'You're telling me... ', his mind split to a thought as he rolled his eyes and lost his smile momentarily, he unfortunately had been watching the news.
"And before I forget, I called because you forgot about Boitumelo's birthday last week, and they're also coming from Jo'burg ko next week Friday."
"Fok.", Rowland whispered as he rubbed his face.
"Eskeis?", his mother over heard.
"Eish Ma, jammer.", he sighed.
"Eish ya, nè? What gaan aan met jou? ", she laughed at him.
"Ke kgopela tshwarelo, Ma. Mara eish, Can't I skip this one? Ek is baie besig, and what exactly do I get a baby?", He smiled.
"Haibo Rowland, uselè man. I haven't seen you in forever, mō-mō. Ke swanetše go ema lebaka le lekakang? And if you say that you're okay, as your mother I'd like to see that for myself. ",
