The Big 5

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“How did you know that Gerry was going to pull that s**t?’’ asked an angry Brutus “because he blames us for his father’s death and he is a power-hungry son of a b***h’’saidMr. Molefe. “ I say we kill him,” said Brutus “we can't afford a war and besides Gerry knows in a fight we would be too powerful” replied Themba. “Hence he came to the big 5” added Mr. Molefe. “Well, what next? “Asked Themba. “We carry on with our lives, the Khozas won’t do anything,” said Mr. Molefe as they drove off.

“Well that was a f*****g waste of time” yelled Derrick. “I know these guys stay afraid of the Molefe’s” cried out Gerry “because they have made us all rich, “said Francis.

On the drive home, Mr. Khatombela was dead silent and Robert was too. They arrived at the house and Mr. Khatombela went straight into his study. “Is everything alright?” asked Chiwembe “Nah Nah as a matter of fact get everyone but Obakeng into the study, we need to talk.” Said, Robert. Within 10 minutes the room was full. Mr. Khatombela and Robert exchanged looks and Robert started talking “earlier today we met with the other families, now I know you may be shocked as to why that happened since we only meet once a year and we were scheduled to do that later this year but this was an emergency meeting. Well, the truth is I have kg gm we have both good and bad news. The good news is we found who was behind the assault on Obakeng, the bad news is it was orchestrated by the Molefe family.” There was a stunned silence before Eileen said “I can sort of kind of see the reason why they would do that, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that it leaves us in a kind of sticky situation.” “ Yes, my princess you are right because since the attack the boycotts along with the bad publicity we’ve been getting have died down however if we don’t retaliate we look weak to the others, “said Mrs. Khatombela. “So what do we do? “Asked Robert. “ I’ll tell you what we do nothing because of absolutely nothing! I’m not about to pick a fight with Godfrey because my son went and stuck his prick forcefully into someone’s daughter. I won’t! I love him but we all know going against the Molefe's is suicide.” Yelled Mr. Khatombela. “look I know you value your friendship and I know you’ve seen what they are capable of but that is our boy covered in bruises because of them! ‘cried out Mrs. Khatombela “ I hear you mom but attacking them could hurt us in many ways, look at the fact that the tenders for the resort in the Namib desert we got it because of them not to mention they have more firepower and spies.” Argued Eileen “and we need to remember that some of the Dambe cargo is stored in our hotels and the Molefes get rid of the heat brought about that cargo, we attack them they could easily let the police raid us” added Mr. Khatombela “so I’m hearing that we can’t do anything because they could kill us all or kill us financially? Asked Mrs. Khatombela ``yeah if we started a war they would kill us all” admitted Robert. Eileen looked up and saw OB standing by the door “hey OB'' she said “don’t hey OB me! I get attacked and everyone is thinking about money or dying? I am Obakeng Khatombela, son of the most powerful family in Africa and my father is a feared man who won't do anything because he's afraid of dying. I don’t know a lot of things but what I do know is those Molefe f***s always get away with anything. I have stitches in my f*****g ass! My ass!” yelled Obakeng who then proceeded to storm out with his mother and sister in hot pursuit of him. “Do you think I’m weak?” asked Mr. Khatombela, "I feel like I understand your decision because they are strong but I also know we need to find a way to plug the gulf in power between us and them” said Robert.

