuti anyenga mumwe ndian. Chikuru ndechekuti inini ndini ndikudya, iwewe ukutsanya", Takabva taseka as we chilled kumba takamirira kapoto kemvura yaiva pamoto kuti kaboile tobva tatongo tanga nekumona. "Haa kutsanya handizotsanye hangu, pane kamwe kamwana kandiri kutaimira tosangana mutown almost everyday", that was Ryan. "Kamu part ani?" "Anenge ari part 1 next year." "What do you mean by part 1 next year are you telling me kuti uda kudya kamwana kanopfeka uniform?" "She's over 18 shaa saka hakacha sungise. Chikuru ndechekuti kamwana ikako ukakaona kah, unokanganwa kagogo kako kauri kudya aka, chibva wabata apa", akabva adaro achinditambidza marubber, "nema sugar mami ako aya. Tokuchema ahi." "Haa sandityire. Munakiro wakaita munhu iyeye nyangwe newewo ukatarisa nemaziso kudai unotongoona kuti munhu haana chipomerwa uyu", ndakazodaro taakutoseka. It was a fun evening indeed. And l felt like l was in the problem free zone meno kamwe kakungo farisa kandanga ndakaita. In fact ndikati rega ndimbofonera chimoko. Kutsvaga number kwaimbonetsa here. It was going to be veery long call so ndakanyatso gara pasi ndokuisa pa loud as it rang kuti Ryan anzwe godo. Ndagozivei. Yakabva yadairwa and l was like [Hello good evening?] [Maswera sei? Ndikutaurawo nani?] Yakabva yapindurwa nevoice rechirume, definitely the husband. The way l instantly stopped breathing for a moment as my eyes popped was crazy. Ndaka sticker. I had to come up with a cover up real quick. [Owe sorry, must be a wrong dial Im sorry. Very very sorry sir.] I said and hung up. Ndakasekwa naRyan kusvika aakubuda musodzi mufunge. It wasn't long before my fon rang again in about 20 minutes. Ndakatombo hesitater but then if it had been a wrong dial l had to act ignorant and answer. So l did. [Chii Terrence? Why are you calling me this time of the night?] It was definitely her this time. [I'm sorry. I know it was stupid. I'm realising it now.] Ndakazongo daro. [Is everything okay?] [Yeah its okay.] [Then don't call me on this line. Ever okay? I'm married for Christ's sake.] [Thats why l said I'm sorry l don't know what l was thinking. It won't happen again.] [Good. Tomorrow officially you are coming to work na8.00am] she then said. [Unofficially?] I asked paya ndichi swededza fon kunaRyan kuti ahwewo. [Unofficially l don't know. But officially l have documents that l have to fix from as early as 6.30am.] [Okay??] [I already fixed them today so I'm still deciding what I'm going to be doing in that 1 or 2 hours.] [You could assist me with 3rd floor.] [Okay. See you at 6.30] she said and hung up. Ndakasara ndaaku smiler ndega and l turned to Ryan, "Ndipe mamwe 2 marubber. Time yakawandisa mhani iyi." Dzakazombouya here hope pfungwa ndichi joinidza zvangu ndega. 7.30am dzakazosara kukwana tatove mushower, trying to wash off 3 rounds of consecutive sex. It was still too early to be stinking homornes. We showered, lotioned up and then made our way out before it was crowded. "Iwewe uchandiparadzira imba yangu iwewe", she said as we walked to the elevator. "I thought you guys were fighting", l said "Apparently not anymore, he bought me a LandRover Defender last night...." "Daamn." "Yeah, he always does that. 3rd car now." "So why haven't l seen you driving before? Like you are always getting dropped." "Nhasi ndauya ndichi driver wani. I just don't like driving especially when someone is offered to drive me." "Sounds like the guy is trying." "He's only like that, when he has done something wrong. Should l tell you about the 3 kids now he has musango?" "Damn. Sounds like its a very complicated family." "What do you mean?" "The husband is out there doing drama and the wife is here doing her things too." "What things? You? Cause if you're suggesting l stop l can." "No that's not what l meant." "So what did you mean?" "Its not just me, first it was Mr Tichaona. What about before him or me. Is there someone else l should know about?" She literally stopped