Candy ✔ (In Editing)

-Chapter Fifty Eight

It has been three weeks since Gogo's funeral and three weeks since I last saw Justin.

That didn't stop him from calling almost everyday to check on me and the babies. It really warmed my heart that he kept calling especially because it was at odd hours for him but I'm worried that he might not be getting enough rest just to talk to me. I do try to keep the calls short but Justin never allows it, always wanting to talk to me until he falls asleep in some cases.

I've also been spending a lot time with the camera I recently bought. It cost an arm and a leg but it was so worth it. I filmed everything with it. I filmed myself reading stories to my babies, I read somewhere that it helps babies recognize your voice or something like that. I filmed myself at my favourite places in Cape Town: in a cable car going up to the top of Table Mountain, at the large fields containing indigenous fynbos, the beach, the ostrich and wine farm and many more.

I loved my days here. I discovered that I love taking pictures and filming and I'm not too bad at it. Hylton can vouch for me. Me and him have spent most days together just like old times before we started dating. I liked it. It felt great to breathe and feel stress free. Smile a genuine smile and laugh a genuine laugh. I apparently had the pregnancy glow as Mama called it.

She was teaching me everything about babies but it's unnecessary really. I've spent most of my days in high-school babysitting my cousin's babies and even Naledi.

I opened the door to the house. According to the clock I was in time for dinner. Although I had eaten at the cliff with Hylton I was still hungry. I was eating for five so it was understandable. The smell of dumpling and Mama's famous mild chakalaka overpowers my nose making my mouth water.

"You babies are hungry?" I whispered as I walked to the dining table.

I found Mama, my dad and Naledi already seated and dishing up. "Just in time." I mentally whisper to myself.

"Hi Mama, Daddy " I kissed her their cheeks and  tried to kiss Naledi's cheek but she dodged it. I chuckled and sat down.

I dished up and started eating. Damn this is delicious. That is one thing about home that I forever missed: the food.

I paused eating when I noticed my dad starring at my swollen belly. My belly was already so big and I am only four months pregnant. My dad was not completely happy with my pregnancy. He expected his baby girl to be all married and settled before having a baby, let alone babies. I understood him but he had a newfound dislike for Justin. My dad would disturb everytime I was on a call with Justin forcing me to hang up. He is very protective of me now. Always wanting to know where I am at all times and throwing warry looks at Hylton when he comes to get me. Besides that he is really excited to meet his grandchildren. He even helped me dig out some of my old toys, it was a father-daughter bonding moment doing that.

"Are you okay Daddy?" I wiped my mouth with a serviette from the table. We all turned to him and he pushed away his plate.

"No, I'm not. Explain." He said simply. I frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"All this." He pointed to my belly. I knew what he wanted and I gave it to him. I kind of owed the truth to all of them.

"Justin and I are married– I mean we're married. Everything happened so fast and turns out we weren't ready for marriage. We got a divorce and we're starting over. It is not only for our children but we want this too." I explained. Silence hovered over the dinner table until Naledi spoke.

"That doesn't make any sense." She commented and I chuckled. Yes, she is being brutally honest. Mama didn't scold her so I'm guessing she thought that too. Before any of us could say a word my phone rang.