Melokuhle



Coming back to university as a wife brought a strange feeling of joy. I quickly adjusted to the new experience and settled in.

Even though I had my own car on campus, Melusi insisted on picking me up in his impressive new Tesla, catching the attention of everyone around. People couldn’t take their eyes off the car and, of course, Melusi himself.

He had this natural charm that seemed to enchant everyone around him. Girls and even some boys seemed captivated by him. He had a striking appearance with his tall frame, light brown skin, and soft, wool-like hair. His broad shoulders and a unique scar on his face made him even more attractive.

As he approached me, I couldn’t help but feel delighted by the attention we were getting. He hugged me tightly and kissed me, causing the crowd to cheer and scream in excitement.

Blushing, I enjoyed the moment with him. “Hey,” I said with a smile, stealing another kiss. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to pick up my wife,” he replied affectionately, helping me with my bag.

“But I drove here,” I said, linking my arm with his.

“I know,” he said with a mischievous look. “I’ll have someone come and get your car.”

He led me inside the car, and instead of going home, he took me to a fancy restaurant. Even though I felt a bit underdressed, it didn’t matter because I was with the man who made me feel loved and cherished.

Since we returned from our honeymoon, our lives had been busy, but Melusi always found ways to surprise me and make me happy with thoughtful gifts and gestures.