Deeply Enticed episode 37

Deeply Enticed

Episode 37
Zenzele
Mr. Zanindi: I asked you a question… what the hell are you doing with my daughter
I really wished I had a better explanation than this. My mind drifted to the time another father asked me this question. I really wished I had a better explanation but I didn’t… I feared for what might happen after this.
Me: Mr. Zanindi….. I… I …we…
I was stammering like a stupid person. He turned his gaze to his daughter. She had turned pale when her father pulled me out of the car like he was going to beat the crap out of me.
Mr. Zanindi: Fadzai…. What are you doing k-ssing a boy in front of your father’s house

Fadz: dad… i… i…
She was also stammering just as I was… she looked so submissive and so vulnerable at that point I swear I could have tried to protect her with my everything but nothing was coming out of my brain on what I should do
Mr. Zanindi: go to the house
I saw a wave of fear in her eyes and hesitation
Mr. Zanindi: I said go to the house
I stepped in front of her… I don’t know why the hell I just did that and before my brain could justify my actions my mouth blurted out words i didn’t plan on saying
Me: sir… I am in love with your daughter
My heart swelled as I thought of the last time I went thought this route again. I raised my eyes to look at the angry man before me and he gave me a tight slap. I avoided touching my cheek but I couldn’t avoid closing my eyes to absorb the slap… I heard Fadz scre-m and when I opened my eyes she was covering her mouth with both her hands…. I had never seen her scared like this.
Fadz: dad… please I am sorry… we didn’t mean…

Mr. Zanindi: shut up….
He grabbed her tiny little arm and dragged her to the house while she threw little protests. I watched them disappear into the house then I hit the wheel of my car in frustration.

Why the f-ck was this happening to me…?

Why the hell did it always happen to me…?

No… there was no way that I am going to let this turn out like the last time
I heard two women scre-ming at the top of their lungs in,side the house… I rushed to the house and budged in without knocking only to find Fadz behind her mother while her father was holding his belt… they all looked at me when I entered and I felt anger taking over me… he was going to beat her just for k-ssing in front of her yard… is this man nuts? If I speak this moment I am going to disrespect her father so I went straight to her and grabbed her hand.
Mr. Zanindi: what the hell are you doing you disrespectful little brat
What does it look like…?

I pulled Fadz from the house but as soon as we were outside she stopped walking. I glanced at her and she shook her head. The father and the mother came out of the house. Damn he was sweating but I had to hear why his daughter was protesting at this moment.
Fadz: Zenzie… that’s my dad… I can’t… I can’t do this to him

Me: I can’t let you get beaten… not on my watch
I pulled her to the car and started driving leaving her parents’ staring at us… this parents seem to be the only thing that separates me from my source of happiness so they can go to hell.

When I turned to look at her she had her head in her hands and she was silently sobbing. I stopped the car immediately.
Me: what is it?

Fadz: what is it…? Are you freaken kidding me… you are asking me what is it.
She was crying and scre-ming at the same time… today I was seeing a totally different side of her… her vulnerable side and she was scaring the hell of me. I touched her hand but she moved it.
Me: Babes… talk to me

Fadz: take me back home

Me: but your father is going to beat you?

Fadz: I don’t care… I don’t care… how can you disrespect my father like that… of all the people Zenzele. I don’t care whether you claim to love me or not… weather you were just protecting me or not…. He is my father and he has the right to beat me up or killed me if he wants to… he brought me to this earth and frankly he is the man you should be asking me from.
I felt my stomach turn
Me: Fadz… do you hate me just because of your father

Fadz: if you don’t return me back to my parents then I am going to hate you forever and ever
That was like a kick on my heart. What did she want me to do… was I making a mistake… does she not love me… I looked at her and she turned to outside the window wiping away her tears. F-ck… maybe I am not meant to be happy in love.

I hit the staring wheel before I turned the car around and raced to her house. With the way I was hurt… I couldn’t hide the tears that formed in my eyes.
When I arrived she opened the door for herself but before she could get out I was already by her side pulling her out by her hand but making sure not to hurt her. I hurried her to the house unsure of what I was going to tell the man I just disrespected
I knocked once and the door opened it was her mother and she looked like she has been crying a lot. Her father was sitting on the couch. He didn’t even look at us as we entered
Mr. Zanindi: what are you doing in my house?

Me: I have brought your daughter back…. And I came to apologize.
He just chuckled.
Mr. Zanindi: you brought my daughter back and you came to apologize
He slowly raised his eyes to meet mine.
Mr. Zanindi: so you do know that she belongs to me and me alone… her father…
I kneeled down in front of him and I heard Fadz muttering oh my God. I was also not thinking I think my mind was malfunctioning.
Me: Mr. Zanindi: I know that what I did is not acceptable and I know I crossed my line but just the thought of you hitting her made me lose my mind… I am sorry. I really am because I love your daughter and if there is any beating that has to be done please do it on me… I don’t want to see her suffer any pain due to me… I am the cause of this.

