Easier

Contant

We arrived at the house, and I got to bed leaving him in the car. He got into bed and spooned me until sunrise. I woke up this morning and started making sticky chicken drums. I made a sweetcorn, pees, potatoes, and mayonnaise salad. Lerumo is playing old school music. Dancing as he cleans the floors.
"Cherry yam, where were you when we danced to this song?" Lerumo.
"Stop acting old wena." We take a shower together and he switches the music to a mix of piano and house.
"Oh darling, I wouldn't trade you for nothing, All the diamonds and gold don't mean nothing, I need you in every way, I swear your love gets me babe. All the money don't mean nothing to me." Lerumo sings applying lotion on my back.
"Your singing is not so bad."
"I'm trying to charm you." Lerumo.
We are in matching dungarees and sneakers. He drives us to his aunt's house near mall of the south. We park outside, the yard is full of people and children. You can feel the festive vibes. Lesedi sees us and she runs to us with Lerumo's niece.
"Lesedilamatsha laka." I greet her picking her up, she giggles, I pick up Lerumo's niece and greet her as well.
"Mama, I look nice, granny did my hair." She shoes me her beaded hairstyle.
"You look beautiful my love, both of you are beautiful."
Lerumo carries them both into the house. We greet the people outside as we walk to the house. We find his mother in the kitchen, she gets up to give me a hug.
"You made it. I plaited Sedi, I hope you don't mind." She whispers in my ears.
"Thank you, how much were the beads and wool?"
"I don't know. Why do you ask?" she frowns.
"I want to replace your money."
"Fifi, do you pay your mother back when she does thing for Lesedi?" His mother,
"No."
"Then stop bothering me." We laugh.
I ask her to get someone to help me with the things in the car and to borrow her car keys because I only have gifts for Lerumo's people and not his cousins children. They are a huge family. She goes with me and Lerumo's sister-in-law Lungile to the car. We first switch the gifts then Lerumo's mother takes the salad.
"Thank you so much for these." Lungile.
"I am glad you like them; I hope the other's think so."
"Stop worrying. We have one less thing to worry about back to school, I love the personalized pictures on the bags and colouring books." Lungile.
"My friend's brother makes those, he actually makes for his kids, I asked him to make for us."
"I love them. Where did you buy the cakes?" Lungile.
"I baked them."
"Really? You need to teach me."
We put the cake in the fridge because it is hot outside. Lerumo calls us to the back of the house where he is with his brothers and cousins. He introduces me as his Mrs. We are called an hour later to pray. We gather in the front of the house, the music has stopped playing, Lerumo has my hand, and he is carrying Lesedi on his one arm.
"Can someone lead us in song so that we can pray." Lerumo's uncle. A minute passes and no one sings.
"Lapho izivunguvungu ( when the storms), zifis'impilo yami (threaten my life), nobubi budlalile (and challenges seems to be winning.), umlingi esebqoba, ungikumbule Nkosi yam( remember me my Lord). I start singing, they back me up, the uncle prayers after we repeat the song twice.
"I am adopting Refilwe for my choir." His uncle.
We all laugh, the DJ plays music as people go about their business. Lungile and I are called by Lerumo's aunt to help them transfer the food into serving dishes. She is a chatter; she introduces me to the other makoti's. we finish and put the food on the stations. I dish up for the kids because Lesedi wants to eat cake.
We have lunch, We wash the dirty pots and dishes, my mother would laugh seeing me wifing like this. I give the kids, the chips, and lollipops that I bought.
"Lerumo, Fifi has been busy since she got here, I hope her father makes you slaughter the meat before you eat." His older brother.
"My parents are not like that."
"I think I will join this new year's eve braai with pictures to show them." His older brother.
"Ag, leave my stranger alone."
Lerumo's mother calls us to the front of the house, to dance the codessa in the front. They are playing Kgomo. It is beautiful, fun and for the first time since I lost Bongs, I am happy, I feel loved and content, the best Christmas. Lesedi refuses to leave with us at 9pm, she says granny is taking them to the park. Lerumo said we would fetch her on the 31st in the morning.
We drive to Midrand; we call his parents soon as we enter the house. We shower together, Lerumo switches off the tap and he starts rubbing on my breast and he plants soft kisses on my neck. He picks me up and we get out of the shower. He places me on the bed, and he starts worshipping my body. A kiss on my toes, legs one at a time, the stomach while his beard tickles my shaved nana.
The anticipation of the kiss on my nana leaves me dripping wet. His warm body on mine. His finger slides in my wet nana and I let out a loud moan. He flips us and I am on top of him, he slips in, and we ride harmoniously until we reach our peak.
"I love you." Lerumo.
"I love you most."
We go back to the shower to wash our bodies then we go to the bedroom and cuddle. We wake up the following morning and Lerumo makes us breakfast, we spend the day listening to music while eating.

Lerato, Lesedi le Kganya.