CHAPTER 48 | God's Timing.

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The house has never been the same since Hlanga left and we can feel it. His presence is deeply missed and it shows that without him, we are not a complete family. I put my laptop bag and the files on the table and sat down again. That's a new norm for us and Aya has even stopped asking me to bring files from home since he politely  asked me a week ago.

I take off my shoes then make myself comfortable on the couch, look at the time and it's 1 pm. Aya won't be home for another 2 hours so I can go through these files before he comes home. I came straight home from the courthouse because it's Friday. Pule is finally free since his father dropped the charges yesterday.

It took him this long because apparently Vino kidnapped him, put him in that place of theirs for a week so he could experience what it's like to be in jail. From what Vino told me is that Pule's stepfather got a rude awakening and he swore to change his life. The next he went to the police station and dropped the charges. So it was a good day today at the office, that's why I told them they can knock off early and it's also because I'm damn tired.

" Ma…mom, mama! Wake up"
My eyes blink open and I see Aya looking at me worriedly. I look around and notice that the lights are on.
I slowly sat up and groaned because I was sleeping in the same position for a long time.
" Baby, what time is it?"
" 6 pm ma."
" Why didn't you wake me up?"
" You looked like you were having a good nap but the position you were in didn't look comfortable and you looked tired too. Ma?"

I looked at him and saw worry on his face. I pet the space next to me and he sits.
" Ma, are you sick?"
" No, baby I'm not but there's something I would like to talk to you about. I think it's time."
" As long as you're not sick then we can talk about anything you want."
I smiled. I took both of his hands to mine.
" You know that I love you very much right?"
" I know that"
" I will always put you first above anything else in this world because you are my pride and joy, my love and happiness and the love I have for you will never change or even stop no matter what happens in our lives or who comes into our lives."

His brows furrowed like how his father would when he doesn't understand something or like something.
" I understand ma although I'm a little confused"
I took a deep breath. I'm scared of how he will react because I don't want him to think that I'm going to love him any less than the child we're going to have in this home.
" Ayabongamandlozi Makhoba, you my baby are going to have a little brother or sister soon crying in this house, running around and causing trouble"

He stilled, he eyeballed me then he pulled his hands from me. My heart almost stopped " Aya…." God don't let him pull away from me.
" Ma, are you telling me that you're pregnant?" He whispered.
I nod, a tear dropped. " I am 5 months fully pregnant. Your dad and I  before he left we….."
" Mom please. Are you really pregnant?"
" I am"
" Can I see? I mean…oh now I get it. You're always tired, sleep a lot, complain about the chicken and your feet. When I googled your symptoms they said you might be depressed. I thought maybe you're sad about dad being gone for long. I never thought to check if you're pregnant."

He smiled. " Can I feel the baby, is your stomach visible? That's why you have been wearing big clothes…" He's talking so fast he's making me smile. I stood up, took his hand and put it on my stomach.
" Wow Ma, you're really pregnant. Does it hurt?"
I giggle. " No, I'm pregnant and you're going to be someone big brother"
He gave me his full beautiful smile. " Finally! I'm going to have my own sibling too."

" Are you happy?"
" Yes, I'm very happy. I've been praying to God and asking him to give me a sibling then you and dad to get married. Ma, we need to tell dad. Does he know?" He stopped smiling. " Oh, I forgot. We can't talk to him"
" Hey, I will make sure that he finds out okay?"
" Okay, I know he's going to be happy just like I am"
I smile. " I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. I wanted your dad and I to tell you together but I'm starting to show and you were getting worried about me. I'm sorry i worried you"

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