walking for this one, "So now you think I'm a whore? Huh? That l sleep around with the closest dick l get my hands on?" She said and her tone had instantly changed. Nechandaivhunzirawo. "N0 that's not what l mearnt. I was just_" "Just what? You're relaxing too much. You know what, l think we have to stop this. That's what you want right?" "No no l didn't say that you know l like you. Everyone does why would l want it to stop?" I never knew how desperately l wanted to continue being in her pants until l heard my self changing tone jus to convince her. "Then stick to giving me what l want, when l want. I give you what you want, and we stop asking questions. Okay?" She was pretty mad. Takazopedzisa journey taakusataura. When then elevator door opened once tadzoka kuground floor we bumped into Tichman. It had been a while. "Well well, what do we have here? So this is why you got me demoted huh?" "Morning to you too Mr Tichaona?" Mrs Moyo replied. "Don't Morning me. How could you do that to me just because of this kid?" "I didn't do anything to you l actually warned you." "So what now, you think this kid is gonna replace me just like that? You think he can give you what l gave you?" "I don't know what you are talking about Mr Tichaona. But whatever it is, l believe he has already done better than you", she said and walked away. "Wait until l tell Mr Nhau about this one", he said. "I don't care good luck finding a new job once you do that", she replied and he pulled me back. "Mupfanha be careful with that woman. Once she finds a new replacement for you she will toss you like garbage. Is that what you want with your life?" "Morning sir", l said and walked away too. Just like that everyone scattered to their posts and l had to meet with Angy. "Where did you go nezuro?" "We bumped into another room which needed attention so ndakasara ikoko", "Hoo? Ndandatoo worried because the way that lady looked at you hmm l got worried." "What do you mean?" "Hameno, maybe its just my eyes. Plus zvikunzi mazuvano varikunyanya kukudedza dedza kuoffice kwavo. Unorepwa nawo mamoms aya", she said jokingly achiseka, "haa kutamba hangu." Ndakazongopa kafake laffs chii chii. If only she knew who was choking who. "Anyways you look nice by the way. Lunch toenda kah pa Hotplate iripazasi apo", "Okay, unondi reminder." I just said paya. Lunch came and while l was in the lobby, l bumped into Miss Attitude. You remember her? The get away driver. The rude rich spoiled kid. She looked different. I don't know if it was just me or what. She was in a violet oversized hoody, short skirt and Nike SB Dunks. She looked nice in those maybe that's why she looked so pretty. A lil lighter than before and maybe it was cause that other day she had been sitting. She looked so damn thick n stuff that l was surprised l didn't notice all those at first. "What are you doing here?" She asked as soon as she saw me. "I work here what are you doing here?" "Non of your business clearly. Maybe l want to get a room for me and my sugar daddy and stuff", "I wouldn't be surprised. Even though l think you are way too pretty for that kinda shit." She smiled, "Is that your way of complimenting me mr l work here?" "Maybe," "You do realise you haven't thanked me for saving your ass back there?" "I would gladly thank you over lunch or something." "Haha nice try. No thank you." "So why are you here though. I'm really curious. " "I'm here to see my mom" "Your mom?" "Owe, there she is. Bye Mr troubles", she said ndokubva amhanyira kuna mom vake. Turning around and l saw her hugging Mrs Moyo. Damn. *CHAPTER 8* *TERRY* "Hmm vanangu, zera renyu iri richiri kuda madrama ese aya here? Ndinenge ndaakuto mirirawo muroora veduwee", mom said ndokubva taseka paya. "Haa musazvitye. Varoora vakuuya", Ryan akabva avapindura as we sat mu lounge paye. "Ariseiko Fadzi muroora wangu. Terry ndiwe nyakumu poster poster takanyarara hedu." "Haa pakafamba mhepo paya dzatoo history dziya." "Haiwa