Mr. Zanindi: son… leave my house right now.
This is not going the way I wanted it to
Me: please sir… I love your daughter… truly. What we did… what we did… it was all wrong.

Mr. Zanindi: I said leave my house right now
I looked at Fadz, she nodded. I couldn’t help wondering if she was going to get a beating… if her father was going to get her married to some other guy or what but either way I stood up and left the house and then just sat in the car… I waited, I don’t know what I was waiting for… my stupid mind thought maybe she would get out of the house and ran to my open arms telling me that it’s all over and her father has forgiven me. But I sat there until dawn but no one came out of that house.

I even got out and went to the door to knock but I couldn’t bring myself to knock. I just left the door and went back to the car again.

I must have fallen asleep because i was woken up by my phone ringing non-stop… it was mother.
Me: mom

Mom: Zenzie… where are you? Its 2am… why are you not home… and you are not even at the office
I grabbed the keys and started the ignition
Me: don’t worry I am coming home… I was at a friend’s place he is sick

Mom: hurry up but drive safely it’s not safe for a young man like you at this time of the night.

Me: I am sorry mom… but I am just about to arrive.

Mom: staying out this late is… Zenzie… just come home.
This was the day I found out that mom is not really the easiest person to deal with… she kept me up two hours telling me about how my safety comes first and how she would die if this time I disappeared but my mind was in no place to hang to her words. When she finished talking I took my pillow and placed it over my head to sleep.
The next day she didn’t call or even answer my calls. I avoided going to her house… she didn’t even come to work. It was devastating since this was a pattern I knew… it happened just before I lost Trisha.
After that day I could barely concentrate on my work. I wonder why I always got too attached.

After I left another missed call she entered my office… the relief that washed through me… I stood up almost immediately and crashed my l-ips to hers holding her wa-ist.
Me: baby… are you okay?

Fadz: uh… yeah

Me: what happened… why didn’t you answer… what happened did your father hit you

Fadz: my phone broke its not working and no… my father did not beat me
I gave her a smile but she was not replying like the Fadz I know…. She was in a black dress with flat pump shoes. I wondered if she came here to tell me that she doesn’t me anymore or what. She dropped her face. I am not letting this happen again. I lifted her chin with my fingers and k-ssed her passionately.
Fadz: Zee… I am leaving
She whispered in between our k-sses but I was not ready to listen not when I knew what was about to come. She moved back until she was stopped by my table. I took her jean jacket off and threw it on the chair then I cleared my table throwing every paper on the floor
Fadz: Zee

Me: mmh

Fadz: its… we are in the office
I paused and looked at him then picked her up by the waste and slowly moved my hand under her dress. m-ssaging her soft skin up all the way to her under wear she gasped making her mouth a perfect O.
Me: so what if it’s the office? My dear… I missed you.
I thr-sted a finger in,side her and she let her head fall forward until it reached my shoulder.
Me: I love you baby… I love you so much and I would do anything for you baby
Fadz: I really should go
No! Not happening… she is not leaving me alone.

I pulled her closer to me. I p-nts fell just above the knees and I f-cked her as hærd as I could
Me: tell me you love me baby
I said as she was mo-ning and struggling for breath because of me. She opened her mouth but didn’t say anything
Me: babe… do you love me?

Fadz: I… I love you…
She managed as I s-cked in her little tits so hærd that she came undone immediately and I too at the same time. She took a deep breath and held my back gently.
Her little bun was ruined and as soon as she came to her senses she dressed up quickly muttering “oh shit” then when she was done she held her hair up but I think she needed a comb
Me: why are you panicking baby

Fadz: you dirty little manipulator
She was serious but if you really know her you wouldn’t miss the sarcasm in her voice
Me: hey… what did I do wrong?

Fadz: I told you that I am leaving but no… you had to unarm me

Me: Fadz…. Are you serious about you leaving?

Fadz: what you think I am kidding

Me: so… you are just going to leave me like that?

Fadz: I have no choice

Me: Fadz… please no… don’t do this to me
She paused and looked at me
Fadz: you think I mean that I am breaking up with you…. No… I don’t mean that… I mean that we are leaving for Zimbabwe… my grandmother died and we are going to her funeral
Oh…. That explains her black dress.

