Chapter 4 Episode 4

CHAPTER 4

I had declined Ndaweni's suggestion not because I didn't want but I wasn't one to take things too fast. We had just spent some time together and now he wanted to see me again. I didn't think that was necessary. Trust me I would do anything to see him again and spend time with him but I was trying not to get too attached too quickly. It was bound to happen, such things would never be planned but suddenly you would find yourself drooling over a guy who you hardly even know.

The novel eventually got boring and I turned on the t.v which I had purposely put in my bedroom, there was no need to have it in the living room when I lived alone. Seeing that my favourite shows would only be starting in an hour I went to the kitchen and prepared enough corn. I then lay comfortably on my bed and watched some music while I waited on my shows to start. The rest of the afternoon had been amazing; I had absolutely nothing to complain about. That's exactly how my life was; I was always making the most of each moment and before you knew it life continued again.

It was evening around 18hrs when I received a call from Ndaweni, he was at my gate and he had brought me supper. A thought struck me, this guy was probably already into me and he couldn't just admit it, however, it had only been hours.

"I will be coming shortly" I responded.

Slowly I walked there only to find him outside with my food for sure. It was pizza and I loved to have pizza once in a while. He equally got himself one too.

"I just got done with the game and I thought I grab you supper, I hope you don't mind" he said

I shook my head and smiled "no absolutely not" I said.

I saw the hesitation in his eyes; he didn't want to leave so I decided to slip into his car so we enjoy the pizza together.

"I already have mine" he opposed.

"Well I think we can share, we can eat both together. Sometimes the appetite is better when you share" my paranoid self replied. I was a bit sceptical about this caring

"I will have to agree" he said.

Ndaweni and I got eating and chatting and I must say we were both blessed with the grace to talk. I never got tired of hearing him share his stories and I shared mine. He often giggled when I made reference to my family and how they thought I was a stubborn child for choosing to live alone. It's rare to have those moments where someone just listens to you, someone other than yourself. I was used to talking to myself.

"It was such a pleasure seeing you again.. I guess we will see each other again next time" he said.

We were both very satisfied with the food and we had actually been talking up to 21hrs. Ndaweni was great company and trust me you would never get bored.

"Yes sure... see you next time then" I said.

Ndaweni waited for me to walk in before he drove off.

The week that followed would be busy but having Ndaweni calling me every day was like heaven on earth. Ndaweni would call me when I woke up, at lunch while I was at work and even in the evenings just before I slept. He was always checking on me and if I wanted to talk that much we would talk for hour's especially at night. That week cruised like no man's business and we were set to see each other again on Friday. The weekend was fun with us chilling at keg every other night except Sunday when we just went to church and then for a movie after lunch.

The following week was the same, he called every day and I was to see him on Friday. I had been looking at houses simply because I wanted to move to another place away from the guest wing. The guest wing was initially supposed to house me temporarily only before I found a permanent place after the flat I was renting got sold. A workmate had tipped me about leaving her flat for a much bigger house with her husband and I loved it. The flat was in chudleigh.

I had hired a truck which arrived around 12hrs just after I returned from work, I had told my boss of this shifting and he gave me the day off. I only had to show up in the morning to attend a meeting. Ndaweni got the directions to my new apartment and he was there by 14hrs to help me set up my new home. I had also purchased extra furniture which included a dining suite and a coffee table. I equally got an extra television which I was going to place in the living room as this flat was now big enough to accommodate visitors. I wanted my cousins visiting and staying over if they so wished.

The house looked pretty good, I was so proud of myself. The art on the wall was my best part. I had put in so much money to have this art, I was specific like that. Ndaweni had been lifting items and he eventually lay on my couch to rest as I swept the corridor.

"Hey.." I shook him.

"oh.. sorry.. I fell asleep" he groaned.

