Becoming Busisiwe Zungu

🦋-"my way , my pace , my time"

Chapter 4:Becoming

"So what type of music do you listen to" -The annoying taxi driver whom i learnt name is Stembiso Zungu who likes maskandi music since its what he has been playing since i got in this car asks , he's been driving me to work for a week now , today is his last day.We normally don't talk ,he tries having conversations with me but i would give him one word answers or straight up tell him to shut the fuck up and luckily , he actually shuts up.
"Rnb" i say.
"Ohh you look like a Amapiano type of girl" he says and laughs but stops as soon as he notices  i am not laughing.
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We drive silently to my work place , with only maskandi music playing ,he must like maskandi , everytime when he fetches me , its the only thing that is playing.We reach my work place ,today the big bosses are coming in , they only come once a month to check if their business is still alive . The taxi driver i mean Stembiso , gets out of the car and opens my door .
"Thank you" i say and leave him before he even says any thing.
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"So chomi guess who is single now"-Kgotatso
"Haibo ,what happened to Thabo"
" hay chomi , Thabo doesn't know what he wants in life and mina i need a man who knows what he wants" she says , i know by "knows what he wants" he means a rich old guy who just need a woman to make a trophy wife , the woman being her .
"Busi , the big bosses are calling you"
" hai wena , what did you do"-Kgotatso
" i don't know" i say and walk to Mr and Mrs Robertsons office .
" i heard you called for me"
"Aww Busi my child come in"-Mrs Robertson .
I get in , close the door and sit on a chair opposite their chairs .
" How you doing my kind"-Mr Robertson
" i am doing well mr Rob , how have you been doing"
" Well , Well"-Mr Robertsons
"Busi my kind (my child), do you remember the first time you came here"-Mr Robertson
"For the interview"
"Yes you said , your dream is being an Accountant not a coffee girl"-Mrs Robertsons .
"Where did that dream go to my baby"-Mr Robertsons
" i mean.. i still want to be an Accountant but.."
"aa.aaa no buts Busi"-Mrs Robertsons .
"A family friend of mine has a company ,they need an Accountant"-Mrs Robertsons .
Aww shame yaz uMr and mrs Robertsons.
I smile."Oh i see where this going, thanks mr and Mrs Robertsons but no thanks ,i can't take the offer"
"But why , Busi you need this , you want this , this is your dream"-Mr R
"I know Mr R ,but i am still comfortable where i am, thank you guys  alot for caring but im okay really"
"Okay Busi can you atleast think about it"-Mrs R
"Okay ,but please don't put your hopes high .
I stand up and leave.
I appreciate Mr and Mrs R trying to help but i think i am  fine where i am , i think i am scared of changes like if i go to the new job what will happen to the bond i have with this place ,i think ever since my parents left me saying they were going to find work only for them to come back in body bags caused me trauma plus this is my dream and i want to achieve it my way , my pace , my time with no help from people.