When You're Bound To Love

Chapter 29

Finally!! My negotiations were done! It really took a day. I thought it would take forever but luckily the families actually vibed. We had a celebratory lunch where my dad invited Lakhe in finally because was upset that he wasn't allowed in the actual discussion. The two were growing really close and sometimes it annoyed me a bit. Okay I was jealous. I'm an only child. I went to make refreshments for the family after dinner, my dad asked me to go to Greenacres to fetch a cake with Lakhe. We left together as if we're teenagers that were given permission by their parents. Lakhe: "My wife." he kissed my hand as he drove to the mall. Me: "My husband." Lakhe: "Are you hungry?" Me: "We just ate baby. Are you hungry?" he nodded. Lakhe: "I was too excited, I couldn't eat." Me: "I'll make you something at home." Lakhe: "Didn't they order my cupcakes? We'll buy a milk tart ne?" Me: "When last did you go to gym and interact with your personal trainer?" Lakhe: "What are you trying to say?" Me: "I just asked a simple question." Lakhe: "I know what you're implying. You think I'm getting fat." Me: "There is no such thing." we arrived at the mall and walked to the bakery to fetch cake. We left again for home. He was on the phone with one of his partners for the hotel. He hung up and sighed. Me: "Problem?" Lakhe: "Michael wants to sell, he's moving his family to Germany. He doesn't want anyone else. He just wants me to buy. I can't buy because it will mean another load of responsibility that I don't need. I would.........." he looked at me. Lakhe: "Yeah. This could work." Me: "Why are you looking at me like I'm the last piece of fried chicken?" Lakhe: "I could buy from him, and sign them over to you." Me: "No." Lakhe: "Yes." Me: "You already gave me half your big company! Now your shares in another business?" Lakhe: "Baby...you won't have to work a day in your life, just make sure the hotel is in good shape, check in on the books, do the service things. Yeah?" Me: "That's sounds like working everyday to me." Lakhe: "babes, one day I'm not going to be here. I'm old. We both know this, you're gonna need financial independence. This will be so much better for you if you have things already in your name. Either your MD position, or the hotel. Choose." Me: "Why don't you sign Michael's hotel shares to Sandile?" Lakhe: "Sandile? Pssss. He wants nothing to do with that hotel. Or anything else in that matter that binds his name in a contract. This you know." Me: "Just try him." Lakhe: "Fine. If he comes back-" Me: "When he comes back." Lakhe: "When he comes back. I'll ask him. After a good ass whooping." Me: "I don't want people to say I sprinkled ikorobela in your food. Imagine two big businesses. I would be gossiped about everywhere." he parked the car in our yard, laughing out loud. Me: "Why didn't you tell me your dad was a boxing champion? Lakhe: "He told you that? WOW. Never misses the opportunity to be a star." Me: "You're jealous of your dad?" I giggled. At least I didn't feel silly now. Lakhe: "I'm not jealous. I think its quite ridiculous to be truly honest. A grown man, running around in boxers, punching another. Its insanity." Me: "Its a beautiful sport." Lakhe: "Which I don't like." Me: "But he was good at it. A heavyweight champion baby." Lakhe: "Yeah...he was the best." Me: "And you? Which sports did you partake in?" Lakhe: "Chess." Me: "That is not a sport." Lakhe: "Oh? Because boxing is?" I giggled. Me: "You are something." Lakhe: "I played rugby, never liked soccer, but I don't mind watching it. I also played tennis-" Me: "You played Tennis?" Lakhe: "Yes. I played tennis." Me: "And you skipped ballet?" he frowned. I laughed uncontrollably. He got out the car with the cake. Me: "Baby! I'm joking." I followed him to the house. Me: "Lakhe. I'm sorry." Mama: "What did you do?" Me: "I was just joking mama. Lakhe?" he ignored me sitting with our dads. I helped Zingi with the dishes. The Sobekwa's were leaving soon. It was nice having them over. Even better that my father loved them. My uncle was cool with everyone I wasn't worried. Just that it was a bit weird for me after what they've done with mama. If tata had caught them before why was he so forgiving? I would've cut someone's throat and left no witnesses. Rob and Lakhe's uncle said their goodbyes. Lakhe was walking with my dad talking. He gave me the look that signaled war. Lakhe that is. Was he trying to turn me against my dad? Haha, good luck soldier. After they were done Lakhe walked out the house. Everyone eventually left our home and I was left with my parents and uncle. Me: "I have a bit of a headache. I'm going to lie down." this was a lie. Mama: "Okay mntanam, do you want a pain killer?" Me: "No mama. I'll be fine." I went to my room, closing the door behind me getting on the bed. I opened my Macbook, checked my emails and browsed the internet for wedding dresses. Since we were getting married on an island, I couldn't wear something really long. So instead, I'd have to wear a short dress. I can already see it in my mind. I loved it!! I took my phone and dialed Lakhe's number. Me: "Baby!" Lakhe: "What." Me: "Look, I'm sorry about earlier, it was a joke. Also, I don't have time to dwell on that, I think I have the perfect dress in mind! It would be great for a beach wedding. Imagine, you and I under our white linen bridal arch. The water running up to our feet. You're dressed in white shorts and a white shirt. I'd be in a short white dress." Lakhe: "and the pastor should also be wearing shorts otherwise his pants would get wet." Me: "haha. I don't know about that. I'm looking through short wedding dresses now." Lakhe: "hm....can you come over tonight?" Me: "how?" Lakhe: "You're my wife now, I can pick you up." I giggled. I went to the kitchen where my mother was. Me: "Mum, I'm going to Lakhe." Mama: "I was surrprised you didn't go with him." Me: "I'm still shy mama." she chuckled. Mama: "Okay then. Goodnight my angel." she kissed my cheek and left for the bedroom. I went to pack a small bag of my clothes before Lakhe texted he was outside. I walked out the house and ran to the car. Lakhe: "Who is chasing you my love?" Me: "No one baby. Can you believe my uncle is still at home? I am a bit scared." Lakhe: "Your dad isn't stupid also." Me: "Did he say something to you?" Lakhe: "No. Are you hungry baby? There's no food in the house." Me: "I'm okay baby."