Thirty

Third person POV
*Knock *knock
The door opened to reveal an older looking woman whose eyes looked troubled at the sight of Qhawelezizwe standing at her doorstep.

"Sawubona ma bengicela-" (Good afternoon ma may I please-)
" My son you have some nerve coming here after you assaulted my daughter and now you want to see her? Do you want to beat her up at her own home too?" He seemed taken aback by the revelation.

"Ma angazi ukuthi ukhuluma ngani-"(Ma I don't know what you are talking about-)

"Are you trying to say my son is a liar?" She glared at him her body shaking with anger and her eyes red from unshed tears and from staying all night crying.