tibvirepo. Mhepo dzipi pamwe ndiMwari. Kaiva nepamuromo kaya", It"s kinda crazy how many people hated Fadzi nemunyuriro wandanga ndakaita. Apa vanozoda kutaura kana marambana vanhu vacho. "Haa kusazvitye takaka bhutsura tobuda zvihombe manje manje. In fact mukomana mazuvano arikudya namambo hake", uyu ndiRyan akabva atanga kudeepisa paya teasing my mom. My mom was always nosy asf especially kana wambova shanyira like this. She started asking for more from Ryan apa mukomana wacho aisanonoka kunzwa kuda kubvarukira. "Hmmm Ryan chiiko mambo upi. Handizvizive mhamha henyu imi nditoriwo pakutsvaga." "Usade kundivhara apa. Obviously kubva pawapinda muno ndatozvi feeler kuti pane kamwe kakawanikwa. When am l gonna be introduced to the young lady", Kuzodaro Ryan aibva abuda shavi rekunzwa kuda kureurura zvese. Ndakatozoita wekuvhara vhara nekuwoneka sevanhu vaifana kurara vadzokera kumba for work the next day kubasa and stuff. We had gone for the weekend, seeing rents, changing clothes sets n stuff and yanga yatoo Sunday evening iyi. Takatanga taenda kwaana Ryan ndookuzo pedzisira my place. As people who had grown up together in the same age group, schools and stuff, our parents had become friends too to some extent. So Ryan aitongoita kunge mwana wepamba pedu considering he spent a lot of nights there too since childhood. "Mofamba zvakanaka vanangu handiti?" "Iribhoo mom. It was great seeing you regai tidzokere tisvike kusati kwanyanya kusviba", ndakadaro paya. "Okay, and please, Ryan, Terrence, musangoite zvevasikana ikoko. Chikoro kumberi. Hupenyu hunoda kuvakwa", she said and ukangonzwa vadai waifana kutokasika kutiza otherwise waitozopihwa chi 3 hour lecture cheipapo. "Musazvitye haa zvaizvezvi ndiri seni ndakadzikama, kutiza vasikana chii chii", Ndichidaro Ryan akabva atanga kukosora kosora and l had to pinch the crap out of switching ass. "Ndanzwa asi ndiri serious vanangu. I know mave kutsvetsva zvisikana asi chitsvagawo munhu waunokwanisa kuvaka naye imba, otherwise kutambisa nguva kwaunenge uchiita", my mom added. Moms yangu yaizongo dhipisa nguva dzakapera pera zvekuti unotanga kususpecter asi shasha iyi pane zvayakanzwa? Anyways takazongova simbisa simbisa chii chii ndokurova hedu road taakuenda kumba. "Moms yako inenge ichiita kunge ikuziva kuti ukudya mukadzi wemunhu hanziiko?" Ryan akazongodaro tatoomu kombi. "Haa zvima guess work haumazive here machembere. Vanenge vazvizivirepi unless uriwe hako waita makuhwa." "Haa waaangu. Papi pacho pandichazo vhurika zvekudaro kwakutori kutongo nakirwawo kuya." Of course l knew hangu kuti Ryan aisaita izvozvo hake. Aifarisa hake asi if it was something that would actually worry my mom or get me in trouble, we would never snitch. Anyways takamboti nyararei and then he carried on. "Anyways takazodii nemu salad." "Haha kakanaka but kane dzungu kaye. Ndokagonerwa nani. Vana vakakura vaine bag kuden vanonetsa ava", ndakadaro ndobva aseka. "As in iye akukunetsa manje asi moms vake uriku wundura hako?" "That's very different. You know she's the one who made it possible. Zvivindi ndinazvo hangu asi handisati ndasvika ikoko hangu. She's my boss." "So technically she's the one running this thing?" He asked. "Obviously." "What happens when she's done with you or maybe she finds a new intern?" "Haha, remember I'm only there for a year. Maybe ndozodzoka for official work but until then, tozoona baba", "Yeaah obviously tozoona. Zvaizvezvi kumbodya takaenda", he added ndobva taseka. "But still, you gotta take a shot on the kid though." "Hmmm" "Ukudoubter chiiko. Didn't you say mwana akanaka?" "I also said kane dzungu." "Haiwawo. Zvine basa rei iwewe rako rishoma here masangana uko. Svikira baby wakatanga kutya rinhi?" Dzanga dzakungondipawo pressure idzi. Well it was working. Of course mubby wacho was so fine. Just that it was complicated. Zvekuti hee anedzungu ndaizongo taurawo asi maybe kwaiva kutongo kwatawo. Next day was a Monday. Ndakasvikirana nemota