THE COVEN’S BRIDE
CHAPTER 10
NALEDI
“I need to use the bathroom,” I say to Sibusiso, in between the kisses.
I am close to opening my legs for this man, and I need a minute. He is a good kisser and makes me feel things that no man has ever made me feel, but I need a minute. If I want to keep the vow I made to myself and give my virginity to the man who will marry me. I need a minute away from Sibusiso. In all my years of dating, I have never wanted to sleep with a man so badly. What is it about this one that makes me want him so bad?
“Time out!” I pull away from Sibusiso and get to my feet. I don’t know what he is doing to me, but I need a minute away from him. He also gets on his feet, and I do not miss his hard-on. I am glad that with us women, one cannot tell, but I am sure my eyes are betraying me.
Sibusiso pulls down his t-shirt trying to cover his hard-on and says, “I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to come on to you that strongly, but then look at you, Naledi. You are so gorgeous and those juicy lips – I’d kiss you all day if you’d let me.”
“I need to use the bathroom. Is there a bathroom around here?” I hope there is because I am soaking wet down there and I need to change my panty liner.
Thank God there are bathrooms, even though the place is not yet open. The ladies’ bathroom looks amazing. I can already see women taking pictures in front of these gorgeous mirrors. The lighting is also good. I clean myself up and stand in front of the mirror looking at my reflection. I need to get it together. I barely know this man, and I shouldn’t let lust control me.
I have been tempted in the past and got through it. I can also get through this even though I lose my senses when around Sibusiso. I reach for my phone in my bag. I have text messages from Tshidi asking me if I am okay and that if she doesn’t hear from me in the next 2 hours, she is calling the police. I have one crazy friend right there. I call her.
Tshidi: Are you still alive?
Me: I wouldn’t be making this call if I weren’t.
Tshidi: I was on my way to the police station. You said you would tell me when you get to where you are going.
Me: I forgot, plus, I was too busy kissing Sibusiso to remember you.
Tshidi: Look at you already turning on me on your first date. But you are fine, right?
Me: I am very fine; I am in the bathroom catching my breath. I swear this man makes me want to have s*x badly.
Tshidi: They say if he doesn’t make your private part twitch excessively, then he is not the one.
Me: You know me, Tshidi, you know I want to wait for my wedding night. But with Sibusiso, he makes me want it now and today.
Tshidi: Damn girl, is he that must of a good kisser?
Me: He is, and when he touches me, I feel like nothing can hurt me. I think I like him.
Tshidi: You don’t like him, girl, you love this man. You have fallen in love with him.
Me: Do you think it’s too soon to like him? I have only been around him once.
Tshidi: There is nothing such as too soon. As you said, if it ends, so be it. For now, just be happy with him. But don’t sleep with him yet, no matter how much he kisses you.
Me: I cannot promise anything, when that man looks at me all the blood in my body rushes to my v@gina. I am in the bathroom, cleaning myself up. I was soaking wet.
Tshidi: Damn girl, you are a gone girl.
Me: I know, hey…should I be worried?
Tshidi: Not at all. You deserve to be happy, so please be happy with Sibusiso.
Me: Thank you, Tshidi.
Tshidi: Don’t thank me, you are a lovely and gorgeous woman. Sibusiso chose well.
Me: Are you trying to make me blush? Thanks, babe, let me go back to Sibusiso before he thinks I ran away.
Tshidi: Tell me when you get back home.
Me: I will do that. Take care, I love you.
Tshidi: I love you too.
I hang up and take a deep breath, looking at my reflection. A knock on the door startled me. “Naledi!” Sibusiso calls. “Are you still good in there?”
“Yeah, I am coming.”
I get my bag and head out. “Sorry about that.”
“I didn’t mean to rush you, it’s just that you have been in there for a while and I was worried.”
I nod with understanding. “I was on a call with Tshidi, I didn’t realize I took that long.”
“Are we good? I hope I didn’t overstep by kissing you and you know…”
I smile and say, “We are good. You are a very good kisser, and I don’t mind kissing you.”
“Does this mean we are officially dating, or do I still need to get down on one knee and ask you to be my woman?”
Blushing, I say, “I wouldn’t have kissed you back if I didn’t want you.”
“You want me?”
“Don’t say it like that,” I giggle. Gosh, the way he looks at me. I can’t stop smiling. “I want us to give our relationship a try.”
“Me too. I am serious about you, Naledi. I want to one day make you Mrs Gumbi.”
“Let’s take it one day at a time,” I say. We go back to our food, have more wine, and just enjoy each other’s company. Then around 4 pm, Sibusiso drives me home.
GUMBI HOUSEHOLD
Sibusiso walks into the house whistling, joy written all over his face. His parents share a look, wondering what has made their son so happy. Sibusiso isn’t the type that just smiles.
“Hello, old people,” Sibusiso greets excitedly.
Sipho shakes his head and says, “Who are you calling old? If we stood together, people would think we are the same age.”
“I can never be the same age as you, Dad. You are old, there is no need to sugarcoat things.”
Sipho turns his attention to his wife. “Do you hear this boy? You need to get his eyes checked because clearly, he cannot see properly.”
Rosa chuckles and says, “I thought he was talking to someone else when he said old because I am not old.”
“And where are you coming from, looking so happy?” Sipho asks his son.
Before Sibusiso answers, two people walk into the room: his older brother, Senzo, and his little brother, Jules. They are all wheeling suitcases. They were out of town for a week attending a friend’s wedding.
“Gumbi,” Sibusiso fist bumps with Senzo and the Jules. “I was starting to think you guys don’t want to come back home. You were supposed to be gone for two days.”
“We needed a break, we are tired of seeing these two old people every day,” says Jules.
Sibusiso adds, “See, even Jules thinks you two are old.”
“If we are old as you say, then how come you all don’t want to give us grandchildren?” says Rosa.
“That’s my cue to leave. See you all later, I need to rest,” Senzo leaves the room.
“Do you people even like women? You all have stable jobs and can afford to have a family, what are you waiting for?” Rosa asks.
“I am also going to my room,” Sibusiso says, leaving the room, and Jules follows behind him. Sipho says to his wife, “Are we ever going to be grandparents?”
Rosa answers, “Sibusiso is seeing someone, I think he likes her. We might get a daughter-in-law soon.”
“Who is she? Do you know her?”
“I don’t know her, but let’s let them be for now. With the way Sibusiso seems in love, he might introduce her to us soon,” says Rosa.
Mzilikazi’s words cross Sipho’s mind. Maybe this is the girl they are all waiting for. If Rosa is right, then Sibusiso is the one who will marry the coven’s bride. Should he tell his siblings about this or just wait for things to unfold? Also, how will he explain all this to his son? He doesn’t want to end up not on speaking terms with his son.
“Honey, are you okay?” Rosa asks when she notices the change in Sipho’s facial expression.
“Yeah, just thinking about something.”
“What are you thinking about that has you looking so worried?” Rosa asks.
“It’s nothing, let’s go lie down, my back is starting to hurt.”
Rosa shakes her head. “The boys are right – you are getting old.”
“Not you too, please.”