Me: oh

Fadz: yes… so I am not leaving your crazy self anytime soon baby
She gave me a k-ss
Me: by the way… I am sorry about your granny
Fadz: don’t worry she was ninety three years she lived her life man… not everyone can reach that age. By the way I am pretty sure I smell of s€× but we are leaving right now and my parents are downstairs at the garage
What the f-ck!!!!

She laughed at the expression on my face.
Fadz: dad was actually impressed with you the other day… as much as it hurt me that day… dad kept us all locked in to see when you will leave for home. And that very same day we got a call about granny’s death.

Me: you mean it

Fadz: yes

Me: so they let you come to see me before you go?

Fadz: yes
If I was eight years old I would have jumped on top of the table with the excitement.
Fadz: don’t get me wrong though… he was pissed off that you had a nerve to do what you did but he was more impressed that you had the courage to kneel and apologize and offer to take my punishment because you loved me.
I grabbed her wa-ist and k-ssed her then pulled her hand.
Me: come on… I am going to greet them
She laughed
Fadz: whoa lover boy… you look a mess, you haven’t even tucked in your shirt.
I quickly prepared myself and went to meet her parents.
Me: Good day…. Parents

Mr. Zanindi: you have a nerve boy

Me: I am sorry sir

Mr. Zanindi: you f-ck my daughter then pull on an innocent face
My tongue swelled. What… how did he know?
Mr. Zanindi: you think after this I don’t know about the time you took my daughter for New Year’s Day and the day my daughter spent at your house, what you did.
The first thing that came out of my mouth was a nervous laugh… even Fadz laughed
Me: no sir… you got it all wrong sir… I just wanted to tell you to drive safely… Had I known earlier I would have booked you a flight

Mr. Zanindi: sure you would have
He gave me a newspaper and left in his car…. I have never been so happy. I opened the papers and the cover page was my relationsh¡p to Fadz. It was yesterday’s paper. I just laughed and went back in… I couldn’t careless about the paper.
Trisha
Yep I have moved to my house again and well Henry decided to take a leave for my wh0le ninth month. I mean how wonderful that is. Mom and mother in law officially stay with me. Junior is one happy little baby who loves talking way too much although all he can do right now is wail.
Emily: mom…

Me: sleep sweet heart

Emily: when the babies come… will you still love me

Me: of course baby…. I will always love you… do you know why?

Emily: no

Me: because you are my child

Emily: and I will be the best big sister

Me: sure you will… how is your mom

Emily: you mean my other mom?

Me: yes….

Emily: she is really nice… she says I am the best thing that ever happened to her

Me: that makes the two of us…. sleep baby okay.
I switched the lights off and went to my room… I think I took thirty minutes. Henry was sitting on the bed waiting for me. as soon as I lied down he started m-ssaging my legs. Honestly I k now that sometimes I am impossible but this man of mine…. He has been treating me like I am a glass… like seriously he hired a midwife to stay at home with me.
Henry: I told you not to bother yourself with Emily

Me: she requested for me

Henry: you know I won’t argue with you… are you full?

Me: yes I just want to sleep.

Henry: are my babies not kicking

Me: they always do like crazy but surprisingly today they are silent as hell

Henry: do you think something is wrong… do you want us to go to the hospital

Me: no Henry… we are leaving in Five days although I don’t get why because there is still two weeks before my due date.

Henry: two weeks before I see my little angels.
I giggled just before I felt a cramp. I kept quite then rested. I woke up in the middle of the night suffocating. The cramps were unbearable.

Oh shit…. The bed is w-t. My water broke… my water broke
Me: my water broke
That came out as a yell that woke henry up. He switched on the light and the moment he sat his eyes on me he panicked.
Henry: Mom….mom… Susie
He ran downstairs yelling…. Susie is the mid wife.
Me: henry don’t leave me alone
I cried… the cramps were killing me. He came upstairs and helped me put my shoes on… my mom and henry’s mom came rushing up followed by the mid wife.

He tried to help me up but the only thing I wanted to do was kneel. The mid wife laid me back on my back and checked me out
Henry: what the hell are doing… she has to a cesarean operation
He was yelling more than I was
Susie: it’s too late… she has to give birth here now
Me: what?

Henry: what?

Me: no… that can’t be possible… I am giving birth to three babies… three people

Susie: there is no time to argue someone get me a towel a blanket Luke warm water.

Me: I am going to die… I am going to die…. I have to do a C-section

Mom: I have called the ambulance they are on the way

Henry: don’t cry baby… it’s going to be okay

Me: it’s going to be okay…. Henry I am dying
I was now crying…. I don’t know if it was because of the fear of giving birth by pushing or because of the cramps. Soon I felt her slapping my inner thighs twice
Susie: I am going to count to ten then you push
Oh shit….