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4. ALL YOURS.

KHANYISA

Nkosi closes the door behind me and I take slow steps to where his table is. I'm still bothered by how Liyana spoke to me, I haven't had that much intetaction with her but I'm not oblivious to the fact that she does not like me. I find myself wondering if I should ask Nkosi about it but I decide against it when I remember why I came here in the first place, it isn't to dwell on Liyana.

I look around his office, he kept it simple with minimum furniture. His wooden desk at the center, his leather big boss chair with two visitors chairs. He has a brown couch on one side with a coffee table next to it. His walls are grey and completely clean, no pictures or any form of art. There's one photo frame on the side of his table. I turn it around and see that it's one of our wedding pictures, I can't help but smile at this.

His table is kept neat with files stacked one side, his laptop in the center and a cute little hour glass on the one side

"Nice office, " I say turning the frame back then I walk back to join him on the couch.

"Thank you, I didn't really put much effort into it,"

"I thought that maybe you just liked it like this,"

"I would like to decorate the walls but I don't have the time, energy or patience for it," he says as he starts taking the food out and I sit next to him.

"I can help with that, if you don't mind,"

"I don't, a wife's touch is exactly what this place needs," He says and I smile then it goes quiet. I don't know what to say but at the same time I don't want this lunch to be awkward. The whole point of this is for us to be free around each other and not be scared to talk, well Nkosi has no problem with that so I must just get out of my she'll.

"Have you always had this office or is it a recent thing?" I really have no idea where this is going but well, we will see.

"No, I got it three years ago when I got my promotion to be the company's COO,"

"And you've been working here since after varsity?"

"Yes, I've never worked anywhere else, this is like a second home to me, my father built this for us and now we are working together with him to keep it standing,"

"He really worked hard, that's for sure," I say and he smiles a bit.

"He did, it's a good thing that he's living to see where all his hardwork and sacrifices went," he says and I nod then start eating too.

The conversation starts flowing as he tells me more about this company, the way in which he speaks about it reflects a lot of passion. He's passionate about what he does and keeping his father's legacy alive, I could easily say this means everything to him.

When we are done eating I pack up and get ready to leave but he insists on giving me a tour of the building, he leads me out of his office and we walk side by side as we go from floor to floor using the elevator. It's like an orientation for a newbie at work, except, I'm not coming to work here, I'm just here as a family member, as his wife.

There's a lot of greetings going around and those who somehow already know that we are married are quick to congratulate us. I take it all in and follow his lead, I wouldn't say he's cold in how he carries himself in front of the staff but they know not to try and make small talk with him, he's the serious type.

He walks tall and ever so confident so I know I can't be cowering next to him, I need to radiate the same level of confidence, just with a wider smile compared to his straight yet sincere face.

We go down to the ground floor and he leads me to the next building where there's a mini show house. The cars in here are all so breathtakingly gorgeous and there's trucks outside delivering new stock.