Vakabva pandiri and looked at me smiling… I moved my head ndokuvakisser baba vaye, zikiss riya rine mutsindo inomisa mboro one time. Ndakavati “kumberi it will be my turn yekukupai chikapa, you will never forget this day I tell you” Ndakadaro giving my best smile… I was surprised by myself after saying those words as I never say such things… Mboro inosandurawo vanhu mafungiro sometimes mmm. Ndakangoti iyi Nyoro paToll Gate ndanakirwa…. Read Part 1 of Nyoro paToll Gate to better understand the next part.
Nyoro paToll Gate continues – Part 2
Mota yakasimudzwa ndokurova pasi and yaifamba sezvo yaive yemhando yepamusoro. Inenge yanga iri Mercedes Benz if i am not mistaken, like the ones dzirikupihwa vanhu na Sir Wicknell. Takasvika Polokwane in no time and ndokumira paGarage where he was filling up petrol at that Shell Garage just before Polokwane CBD. He bought us food to eat and ndakatambira ndichisekerera smile inouraya munhu. Ndakaziva kuti zvangu zvanaka, kutokanganwa kuti I am a married woman wena haha.
I left my food on the car seat and went to the bathroom to clean up because ndaiziva kuti ndoda kuzoSurpriser baba ava neBeche later and ndanga ndakazara hurume hwavo from earlier… just thinking about it ndaibva ndanzwa kunakidzwa.
I came back vapedza zvekudira petrol and he was waiting for me, I swear I saw him smile as i approached the car. I got into the car, got settled and he drove off. He was quiet all of a sudden so I asked him what was wrong and he said he just felt bad about what happened. I assured him that we shared the blame and there was no need to feel bad. So I put my Coke Zero Sugar on the cup holder leaned over ndokukisser baba vaya pamuromo and sat back down. He just looked back at me and smiled hameno kuti kufarisa kwacho kwakanga kwabva kupi, i don’t even know.
With a huge smile on my face, I whispered to myself… “just wait till I finish eating ndoda kukupa imwe Nyoro paToll Gate” He heard part of what I said and asked what I had said and I was quick to say nothing. I finished eating and put away the KFC bucket and the rest of the chicken bones… All the while mota yairova pasi.
We seemed like we were flying or maybe i ate slowly because pasina time I saw sign yakanzi Toll gate 10KM. I looked at Kells and smiled at him and he seemed surprised as he saw movement from my end. When he saw me moving, he wanted to ask what was up but before he could he saw what I was doing. I removed my seat belt and ndakasverera pamberi petrouser rake and ndakanzwa chimboro chiya chichioma mbichana mbichana.
Ndakavhura zip ndokuchiburitsa and asati ataura ndakachiisa mukanwa mangu. Ndakayamwa kunge mwana ane nzara. I had a mission and ndakayamwa mboro musi uyu and to think kuti kumba kwangu murume handiyamwe ndichiti he must first bath. Apa i didn’t care kuti mboro iyi ine tsvina here or haina ndakayamwa chete and i enjed every moment of it.
Ndakaona murume adzora speed and akufamba kuyellow line and ndakaramba ndichiyamwa chete once in a while coming up for air. I would make eye contact with him and smile and he would smile back. Takazosvika paToll Gate mboro yaita musoro wakatsvuka ichiita kunge dynamite roda kuputika… He paid using his FNB visa card and drove and parked just about a kilometre from the toll gate. Ndakasekerera ndega ndika Nyoro paToll Gate seconds mmm.
Achingoparker chete ndakasimuka ndokugara pamakumbo pake ndakamutarisa kunge mukadzi aripabasa. Ndakapinza chimboro chiya mukati mangu ndokugarira hooter by mistake and yakarira and scared us all… He reached over and moved his seat backwards and gave me more room to really show him chinonzi chikapa.
Ndakapinza chimboro chiya chose and ndokutanga kurova chikapa ndichiita kunge ndirikumupa dziya dzavanoti lapdance pachirungu. Ndaishandisa mamuscles angu emukati mebeche kusveta mboro yake yese mukati and ndakaona kuti baba varikunakirwa ava. I maintained that speed ndokuramba ndichimusvira chete and I was proud of myself.
Pasina time and without warning ndakaona murume obowa kunge mombe achitundira mukati mangu… Tsa Tsa Tsa Tsa and it was non stop and ini handina kumira kumusveta nebeche rangu. Ndakaramba ndichipomba chete kusvika mboro iya yarara. I looked at him smiled at him…
Ndakasverera my face towel and cleaned myself up, and before vadzosera mboro yavo mukati, I reached over ndokuicleaner nemuromo wangu. Ndakasveta yese kusvika yave clean ndokuidzosera mukati ndokuvhara zip… I looked at him smiling and said… “Let us go baba”…
With that, we hit the road again. We arrived at the border and all was done in no time. There was no action until we got to Masvingo. Vakandisvira ndakabata back seat ivo varipanze and ndokutundira mukati mangu heavy again. I think this baby i have is his chete because kulazwa kwacho nekutundirwa mukati was on a high level. ndakangoti haa Nyoro paToll Gate tazoiwanza manje mmm.
Takasvika Harare and he dropped me off in town and I got inDrive and went home where hubby was waiting for me proudly. Ndakasvika kumba and pretended to be sick cause kusvirwa kwacho haa I couldn’t take it anymore. I never heard from this man ever again but If given a chance haa ndinovapa rese beche racho hangu no regrets.
Thanks for reading my story Nyoro paToll Gate, comments are welcome. Story Created by Dennis T
