IT GETS BETTER WITH TIME. <NOT EDITED>

Chapter Fifty Three-forgiveness

I'm guided to walk outside the garden, where everything is decorated amazingly and I'm pushed by Bongi to Nathi's side and I perfectly sit onto the nice comfy couch.

Everyone is present today, I'm even surprised to see Nathi's baseketball team mates, who I've met twice I think. And it's pretty obvious they knew about this hence everyone is dressed accordingly to the theme which I'm guessing is Yellow and White.

"Why didn't you change," I whisper into Nathi's ear.

"I was not about to show off my body to everyone," he utters annoyingly.

Show off his body? I wonder what they wanted him to change into.

"Smile, this is for us," I encourage him but he doesn't budge.

"I'll try," he groans.

The first thing that's done is unwrapping and guessing who bought the gift and what's in it.
Nathi and I fail dismally at that and It's amazing how our failure amuzed everyone.

"Is this thing over?" Nathi questions.

"Stop being a baby, Nathi. And handle your own game," Nathi's mom yells and everyone laughs.

I squeeze his hand to show him that I got him. He squeezes twice in response.

"Last game," Khanyi announces .

"It's called ten questions. You'll both write the answers on this board, no cheating," Sbongi adds.

We are placed distant away from each other so we can't cheat ourselves.
"First question. Who's the best cook between Me and mom?" Khanyi utters.

Duh, who doesn't know that Khanyi is the worst cook. So we both get it correct. And I'm hating this game already, are we like five?

"I'm the best cook, Nathi. But it's pretty clear you chose mom because you don't want to hurt her feelings," she groans and the crowd laughs.

"Nathi's favourite colour,"
Of course it's red. Does she really think I don't know my man.

"What body size is Busi now?" Sbongi questions.

Really, was that question really neccessary?
Nathi gets it wrong since he wrote 40 and the correct answer is a size 36.

"Why are you embarrassing your brother, Khanyi?" Nathi's dad questions, trying very hard to hold in his laugh.

What an inslut. He mutters a sorry and I shoot him a dead stare. Who on earth doesn't know that you never take a woman's size as a joke.

"Someone won't be getting some tonight," Bongi announces and everyone else laughs.

This is very not so comfortable. There are elders here and I believe some things are rather unpleasant to be said in front of them. So I remain quiet and keep my face grim.

"Date ya'll guys met?" Khanyi joyfully mutters.

Damnit. I don't know.
I do remember it was February but not to certain about the date. Rather than not writing nothing, I atleast write the month and the year.

Of course Nathi remembers, this dude is very good with dates, months and years. The only thing he sucks at is not bothering to even remember people's names, unless you have an effect on him.

I shoot him an apologetic smile and instead his glance is worridly. I was too occupid in my own thoughts that I only realised now that Khanyi has asked another question.

"Pardon," I refocus my attention on Khanyi.

"It's a true or false question. Nathi once pissed his pants because he was so afraid to be beaten up by dad," Khanyi smugly grins.