Obessed with my oracle wife

"Damage control."

Tino POV

 I am woken up by a stream of sunlight beams which come off a perk through the improperly closed curtains. I don't even remember when did I dozed off to sleep. After Amandla sent me away from the Sine room.. she had given me an ear full ,in every one kept hounding me" Why did you take Rose by your place at Umhlanga. " It's infuriating and I'm already beating myself up. Only hoping I don't lose her over this, and get her to trust me. I went straight to her room . I will beg her to listen to me , I will explain to her the I.O.U. I have a flashback (sss)

At the age of 16, the year I found out I had a 4yrs son due to what happened in England when I was 12yrs old.  I was outta of control, being more of a p*****t not respecting women as a whole. This family reunion the guys had seminars but it seemed more like a low key intervention for me. The whole thing was sensitive. They have to walk on eggshells less I go insane and self isolate , or shut down like before. Anyway we came up with a system of having females whom we had contracts with, these contracts signed are without loop holes except should any one get married the contract is void.  The contract states: This is a booty call contract between ....(a space for the names)... The partners will agree to meet up with each other on demand, whenever. The female or can request the s** . This is consent and agreement to have s** as requested by the partners. The partners can never say no to each other. We don't talk about booty call services to anyone. The female will be compensated with ...(agreed request)... For as long as....( an agreed time)... and  the Female(name)  is not allowed to engage or be inter-mate with any other in the male without the explicit permission of (the male partner). ...... The contract goes on with more details of what s****l activities the two agree on, and  OTHER THING the last part is : SHOULD ANY ONE OF THE PERSONS GET MARRIED THE CONTRACT WILL BE VOID.                                                                  Guess they just wanted to create a "safe space" for my pervy behaviour that is what they called it anyway, No unwanted babies, or lawsuit...but after that year the guys meet up yearly and have bro talks about respecting and protecting women. For an Accardo man it's our duty to create a Safe space for women. Yes, some of the businesses we have, well managed by my uncles and his sons from my father's side brothels, strip clubs...never forcing a girl to stay  when they want out. Well dad Nkosi and most people don't know about that part of our business. END of sss and thought.

I walked into her room, the bed was empty, I walked to the bathroom, there was no-one . Okay now I start to panic running from room to room: the kitchen, gym, pool, pool house,tv-room;dance studio...Amandla's room which is empty . She's left me, she's gone...At this point my heart is beating fast as if it will just pop out of my mouth,  I am panting around breathless. I finally go back to my room and grab my phone "have to call her'. I look at my phone screen...messages from Amandla , there is even a video captioned : Bro on DAMAGE CONTROL... The video shows her and Sine boarding a plane in the wee hours of the morning.

5  am: Don't panic, just give me time to explain things to her. You may call her but don't follow us...Think about it: one week apart or 3 months away from her. Whatever you do next,  stay there. 

WHAT!? will she really send me off to haunting England...I haven't lost it yet but if she is trying to separate me from my lav ...I thought to myself huffing and puffing as I pace up and down the room. I open more of her messages.

8.10am PLEASE! Don't follow us please, I have a plan. 

8.15 she won't answer your phone calls just .DON'T TRY FINDING US, OR  coming here.

8.20. Call Angel and talk to her about it . Just any one. But DON'T COME , don't try finding us. PLEASE!

Another video pops into my phone at lunch...they are having smoothies. Amandla keeps sending me warning messages : 1 week apart or else Haunting England. They both don't pick up my calls whenever I try to call her. I invaded Bongi and Angels places. On uncle/ father duties to try occupy my mind, their kids and my son the rest of the day and week. Trying to not go insane without here...Yes , I totally get why Ne-yo can't turn off the radio off (those love songs seem to soothe yet break my heart). Throughout I repeatedly dial my oracles, my beautiful Theta number...til her voice mailbox is maxed out. I wonder if she even listens. It was mostly me saying sorry and begging her to come back to me... During the week, Wednesday she actually  picked up "I am so sorry...That is why I needed the month to sort things out ...I am sorry. Please let me see you, could we meet, let me explain" I plead and explain to her. I only got silence and no response and she dropped the call. On Thursday Amandla calls "Bro , look booked you a flight, Cape Town...see you tomorrow. Just check your emails for more details.