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Blood is thicker than water.

Blood is thicker than water.

Eva Bongani Sithole

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It talks about two identical twins who went through difficult situations because of their parents conflicts.

Chapter 1 Sturbon wife

It was early in the morning when Spha's mother said she woke up to go to fill her husband's hot water to bath, and she did not know that when she got up the people of the tribe would come to the wall in instant of being beaten and slapped by the father of her baby Spha. What time is it? Asks Spha's father! It is half past five when she talks tears were just welling up in her eyes.

I told you to put w bath water at what time? At four o'clock Khabazela, then what's your problem Mashenge, so now you think I must go to work eaten what cause the time has passed?, Then why there is any leftover food here, so kitchen is this what am going to it, (sneers at Khabazela.) Eih your talk tiveness is boring, so in your imagination, for man covanent you with cows was a mistake, so for yourself where have you heard that a married man you must let him eat cold food and for sure where did you hear that? "Who do you call kitchen Khabazela?" (Says annoyed Spha's mother), I mean you and who else am I talking to here? Of course I don't know if the twins you fell for are mine or not, I just regret it now that if i listened to my parents talking about you i think i would have been happier than now, I now which i could have taken Millicent the time my parents told me to do that, cause right now what's happening here? it's already bleeding me, I've been going to see this all the time, look at how you are now? Just like your drunked friends Patience, I even wanted to know what is so serious about these tikiline, are they already married yet?, I wonder what they teach you whereas there don't have single husband's. "(Eih you are insulting poor man to us like a woman)", you do not know that you are so late at work, (Mkhize) Nxah! Aren't you the one who doesn't do the house chores like all ladies do, thank you for your comments Mkhize i heard them. (says Mashenge) It's good that you heard i thought it best now to go back to village and be disciplined by your parents again. You mean like saltines eh? Well, at least I will take my kids and go with them cause am tired for always being your punching bag as you are now vandamme let me go and take first. What do you say, you idiot? Am not the one who mean that to be thrown as your ball anywhere. (You can see the caterpillar's eyes and say where they are going because of what you going to do, do you here me proper?) No Siphesihle the Siphamandla who is walking here, listen here am telling you about this sacrifice you must do, you going alone not with my kids, I want to find them here when i come back from work and find out where they are and you go alone with your kitchen behaviour. (He said and came out hesitantly). "And you came out now what about your food so you don't eat anymore?" Spha's mother shouted asked), but he did not answer, after he just left like that with no response inside that.

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