Mphakamseni The Arranged Man

Mphakamseni The Arranged Man
#10

MPHAKAMSENI

Looking at this beautiful creature beside me makes me have all sorts of emotions. Imagine the beauty and the beast she's even tiny, everything in her is just tiny. I'm so afraid of the day we decide to take each other on paradise what will go down. It's like her velvet is plastered, I've never seen a tiny pussy as this not that I've seen one anyway. I just can't wait to tap it but first I need to work on myself and my self esteem. I want to be a man not just any man but her man I don't even know if I'm making sense.
I'm creasing my huge thumb on this tiny face and her eyes flung open.
"Did I wake you?" I ask. I didn't mean to wake her up. I just can't get enough of this beauty.
"How will I even sleep when you're whole weight is on top of me." She whines, I smile admiring her strength and courage. I'm just blessed to have her as a wife.
"This is how we sleep moss you've never complained but today I'm killing you." I say making her to laugh.
"You silly man. Good morning by the way." She kisses me, damn this woman has that hold of me I cannot explain.
Phaka's kissing game is now on top notch. No more waterfall, no more swimming pool. All thanks to Zelo for teaching him.
"I want you to sit and not do nothing today. I'll do the cleaning and cooking. If you want to go to the toilet I'll carry you , I'll even help you wipe your behind." I say squeezing her huge reverse yomhlaba.
"I think I should just admit you to the psychiatric hospital." She starts scanning my whole body checking my temperature.
"I'm not mad nor sick. I just want to spoil my woman." I say.
"Did I say you mad? Now I'm starting to believe that you mad cause you thinking that I think that you mad." What the hell is she saying.
"Woman you not even making sense."
I pull her closer to me giving her the warmest hug ever. Staying in her arms has always been the best, listening to one another's heart beat has become our daily routine.

BONGEKILE

It's very cold in Cape Town and I hardly slept and the craziest thing decides to happen. Zubby sneaked into my bedroom last night claiming it's cold he can't sleep. I offered him blankets but he declined them. The next thing he climbs on top of the bed and sleeps, I let him be. I was a bit uncomfortable with a man sleeping besides me holding me tight. I've never shared a bed with any other man other than my ex husband. I kept tossing and turning and finally I eventually slept.
Zubby said he wants me to explore Cape Town today and I must admit it's very beautiful and refreshing. He keeps holding my hand claiming I will get lost. At first I didn't mind cause he was being sincere until he introduced me to his friends as his wife, foolish me played along because I didn't want to embarrass him. As old as I am having these unexplainable electronic connection in my body. When ever he touches me it happens, I've never experienced this kind of feeling even with my ex husband. Whatever it is I hope it stops I don't want to find myself in a very heart breaking position.
"Queen I need to pass by the office. There are a few documents I need to sign." So now I even have a pet name within 24 hours.
"You can drop me by the house and you can go to work." I don't want to disturb him. Already he has done alot for me in just one day. I'm sure his wife or girlfriend will not appreciate the cosiness that's going on between us.
"It will be actually great if you meet the stuff and I've already told them I'm coming with you." He says making me to sigh feeling defeated. I wonder what goes on this man's mind. I kept quite cause I had no words to say to him I knew I won't win this. This man and his daughter Bakhulumile (Nana), they don't ask but they tell you. Right now that's what he is doing, he is not asking but rather telling me what to do.
As we enter the building I become speechless. I though my ex husbands company was big but this is…. I don't even have the right words for it. What a big clothing store. I think this guy is addicted into holding my hand.
"Tania can you inform everyone to be in the staff hall as in now." There he goes again ordering the shivering poor girl.
Tania girl did as she was told. It seems as if they are scared of him, everyone is fixed on whatever they are doing it show that his presences affects them. All this while he still has my hand locked in his. We arrive at the stuff hall and by the looks of things seems as if everyone is here. The uniform is hilarious I tell you.
"Thank you all for coming in such short notice. As I informed you all that you will be having a new manager. This Queen right here is my Mrs Bongekile Godson my black goddess, I will appreciate it if you address her as Mrs Godson. Respect her and she will respect you, if you shit on her she will definitely shit on you. Any words my Queen before I let them go." He definately got me by surprise. He is looking right straight in to my eyes with his proudest smile ever making me look stupid.
Again he decides to put me in an awkward position. Being this Mrs Godson over night makes me want to faint. I seriously don't know what has come over him, again I have to pretend to the staff and play along. This issue must be discussed. I cannot have him throwing me under the bus every chance he gets.
"I greet you all. I'm not a person with many words we will get to know each other as time goes by. But first we need to change those uniforms aykabi." They look like they work in…. I don't even know where to begin with.
"Thank goodness someone notices our miserable uniform. The staff laughed, I'm sure they were afraid to raise their issues.
"I will be seeing you guys on Monday. Enjoy the rest of your shift." I say and everyone went back to what they were doing.
"I'm just happy we get to change this ridiculous uniform. We've been in this for years and no one had the guts to tell them boss." Siba says feeling excited.
"Akuzwe uCynthia usho njalo konyiwa." One responds.
"That one has a big crush on the big boss, haven't you noticed how she shakes her flat ass whenever she walks past him. Plus his married that's a bonus. I didn't even know he was married."
"Imagine crushing on the boss with that flat ass. Did you see Mma Godson, that package, that waist I tell you. And she seems to be a good person also." They are already feeling the new boss.
"Let's hope she doesn't change like Mariana," they laughed as they walk off to their working stations. Mariana got fired after the boss Zubby found out that was stealing.
Bonge and Zubby were still in his office waiting for him to finish signing the documents. Something deep within does not sit well with Bongekile.
"Zubby why are referring me as your wife to everyone. At first I thought that maybe you were joking but here you are at it doing it again. Why?" She finds herself asking. She hates sport light more than anything.
Zubby tilts his head looking at her for a good full minute without any exchange of words. "Cause soon you are going to be my wife. What you have to know is that you are my woman ow and just so you know I don't like sharing I'm a jealous type. I'm done we can leave." That's it he just answered without expressing his emotions what so ever. What has she gotten herself into!
My heart froze I'd still like to think that his fooling around but no his very serious. I've never pictured myself with another man other than my ex husband. Maybe he is playing a prank on me or something. I'm watching as his packing the documents on his desk. When is he going back to his house cause I can't stand this.
"Let's go have lunch at my favourite restaurant." Again he's telling her not asking her. She nods her head and they take their leave.

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Later that evening Zubby's was watching soccer while I'm sitting here deep in thoughts. I'm afraid of getting burnt again, will I ever survive another humiliation?
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"What's with the long face." Ow now he notices my long face.
"Just thinking." I respond.
"About?" He shift his gaze to me in focus.
"What you said earlier. I'm afraid falling inlove. I haven't healed." I honestly say.
"What's on your mind?" He asks.
"I rarely mourned my past, I want to mourn it and move on."
"Word of advice, every now and then you remember the “good old days” when they actually were the good old days, but you don’t have a movie reel in your head of old memories going on and on every single day. You have moments remembering the good and feeling a bit sad, but they pass over you and you let them go. That’s normal—to remember the past and feel a bit sad…but to let those thoughts linger are unhealthy." He advises me and I blush looking at him. My first through healing was to focus on myself first the rest will follow. That was a mouthful.