LOGIN60.AVETHANDWA SISULUI honestly didn't want to wake up and get out of bed. He insisted that he's fine and there's no need for the wedding to be cancelled tomorrow, but I still don't trust him. He really doesn't seem hurt anywhere, but I'm just scared, honestly. I never feared losing him like yesterday. I need to start doing as much as good as I can in this world because God can't be this generous to me.“What are you thinking about?” Bangizwe asked. I didn't even realise he was awake.“Are you sure you're okay, Bangi? You were unconscious yesterday.”“Why would I lie to you?” He's a man. They lie for many reasons.“Because you think i care more about the wedding than you. I don't mind with just signing in court honestly, but what would I be without you?” I was now lying on top of him as I stared at him.“I want to see you in your pretty dress walking towards me, knowing that you fully belong to me, baby girl. Forever till whenever?” I shook my head.“This is not the time for vows, ba
59.AVETHANDWA SISULUHonestly, this week rushed. How is it that it's Thursday already? Everything feels like it's happening all fast and honestly as much as i love celebrating but I can't wait for the aftermath of the wedding when I'm just relaxing and listening to myself think because right now I can't. I mean, how can I when such loud music is blasting through the speakers? I'm just feeling so overwhelmed, and it's unlike me. I believe it's the wedding jitters.“Are you gonna be in here forever? People are waiting for you out there.” Khanyiswa walked in, holding a box that she opened. “This is your 'being Mrs Mboyo' sash. Put it on, and let's go out there.” I stood up, and she put it on me. It was grey written in white. My dress was white, flowy and long. It felt so comfortable.“Let's go.” I did a breath in and out before walking out with Khanyiswa. My dad's house was turned into a club honestly, and he was not here to see for himself, but my aunts were as well as my grandma. I wa
58.AVETHANDWA SISULUPreparing for a wedding has to be one hardest job ever. The wedding is next week but I have to go to Cape Town this week to fit on the dress so that the designer can make adjustments for the big day. All thanks to Nompilo, Lunghani's girlfriend. That girl is my wedding planner, and she's been doing a great job. She's really good at her job and when Tinyeleti referred me to her, I was shocked because I didn't know she was an event planner, let alone a wedding planner but with eleven perfectly planned weddings, i knew she could be trusted. “Here it looks like I was getting married to you instead of your brother.” Mbuso walked to the couch with a plate of rice, and I showed him my phone. It was one of the videos at my lobola negotiations this past weekend.“What can I say? Your man didn't want to dance. I had to step in.” He grinned while stuffing himself with food. I grabbed a drumstick from his plate and took a bite. “Hey, that's my meat. Go make your own food.”
57.BANGIZWE MBOYOI could feel someone poking at my eyes as I slept, so I was forced to finally open them and my eyes set on Mihla. I sat upright to face her.“You're not supposed to be in my bedroom.” She rolled back her little eyes. This is one hell of a girl with an attitude.“And you're supposed to be in mine?” She sat cross-legged on the bed with her arms crossed.“No. We meet in the lounge and interact.”“Dad?” Her face suddenly morphed into sadness.“Hmm?”“Do you think you'll give me cuddles at night like mom used to?”“Mihla, you're 12.”“I am Mom's only daughter, Daddy. She treated me like a baby, and I've never had a dad before. I don't know how to behave.” I've never been a dad too, and I honestly don't know how to be one, but I love her. I just don't think I'm good at showing her. It still feels like I'm her uncle sometimes, and all I have to do is to be there, but there's a difference between being a dad and being an uncle. I'm her dad.“Come here.” She moved closer to
56.AVETHANDWA SISULUAfter work, I drove to the mall. I walked to McDonald's to buy food because I wanted a takeaway away, really. I walked to Checkers Liquor for a six-pack of Bernini, and when I was done, I came across a floral shop, and I was tempted to walk in, and I did.“Welcome to Flora's Florals. How can we help you?” The lady in there welcomed me. The shop smelled like all sorts of flowers.“I want a bouquet.” I looked around.“Which ones caught your interest?” My eyes were set on the white roses. I honestly can't wait to get married. My wedding has to be something out of this world. “Ah, the white roses. They are something, aren't they?”“Can I have three of them?” The lady nodded and started to prepare my bouquet before she handed it to me. I gave her my card to settle the bill, and when I was done, I walked out of the floral shop to my car. Bangizwe brought the Honda Civic Type R a week ago because he was tired of picking me up every day.My phone rang as I got in the car
55.AVETHANDWA SISULULast night I wasn't supposed to come here. I was supposed to go home but I came to Bangizwe's place because I've been stalling. I don't wanna tell my dad about my engagement. The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was to stare at my trillion-shaped diamond ring. It looks so good on me. I never thought I could love a ring like I do right now. A whole me? Someone's fiancee? I never believed a man could ever love me, let alone show marriage interest. The said man walked out of his closet in tracksuits. I yawned and sat upright.“Where are you going?” He grabbed a watch on his nightstand and put it on.“On a run.” A run? Since when? There's a home gym for a reason. He walks closer to the bed and crouch down to peck my lips, but I glance down at his trackpants.“In that?” He stared at them too, frowning.“What's wrong with them?”“They are showing the particulars.” Can't he see the outline of his dick on them because I can. Who is he going to show, too?“You're s
19.AVETHANDWA SISULULanga found me at the mall and we got inside the Golf GTI he was driving. It looked brand new. It was dark blue in colour. We were both inside the car as he handed me a Steers paperbag. I can buy myself food. Why is he acting like my boyfriend? He's feeling guilty because he's
15.MBUSO MBOYOIt has always been a tradition that we celebrate our birthday for three days. The first day was yesterday and it was dedicated to me, the fun brother as I would like to describe myself. The word fun is embedded in me. The party last night was lit, that goes without saying. I get off
13.AVETHANDWA SISULUA black Lamborgini was parked outside. It was a two door car and the doors went up when opened. Bangizwe opened the door for me and I got in. The inside was just as amazing as the outside. It also smelled so good. This is a beast of a car.“Where are we going?” I nervously ask
9.AVETHANDWA SISULUSomeone shook me, and i opened my eyes. It was Tinyeleti. I groaned because she woke me early, and my head was throbbing. She put forth a smoothie bottle.“Take this. It's gonna make you feel better.” I grabbed it from her before sitting upright. I rubbed my eyes because when I