"no I understand... you must be tired.. I prepared some food. I would like you to join me by the dining table I said"

Ndaweni immediately got up and we walked to the dining table where we enjoyed the pasta, mince, egg salad and some lettuce tossed with cucumber feta and olives.

"You know I still can't believe you prepared all this while I slept. I'm such a douche bag... I should have come to help" he said.

I giggled at that statement because I knew what he really meant was he was ashamed to sleep so much in my apartment.

"Well not to worry.. I am not complaining" I said.

I could tell Ndaweni really enjoyed the food because he constantly looked at me with every bite almost like saying "girl you can cook" the meal was great. Ndaweni helped do the dishes and pack up before he left to go and rest.

"You are not stepping into the club today?" I asked as he got into his car.

"No dear, when my evenings are occupied I really have no business being in the club unless of course I want to get my favourite ribs. But what could be better than the meal you just prepared for me. A homemade meal is always great"

I Smiled and waved.

"Sleep tight beautiful..." he said.

"Thanks... you sleep well too"

The flat I moved into was part of a block of 2 flats but in total the yard had six flats. The flats were semi-detached in a way that two flats had their own place while another two flats were at a distance. Each flat had its own car park and it was big enough to park four cars if you liked. The back was open for you to start a garden if you were that handy and it was in such a way that you could have your private space as there was a fence separating each yard but still open one side, so you had the freedom to get to the back without passing through the house. The back of my flat already had a well maintained green lawn and some beautiful shrubs and lilies. I was so grateful because for the life of me, starting landscaping was not my portion. However I was soon to learn that the owner of the flats actually paid a gardener to do the work. It was part of the rent.

I loved the self-contained bedroom as I was now having my own space, just in case someone visited I could still have my bathroom to myself.

The following day Ndaweni was working while my weekend was off, he called in the morning to mention he would pass by when he knocked off and true to his word he was by my house at 13hrs.

"I hope you prepared enough lunch" he announced as he entered the front door.

I had rushed to change into something more appealing when I heard him pull over.

"Yes.. I'm coming just a minute" I shouted from my room.

Ndaweni was in the living room with some supplies. I was wondering what that was all about.

"What is in the bags?" I asked.

"When I looked at your coffee table yesterday I thought something would match.. I have a similar coffee table and I bought the exact same centre piece" he said.

When I opened the plastic that he handed over to me I immediately fell in love with the vase.

"wow.. I would never have thought of something so nice" I said with a genuine smile as I unwrapped my present.

"Sorry I pulled a fast one on you" he said

I was so chaffed. How often do you meet a guy so particular" rarely. Very rare in fact and I must say I was really impressed.

I placed the vase on the tabke and asked him what ese he had bought.

"well these shopping bags.. I decided to get you some food while I bought mine. I actually was buying some house hold supplies from twin palm mall and I got two of each so I bring for you. Don't mind me.. I can be a little extra like that"

"Ndaweni you didn't have to" I said.

"come on.. I went all the way atleast don't reject them" he said.

"no of course not.." I replied while getting the bags.

As I carried everything to the kitchen I must say I was in a dilemma. It was enough that the past two weeks were awesome and I started to like him without a doubt but I had no idea where he lived or whether he was actually what he said he was. Here I was liking him. was I stupid?

As we sat to have lunch Ndaweni asked if I had any plans of stepping out that evening.

"yes actually.. I really don't mind..." I replied.

"so where?"

"granddaddys for a change" I replied. You can call me mad but I chose a location near his home only to see if he would actually take me to his home.

Well guess what? as we drove to granddaddys pub around 17hrs, he actually mentioned he wanted to just have a change of clothes by his house and he let me see his place. it was nice. A nice flat and very neat, his maid hadn't yet left when we got there but she was just about leaving. I was glad I met her because i would have begun wondering why his house was so nice.

"dear... we can go now" he said.

I nodded my head as I stepped out with some grapes in my palm which I got from his fridge. When we settled in the car he grabbed some from my palm and we giggled as he drove to where we would spend our evening.