Ayanda's Wedding

By Drum Digital
24 February 2014

Ayanda was in love with her man but she wanted her freedom.

For the first time in her life, Ayanda felt happy and satisfied.

She’d never felt so complete.

Every day she woke up ready to face the day with vigour and enthusiasm. She was open to the many possibilities that were out there. Gone was the old Ayanda who used to live in fear.

She was no longer needy, nor always longing for approval.

“I’m my own woman now,” she told her friends Sanele and Zola over lunch. “I feel like shouting to the world: ‘Look out – here I come!’”

“It’s true,” Sanele agreed. “Ever since Fikile came into your life it’s been transformed.”

“You’re so lucky to be engaged to such a wonderful man,” Zola said. “Let’s havea look at that engagement ring again!”

Ayanda’s enthusiasm suddenly waned. Reluctantly she showed them her ring and watched as they gushed over the diamond.

“What on Earth is the matter!” Sanele asked, noticing her friend had gone quiet.

“You don’t look happy at all. Is everything okay Ayanda? Is it something we said?”

“No, it’s not you,” Ayanda said. “It’s me.”

“Tell us all about it, girl,” said Zola. “We’re here for you.”

“It’s Fikile and me,” Ayanda started. “I’m supposed to marry him in six months’ time and I’m suddenly having second thoughts – I’m not sure that’s what I want at all!”

“But Fikile’s a great guy,” Sanele said.

“Many women would give their all to be in your place. Are you out of your mind?”

“You don’t understand,” Ayanda said. “When I met Fikile I was at a difficult place in my life. I’m grateful to him for helping me achieve a happiness I genuinely never thought possible. He helped me to recover from my depression and despair.

For the first time in my life I can now experience what it feels to be happy and to be loved.”

“So what’s the problem?” Zola asked. “He sounds like an angel to me.”

-by WN Tembo

To be continued...

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