I have been called everything. Dumb, naive and the worst was ugly. You see my mother was my father 's mistress .When she gave birth to me she dumped at my father's house. Was my stepmother the best hell no . She hated me with her 3 kids. My 2 brothers and 1 sister. I was reminded every day who I was and my value in the house . I grew up as a shy kid with no friend . So now at 24 I have no boyfriend. Never been kissed man let not go further . It is a chilly night.I am in my apartment in Durban far away from my parents in jorburg.I am a nurse at Durban General . Do i love my job. Yes I do . But am a shy person. Am not outspoken am just me . With parents issues . I am watching Die Binnekring, am a for hard fan of Turkish series. Concentrating on my TV I hear a growl . I check around my apartment. Nothing . Okey am getting a little bit scared . More growling . Now am becoming more alert , then I hear a silent knock . I jump up then slowly open the door . What I see scares me . It is the Mkhize 's assassin, cold and arrogant leader, Intanda Mkhize . I scream .
" Don't scream , help me please MaKhumalo" , he says . " Y-you are asking for h-help from a Khumalo ", I say . "And you have been shot ".There and then my nursing skills take over . I drag him into the house. I lay him down in my white carpet. Then take my emergency kit and work on him .By mid night he is still unconscious. I cooked noodles and ate left his share . Unknowingly i fell asleep in my couch . It has been a long day. I am waken up by growl . I am taken back then boom , all memories of last night come in rushing. I jump when I see no one on my carpet . I hear him opening pots . I see he is all cleaned up and no wearing a shirt . Boy he is hmmmm hot I mean HOT . I trace my eyes to his abes to his bulge in the trousers. He is handsome like a Greek god. He coughs. I giggle .
" Good morning Makhumalo" , his voice is heavenly . Gosh I could listen to him all day long . "Good morning Intanda ". I say. I quickly go and look at his shot shoulder , It is no longer bleeding . "You scared me last night Intanda ". " I am sorry, but .." He scratches his hand and continuous " I was losing blood and knocked and the first door I saw , But thank you so much Makhumalo." I look at him " Lufuno " . "Aaah " he says . I reply " that is my name ." I find my self blushing. He soo handsome my God . I see that he has prepared breakfast . I look at him with a question mark wasn't he hurt . " You were hurt why did you cook ahhh , Intanda do want to kill me aaah". He looks at me and smiles . Now it was more awkward. I go and refresh and drink my meds , they keep me insane and shut the voices in my head. Them eat my breakfast fast . Luckily am off today. Within two hours the house is cleaned up and I have checked Intanda 's wound . A little while ago a car took him back to his world . I feel lonely with him hear I felt a little a live but it was for a while his back to his world and I am back to mine .Or so I thought. The day is over before I even think about it . I take my meds then I knock of . I am waken by a knock , a very loud knock . I rush to the door to meet my neighbor, Mrs Mthethwa that woman has stories for days and love to ask for a cup of sugar always . She is like a granny I never had ." Dear, you see I have a grandson he is handsome like my Johny (her late husband) .He is in the army, you will love him ". I look at her. Yes I know her grandson he handsome in his own way but he does not make my blood rush like Intanda .My mind rushes to those abes boy he is a dream. I hear Mrs Mthethwa clear her throat . I look at her and answer " Yes ma he is nice , is he back ."
"Yes he is and he excited to meet you ". We chat until it is midday and we eat lunch I prepared . And yes I agreed to go on one date with Mrs Mthethwa ' s grandson on my off day which was next Saturday. Monday I back duty and am loving the moments. Saturday come fast than I anticipated. Here we go. I look at the mirror am all dolled up to me Matt , Mrs Mthethwa 's grand son .At exactly at eight pm my door bell rings . I open my door to be welcomed by a clean gentlemen. He has bought flowers . I take a smile one thing you should know I hate flowers I mean I hate them to the core . At my mental asylum flowers in my room where constantly changed . And I hated them because I could stare at them always .Count them and count them back . So Matt has bought memories that I would like to bury . I quickly thanked him. We went and dinned at Dukkah restaurant and Bar . It was okey I mean the man was talking more about himself . I even found myself yawning at some point . " I mean my General praised me yes me . Luu I enjoyed some privileged for a day . " Blah blah and he continues . " Luu you should see me in my uniform I look like a snack ". He smirks ." Really that is nice " , . The night ends on low note on my end . He drops me off at my apartment ." Another date " he winks . " Off course " . Gosh my jaws hate from all the fake smiles . And that i how i spent my day