Umakoti Wenkabi

*I was lobola’d with blood, not cows.*
Dad died leaving R1.8M debt. His will: marry his hitman, *Mjita, 39*, or lose everything.
I’m *Nandi, 22*, UKZN med student. I took an oath to _do no harm_.
Now I’m married to harm.

He won’t touch me _“ngenhlonipho kababa”_ — out of respect for my dad.
But he’ll take bullets for me. And pray “ntombazane yami”_ in his sleep.

*Bangibiza ngoMakoti Wenkabi. Angazi ukuthi ngiyamesaba noma ngiyamthanda.*
*They call me The Hitman’s Wife. I don’t know if I fear him or love him.*