NKOSI'S POV_
I was waiting for Thembisa to tell me to come pick her up. I couldn't wait to see her face. More especially when she sees the set up eNtabeni. I didn't do much but I did lay a blanket on the grass and place petals on it. One by one. I didn't want a mess. Mthunzi brought a small low table, so I can place the food on it. The wine was in an ice bucket. I placed the pillows neatly on the blanket. It was perfect.
Mthunzi: "She's going to love it."
Nkosi: "I hope so. It looks pretty. This cushion is skew." I moved it a bit.
Mthunzi: "Everything is perfect, leave it alone."
Nkosi: "Okay. Now you can leave."
Mthunzi: "I'm not going anywhere. I will be in my suite when she arrives."
Nkosi: "Okay. Good."
Mthunzi: "Don't be nervous."
Nkosi: "I don't get nervous." There was an extra petal. I picked it up.
Mthunzi: "Nkosi. Go fetch her."
Nkosi: "I can't go wait for her at the gate, she'll think I'm crazy. Distract me Mthunzi."
Mthunzi: "Okay. Let's go have a drink in the bar."
Nkosi: "And leave this set up by itself?"
Mthunzi: "It's not going to disappear. Let's go." I looked at the picnic set up. It was my first creation. I know I did a good job. Oh fuck, that petal wasn't extra, I miscalculated. I placed it back in it's spot.
Nkosi: "Okay, let's have a drink." I followed him into the bar.
Mthunzi: "How do you feel?"
Nkosi: "Like I'm going to explode."
Mthunzi: "You mean excited." He handed me a glass with two shots of whiskey.
Nkosi: "Sure. If that's what you want to call it." I gulped it down.
Mthunzi: "You did alot today."
Nkosi: "Barely. I put a blanket on grass. That's it."
Mthunzi: "And decorated it. Although you could've finished much quicker if you didn't place the petals one by one. Why that method? Why not just throw them on there? That's how it's done."
Nkosi: "That seems aggressive Mthunzi. Thembisa is going to be sitting on the blanket, it needs to have a soft energy around it so that she's comfortable. Why would you throw?" He looked at me.
Mthunzi: "What are you planning Nkosi."
Nkosi: "This is not your business."
Mthunzi: "It kind of is but I'm trusting that you'll know what is good for you. Thembisa is good for you."
Nkosi: "She is. Have you heard from Amahle? Did she move out the room?"
Mthunzi: "Actually, I haven't heard anything." My phone rang.
Nkosi: "Thembisa."
Thembisa: "Hi baby. I'm ready."
Nkosi: "Okay I'm coming."
Thembisa: "See you soon." I hung up
Nkosi: "Keep an eye on the garden."
Mthunzi: "Again, it won't disappear." I walked out going to the car.
SASA'S POV_
I was dressed in my brown maxi dress that was the same as the black one Nkosi liked. It hugged my body comfortably and pooled at my feet covering them. I sprayed my little perfume and combed my hair out, tying a floral headband, holding my hair back. My usual small hoop earrings and a bit of lip gloss.
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The Royals: A Kings Heart
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