SASA'S POV_
After Nkosi and his father left for the mountain, I led Zwe out to his car.
Zwe: "You're recovering really well. I'm happy with your progress."
Me: "Thank you Zwe. Even the pain isn't as much anymore but I will still be keeping it easy. Also, is it okay if I do some school work?"
Zwe: "I'd encourage it. You'll be attending lectures virtually so it shouldn't be a problem."
Me: "Thank you. I really needed something to do." His phone rang. He looked at the screen, and answered.
Zwe: "Is the house burning to the ground? Why are you calling me? I'm at Nkosi's villa, I'm about to leave. No he's not here... No." He looked at me and smiled. "I'm sure if you give him an hour or so, he'll respond. No I'm not doing that. Goodbye Sibonelo." He hung up. "Siblings." He chuckled.
Me: "Can't relate. I have the sweetest one." He laughed.
Zwe: "Okay, fine. Let me get going. Bye Sasa."
Me: "Bye." He walked to his car and drove off. I went into the villa. Zanele was waiting for me on the couch. "And then?"
Nele: "I'm waiting for you. Mama took dad to the garden for a walk. I'm bored Sasa." Teenager language, she wants to go somewhere.
Me: "I am also bored, love. I was thinking of making more flower bouquets for my friends. I was really enjoying it earlier."
Nele: "Yes! Let's do that!" But I wanted to do it with my man. I haven't spent that much time with Zanele and maybe this will give us something to do.
Me: "Alright. Let's go." I took the bucket, got gloves, cutters, all things we will needs. "Let's start with Petu. I know she loves passion, so maybe red roses."
Nele: "Red roses are for romance Sasa. Not friendship."
Me: "But she knows I'm not romantically in love with her, this won't be a mixed message sort of thing. Just a hey there I'm thinking of you."
Nele: "If you say so." We went to the roses. "They're so beautiful. Why not the pink ones?"
Me: "Those remind me more of Zimmy. She would be so happy for these. We share the colour pink because we both love it."
Nele: "I haven't heard you mention her in a while."
Me: "Yeah, since my drama I haven't really spoken to her. I'll call her when we're done here."
Nele: "Okay, I'll cut these ones."
Me: "Be careful of the thorns."
Nele: "Okay." I watched her as she cut safely. "Can I ask you something?"
Me: "Sure."
Nele: "You and His Highness, were you being honest that you've never...had sex?" I giggled.
Me: "Yes."
Nele: "At all??"
Me: "At all. Nkosi is so respectful of my virtue and family. He wants to marry me first."
Nele: "That's really sweet."
Me: "I'm going to be honest, it's very hard. For both of us because I really want to and he does too. We've come close to it as well but stopped. What we share emotionally is so much stronger than just physical touch but If I'm being honest, I cannot wait." She giggled.
Nele: "With the looks of things, it could be in a few weeks."
Me: "And you? Do you have any crush besides the old man I've asked you to leave alone."
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