Thandolwethu's pov:
"Thando we also want to hold the baby" Siyamu's sister whines and I chuckle while giving her my sleeping boy. Siyamu is passed out on the bed after they have stitched her up. Apparently the heavy bleeding was caused by her already being overly pregnant. She was 42 weeks pregnant. Her natural hair is sprawled out on the pillow, while her hands are clutching onto the blanket.
"Dude have you decided what his name is going to be?" Siyanda asks me
"Nah man,I want Siyamthanda to be awake and we'll decide together" I say but to be honest,it wasn't a difficult decision. We decided when she was still pregnant but they don't have to know that.
"Manje uthe uzoyiletha nini ilobola?(now when did you say you'll bring the dowry?)" Siyanda asks and I laugh. Sbusiso playfully hits him on the shoulder
"You could sell my sister,I don't trust you anymore" Sbusiso replies while chuckling. Someone clears their throat and we all look at the bed. She's finally awake
"Do you want some water?" her mother asks and she nods. She pours her a glass of water and helps her drink.
"How are you feeling?" my mother asks and she touches her belly,sighs,and closes her eyes. Our boy cries in her sister's arms and she opens her eyes realising that her boy is healthy and kicking. Nomfundo hands her the baby and she smiles looking at her crying baby. She immediately takes out her breast to feed him,which looks thick and filled to the brim
"Ahy ahy Siyamthanda man" Sbusiso says and Siyamu rolls her eyes. My boy sucks on it like he's never ate since he was born. Okay,he really hasn't.
"Siyamu we need a name,we can't keep calling him 'the baby'" Nomfundo says and we laugh because we've been saying that for the past two hours. Siyamu looks at me before saying anything,I nod. I might not say it but I love the amount of respect my wife has towards me
"Ndabezinhle" she says and I see Siyanda and Nomfundo taking pictures of her feeding our boy. Ndabe,my first son. I also snap a picture of the beautiful moment
"What a beautiful name" my mother comments and Siyamu's mother agrees with her
"Manje nizombiza ngo Zinhle?(so you're going to call him Zinhle?)" Siyanda says and we laugh. How did this guy miss the opportunity to be a comedian?
"Mxm Siyanda ngeke,you're going to make my son gay. Uwu Ndabe" I say and Siyamthanda smiles
"The second one?" Nomfundo asks
"Uluthando lwabazali" I say because this little man was made out of love,the purest form of love. Everyone rejoices and they stay a little longer before leaving.
"Not in a bad way but I thought they would never leave" I say before pecking her lips and kissing sleeping Ndabe's forehead. She giggles
"I'm glad that Ndabe brought you and my brother's closer" she says giving me the eye
"I don't want to lie,you scared me back there. When the nurses ushered Ndabe and I out,and Dr Myeza was called,I felt my head spinning" she gives me a small smile
"I want to go home now" she says rubbing her lower back
"You'll be discharged tomorrow morning,they want to keep you for observation overnight" she nods "aren't you hungry?"
"I'll eat later" she says and I nod. I understand that she's tired and drained.
"Our friends will see you tomorrow,when we get to your apartment" she nods again,looks like I'm disturbing her because her eyes are closed. I stare at her skin,how she still looks cute even in a hospital gown,a fatigued face and messy hair. I post the picture I just took on my Instagram story,with Ndabe's face hidden because Siyamu said we shouldn't post his pictures till he's about a year old. She heard about someone using a child's picture to use witchcraft on the mother and I haven't heard the end of it. The caption is 'Ndabezinhle Uluthando Sangweni 14.06🤍'
"You should go home and get some rest because what's the use of sleeping uncomfortably while you have to wake up to fetch us?" she says. I look up and her eyes are still closed
"No I'm-" she cuts me off
"Go home Thando,bath and make sure you eat. Ndabe needs a strong father" she protests and I nod,as if she could see me. I kiss her forehead and kiss Ndabe's little nose making him pout in his sleep. I leave to go home but head to the airport instead because Bayanda told me they just landed. I park my car outside and decide to wait for them here because I'm hella tired. I whip out my phone and look at Ndabe's pictures,smiling to myself. We really created such a beautiful human being. He has pale skin and you can't see who's features he took because he's still so tiny. He is going to look like me though,I can feel it in my bones. A knock on the window startles me. Bayanda laughs his ass off while I unlock the door to get out. I bro hug Bayanda and give Lwandile a side hug,taking her baby girl away from her. I kiss Lwanele's forehead after uncovering her head. She's just 4 months so she's still sensitive to the air. We get in the car and drive off while I play her playlist. Bayanda eyes me as I sing along to each song,with Lwandile
"Bafo you know I got your back in everything,right?" he asks and I nod while humming to Blue Lights by Jorja Smith, oblivious to his question
"And if you're gay,I fully support it. I don't want you to feel left out,it's even pride month next month and-" he blabbers before I stop him
"Woah,what?" I ask him laughing. I look at him and he looks dead serious
"Man you're singing along to Jorja Smith,I really think-" he says and Lwandile laughs
"Yazi sihambe siqoma nje(you know we go around dating)" she says and now it's my turn to laugh
"Bro this is Siyamu's playlist and I always play it when I miss her" I justify my actions. She's really gotten me into her type of music. I can't believe I listen to Jorja Smith,I never even knew she existed
"Ncooah"-Lwandile
"Yeah it's nothing much" I laugh at my own statement because I'm lying. It means a lot to me and if anyone were to delete this playlist,I would literally cry. We get to my house and Snothando screams when she sees the new baby
"Is this my sister?but dad you said I'm having a brother?" she asks dramatically with her hands on her hips
"That's your cousin. Uncle Bayanda's child" I explain and she crosses her hands infront of her chest
"Oh okay. Now where's your baby?" she asks giving me the most confused face ever. She's so cute when she does this,she looks like Londi when she was little
"He's still at the hospital with your mom,now be a good girl and welcome our guests" I say. She hugs her aunt and then her uncle,who throws her in the air. She giggles really loudly. After calming down she sits with Lwandile while playing with the baby. Bayanda goes to the kitchen to greet mom and Aus'lolo,after that he follows me to my study. I sit on my chair at the study desk while Bayanda sits on the chair opposite me. Aus'Lolo walks in with a tray with two glasses of whiskey,on the rocks
"Ma I thought I told you it's fine if you stay at home,you're sick" I stand up to carry the tray for her
"Nonsense" she coughs really loudly "you can't pay me while I sit on a bed" she protests
"You're not well,you need medical assistance. I will be fine because my mom is here, please ma. I don't mind paying for your hospital bills too" I say and she nods
"I understand mntanami but I'll come in once a week atleast,if I don't get better" she says before leaving the room. I sit down with the tray and Bayanda grabs himself the sweatiest glass. I show him pictures of Ndabe and we talk about business. He also mentioned moving back to Durban. I'm glad he's doing what makes him happy.