yamudhara Moyo vaine excitement yavo yebhora. Team yavo yaive yadrawesa the previous night and somehow an away goal had made it survive so takamboita twunharo chii chii pa car park paye kusvika ndatopinda mumood yacho. Guess this time l didn't have issues on my head. "Anyways iribhoo mudhara rega ndipinde mukati umu ndisati ndanonoka", "Iribhoo mufanami. Next leg redu urikuoenera bhora kupi? Toenda tese don't worry mabeers ndotenga. Unonwa ripi?" Ndakabva ndaseka hangu apa kaguilty kekudya mukadzi wemunhu kanomboti wuyei. "Totangira ipapo musazvitye." "Iribhoo mufanami. Owe, wait." Akabva andimisa, "My daughter is in there. Mufanha ndikakubata wakamutarisa unofa iwe", He joked ndobva taseka tese. Kakuseka kacho kanga kaine kahu serious though zvekuti ndakazongopa ka nervous laugh chii chii. If only he knew. Arriving in the lobby l bumped into the Attitude girl. "Hey Mr Troubles", I gave a scoff. "What are you doing here?" "You never get tired of asking that question do you?" She said. "No l don't. If you keep giving me temptations both your parents are gonna end up having to kill me." "Why would they do that?" "Unenge waita mwana akafanana neni out of nowhere." Kakabva kasmiler, "You are always crazy aren't you? Keep dreaming hako." "Why don't you give me your number then, l know where to meet you kana taakuenda out and stuff." "Zvaunopenga nhaiiwe. l don't remember agreeing to any date. Especially with you tibve taakumhanyiswa ikoko?" "Haha, don't worry l got a get away driver. That one doesn't even ask wassup, she sees me running into the car, she drives off", Akabva aseka, "Inga wakajaidzwa hako." "Maybe. I could have given you my phone so you dial in your tag but then l realised unozofunga kuti ndokuda n stuff. So here's what imma do", l said, swept her iphone off her finger tips, raised it against her face for face ID and then put in my tag, "And don't you save me as Mr Troubles." She folded her arms, looked at me with a half smile. "You're so full of yourself aren't you." "A little." "Terrence!" That was a voice from behind me which l clearly recognised. "Morning maam?" I replied as Mrs Moyo approached. "Are you gonna keep circling around here or you are gonna go to work?" "I was about to go in." "Then go in Terrence." "Yes maam." "Bye Mr Troubles", attitude girl said as l walked into the building. I can't say that was one of my proudest moments. She clearly roasted me infront of my crush imagine. What kind of girlfriend does that. So heartless. *NARRATION.* "What was he doing with your phone?" "Nothing mom we were just having a conversation... Why are you making such a fuss about it." "Be careful whom you associate with. Handidi hangu zvema drama." "Mom, just a conversation aren't you the one who's always saying l should be nice to people?" "By being nice you mean kumira uchiita kunge uchanyungudika pano ndoo kuita nice?" "Kunyungudika kupiko mom veduwee. Why do you hate him so much?" "I don't. I'm being professional. And this is a work environment. And you're my daughter. Now stop asking questions and help me with what you came to help me with. Unless you changed your mind about the money." *TERRENCE* Ndakazoenderera mberi nema morning routines and l bumped into Angela. "Asi unodarirei hako?" "What do you mean?" I asked not understanding why she was looking mad. "We talked about going for food then what happened? You stood me up?" "Daamn", ndakabva ndadaro as l remembered kuti Friday pandakazo sangana naAttitude girl l had plans to go get food naAngela. "Daamn I'm so so sorry Angy. I got caught up and totally forgot. Daamn, I'll make it up to you." "Haaa usazodaro hako Terry." "I swear it wasn't intentional you are my friend why would l do that to you. Pick a place and then l take care of the bill. Anything you want okay?" Akamboti rambei akatsamwa ndobva ndamu softer softer and then she agreed to lunch. I didn't have any lunch plans so it was a good make up plan. I had honestly