Uyangijabulisa

thirteen

Rorisang is taking a nap, she says she's tired because of work and I've decided to take this opportunity to work on something.

See, I was lying about the organisation, it doesn't exist. I just know in my heart that Rorisang won't accept money from me, so I came up with a cover up story on the spot that was going to allow me to be there for the woman I'm crazy for the best way I knew how. Money.

So here I am, in my home office, creating a website from scratch about the nonexistent company I told her about. I made Tony, yeah remember him? The face of the company. With how much he owed me, this was the least he could do, including future meetings he will set up with her regarding the funding. I am going to legitimise it too, make sure there's no dirty money running through it.

I'm not delusional, I know there's only two ways out of the life I'm living. It's either you get killed, or go to jail where my granddad is, and if the latter happens, I don't want any of my dirty money tied to Rorisang, that's how deeply I love this girl, and I'm very selfish about her too. I should probably leave her alone for her safety, but my heart won't let me.I knew I met the one the second time we met.

"Thabo?" I hear her call my name. It's been three hours since she took the nap, her voice sounds groggy too.

I get up to go to her since replying would be futile, due to the room being soundproof from the inside going out. I'm actually done with the website, I just need a few logistics to set things in motion, so I'm thankful for that nap.

"Baby?" I say once I'm out the door. She's at the end of the hallway.

"Oh, there you are, what were you doing?" she asks. It doesn't sound accusatory but a moment of paranoia passes me, considering what I had been up to the past three hours.

"Managing my rental business, there's maintenance that needs to be done so I was going through quotations," I lie smoothly. "How'd you sleep? Feeling rested?" I ask.

"Okay Mr. Businessman," she says with a wiggle of her eyebrows and cute smile. She's so damn beautiful, even with the puffiness of sleep. "I slept really good, must be the premium sheets and quality bed, my muscles aren't sore either," she says and I burst out laughing.

"I didn't want to comment on how hard your bed feels when I sat on it earlier." She pulls out of my hold on her and slaps me lightly on the shoulder as I laugh out loud.

"Suga mahn!" She walks away from me, straight towards the kitchen. "I was planning to make you a nice dinner, you can forget it," she sulks. I walk up to her by the sink and hug her from behind.

"I'm just joking baby, I've told you never to take me too serious," I say, kissing on her neck, right on her sweet spot. She resists the pleasure by shaking out of my grasp.

"That means I shouldn't take to heart the fact that you want me forever. In fact, you've never asked me to be your girlfriend officially," she complains. My eyes go wide, how did we even get here? I'm feeling nervous because she sounds like she's mad.

"Bathong baby? I thought actions speak louder than words. Don't I treat you like a girlfriend?" I ask her. She's refusing to look at me.

"It would be nice to be asked, but I guess I'm not worthy of such things," she says and my heart drops. If I knew this was an issue, I would have sorted it weeks ago.

"I never thought there was ever a question in my feelings for you, it means I'm lacking somewhere," I start, turning her so she could look into my eyes. "But I'll ask you right now, in this moment. Rorisang Ditshego, please make me the luckiest guy in the world and be my girl?" I ask. Her lips widen and she nods, mood completely changing. Women are so weird.