Me:Hallow, makadii henyu, ndingataurawo naEddy?
Lady voice: Ahh mkwasha munenge maita wrong number imi, Eddy handimuziye
Me: Hoo, ah zvakanakai sorry henyu, asi number dzenyu hadzipere na 386 here?
Lady voice: Aiwa dzinopera na 836
Me :Ha ok sorry henyu shuwa, ko murikuchemedzereiko mwana?
Lady voice :Haa anenge aanenzara ndirikumubikira porridge
Me: Umm sure here haasi kuchemera daddy vake?
Lady voice: Ha maya, dady vake vakaenda ku south avo
Me:Hoo, vakaenda rini?
Lady voice: Vatoo ne six months, apa ndavasuwawo kana neni plus nyaya yekugara munhu wega inosvota
Me: Hoo saka mutori mega so?
Lady voice: Eh zvangu nemwana wangu
Me: Ahh hokey, saka kana ndikazofona hangu ndichinzwa kuti mwana adya porridge pangaita problem?
Lady Voice :Ha maya for as long as baba vacho vasipo so handione problem
Me: Ok, saka ndimai ani zviya?
Lady voice :Mai Susan,
Me: Mai Sue
Mai Sue: Eh
Me :Ha zvakanaka mai Sue
Mai Sue: ko imi
Mai Sue: laughing, ndokutii
Born: will let you know pandichafona
Ndopakatangira zvinhu kunetsa pachinetsera zvinhu kutanga.Mai Sue vanga vane sweet voice zvekuti ndakabva ndatonzwa kuda kuvaisa MPENZEN chaiwo (mboro nyoro).
Her voice sparked my interest, and we kept in contact. Soon, I was receiving even more phone calls from her, we talked and talked you know how it is.
Things went on like this for a few months, we talked, and got each other off as best we could over the phone. One day all of that changed, she told me she was coming to Harare to visit some family, and she wanted to arrange a meeting. I gave her all the necessary info, and we agreed to meet pa Joina City, by the way she stays in Mutare
The day finally came, we were about to meet, and hopefully, get to know each other. I put on a side pocket, ne jersy rangu rema boozer I was looking real simple zvangu zvikagoti ndakanakawo sei, dai ndiri mukadzi nerunako dai soo ndatoo nevana 45.
Taifonerana till andiudza kuti asvika pa joina city but ndikamuti amire pa old fantacyland paye panotengeswa ice cream pakanangana ne entrance ye Joina. I looked around for her as not seeing her. I took one last glance around before I saw her standinga paye, ahh there she was. I knew she wouldn’t know what to expect, so I put my sunglasses on and walked over to her. She didn’t notice until I went and stood right in front of her, and smiled at her. Petronella is her name by the way ,her face lit up when she recognized that I was the one who used to speak naye pa fone. She had noticeable dimples tukomba mumatama, which only enhanced her good looks.
We made the usual small talk for a few minutes, things like “how was the trip,” or “you’re even more amazing in person.” I couldn’t take anymore, mboro yangu kumira heavy, knowing what was sure to come.. “shaa I stay here in town, togona kuvhaya pa den pangu here for a few minutes I just want to pick something then todzoka tombotenderera zvedu munomu? ko mwana wamusiyepi?” i said…
“Ndamusiya natete and yes its fine handisi kuda kugara I have to rush back home” she said, ndikati haisi horror. Ini mweya wekusvira munhu ndo wainge watondibata. Anga akapfeka dress asi raiita kunge ka mini bhijana coz pandai driver ndaiti ndikatarisa zvidya zvake so eishh!! ndaiona tuma pundu tuya tunenge huku yakaundurwa, apa gumbo rake ngaritsvuke? Haa ndainge ndanzwa nekuda kusvira munhu ruff.