Mr. Molefe had booked out a nice garden to host the wedding of Rita and Dwayne. Mrs. Molefe had picked out the place; she had also chosen the color theme. One would’ve thought that it was her wedding and not her daughters. There was no expense spared, the top chefs had been brought in, there was even an ice sculpture of the bride and groom, an open bar that stocked the most expensive alcohol and there were even a few high profile guests invited. This wedding had been so talked about that people were desperate for invites. Soon there was an arrival of black range rover SVRs. It was the groom Dwayne and his groomsmen making their arrival. They were all dressed in tailor-made suits with the exception of the groom who was in a blue suit. They proceeded to make their way to the high table to take their seats. “He may be a lot of things but damn Sean can wear the hell out of a suit, “said Johnny who was in a grey custom-made suit. “You’re not bad yourself, “said Ludo who was in a tailor-made dress that matched colors with Johnny’s suit. “You know since we're here I might as well use the occasion as a chance to ask about our future. After we both get our degrees do you want to elope or do want something like this?’ asked Johnny “ I want a wedding but I also want a glamorous honeymoon” replied Ludo “ well then I’ll make sure you get both “he said as he kissed her on the cheek. Soon a convoy of Bentley Bentaygyas arrived and Rita stepped out in her wedding gown, her father stepped out too in a black custom suit as well. They walked down the aisle together with the bridesmaids not too far behind. The bride and groom took their places at the high table and the introductions and speeches began. As the speeches wore on the people in attendance were happy and more importantly drunk. When Johnny gave his speech and moved tribute to his sister, the women were in tears but ironically the biggest waterworks were from his oldest brother Sean who wept like a big baby. As Johnny went back to his seat Sean yelled out “isn’t love a beautiful thing”. Sean’s best and worst trait was that he wasn’t afraid to show his emotions. It was a quality that many felt was the reason he could not take over from his father when he stepped down as he was easy to read and also essay to manipulate. However, it was also his best quality because he was never afraid to show if something made him happy or sad. Susette always found it attractive and arousing whenever Sean publicly showed his emotions. She watched and in her mind she was imagining the things they would do to each other once they got home. However, someone else was also aroused by Sean’s display and it was none other than Thuli. A live band started performing and everyone began to dance. As the celebration wore on Brutus stepped away from the open bar with a half-full bottle of gentleman jack in his hand and a cocktail in the other hand. He slurred“let me show you I can move'' and he began dancing. Brutus’s dancing was so good that not long he was surrounded by almost everyone. “I didn’t know Brutus had such a vibe,” said Ludo. As all this was going on Sean snuck away but not before he exchanged glances with Thuli. He made his way to the bathrooms and the moment Thuli walked in he snatched her and pinned her against the wall kissing. As they continued kissing his hand made its way into her dress whilst she was undoing his pants. They stumbled into the toilet and she pushed him down onto the toilet seat. She lowered herself onto him and they both let out loud moans. Tom told Kimberly that he needed the bathroom before they could talk about heading home. He began to walk in the direction of the toilets. As he was approaching he could hear muffled moans and thought how disgusting how people couldn’t wait but then concluded with the amount of alcohol that was consumed people would get frisky. He stood by the urinal and peed as the moans coming from the toilet grew louder before they went silent. Tom was washing his hands when Thuli walked out. He saw her and smiled at her and made his way to the dryer. However what he saw next disappointed him as he saw Sean walkout.

“Why are we here, Ray?” asked Patrick. “Well I have an idea that could take us to the next level,” said Ray. “I thought you were here to explain why you have been at war with local corner boys instead of distributing our stuff,” said Derrick. “I thought I ought to take out any of our potential competition, figuring as I am the exclusive dealer for your family’s weed, but also for another reason. See I feel like we make good money pushing weed, but we could make so much more if we moved into cocaine and h****n. See those local corner boys I’ve been at war with, they’ve been selling the cheap version of the s**t and my war with them has seen me cut off their supply line because no one is going to pick a fight with us” said Ray. “What’s your point?” asked Gerry. Ray took a deep breath and said “I know of a cartel in Colombia that could supply us with pure cocaine and another in Mexico that could do the same for us with h****n. Really good quality stuff, not the s**t that’s on the streets. The problem is they won’t talk to me and they only take bulk orders. You’re the only family that I know that could move the weight they are talking about without attracting attention and I also value the relationship we have”. Gerry stood up and paced around before saying “we'll back you with the Mexicans and Colombians, but only if you promise to continue to sell for us exclusively” the Khosa brothers were all standing in front of Ray who shook hands with them and they smoked cigars.