THIRTY FOUR
DINTLE
We were now done eating , Samkelo paid the bill and we made our way out of the restaurant . This time l was seating with him in the car he hired but his the one driving , the driver that picked me up is going with Samkelo's driver .
He has both his hands on the steering wheel and a tooth pick in his mouth ,guys there's just something about a Zulu man that chews on a toothpick ...it's just attractive !!
He starts the engine with a serious face on l can't help but steal glances at him .
Samkelo : Waze wayibuka indoda yakho
he says and l get shy shifting my gaze .
Samkelo : Hawu sisi qhubeka uyibuke nawe, he enjoys it .
Dintle (giggles) : Aowa Samkelo waphapha.
Samkelo : You can't say that to your man unless you want to be punished .
Dintle : Ebile ke mang orile nna lm your woman ?
yho the bombastic side eye he just gave him you would swear he'll make me swallow them back .
Samkelo : Well you are my woman uthanda ungathandi.
his phone rings before l could reply and he puts it on loud speaker .
Samkelo : Bafo ...
Kumkani : Yebo bafo how's it going that side.
Samkelo : Good , very good lm even coming back with a token .
he says whilst winking at me ,gosh this man
Kumkani : l wonder , anyways l was calling because we have been invited to a Sunday chillas by Melody so when will you be back ?
Samkelo : Sunday ? that's tomorrow muc .
Kumkani : l know so are you going to make it ?
Samkelo : Are we ?
l nod smiling .
Kumkani: Eh who are you talking to ...
Samkelo : my token bafo ,my token ... anyways uthe we will come so except to see us there by tomorrow .
Kumkani : Okay then.
Samkelo : And greet my sister for me and tell her l miss her .
Kumkani: I'll do so .
He drops the call and he knows l have a question for him .
Dintle :l never knew you have a sister ..
Samkelo : Well l didn't now l have one , lm glad we going back tomorrow lm sure you'll meet her there along with Melody .
Dintle (smiles) : I see you adore her very much .
Samkelo : indeed she's just so lovable but not as lovable as you are to me.
Dintle : honestly l can't believe that we fixing things lm low-key happy because now you'll love me knowing everything about me , loving me with my imperfections , my flaws thank you .
Samkelo : I'm mad at myself for being ignorant about my true feelings , l could've shown you how your imperfections can be a perfection to me .
l smile .
Dintle :We almost there ...
He frowns not understanding .
Dintle : Ragadi Stompie is next door standing next to the chubby woman ...lord lm not ready to step out of the car yet can we just drive past her .
Samkelo (chuckles) : Not a chance .
He stops driving and all eyes were now on us we'll the car but us ...arg nevermind .
Samkelo : let me open the door for you , l need to make a good impression so she can decrease the lobola money for me .
What !
Dintle : Aowa tle !
Samkelo : Ngyadlala you are priceless wena l can't afford you .
This man is so good he manages to brighten my day .
Dintle (chuckles) : Okay keh etla before Ragadi Stompie comes here.
He walks out of the car opening the curb door for me .
Stompie : Dintle ? Helang what are you doing with this young man in the car ?
she says clapping once placing her hands on her waist and her friend keeps on fixing her dress trying to charm Samkelo but he doesn't even barge ...this woman has no shame but l can't blame her Samkelo can be anyone's dream Ben 10 !.
Dintle : Ragadi Stompie we actually want to talk to you .
Stompie : Le nyaka go bolela ka eng?
Samkelo : Beng'sacela singene endlin khona sizokwazi uk'khuluma kahle .
He says rubbing his hands together and the old lady almost fainted probably because of Samkelo's voice and Zulu accent .I giggle looking at Samkelo who tries keeping on a straight face .
Stompie : Hmmm okay let's go , Rebecca l'll see you later .
Rebecca : Eya mosadi and please do call me when the boy is about to go .
Stompie : Hay Rebecca kganti you still into Ben 10's .
Samkelo (whispers) : l don't like this Rebecca at all .
l laugh my lungs out and they all look at me like lve lost all my senses.
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