Chapter 4

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Walking in his bedroom with him behind me is so weird... I mean we hardly even speak.

Khanya: " So you sleeping on the bed I'll crash the couch" he says while taking out the blanket in the wardrobe.
Me: " It's fine by me" I really don't understand what's his fuss. Why did he agree to marrying me if he wanted to be so cold towards me.
Khanya: " I don't hate you. It's just that I don't trust you yet and also I don't want you to have sex with me just because we're married, my mom taught me better than that." I sigh sitting up from the bed against the headboard
Me: " Then Khanya come in bed and let us work on us because I like you and I'd be damned to let this go to vein" he came to bed and we got to know each other until we dozed off.
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Me: " Morning mother, would you like something to eat?" I am in the kitchen with my Mother in law whom doesn't seem to enjoy my presence. She just looks at me from the top to bottom and clicked her tongue. I thought we were okay though...
I finished my makoti duties and jogged up stairs to wake Khanya up. I found him shirtless working on his laptop while sitting on the bed.
He Whistles while making me do a 360.
Khanya: " That ass mama the day I get it all hell will break lose"
Me: " Akere ao nyake( it's because you don't want)and you sleep with it so I'm just waiting for you. Breakfast is ready get down before your mom hates me more "
Khanya: " You and Kega already have beef?"
Me: " She's just giving me a cold shoulder. Ohh if they ask us how we met do we make up a story or tell the truth?"
Khanya: " The truth is not for Kega to know because she'll make sure you leave. She doesn't trust people so bear with her she's still learning to trust or love you I don't know. We met in Georgia 4 years ago and I proposed last year, that's the story we go with.
Me: " Get dressed Khanya you are distracting me because all i thinking of is to pin you on that bed a ride you like a horse baby" I said while twerking. He bit his lower and spanked my ass.
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Kega: "Njomane omncane ( Njomane junior)" Her voice is so stern you can't miss the annoyance in it.
Khanya: "Mma Njomane." Why is Khanya so relaxed?
Kega: "Who is this person in my house and what is she doing here?" Kgante didn't they tell her when we arrived or maybe she wants it to be broken down to her?
Khanya: "She's my wife" yes wena baby claim your wife.
Kega: " When did you guys meet and i want her to answer?"
Me: " We met 4 years ago in Georgia while he was there on business related stuff" She raised her eyebrows. God please tell this woman to stop looking at me like that .
Bab' Njomane: "Leave the kids and eat mkami if you don't want to then leave ." She huffed and went to sit in the kitchen. It's going to be one he'll of a bumpy road here. Where was I going vele?

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