Mukami blew her nose loudly and said on the phone, “Ai, I can’t go out. You enjoy.”
Shiro quickly said “ok” and put the phone down, scared to catch the cold on the other side. In no time, she had dialled up Linet and Janet’s number. There was no need to waste a beautiful Thursday night just because her BFF was a little under the weather. She would go out and have fun for both of them!
The trio put on their tightest, sexiest outfits and set on a night out, each one competing to paint the town red. After a lot of arguing back and forth and naughty sms’ during the ride from South B, the girls had a deal; first they would go to Bacchus and then when it starts getting too packed… “Mercury nayo, the kwaito is too hot!” Janet cajoled as Linet rolled her eyes in the dark back-seat.
The Bacchus bouncers smiled at Shiro, who was the prettiest of the three. Her smile twinkled, the world conspiring with her and the fact that she had not dated or ‘fungad’ anyone in the last six months. She shuddered at the thought of that and was ever determined.
“Leo ni leo,” she told herself. “It’s all systems go.”
The girls were too old for ‘Bendover’ but ‘Kele Kele’ got their chutzpah kicking and ‘Ashawo’ just made them go completely crazy. With their little handbags handed over to their favourite barman for safety, they got ‘the party started’ right!
Where there are beautiful women, especially in Westlands, there is bound to be a cocky guy in the vicinity picking them out in his head.
“Eenie, meenie, minie, mo…” Onyi was wondering which of the three would most likely fall for his charm. But after Shiro turned round he cursed!
“This chick will spoil my chances with those other mamas. Why did she have to be here?” he asked himself. As if Matto read his thoughts, he laughed: “My guy, pole. Just leave those mamas for us. Because if you try anything, si Shiro will uza you to your girl.”
Onyi sat and sulked as Matto and Petero slowly inched towards the ladies, dancing politely on their haunches and laughing loudly.
“Lakini Shiro is looking HOT today!” Onyi thought. “Ai!” Shaking his head vigorously, he decided to go to the loo and punguza the highness.
As he tried to manoeuvre past the straight-line by-force dance floor without Shiro spotting him, BLACKOUT! At that very moment, in the black stillness Shiro tripped on her scarf and landed on Onyi’s well built chest. Instinctively, he held her supple softness to protect her from a fall.
Adrenalin, smoky cologne, the sweet smell of Gucci, and hairs standing alert at the nape of their necks, came together in a flash. And Onyi and Shiro just had to. They had to draw towards each other for that inevitable kiss… It was the gods…
Lights exploded in their minds just seconds before the stima actually came back on, and everyone gasped. Onyi! Shiro!
Matto, Petero, Janet and Linet didn’t say anything as Onyi and Shiro quickly came apart, an awkward silence even as the DJ waited for his computer to come back up so he could play the next track.
Matto and Petero started laughing. Linet and Janet sipped their drink as if to say: “I hope you know that you will have to tell Mukami you just kissed her man”!
Real-life: For 20 marks, should they tell Mukami?