Our Son: A Love So Deep.

Our Son (Part 52)

...52

*Nompumelelo*

I wake up the following morning alone. I thought that he was going to come back after he stormed out but he did not and I guess I fell asleep after waiting for him for so long and just thinking that he was going to come back. This is bad. This has never happened to us since we've been together. See Mmelokuhle and I we fight, a lot and we have disagreements, but we always sleep next to each other. Every night and he still hold me in his arms throughout the night even when we are not talking to each other. So, him not coming back to me after what he said just validates that he meant it, that he is going to kill me if I go ahead and terminate this pregnancy which I think it's really unfair towards me. Sigh. I admit it I might have taken this whole thing out of proportion, but I just wish he gets where I'm coming from. I get off my bed to take a shower ignoring the huge headache I have.

I'm looking at myself in the mirror after such a long time and I don't like the woman who is staring back at me. She looks worn out, drained and like she has aged this past two months. The bump is there if you look closely and if you really know my naked body you would notice the changes in me, my boobs look fuller. I hear a soft knock and I shout, "come in". I know it might be Nkazimulo or Lindiwe as they are the only ones allowed to come in here since the kidnapping. I get dressed quickly and rush out from the closet to attend to whoever is looking for me.

"My Princess, good morning." She says and I narrow my eyes at her for addressing me like that and she knows it that if it is only me and her, she doesn't have to get on royal on me.

"Morning Lindiwe, unjani?"

"Ngiyaphila wena unjani? I brought breakfast for you and the king since you didn't not join us." And right on cue the other maiden's walks in with the food followed by Nkazimulo. This is going to be long day; I can feel it.

"Nompumelelo unjani." He asks inspecting my face then the entire room probably looking for the bruises in my face and the broken mirror he saw last night. Well, there is nothing on my face because my husband never touched me in that way and during my restless sleep, I cleaned up all the broken pieces, so everything looks in place in here except for the missing mirror.

"I'm good and yourself." He nods and looks over at Lindiwe and them while they prepare the food. Lindiwe turns to look at me and mouths "sorry" the moment Nkazimulo turns back to look at me. I hate this and she knows it that's why she is apologizing. I am not a difficult person however I like to make my own food especially breakfast and dinner for my family and I have mentioned this to her and the kitchen staff since Mmelokuhle approved my cooking for him and our son.

I watch them leave.

"Uphi?"

'Uhm, he had a meeting that he had to attend this morning." I lie and he chuckles.

"Did he hit you?" he asks concerned.

"NO!" I quickly say. Why would he think that he would do that? Unless his son is a violent person, and they are all hiding that part from me and plus my husband is a very scary man when he is calm.

"You would tell me if he ever did something to you. Right?" I don't like this conversation. I don't like sharing my life with anyone that I'm not close too and Nkazimulo is one of those people who I am not close with.

"Right?" He asks again seeing that I wasn't replying to him.

Sigh.

"Babu Nkazimulo, I really appreciate that you care and uhm... that you want to be involved in your son's life and I get it because my parents are the same as you are but...what happens between me, and my husband is our business, and I would like it to stay that way please. I would like to believe that he will never put his hands on me. That's not the man I married. And I trust him when he said he will never hit me. What happened last night was a mistake and I'm sure it will never happen again." When I finish my speech, he is looking at me weirdly. And I hope he will not take this as any disrespect from my side because it was not.