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miranda: beyond the streetsinsert 03
voice:is everything okay ?
i turned to look and right now i feel like fainting . I lowered the whole window .
me:(clears throat) yes .
him:but you don't seem okay .
I rolled my eyes .
him:miyanda why are you so rude ?
he asked taking off his shades .
me: it's miranada and I'm telling you this for the last time .
him:but I like miyanda , Miranda sounds so foreign .
he said with a side smile . he looked at his wrist watch .
him:since you said everything is okay I guess I'll leave you , I have to go .
he said as he walked off , he got inside his car . **** , his name , his numbers !
me:YOUR NAME !
I shouted but he already drove off . I screamed as I banged my head on the steering wheel .
me:ouch .
I said as I held my forehead , blood . I drove to tshego's apartment , she needs to help me we need to find that guy .
*
tshego:you met him again?
me:yes , but no let's not go there because ...
she looked at me , she knows I'm about to spill the tea and it's hot .
her:talk .
me:I think I ... I slept with his brother or it's his uncle I don't know but that man fucken looks like him .
her:lies ! what if it's his dad ?
she asked laughing so loud .
me:can never be , why would his dad want a prostitute .
her:this is a new generation miranada .
I bit my bottom lip , I didn't think that further . but it can never be his dad yhoo I would kill myself like papa ? I'm in love with your son hle . even thou he says I am a foreigner .
her:so what are you going to do ?
me:about ?
her:him ...
me:well you need to accompany me to that mechanic he prolly has his number then we will take it from there .
her: you're so brave , you will be shooting your shot ?
me: there's no time for games tshego .
she clapped once and sipped her red wine . I took my car keys .
me: let's go .
I said as I grabbed her hand . we got inside my car , I drove to that mechanic's garage . I found him drinking tea , it's very hot for tea though .
me:sawubona baba .
he raised his head and smiled .
him:you came back ?
me:yeah , I kinda need your help ... You still remember that guy I came with yesterday right ?
he nodded and sipped his tea .
me:I need his numbers , it's urgent .
him:love is urgent ?
me:what ? ... I never said anything about love .
him: it's written on your face .
he took out his phone and called out his number , I entered them on my phone .
me:thank you baba .
him: invite me to your wedding .
tshego laughed , I just smiled . we bid our goodbyes then drove back to tshego's apartment .
*
tshego was now busy with the pots .
her:call him .
me:I won't be shooting my shot , it will be somehow .
her: somehow good ...
nkanyezi's pov
I'm looking at her pictures on Instagram , girl is so fine like she's not a foreigner . I sighed as I placed my phone on the table .
voice: you're whipped .
me:wtf ? no I'm not .
miranda ? girl is doing foreign things to me and I like it . I'm at the office with mason , my brother .
mason:i heard your father went to the club yesterday .
me:that old man be giving our mother hard time and I hate it , we should prolly kill all the bitches he's fucking with .
him:you finally said something that makes sense .
I gave him a middle finger then drank my whiskey . miranda? you're mine and no one can convince me otherwise .
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