THE INCARCERATED STRANGER

 

Chapter 27 

 

MANGALISO

 

He watches her sleeping peacefully after crying so much, painfully. She couldn't say anything nor share with him whatever made her cry like that. Her face is swollen with a five-finger imprint on it. He slowly pulls away from the bed, making sure he doesn't wake her up. He opens her small bag and takes out her phone. It has been ringing non-stop. ‘TATA,’ it’s her father. He waits for it to stop ringing, sends a text to him, and then switches off the phone. It’s 18:30. He decides to go make something easy to cook and eat, so she will have something in case she wakes up. Can it be tomorrow already so they can go back to JHB? His woman has had enough now from her mother, he supposes; that is the only person he knows who has a problem with her. What kind of mother is she? Is she a monster mother, maybe? He is pissed!  

When Ayakha called him, he was on a video call with Sage, telling him about the guy he pulled in to help them get to the people who were behind his imprisonment. Indeed, he has infiltrated their group, and like he suspected, his brothers aren’t involved; those two have their own agenda to kill him. And what he found out that was even more shocking is that the person he thought was his best friend—Nkalipho—is also one of the bastards who wanted him to rot in jail..

Sigh. Well, he’ll deal with everything when they get to JHB. Right now, the only thing that matters is his woman, her cries still echoing in his mind. He hates seeing her in pain. He heads to the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat. Once he’s finished, he decides to take a quick shower.

When he steps out of the bathroom, he finds Ayakha awake, staring into space. He applies lotion and slips on his shorts before walking over to the bed and sitting next to her.

“Hey, love,” he says softly, kissing her dry lips. The sight of her puffy eyes breaks his heart.

“How about you get up and shower? I made something for us to eat,” he suggests gently. She nods, and he helps her out of bed, pulling her into a tight hug before letting her head to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, she emerges wearing one of his big shirts. He’s finished dishing up for both of them by then. She takes her seat at the table and digs in, and he follows suit, relieved to see her eating.

They both finish eating in comfortable silence. He gets up to wash the plates, then makes hot chocolate for them. He joins her on the couch, handing her a cup.

“Thank you,” she says softly. He nods as they sip from their cups in silence.

“What happened, Aya baby?” he finally breaks the stillness.

“My mother finally confessed the reason behind her hatred towards me,” she reveals.

“Oh?” he prompts, and she nods slowly.

“Well… she hates me because I’m a product of her unfaithfulness in her marriage to my dad…” She trails off, tears beginning to flow. He places his cup on the small table, takes hers as well, and pulls her close. So her mother hates her just because she couldn’t keep her legs closed and ended up pregnant by another man.

“My father… is… my… He is…” she stutters through sobs, shaking her head in disbelief. He kisses the top of her head, gently brushing her back like a little baby.

“He is my brother, Mangaliso… my father is my brother,” she cries out, laughter mixed with pain escaping her lips.

“What do you mean? Wait, you mean your mother cheated with…” He stops short as realization dawns on him. She nods.

“My grandfather. Yes, she slept with my father’s dad,” she says, hurt evident in her voice. Women will never stop surprising you. A whole father-in-law? What kind of madness is that? No, it’s nonsense! How do you sleep with your son’s wife? How do you have sex with your father-in-law?

“My father… the person I love with all my heart, the only man I know as my father, my everything—turns out he’s my brother,” she says, her voice filled with hurt.

“Isn’t that amazing?” she adds sarcastically. He is left speechless, unsure how to comfort her in this situation. What words could possibly make things better? He’s shocked himself. Discovering that the father who raised you all these years is actually your brother—that you share a father—is a heavy burden to bear.

He simply holds her instead, letting her cry until they sit in silence together.

“She slapped me instead of apologizing for how she’s treated me my whole life,” she finally breaks the silence.

“She’s been treating me like this because I’ll be the end of her relationship. She hates me because I’m her mistake outside her marriage. I’m a shame!” she cries, and he wipes away her falling tears.

“No, no, don’t call yourself that, babe,” he says gently.

She shakes her head, frustration mingling with her sorrow. “You don’t understand. I didn’t ask to be born this way. I didn’t choose to be a secret, a burden. Now it is clear every time she sees me, it’s like she’s looking at a reminder of everything she might lose if truth was to come out.”

He pulls her closer, feeling the weight of her pain.

 “You’re not a burden. You’re not a mistake. You’re so much more than that,” he reassures her softly. “You deserve love and acceptance, just like anyone else,she shouldn't have treated you like was treating you at all.”

“But how can I accept myself when she can’t?” Her voice trembles as she speaks.

 “I was constantly reminded of how unwanted I am,by my own mother. How can I move forward after finding out the reason my own mother treated me like I’m nothing?”

He takes a deep breath, searching for the right words. “Sometimes people hurt us because of their selfish reasons and guilts. It doesn’t excuse her behavior, but at same time it  helps you understand where it’s coming from. You have to find your worth outside of her perception of you.”

