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Chapter Thirty Four.

Chapter Thirty Four.

'Je veux le monde pour toi, J'rais au bout du monde pour toi mes anges mes démonds. Je veux de bisous, je veux de bisous.'  X DBN GOGO French Kiss.

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I reposition myself on the bed again and check my phone for the second time. The barber should be here any minute now and that would mean the last step or in this case the prep for tomorrow was going to be complete. I smile at myself, proud at what I've managed to do here. It's not much, but I do hope it's appreciated.

"Ready Sthandwa sam?" He asks all the way from inside the closet.
"Yes," I reply and put my phone away before turning my focus back at the door that opens for the third time now.

I'm crossing my fingers, thumbs and toes that this is the one. This has to be the one. He comes into view and my jaw drops to the floor. Yep, this one. This is definitely the one. I clap my hands in glee and stand up to go have a closer look at this chosen suit.

"I love this one."
"Yeah? I think I do too," he nods a little and turns to check himself out on the mirror. This fit made him look both ready to conquer the world and show immense leadership. The leadership he deserved. It screamed respect and 'my wife knows how to dress me'. Not that I'm blowing my own horn but this Royal blue colour is sitting wonderfully on his skin. It even bought out his beautiful eyes and smile. Yes he's smiling while looking back at me through the mirror.

"Monique will surely love the feedback," I say and take my phone again before searching for her number to send her a quick text.

'Blue moon is perfect for tomorrow.'

She sends me back a dancing emoji and an excited face emoji before I toss it back on the bed to focus on my man again.

We had to leave here by 09h00 so we could get to Ejezini Palace on time for the reception. This beautiful event was going to be hosted by one of the big investors who've helped Siqalo 'be' what it is now. Even Mr Charlie and his amazing workers will be there and I could only pray for everything to just go smoothly.

"Let me go change then before I mess up the perfect suit," Bangi says and gives me a kiss on the cheek before heading off to the closet not really bothering with shutting the door again since we done with our little fashion show. "You know Sthandwa sam, I'm still nervous about my speech tomorrow."

He's mentioned that to me once and I got to see a little bit of those nerves shine through. Public speaking was definitely not something he did. The eyes of the public don't know him for speeches either, apart from the short speech he said at his grandmothers funeral but that was about it.

"There's nothing to fear here," I say simply. "I think with the few years I spent as a teacher I got to learn a thing or two about addressing a Kingdom...or in my case a classroom. It gets easier with time and practice and it helps a ton knowing that people are there to listen and learn from you. You are the bowl that people will be eating out of for 30 to 40 minutes straight. If they choose not to eat from that bowl then that's their own fault and choice. I know you think you'll make a mistake but who doesn't? Who doesn't mess up their words every once in a while? My love you have absolutely nothing to fear here."

"Ngathi ngiyabona iEnglish imane ihlangahlangane out of nowhere. Bo 'Good afternoon Humans and Gentlemen, I come to khulum'.'"

I chortle. No ways. No. "Haybo."
"We are built izindlu for an about 200 and zero peoples who work at unemployment."