since my brother passed away.
When my brother picked you from the gutters,
-Hello, Ma. -Hello, daughter-in-law.
-How are you? -I'm well, Zaza.
Ma, I was just showing Grandma my new PS5.
Let's have some tea.
Look at your hair, you. What is this?
"For you I will." Oh, my brother's child.
-Get him out of here. -Yes, sir.
Hey, Grandma.
A bloody car and a shag pad. Shame on you.
My brother was in the middle of helping us build partnership there.
Because you've been gallivanting about town!
you didn't earn, young lady.
you would know that this house is under the company's name.
My brother must be turning in his grave watching you sleep around.
I caught her red-handed, Ma, with another man!
And tell them that they must come and collect their rubbish!
Pack all your belongings and get out of here!
Out!
Go away!
-Daughter-in-law. -Ma?
And you, Fakazile.
My children,
My children. Ever!