It’s Friday night, just hours before I’m to be walking around with my boobs exposed for everyone to see.
My aunt, yes that one, insisted that I stay indoors from the moment I arrived. Normally in rural areas a girl would be given a room or rondavel outside the main house to sit in until the day of the ceremony.
But I’m from the township so I’m confined in my room, covered in ibomvu and not allowed to look at men at all, including my father. Langa will have none of that, he’s been walking in and out as he pleases much to my aunt’s irritation.