forgotten about it. Takatozoenderera mberi nebasa paye taakuwirirana zvese bhoo. Kuma around 11_11 ikoko someone was sent to call me to Mrs Moyo's office. I wondered what that was about. Even Angy wondered too. "Is everything okay? Why is she calling you?" "I don't know Angy let me go and find out." "Hmm ndakambokuudza kuti something is weird around here. Musi uya futi she did that", Angy kept stressing about it. I wasn't really curious that much she prolly was just horny and she needed some d or something. Ndakazobuda ndakuenda ikoko Angy akasara aine maquestion marks. Ndichisvika she didn't look very happy. "What were you talking about with my daughter?" She went straight to her question. "Daamn, is everything okay?" "Don't act in my face Terrence Ndira. Ndati what were you talking about? Unoroora mwana wangu here iwewe?" "We were just talking ma'am. Is everything okay?" "What do you mean by everything is okay. You trying to sleep with both of us now?" "Nooo? Where is this coming from?" "Terrence don't play with me ukunzwa? It better be talking only. Unless you want to see my crazy side." As crazy as it sounded, she was sounding so damn serious. "Don't worry even your daughter ain't into me like that." She went on for a few more minutes but l managed to calm her. "Lunch I'm ordering food. We are going to 9th floor. Exactly 1.00pm. Don't be late okay?" "Okay", l said. She kissed me l wiped lipstick all the way back to work. On my way l got a text. [Btw my name is Natasha. About that date, I'm free palunch.] *CHAPTER 9* *TERRY* Having an appointment is always good for something to look forward to in the day. It gives you a purpose for that particular day. The problem comes when appointments clush. Now you have to start considering opportunity costs n stuff. Pandakaisirwa message l instantly knew that it was Attitude girl. So her name was Natasha. Kinda funny l didn't know her name until then. But the craziest thing was that when l asked her out l wasn't even that serious. I mean l was just saying it in the name of doing my part as a guy, you know, giving it a shot. Sezvanga zvataurwa naRyan. But l hadn't raised my hopes. In fact even number pandakadzisiya l didn't really think she was gonna text, let alone approve the date for lunch. For a second there l was shocked and veery elated at the same time but then l recalled that l had just come from booking an appointment with her mom, l got stuck like l just went, "oowe shit." Well there was no way l was gonna cancel a date with Tasha especially when it meant me getting even a 10% chance of scooping her. So l had to find a way to cancel with Mrs Moyo, maybe postpone. I tried her phone and it was already going straight to voice mail. So l wrote a text, told her a funny story of how something had come up. It's not like me not showing up for her was a serious thing l was prolly just her side snack. To 1 ndanga ndakuto nicer_nicer kuti ndichibuda paye when Angy came ari excited. "Damn, you look so excited l thought ndini ndega ndiri excited", she said as she checked herself out on one of the wall mirrors. Then my brains quickly reminded me kuti l initially had plans with Angy apa l don't even understand how l had forgotten that. While l was still trying to figure out kuti ndomuudza kuti chii this time without breaking her heart Tasha akabva asvika padoor with a knock, "Hey guys", she said smiling. "Heeey, what are you doing here?" That was me. I clearly panicked. "Haa Mr Troubles. What do you mean isn't it lunch already? Or you cancelled and forgot to tell me henyu ndiende." Ndakabva ndasiiwa ndiri pakati pevanhu 2 like l was tongue tied or something. Before l said anything Angela was like, "Wait, l thought you said we are going kulunch tese nhasi." "I know Angy, then something came up l had totally forgotten if I'm honest." "Yap, I'm going. He's all yours Angy. Ciao Mr Trouble", Tasha akabva afamba achibuda. "Wait Tasha," l said then turned to