I stupidly fell for a serial killer

CHAPTER 6

While sitting in the lounge going through my WhatsApp chats someone knocks on the door. I already know who it is so I yell for them to come in. he comes in dressed in brown cargo pants, white long sleeved t-shirt and white sneakers. He looks good and relaxed. He doesn’t usually dress like this. He is carrying a bag and a punch of flowers. I stand up to meet him halfway.

Him: “beautiful flowers for a beautiful lady.” He hands me the flowers and kisses my cheek.
Me: “that sounds so cheesy but thank you. What’s in the bag?”
Him: “some pain medication which will help with your wound. After dinner I also wanna check if you were stitched well.” I roll my eyes.
Me: “can you not be a doctor for the rest of the evening?”
Him: “sadly not.” He places the bag in the coffee table. “Where is the kitchen?” I also place the flowers on the coffee table.
Me: “follow me.”

After 2 hours we finish preparing dinner. Well he finishes preparing dinner because I was just keeping him company. We talked a lot and he got to tell me more about his family. His father is a polygamist, he has 3 wives. His mother is the second wife. He may be a nerd and all but he comes from a traditional family. He has about 21 siblings, some from his father’s marriages and others from his mistresses. I must give it to his father, he has got super sperms.

Nkonzo is 34 years old. He is the third child from his father and he is the first born from his mother. He doesn’t have a child but he wishes to have many children like his father. We eat and when we are done, we go to the lounge and cuddle on one couch while eating muffins which were in his bag.

Him: “so what about you? Do you want kids?”
Me: “I do. Maybe in 5 years to come. For now I just wanna focus on building myself and getting into a relationship.”
Him: “are you saying you need a partner?”
Me: “something like that.”
Him: “are you asking me to be your boyfriend?” I chuckle. “This isn’t something you should joke about Nceba.” I sit up and look at him.
Me: “you want me to spell it out for you? Nkonzo will you be my boyfriend?” he giggles and shakes his head.
Him: “what happened to ‘no strings attached’?” I roll my eyes.
Me: “the kuku got tired.” He bursts out laughing.
Him: “FYI It’s still in good condition. It’s on fire mamazi.” I laugh while covering my face with my hands.
Me: “you’re crazy.”
Him: “I am serious. You see even my dick is getting hard from simply mentioning your kuku.” I continue laughing.
Me: “can we stop talking about this?”
Him: “yes my girlfriend.” I roll my eyes while blushing. “I need to leave soon. I have a work trip tomorrow morning. Before I leave, can I check your wound then change your bandage?”
Me: “sure.” He changes my bandage and when he done, he collects his stuff and packs them in his bag.
Him: “so when am I seeing my girlfriend?”
Me: “I don’t know. Since I won’t be working this weekend, I am thinking of visiting my grandparents. Maybe I will come back on Monday.”
Him: “when you come back please spend the night at my place.”
Me: “okay.” We share a kiss and then he leaves.
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Captain gave me a week off because of the injury but he also assured me that the leave I applied for won’t be affected. I decided to visit the pensioners the following morning. Right now I have just landed at OR Tambo. I find Papa and Nana already waiting for me. Nana rushes to hug but she is careful not to press on my injury. Papa also comes to hug me and then take my bag. We all head out to the parking lot and hop into their car. We are going to their house in Diepkloof.

Nana: “how long are you staying?”
Me: “I am leaving on Monday.”
Nana: “cool. We are going to have so much fun.” Papa laughs.
Papa: “my love please don’t forget that you are not as young as she is. Plus she is injured so no adventures.”
Nana: “what are supposed to do? Sit around and read the bible?” I laugh at her.
Papa: “firstly we are going to go eat at Tavern in Maponya mall and then you will go watch a movie at the theatre there.”
Nana: “ahh kill me now.” She groans and I laugh out loud. “Why did you have to get shot?”
Me: “FYO I was playing hero and got catch in the crossfire.” She rolls her eyes.
Nana: “as if.” I continue laughing. My nana is a breath of fresh air so I know this weekend is going to be fun even if we are not exploring the whole of Jozi.

We arrive at the mall and papa finds a parking spot. We get out of the car and head to Tavern. This place serves very great food. We find a table and we sit. A waiter comes and we place our orders. He comes back to give us our drinks and we sip while waiting for the food.

Nana: “so when are you going to get married?”
Me: “nana you aren’t that type of granny. Don’t start now.”
Nana: “what type?”
Papa: “the type that pressurize their grandchildren to settle down, get married and have kids.”
Me: “exactly papa.”
Nana: “chill. I was just trying to make a conversation in front of your grandpa. If we were alone I would’ve asked you when was the last time you had sex.” I nearly choke on my drink but then I remember this is nana. This is her normal language. Papa just chuckles shaking his head.

Papa: “you are going to go back to Durban without seeing your parents?”
Me: “we will go see them tomorrow, maybe stay for a few hours then head back to our house.”
Nana: “honey we didn’t contribute in that house so it’s ours. Me and my husband, ours. Maybe you will get ownership when we are dead.” I roll my eyes. “Maybe Nzeke. Don’t rush in killing us because of it because maybe is a maybe.” I laugh and roll my eyes again.

The food comes. We eat while Nana is busy entertaining us with jokes and college adventures. She has always been an adrenaline junkie, so I no longer get shocked when she tells stories about the past. When we are done, we head to the movie theater and she literally drags papa inside. We watch ‘THE PHOTOGRAPH’ and whenever a kissing scene appears, nana kisses papa. I am traumatized guys. When the movie is finished papa drives us to their house.
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