Part 57

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Pert 57

I woke up next to Langa who was sleeping peacefully next to me, I slowly stepped out of the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower I did my Hygiene process, once done, stepped out put on Langa’s track pants, and t-shirt,
it was after 5 am and weather this side was cold, I went to the kitchen, made Oatmeal since its Langa favorite I left it to boil on the stove and turned the cattle on for his morning coffee, once everything was up and running in the kitchen, I had to wake up my hubby, I just kissed him, and he responded,

Me : “ morning “
He did not want to open his eyes, “ don’t tell me its morning already “
Me: “ wake up baby you will be late"
he frowns a bit and traced his hands on my body, he opened one eye,
“ why you got this on ?“

I smiled, “ I need my morning glory baby to start my day “‘he said trying to pull down my track pants
Me: “ I’m going to burn your oatmeal if you don’t wake up “ I packed his lips and stepped down from the bed,
“ How can I wake up when your kiss left me like this!"
he lifted the bed covers and showed me his boner, I giggled
“ go take a shower"

I blow him a kiss and, walked out, I had enough of sex yesterday was not in the mood, Banzi walked in the house he looked like he was jogging

Me : “ good morning “
Him: “ what’s so good about it?"
he was grumpy
Me : “ mceee “
Him : “ breakfast? “
Me :” in an hour “

He walked away, ok let me tell you one thing about the Dlamini brothers there are very moody, one minute they're all happy and jolly the next minute they are just sour, I have lent to just let them be, Langa’s mom told me they take after there father and the best medicine is to not be bothered and give them space

Langa: “ I can get used to this baby, waking up next to you and eating your  cooked meals in a clean house“ I packed his lip, he was looking all handsome in
black, black chino slacks, black polo neck, with a black coat.
Me: “ you look so handsome, best you let the girl know that you have a wife “
He hugged me and squeeze my ass, “ my heart belongs to you, my yellow pumpkin “ I tiptoed and kissed him

Lubanzi: “hallo!!!!! Lubanzi in the house “
We did not pay him any attention we continued to kiss until Langa let out a groan in my mouth, I pulled away “ have a nice day at work baby “
Him : “ I love you “
Me: “ I love you more “ he looked at his watch and whispered in my ear “ I'm 15 min early, how about we you now .... 'll be quick “
I giggled and shook my head
Lubanzi: “ fuck you two, wena just go hayimani, “ he pulled Langa away from me and dragged him out of the door, I rolled my eyes and laughed at him
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[Mpume ]

“ I don’t get it, mom, why now “
Mom: “ East London is a good place sis and it will be good to move that side
Me: “ we always moving what are you running from “
Mom: “ I’m not running Mpume that just absurd ! “
Me: “ than give me a reason why I’m always hopping from one place to another, I have had enough! , I like Durban and Intend to stay “
Mom: “ will talk about this when I get back, “

She packed her bags, “ I’m going to town ill be back later, please behave “
She kissed me on the cheek and she left, I took my tea and seat outside my yard, a car packed outside my yard with a dashing Nkonzo he was smiling ear to ear,

Him : hay stranger “
He seat next to me, I faked a smile, I was not in the mood for small chats
Me : “ hi “
Him: “ how are you and why  the long face “
Me: “ long story, don’t feel like talking about it “
HIM: “ I get you, how is birthday preparation going “
I just shrug my shoulders because I was not sure if I was looking forward to it or not, but it means the world to my mom so I just have to suck it up
Him: “well I’m looking forward to it either way “
Me: don’t forget to bring me a gift “
He smiled, “ no doubt about it “
Me: “ so what brings you here so early, don’t you have a class to teach?"
He laughed, Nkozo got a position as a lecture in UKZN teaching music and since it school holiday he has been teaching kids instrumental music at church, he is verry gifted, and he wished I helped him with vocals, but I was never
interested in teaching,

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