SIBONELO'S POV_
Monday morning, I was up at the crack of dawn. Nkosi and the King were admitted in hospital. The rest of the Sikhosana family was up in the mountain. I got dressed and ready to leave. Downstairs my father was dressed and having his breakfast, Mnqobi and Khaya as well. Zwe was at the hospital since yesterday. He was watching Nkosi like a hawk and I know he won't leave until he wakes up.
Sibo: "Good morning." I wasn't in the mood for my morning sickness today so I stayed far from the table. "I'm headed out to the hospital, I'm starting at Mnqobi's house to check on Zimmy. Khaya, Mnqobi. I want you studying today until I have something else for you to do but in the meantime please be focused on school. Dad, I'll meet you at the hospital."
Biyela: "Yes, I'm on my way there." My mother came to us.
Queen: "Hi sweetheart. Have some breakfast."
Sibo: "I can't mama. The smell of eggs still makes me throw up." Khaya and Mnqobi chuckled.
Queen: "Your father was just like that when I was having you."
Biyela: "No I wasn't."
Queen: "Don't be shy. It's sweet. Speaking of morning sickness, Sboni. When do I meet this girl that is carrying my first grandbaby?"
Sibo: "Uhm... I don't know mama. Perhaps when this crisis dies down. I'm quite busy right now."
Queen: "I don't need you to hold my hand Sboni, just give me her number." Absolutely not. I love my mother but she will swallow Zimasa whole if we're not careful and I don't want Zimmy overwhelmed so early.
Sibo: "Mama, it won't be long before you meet her, I promise."
Queen: "But Sboni, I just want to meet her. Nothing special."
Sibo: "Okay. This week. I'll organise a day. I have to go. Young princes, books. Now." I walked out with my guards. I got in my car driving to Mnqobi's house a few minutes away, parking out front. I walked up to the door, walking in. Zimmy was in the kitchen, leaning over the counter.
Sibo: "Hey." She looked at me.
Zim: "Hi." What did I do now?
Sibo: "How are you feeling? I'm sorry I'm not around. Things are abit busy right now with the throne."
Zim: "I'm fine."
Sibo: "You don't seem fine."
Zim: "I can't sleep. I'm always hungry and I'm feeling sick."
Sibo: "I'm sorry love. What can I do?" I got a bottle of water out of the fridge for her.
Zim: "Nothing." That's not even an option.
Sibo: "Okay, I came to see you to say hello. I'll call your doctor and find out what I can do to help your sickness."
Zim: "You don't have to do that, your job is very important Sibonelo. I can take care of myself."
Sibo: "You're not carrying some bum's child Zimasa. I'm going to take care of you. Also, my mother wants to meet you sometime. How do you feel about that?"
Zimmy: "Nervous as hell."
Sibo: "Don't worry. My mother is sweet. There is not one person in the world she dislikes. Not even one."
Zimmy: "Okay. Thank you Sibonelo. For just being here, and participating. It means so much to be honest. And it's worse because you have such an important job and all these big companies and I feel like I'm wasting your time." She sobbed. I pulled her into my chest, hugging her.
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