Maid For Marriage

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After another week at home without eating I was back in the hospital. I overheard Senzo crying on the phone to MaKhumalo about how he can't loose another wife. I really wished there was something to do about this but there was nothing. I had to accept the fact that I would be in and out of hospital for the next five months.

"You're up. I was here yesterday but you were sleeping. I didn't want to wake you." It was MaKhumalo. I waved at her because my mouth was full of ice chips. It was the only way I could get some water in. I could kill for a glass of water. Sometimes I just put some on my lips and lick them. I was so thirsty. 

"I brought you a smoothie. Just try it out. If not I know where your bucket is." I laughed for the first time in forever. "Thank you. Let me try it. I'll drink anything at the moment even if it makes me vomit." I took a sip and waited. When nothing happened I took a few more sips. Still nothing happened and I gulped it down.

"Whoa. It's not going anywhere. I also froze some into ice blocks in case you couldn't drink it. She put a small lunchbox filled with green smoothie ice blocks which I enjoyed. The nurses were extremely happy seeing me being able to keep something down. In a couple of days I was back home again.

I wanted to wear actual clothes and luckily I had some energy to look for a dress. Most of my clothes were stretch material but it was getting a little bit tighter. My little bump was super cute. Everytime I felt like giving up I looked down at it to remind myself that all of this would be worth it.

"Thandi!" MaKhumalo called. "Yebo! I'm coming!" I took my phone and made my way to the kitchen. "Here you go. Smoothie with your medication crushed up in it. Ma should be back any moment now. She went to eat breakfast next door so there wouldn't be any food smells that set you off."

MaKhumalo was a godsend. She just knew exactly what to do. From the moment she brought me the smoothie in the hospital she hasn't left my side and even though I was still suffering from this illness she was making it a little more bearable.

"Thank you. For everything. You didn't need to do any of this." She sighed. "Yes I did. I meant it when I said I didn't want you to become like the first MaCele. Also, I kind of like you. You're not that bad." She shrugged and I couldn't help but smile. "Awe, I've grown on you." I teased her. "That tends to happen." I joked.

My aunt and MaRadebe walked in. "Morning Makoti. It's good to see you up." I hugged them and when I hugged my aunt she gasped. "Wait. Is that what I think it is." She looked down and out her hands on my belly. "How far along are you?" My belly wasn't big it was just a little bump. "I'm only fifteen weeks." I replied and they were all shocked. "I was not showing at fifteen weeks." My aunt said. "Me either. Are you sure you're not having twins?" MaKhumalo asked. "I'm sure I'm not having twins. I might just be bloated." I tried getting them off my back. We spent the day chatting away outside in the sun. 

That was one of the few days I got a break from literally being deathly sick. The season wasn't helping at all and neither was Senzo. He was convinced I would die like his first wife did and even tried bringing up abortion. He didn't say it in so many words but saying "maybe we should not go through with this for the sake of your health." Is pretty much the same thing.

I looked terrible. My face looked fallen in and I just kept loosing weight. Even with my tiny belly growing.

I even had to skip Christmas. I spent the day crying at home. But I was still excited. I wanted this baby. I couldn't wait and I would go through this all over again if needs be.

I wanted to make Senzo excited about the baby too so I ordered a couple of things online and because our sixteen week appointment where we find out the gender is this week I bought and blue and a pink baby grow. When the box finally arrived I realized that I might've gone overboard.