To Love Or Not To Love

Chapter 33

ZIMBINI

I feel like I'm losing my mind. I've been up and down setting up for the housewarming today and I don't know how much more I can take. Nkanyezi tried pitching in but his ideas were shit and I had no choice but to do things myself.

He's been telling me that I shouldn't strain myself this much because of the "precious cargo" I'm carrying. If I listened to him then who would have set up this entire thing. Now that I can finally take a step back and look at the decorations I had set up, I'm proud of myself. I used grey and gold as my theme.

There are balloons at the entrance and a small banner with a 'Home Sweet Home' written on it and I've made a food station so people can serve themeselves. I don't have time to be running around serving people. I check on things one more time before I head upstairs to take a shower. I can't believe this is me, talking about going upstairs that is.

I never thought I would live in a house with stairs... and all thanks to my darling boyfriend who made it possible for my siblings and I to be living like this. He honestly treats me like a queen and I have never felt this much love in my entire life. Well, my childhood home has been rented out. I did this for safety reasons in case he changes his mind in the future.

It's best to leave space for disappointment  than to foolishly give another person your all. I am not saying  Nkanyezi is going to turn on me but you know what they say, better safe than sorry. My siblings are also at their happiest and I've never felt more at peace than I am right now. Nkanyezi has truly changed my life for the better.

The rent money I get from the house, I deposit into a bank account I made for the kids in case something happens to me. I need to make sure they are always taken care of. Now enough about all of that, it's time I get ready for my party. The kids are all cooped up in a game room here in the house.

I swear my man went all out getting this house. Imagine a Game Room for what!? Back in the day, we used to play outside with sticks and stones and it was fun. We might have gotten dirty a lot but at least our bodies got to release vitamin D from the heat of the sun.

This man of mine is supposed to be back already, I sent him to buy some meat for the braai because I could tell it wouldn't be enough for our guests. Now I regret it because it's been over an hour since he left. Angazi noma iya gujwa yini leyo nyama. (I don't know whether he is digging for that meat.)

I check on the kids one last time and these two are so preoccupied with what they are doing they don't even feel my presence. I can't wait for their friends to get here because wow! I let them be since I have no chores for them to do. Kuya setshenzwa la kule khaya akekho oncono kunomunye. (Everyone does their part in this house, no one is better than the other.)

The front door opens the same time as I get downstairs. And look who finally decided to come home!? Yes...the one and only Nkanyezi. I feel anger all of a sudden, why the fuck was he gone for this long!?

"Baby...sorry I took so long. People were going crazy at the mall and no shop was better." He says before I can ask anything.
"Mhmm." Is all I say in response.

I head to the kitchen and he follows with plastics in his hands. He places them on the counter and comes around the kitchen island to give me a peck on the cheek.

"Haibo sthandwa sami...sowung' kwatele yini manje? (My love...are you angry at me now?)" With the way he's holding my waist and pressing my body to his, the anger won't last long.

"No, but I don't like the fact that you didn't even send a text to inform me that you're held up. Anything could have happebed to you." I know it seems like I'm whining but I really love this guy. I don't even want to think of what I would do if something bad happened to him.