Chapter 16

“HIS BEAUTIFUL PIECE OF ART”
CHAPTER : 16 .

RORISANG MARTINS .

I'm standing by the balcony having my red wine in my white robe , I'm not wearing anything underneath . It's too hot . The fresh air is just refreshing , the view is absolutely beautiful . I love it here ..

My kids are sleeping , I advised Kago not to go to school tomorrow , he'll go the following day . I don't want him to go yet as he's still not okay .

My phone rings as I'm lost in my thoughts , I reach out for it and smile .. my man !

“hey ..” I say softly .
“i thought you'd be sleeping by this time .” he says , oh his voice ! I think I'm obsessed .
“I'm not , i just needed fresh air . I'm on the balcony .” I say .
“are the kids sleeping ?” he says .
“yeah , their bedtime is actually 21h00pm . Kago is not gonna go to school though .”
“hmm , is he fine though ?” I sigh .
“he's clearly not .” he sighs .
“why..why is he like this ?” to be honest , I don't know how to answer this question .
“everything changed when we left high school to be honest , he started acting differently when his father got arrested . I think that got to him . ”
“that's not an excuse to behave the way he's behaving . My own father is in jail but i never turned my back on people that have been there for him .” I sigh .
“it stings because i used to love this man so much , he was literally the man i wanted to marry .” I say , it breaks my heart , we could've been cooparenting just well but he chose alcohol over his own children .
“some things aren't meant to be .” he says .
“you're right .”
“so .. my mom invited you for lunch on Sunday after church .” I gasp .
“what ?” I say .
“i also said that , its too early and coming here means you're gonna have to come with Kago and Ontshiametse .” oh yeah ..
“would they mind ?”
“do you want to come ?” he says ..
“i mean .. a day in the hood wouldn't hurt . I last explored Soweto when my mother was still alive .”

Oh I miss her alot , I don't wanna lie .

“so you wanna come ?”
“i do want to come , I'm sure Kago and Ontshiametse will appreciate being there . A start to a great bond will take place .”
“i actually thought you'd refuse but now that you've agreed , I'm gonna have to tell her , she's gonna be so happy .” I chuckle .
“sure .. Rorisang Martins is her daughter inlaw .. what the fuck are you talking about ?” he laughs .
“cute ..”
“I'm looking forward to the lunch though , your mother seems like a cool person .” I say .
“she is , very fond of you .” I smile .
“well .. everyone has got to be fond of this gorgeous face right ?” I say ..
“of course , but I'm the only one that's supposed to kiss those lips .” I chuckle .
“yeah yeah ..”
“i can't wait to see you tomorrow ..”
“i know , i can't wait too . Now every second away from you feels like forever .” I say sighing , I'm not lying .
“you're making me smile now .. alone .” he says .
“clearly shows that your woman is the right one for you .”
“you're gonna make me write a song about you and paint you as well .” wait .. he paints ? I know he sings but painting ?
“babe .. wait do you actually paint ?”
“yeah ..” I gasp .
“oh my goshh , i didn't know this . What ?! Oh you're so talented baby !” he chuckles .
“i am talented .”
“i might just tell everyone that my man is multi talented .” I say smiling .
“its not a big deal really , its just two hobbies that I've made a part of my life .”
“oh , please write a song about me and paint me as well .”
“i already painted you , the first day i saw you .” I gasp .
“what ? you've already painted me ?”
“yeah ..” my heart is full , it's full . Your creation God , your creation !
“Baby !” I scream a bit , I've never been painted . Ever!
“you'll see it once you come , i tried .”
“the fact that you painted me is just .. beautiful on its own . You painted me even before we met again .”
“love at first sight in the eyes of the lord .” hmm !
“100% , oh baby .. now I'm definitely gonna come . I wanna see my pretty face ” I say smiling . My cheek bones might just hurt because of this man .
“you should come .. you're welcome .”
“i love you ..”
“i love you too ..”
“i think I'm gonna go to sleep now , its starting to get a bit chilly out here .” i say .
“okay , see you at work .”
“night ..”

He hangs up , I sigh walking back inside and opening the covers of my bed . I jump in and grab my Bible ..

Connecting with God is the greatest joy ever , just reading these Bible verses reminds of the time my mother used to read them to me . I'm here reading John 10:27 and my tears are teary .

“We should follow our Lord as unhesitatingly as sheep follow their shepherd, for he has a right to lead us wherever he pleases. We are not our own, we are bought with a price—let us recognize the rights of the redeeming blood. The soldier follows his captain, the servant obeys his master, much more must we follow our Redeemer, to whom we are a purchased possession. We are not true to our profession of being Christians, if we question the bidding of our Leader and Commander. Submission is our duty, cavilling is our folly.” I wipe off my tears ..

No day passed without my mother reading the Bible or singing . She'd make me sit down and tell me all about the Bible , the stories . Everything .. being my mother's only child , she protected me at all cost . She taught me everything I know today , when her and my dad divorced , I was the one to hold her hand and heal her broken heart whereas I was 14 .. everything happened and I ended up in Siyabonga's space . He was my safe space , I always told him everything .. that day , he just uttered "trust me" and I gave him my virginity just like that . It happened one time and I became pregnant with my son . My mother didn't turn her back on me , my dad was upset but he was there for me as well . I raised Kago with their help while Siyabonga was busy with his studies . He came once in a while , I was 17 .. now I think I was stupid , stupid enough to let him get me pregnant again .

Having two kids as a teenager broke me , I relied on my parents and they fought for me shame . They stuck with me through thick and thin . When Ontshiametse turned 1 and Kago turned 3 . I went back to school and worked hard enough to complete my 10th , 11th and 12th grade. I think I was 20 or 21 when I completed my matric . Look at me now ..

I was 26 when my mother passed away , so yeah .. the wound is still very fresh . Siyabonga lost his mother when he was 22 and his father got arrested when he was 24 or 25 . I don't remember .. i was there for him .. he paid for my studies , he paid for my fees at university . I'm the businesswoman I am today because of Siyabonga , hence I feel like I owe him . Even though dad was the one who practically helped me with the company . I'm not giving Siyabonga money monthly because I still love him .. I'm giving it to him because I owe him .. I wouldn't be educated if it wasn't for him . Even though he turned out to be emotionally and physically abusive towards me .