IT GETS BETTER WITH TIME. <NOT EDITED>

Chapter Nineteen-encounter

"I can't take this anymore, Busi, why can't we just buy this entire store?" he bordly mutters.

What's it with these people and buying the whole entire store? First it was Khanyi now Its Nathi.

I stare at him and It's literally kinda funny how he's sulking, I like it, weird!

So, he decided to take me shopping, which was a hoffic idea. As we all know in the history of men, men hate shopping, they despise waiting for long hours just to buy one simple thing.

But this man over here wants to play hero. I guess its playing out well.

"Look at those tiny shoes, love," I blush instantly as my fingertips make contact with these adorable tiny pink sleepers boots.

He glances at me and smiles.

"What?" I snap.

"You're beautiful sthandwa sam." He whispers roughly and I shiver with familiar sensations exploring my body.

I blush and grab his waist, circling my arms around tightly. He chuckles and gently pecks my lips.
This position we're in is overwhelming, and it earns us unnecessary attention.

We don't care, I like it.

The baby kicks.

"You are beautiful too, my boy!" he bends to be level with my belly.

I giggle and shake my head.
This man is amazingly crazy, and I love him.

There are a few ncooh's and stares we're getting and that already makes nervousness creep in.

I'm a shy person, can they just move.

"Busi?" A female voice coughs with a strained voice.

Both Nathi and I decide to turn around and see who that person might be.

Oh my word, is this really her?
"Enhle," I attempt to run to her but Nathi holds me gently into place.

"Don't run you'll fall, let her come to you," he instructs.

I roll my eyes. He's clingy alright and it got worse ever since we amended things between us. He's always by my side and he always finds a way to ignore my complaints.

"It's really you," she hugs me tightly as soon as she gets to me and I return the hug with tears already clouding my eyes.

It's amazingly her.

"You are pregnant?" she half yells, fully admiring me.
I blush, Nathi shakes his head ridiculously.

"Nice to see you too, Enhle," he finally utters and she frowns.

"You?" She bitterly utters.

Is she still upset? But it wasn't Nathi's fault, he saved her for crying out.

"I'm sorry for everything, Enhle, it wasn't his fault okay! You have no right to be angry at him, it was my fault. I knew you'd hate me, I'm sorry, I'm...re..ally so...so..sorry," I sniff.

You see when I said I hate this pregnancy, it's making me very weak. I'm an emotional wreck and it's absolutely ridiculously tiring.

Enhle looks at me with confusion vivid in her face and Nathi hugs me, hushing me in the process.

"She doesn't hate you," he keeps saying.

"You should take her home," Enhle suggests.

"Please come with us, we need to talk. Please," I beg her.

I notice Nathi begging her with his eyes too and she sighs.

"Okay, but I need to buy milk for my baby first and a few stuff," she utters.