She wipes her tears with the back of her hand, looking at him with a mixture of vulnerability and determination.

 “I want to believe that, but it’s hard.” 

“Maybe it is,” he says, his voice steady and warm. “But look at everything you’ve overcome already. You’re stronger than you think. And I’m here for you—every step of the way.” 

She gazes into his eyes, searching for reassurance, and for the first time in what feels like forever, a flicker of hope ignites within her. “Thank you… for being here,” she whispers.

“Always,anytime love” he replies firmly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

As they sit in the quiet embrace, she feels a sense of comfort in knowing that even in the chaos of her reality, she doesn’t have to face it alone anymore…

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RILEY

Her own father is her brother? How crazy does that sound! He has fathered her since she was a little baby, a toddler, a teenager, and now at the age of 30. He always treated her like she was still a baby, no matter what. She’s called him her father all these years; now how will it sound to call him "Brother"? Now she hates her mother with everything in her— that love she once had is gone! She doesn’t want to see that woman’s face anymore! Her mother has hurt her for her entire life, and now she has hurt her the most by revealing that her father is also her brother, that she has slept with her grandfather! What kind of mother is Lulama?  

All these years, she thought it was her fault that her mother hated her, but no—it isn’t her fault at all. It’s Lulama’s fault because she is a product of her mistake. Why didn’t she abort her if she didn’t want to keep her? It doesn’t make sense; she had many ways to avoid bringing her into this world, but instead, she let her come so she could hate and mistreat her.  

It hurts so much; the pain in her heart is hard to ignore. Though she’s trying to act strong, tears fall every second, but the pain doesn’t stop—it keeps hurting inside her heart.

She feels Mangaliso's hands wrapping around her as she stands before the mirror, staring at the five fingerprints on her cheek. Tears stream down her face. She turns to look at Mangaliso.  

"I want you to take away this pain from me," she whispers. "Make love to me and help me forget about all this madness, please." She pulls him in for a kiss. He gently holds her face, gazing deep into her eyes.  

"I love you, okay?" he says softly. She nods, the weight of her emotions heavy in the air.  

"I love you too, Mangaliso," she replies through her tears, and he claims her lips.

He attack her with a kiss and she responds. 

Her dick is growing too fast, The way she is sucking his bottom lips. Nobody,  nobody can make her body yearn for a woman as much as this woman makes him yearn for hers. He scoops her up and lay her on the couch He part her legs and make her lay on her back,  kiss her hungrily and suck her neck grabbing her ass underneath his shirt..

"Ahhh Mangaliso ...". She moans in his ears, shit he feel his dick leaking.He open her legs wide open. She is not wearing any underwear. Her beautiful pink glistening honey pot stares at him, dripping wet.

“ Fuck you are so beautiful Baby!”

He dive in, oh shit !He suck her, flickering his tongue against her clit. He loves how she tastes.

" Arhhhh please- please don’t uhhhhh ...mhhh yes" She says moaning sexily. Hearing her moans make him wanna cum instantly. 

He insert his middle finger, fingering her while he eat her out. She holds her mouth while she supresses her moans. He feel her vaginal walls closing up, she is close, He wanna cum with her.

He iimmediately stop and she looks at him with her puffy small horny eyes flushed in pleasure and shyness. He can literally feel that he is  about to cum any minute with the way he is leaking. He take him out of his shorts ,and push thevshirts down ,he slap him against her wet fold.

" Fuck baby." ,he then slowly and steadily insert him. She gasps as he feel her pussy curling around his dick.

"Mangaliso!"  She says as he fill her up balls deep.

"Shit! ",The warmth of her pussy is making him loose his mind. he lift the shirt further up revealing her perfect boobs. He leans down for a kiss. She kisses him back, he start thrusting her. She moans on his lips. He pull out of the kiss. 

"I love you Sthandwa Sami,I hate seeing you cry," He say increasing his pace, she can’t control her moans  anymore. He feel it coming, he is about to nut. 

" Fuck, oh shit, I am gonna cum." he say slipping his thumb in her mouth, she gently bites it while moaning.

"Mangaliso  wait for me! Uuhhhhh I am close." She says seductively.

"Sh**t, Baby cum with me, please, I can’t hold it any longer." He says thrusting faster, the sound of their wet deed filling the room. Her warm mouth around his thumb isn’t making his delay easy.

He thrust a few times, and he can’t hold it anymore. He feel her tensing.

They both moan in pleasure as they cum together.

“Ohhhhh f!ckkkk”

“Ohhhhhhh I love you baby”

He feel his dick twitching so hard after he immediately attack her with a kiss, sucking each other’s tongues. He then pull out of the kiss and bury his head in her neck while their sexes are still connected pulsating. She is trying to catch her breathe. He get up from her neck so he can look at her eyes.She gives him a feint smile and whisper ,she still wants him more,he smirks and scoops her taking it to the bed …

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