Angela, "Give me a second okay?" I rushed to Tasha uyo anga aakutofamba achibuda. "Hey..." "You could have communicated Terry. Rather than making me look stupid like that", she said stopping. "I had nothing to communicate l had forgotten that l had a lunch with her." Akabva aseka, "How does someone forget about a date with his girlfriend?" "N0 she's not my girlfriend. She's my work friend. I have been promising her to go to lunch, not even as a date but something keeps coming up. Just like this time." She folded her arms. "So what are you gonna do now?" "Everything in my nerves right now wants to go out with you today. Trust me l had so many fantasies about how it might go. You're pretty n stuff who wouldn't want to", l said and akabva aseka shortly and then she spoke. "That still doesn't answer my question." As much as going out with my crush was the best obvious option, l couldn't stand the guilty of always giving Angy promises that l couldn't keep. "Can we go tomorrow or any other day you are free? You wouldn't want me to be a person who makes fake promises would you?" She was quiet for a sec. "Talk later. Mutisiirewo maleft overs okay?" She said waving then walked away. She looked like it wasn't such a big deal to her but l wasn't sure what l was doing either. I prolly had just blown away my only chance of scoring with Tasha. Anyways l made my way back to Angy uyo aive achiri akatsamwa n stuff. "Lets go", l said ndichisvika, picking up my jacket. "Kupi?" "What do you mean kupi? Lunch zve", Akabva aseka. "Hoonhai inini ndatove second option yako. You go after big fish and then now warambirwa wakuda kudzoka kuneni?" Wakambo tarisa munhu so woshaya kana pekutangira kutaura kwacho wozongo pedzisira wanyarara? That was me watching her talk then after apedza ndakazongoti, "Tiri kuenda here or?" "I lost my appetite", akabva adaro. As much as she was driving me nuts and making me anxious ndakashaya kana simba racho. Ndakazongoti, "ok" then l left. Zvekuswero nanzvana zvozoda pese pese here. I followed after Tasha ndokusvika aakuda kutosimuka. Akabva amisa mota with a face yaiva nema question mark. I didn't even say a thing l just opened the door and got in. Akangoseka chinyararire and then she took off. "Are we gonna talk about it", "Nop, where are we going?" "Depends on what you wanna eat", l said. "As long as you are the one buying. Unondibudisa mubudget", akabva adaro ndobva taseka. "Ukutoseka hako zvakaoma kunze uko. Ipapa my mom was making me pile up papers kubva makuseni, just cause she knows l need the money. Apa vamwe makatosunga twuma tie n stuff." "Twuma tie ndoo twunoita sei nyangwe vana vechikoro vanongo sunga wani matie." The more l chatted with her the more l realised she wasn't always a cranky spoilled kid. Tasha was actually kinda fun in her own way zvekuti ndakatombo kanganwa zvese zve drama ranga ramboitika. In fact l had almost cancelled on her, cause of another chick, and there we were sitting in her car like nothing had happened. I just left it to the remaining fraction of the hour. Takanotsvaga chikafu paya ini kutofarisa paya ndichirema zvekutenga ma meals ema 15 bucks a plate ndichishandisa mari yegrocery. At the moment hauzvifunge hako to be honest. At the time, it was worth every penny. We got food, some cocktails n stuff and the funny part wasn't the eating. It was that we were so interactive, nyaya n stuff and the type of audience l pulled by just pulling up to the restaurant with her. The kinda things that amuse us are crazy. "We better head back before my mom kills you", she said hana ikatomboti rovei ndichiti zvimwe she knows something. "Haha why would she kill me", "You forgetting what happened last time when you were late uchitaura neni?" "She almost ate me shame", l added and she laughed. Damn her face when she was laughing or smiling was just magical l tell you. "Ipapa ndatovanyepera ndichiti I'm going to see Chad. Ndotoziva kuti if l mention his name she will allow