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Chapter Sixty Eight.

Chapter Sixty Eight.

"What you don't know wont hurt you."

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The dramatic entrance we make once we touchdown in the Kingdom of wealth has me hiding and ducking because I was tired. Sick and tired, literally. I just wanted to be home and rest even more. We're all escorted to our respectful rides and I make a promise to Khaya that I would call and have him let me know when he's ready to be moved.

I heave out a sigh thinking and knowing that I'd have to talk to Mrs Nkosi about this because she has practically taken care of my brother for about two years now.
I have to think of a gift too but what it could be, I have no idea. I sit back and close my eyes drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

"Thank you for proving that my wife was indeed in safe hands. You've made me proud, I'll take it from here." I hear the sound of husband's voice speak.

We're here already?

I wipe the sleep off my eyes and step out of the car with his help before coming face to face with the man that I love. He gives me that warm smile of his that reaches his eyes, making his eyes look nonexistent.

"Beautiful woman...welcome back to my arms," he says and I basically throw myself into them.
"Ngiyabonga husband." I blush and take the risk of breathing him in. "You smell different."
"Different? Good different or bad different?"

The question alone makes me think long and hard whether I loved this smell or not.

"Good different." I finally say and slowly pull away from the hug.
"Good cause I just bought it. Saw it in a dream and went to buy it. In the dreams you were gushing all over your husband."
"Why are you acting like I wasn't gushing over you before this scent?" I chuckle and pout waiting for my kiss which I receive.
"The more gushing, the merrier," he shrugs and snakes his arm around my waist, leading me to the entrance.
"Hawu, my bags?"
"They'll be taken care of, for now I have a little surprise for my wife."

I haven't even been here for 5 minutes and already there's a lot happening.

"That was not necessary Baby," I say glancing up at him. He looks proud honestly which make me wonder what this surprise is really.
"You can't stop me if I want to," he adds.

"A surprise? Is it our daughter in a cute little tutu?"
"Would you like to see our daughter in a cute little tutu?" He titters.
"I think it would be so adorable. Maybe even have a mini photoshoot with her."
"Noted sthandwa sam." he says and pecks my cheek.

Well if it isn't that than what is this surprise?

Our doors are opened and inside I'm met by two humans. A gentleman and lady both dressed rather elegantly. I plaster a smile on my lips but feel how my brows furrow in confusion. What's this?

"I know this may not be ideal but allow me to introduce you to Miss Hadebe and Mr Tuyo. I've handpicked them specially for them to make your garments for the ceremony."
My eyes go wide.
"The ceremony happening this weekend?"
"Your Highness if we may..." The lady speaks and looks at her partner. "...I apologize for interfering but I can assure you my Princess and you My Prince that we; Me Tuyo and I are very fast and precise with our work."
"That's what I was about to say sthandwa Sam."

I give him a look before sighing. "Malinga wami..."
"No. You're not wearing something you already have in your closet. And I'm not taking no for an answer," he says quickly. The firmness he had in that address was certainly making me trust his judgment.
"Okay. My husband has spoken...I think I have a few ideas already."

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"I love this one too...ngiyabonga sthandwa sam." He says admiring the timepiece I got him from our vacation before I got too sick. I was hoping he liked everything I brought him because I'm never quite too sure what to get him when he basically gets me the world. "I think I'll even show this one off at the ceremony."
"Is your mother going to be there?"
"Angazi sthandwa Sam. Sizabona khona."