My Mr Bogatsu

Flying?

Goapele

Continuation...

****He ordered a drink for me and food as well. I ate while he was busy on his laptop.****

Koketso: again, I apologize for being on my laptop while you are eating

Me: that's okay. I am not here for long

Koketso: hauw, you too?

Me: What do you mean?

Koketso: I am not here for long

Me: are you dying?

Koketso: No. I will be working 

Me: me too

Koketso: ohh

***He chuckled and held my hand. ****

Me: what?

Koketso: Goapele I will not be in the country for a month

Me: A month, why?

Koketso: I will be flying to New York and Russia

Me: Flying?

Koketso: yes

Me: ohh. What do you do?

Kokesto: I'm a private pilot and an accountant. 

Me: nice. So when do you leave?

Koketso: Next week. Are you making plans for us already?

****I smiled and took a sip of my drink. ***

Koketso: You are beautiful Goapele

Me: Thank you. So where do you work?

***I said trying to brush off the fact that he said I am beautiful and trying so hard not to blush.****

Koketso: I work in my father's companies, club...

Owner: hello.

***We looked at her and greeted her.****

Koketso: Ma

Me: Ma?

Koketso: Goapele meet my mother

Me: your mother is the owner of this establishment?

Koketso: uhmm yes

Tswalo: nice to meet you...

Me: Goapele

Tswalo: Nice name

Me: Thank you ma

Tswalo: Koketso can we talk when you're done here

Koketso: sure ma

****He said and his mother walked away. I looked at him with a questioning look***

Koketso: what?

Me: Ma...wow who could have thought

Koketso: yeah well. So does that mean you like me more now?

Me: ohh no

****We laughed. I looked at the time and realized that I was running late.****

Koketso: Well, let me try again. Goapele Matlala, Mrs Bogatsu to be, can I have your number?

****I smiled at him and gave him my number. I stood up and we hugged and then I left. I got into the car and drove back to work squeaking like a little girl.****

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