me. She likes him so much", she said with so much excitement. Takaseka tese paya until my brain finished processing what she had said. "Haha who is Chad?" That was me asking with a fake laugh plastered all over my face. "Chad, my boyfriend", she smiled and continued, "she likes him so much whenever he flies out with his parents, he always comes back with something for her. Haha zvamom vangu. Vanodawo zvinhu." Ndakamubatsira kuseka paya ini ndichinzwa samuwheya nechepamusana apa pachitanga kutemwa nemusoro. Shuwa munhu anozotaura zve boyfriend out of the blue ini ye grocery ndatoshandisa? Rwakazombo nakidza here rwendo rwekumba. Ndanga ndongosekawo paanosekawo even ndisina kunzwa nyaya yacho. Akati gare gare then she be like, "Are you okay?" "Yhh yhh I'm okay. Why ask?" "I don't know, just wanted to check you look kinda off", she said, showing some concerns paya kunge munhu asiri kuziva patapesanirana. Takazosvika back pahotel nguva yelunch yatopera. I was too exhausted to even think. At least my mind was the one feeling the fatigue. "Thanks for the ride and the day", l said after ndaburuka. "Thank you for the day, the food and everything. It was great", she said achiburukawo. Ndanga ndaakutoda zvekupinda mukati so l was like, "Later"then l walked inside. "Whats the rush, wait for me hanty tiri kupinda mukati tese here", she said, locked up ndokuzotevera achimhanya. Ndanga ndichiri kutombonakidzwa nezvaiitika here makumbo angu anga aakutorema aya. It never stopped her from being chatty all the way into the building. Now l understand why some people murder people. Anyways while we talked her phone rang. I could clearly see the caller ID. It was Chad nezvi emoji zvema hearts, zvimoto and everything. "Chat later Terry. I gotta go", she said, hugged me and then picked up her phone like [Hey babe] as she walked away showing off her bubble back in ma face Nxa. Ndakazonanga kwangu bhutsu dzaakufeeler kunge oversize ndokusvika mustore room, sat down for a while to catch my breath otherwise hapana kushanda kwandaizomboita. Apa l was supposed to take stock on new shipment of bedding fabric. Then while I was still in my reflection period, Mrs Moyo ndoonguva dzavakapinda. From the looks on her face she didn't really look so happy. "Afternoon maam?" "Who do you think you are Terrence Ndira?" With that tone, l definitely knew shit was about to go down. "Whats wrong?" "What do you mean what's wrong? Why can't you be grateful huh? You make me wait for you wakoshei?" "I sent a text wani?" "What text Terrence? What text?" "Shuwa l did, lemme show you", ndakadaro ndichi unlocker phone ndokuenda kuma text kuya ndokusangana nemessage iya yakatonyorwa asi isina kusendwa. "I don't know what happened. But l wrote this message and it didn't send", l said trying to show her the screen on my phone ndokubva kafon karohwerwa uko kachinotsemuka nekunoita white screen. She was so mad that she didn't even care. She came closer, "If you think you still have leverage on me, you don't. Go ahead and tell Mr Nhau whatever you think you saw, if you think that's the reason I'm fucking you." "Phone ya_" "Yadiiko ine basa rei? Hee? Ine basa rei? Unezera rekundimisa uchiita hako zvaunoda? You are so ungrateful hautende ndoo problem. A lot of men would kill to get what l give you. Wanga waendepi?" Ndanga ndakutofunga zvekuti mari yekugadzira phone ndichadii rimwe rese iri ranga rave drama. "Iwe ndati wanga waendepi? Hausi kundinzwa?" "Mrs Moyo l don't know what you think this is. But whatever it is, I'm done okay?" "What do you mean you are done?" "I mean maybe its a good idea if you just stick to your hus_" I didn't even finish the sentence, she slapped the shit outta me damn. "We are done when l say we are done", she said and ndichiri ndakabata dama she walked out. Ndichiri ndakamira paye l looked across the room and l spotted Angela who had been by the door, with a face filled with confusion and shock. *END OF CHAPTER9* @KINGVILLA