Ainge ari makuseni emuna July kuchitonhora ndichangopedza kudya
breakfast, foni yangu ichibva yarira.Ndakamhanya kudaira thinking kuti
it was about my job application for the accountant position but it was
sister ayiti vana vake varikuda kundiona since tainge tane nguva tisati
tawonana. Kubva murume wangu ashaika 6 months ago ndainge ndisati
ndavaona. After much persuasion, ndakati ndichauya kuzovaona pa
weekend. Murume wangu akafa ne accident a few months ago and I had
become very lonely and missed kusvirana kwataiyita. I knew I had to take
a break and go someplace that didn’t remind me of my late husband.

There were times at night I would feel him next to me or in the
bathroom. I felt his lips paminyatso yangu and his strong arms wrapped
around my back, only to wake up ndakatota, minyatso yangu iri hard as
rocks. Murume wangu was an expert pabonde. Taitamba ma games akandivhara
maziso, achindisvira nekundibata ndonakirwa hangu. Many times he would
tie me pamubhedha, ondibvisa hembe dzese, ondirova magaro obva andisvira
kusvikira ndakuita kuti munhu apererwa nemweya wekufema. The thought
yekuita mumwe murume had not crossed my mind but I knew ndainge
ndisingade kupedza hupenyu hwangu alone. Dzimwe nguva ndainzwa kuda
murume ndopedzisira ndakuzvibata nekuzvisvira nema toys but ndaibva
ndachema before ndatunda.

That weekend I packed enough clothes to last me a few weeks and hoped
kuti ndaizowana something kuBulawayo to get me kamwe kaupenyu and a
chance to let go of the memories. Before leaving the house,
ndakabvisa wedding ring as a sign of moving on. Ndichipinda mu Mercedes
Benz yangu I gave my house a hard long look as a final goodbye to the
home that gave me so much to remember. Ndakaziva kuti it was time to let
go. Ndainge ndicha driver about 7 hours kuti ndisvike saka ndakazviudza
kuti ndichamira kaone ndotenga chikafu nekudira petrol. I put on my
favorite Enrique Iglesias CD and concentrated on the road. ‘Everything’s
Gonna be Alright’ started playing. The song was perfect so I hit replay
to listen to it over and over again.

Two hours into my journey I heard a funny sound kubva mu engine. Pane
red light pa dashboard rayiti there was an engine problem. Ndakatanga
kutya as I realized the nearest town was still 45 mins away. I was in
the middle of nowhere. Engine yemota did its best to keep me on the
road, but when smoke started kubuda on the bonnet, I knew I had to pull
over. I called my insurance company and they said it would be at least
two hours before someone could get there. Ndaida kusvika before
kwasviba, so the best option was to hitch a ride. Ndaitya hangu but I
had to take a chance. After waiting just 10 minutes pakasvika gonyeti
richibva ramira, driver wacho akaburuka ndokubvunza if all was well.
Ndakamuudza kuti ndainge ndaiita breakdown and insurance company vati
vatumira munhu but inini handisikuda kumirira saka ndaidawo lift.

Driver uyu ainzi Mike and akabvuma kunditakura since aiyenda the same
direction. As he drove we got to know each other. I told him my story
and he listened attentively, achibvumirira with the ‘Hmm’, his focus on
the road ahead. When I finished he glanced at me, smiled at me and said,
amai you only need kunyatsosvirwa chete. Ndakangoti ahhh, but it was
not wierd ndinoda murume anonyatso taura his mind. Akabva ayita slow
down ndokubva amira. Akandidhonzera kudrivers seat ndokuzevezera munzeve
mangu zvikanzi lets see kuti beche rakatota zvakaita sei.Akabva andikisa
and it felt nice. I could feel zimboro rake richimira paaisimudza skirt
yangu and my heart was pounding paakabvisa braaa rangu ndokubva atanga
kuyamwa mazamu angu.

Ndainge ndagarisa ndisati ndaona mboro chaiyo or even kuibata saka
ndakavhura zip yebhurugwa ndichitya ndokubva mabuda uno muzvambarara
wemboro. Ndakatanga kumubonyora slowly ndisati ndaiyisa mumuromo mangu
ndichisveta tujuice twainge twatanga kubuda pamusoro wemboro.
Ndakawedzera kuibonyora ndichiita semunhu arikutokoira mboro yake
nemuromo ndikaona munhu avhara maziso ake achichemerera nekunakirwa.
Akabvarura white bhurugwa rangu ndokutanga kunanzva mukati mebeche rangu
mainge matota zvisingaite, I was exploding on the inside ndichinzwa
rurimi rwake rwuchiita kundikoira rwuchinyura mubeche rangu. Ndainakirwa
zvekuti ndakawedzera kuvhura makumbo ndikatanga kudhonzera musoro wake
mubeche rangu kuti rurimi rwake rwunyatsodzika mukati mebeche rangu.

Mike akararisa seat ndokubva ati pfeee, iwe masasi eharare that was the
biggest and thickest mboro ever kupinda mubeche rangu, ndakaridza mhere
ndichimudhonza magaro kuti ayende deeper. Mike akaramba achikoira neimwe
speed yakapenga and zvainaka. A few minutes later I climbed on top
ndichibva ndanangisa zimboro rake mubeche rangu ndichibva ndawedzera
kuchemerera zvine noise chaiyo. Mike akandibata muwaist ndokutanga
kundimuvha up and down pamboro yake. Handisirini chete ndainakirwa ipapo
ndainzwa Mike achichemererawo ndokubva ndabata mazamu angu ndichibva
ndamuti andiyamwe. As he started kundiyamwa ndakanzwa mboro yake
ichiwedzera speed achiguma pagspot chaipo ndikaziva kuti it’s just a
matter of seconds before I explode nekunakirwa.

Akandirarisa neside ndokubva atanga kukoira nepaside, I was having the
time of my life and after a few minutes ndakaridza mhere ndichitunda and
at the same time ndakanzwa mboro yake ichiyita kakuwoma mukati mebeche
ndikaziva kuti kana iye ayinge akutundawo. Tainge takatota tese
pataipfeka to continue our journey and and I knew kuti kusvirwa naMike
was the beginning of better days straight ahead.