Where is Christina?

GENERATIONS fans are sitting on the edges of their seats, sharing the tension faced by the Khumalos as they wait to find out what has happened to their granddaughter Christina.

GENERATIONS fans are sitting on the edges of their seats, sharing the tension faced by the Khumalos as they wait to find out what has happened to their granddaughter Christina.

The apple of Sbusiso and Ntombi Dlomos' eye was kidnapped after an outing with Dineo. A day has passed since her disappearance but there is still no trace of her.

Distraught and oblivious to everything around them, budding romances have been going on right under their nose.

For starters, the love affair between Senzo and Jason had homophobics and some Christians boiling and wielding their Bibles. Their attitude, about acts they alleged were guaranteed to send people to hell, has relaxed.

After befriending Cleo and being entrusted with the secrets that led to her being jilted at the altar, Sarah, Christina's nanny, is not wasting time moving in.

All of a sudden she is spending time with Khaphela, inviting him to church services and telling him that she knows the line women have to draw when it comes to their men.

He might not yet see it because men are slow starters, but he is almost in the bag. Soon he will turn his back on the young lasses, opting for the mature Sarah who is likely to give him the respect a cultural traditionalist like him wants.

Then there is Khethiwe, newly returned from her true life confinement, to take up where she left off with the sly and streetwise Dumisani.

Country bumpkins like her are putty in the hands of playboys like Dumisani. She may resist it now, occasionally show spurs of jealousy, but the fire rekindled by that kiss has already sealed her fate.

Sam, the eternal romantic, has finally done the undoable, marrying Sharon behind everybody's back. I get cold when I imagine the tongue lashing he will get from his royal parents.

Dineo is at the bottom of the tragic drama unfolding at the Khumalos. She is making a habit of continually running into Paul Mashaba's arms.

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