We’ve been dating for two years and I couldn’t had asked for a better partner, girlfriend or soulmate.
“Ma!” I heard Rumi yell from outside and I went to look out the window. I saw Beyonce chasing her with a water bottle and couldn’t help but laugh at them, can't even tell whose the kid between the two.
It was Saturday midday and I’ll
never forgot the day Rumi started calling Beyonce Ma. Of both my kids I thought she'd be the one who would have a problem with me being in any relationship with anyone, there's a reason for that.
Flashback
It was late in at night and Beyonce was not in bed. I went to check her in the office and she wasn’t there. I passed by Papa's room and he was fast asleep. Before I could check the other rooms I heard voices coming from Rumi’s room. I was about to knock on her door, but heard her’s voice “…Ma” I couldn’t believe my ears. “Yes love” Beyonce replied, “I’m happy we have you in our lives” Rumi told Beyonce and I didn’t even notice tears in my eyes. feeling like I was invading
their private conversation, I decided to leave, as I was about move from the door I heard Beyonce tell Rumi that she loved her. I went to bed and cried, ashamed of myself for all the things I put Rumi through no child deserves to go through that.
From that moment on she continued calling her Ma, I couldn’t ask for a better parent for my kids.
Papa was outside playing soccer, we had a little Messi on our hands and Blue was probably in the studio in
the basement, she was more of an artist if anything and loved to sing.
I fixed lunch for my family and Blue came down just in time, “mom, need any help?” did I mention, she calls me mom? “if you could set the table for me outside baby” I said, “on it” she ran along.
“Mmm…lunch looks good” Beyonce said behind me as I put the food down. “you are wet” I slightly pushed her away, “if I change you’ll let me hold you?” she asked looking at me. “Go change then I’ll think about it” I countered and she went in the house to change assumingly.
My parents were coming over for dinner tonight. Beyonce gave me the go ahead, my dad was looking forward to it and I wasn’t worried about my mom because I knew she wouldn’t act up with dad around.
“What a wonderful house” my dad said as I ushered them in. My mother looked around and kept her bcomments to herself, which I glad to be honest. “So where is your girlfriend?” dad asked while taking a sit in the living room. “she's went out but will be back soon” I replied.
It was Saturday afternoon and Beyonce was at the mall with Papa.
I called Rumi and Blue down to greet my parents. Of course Rumi was happy to see them, Blue on the other hand was reserved and it made me anxious about tonight.
“What does she do?” my mom asked after the girls left the room. “she owns a real estate business amongst other things” I replied and she nodded and proceeded to take a sip from her
juice.
I was just about to start with dinner when Beyonce arrived, “mom! look what we got you” Papa yelled while coming out of the garage and had a plant in his hands. “Thank you my love” I took the plant from Papa and told him to great some visitors in the TV room, he’ll be happy once he realizes who they are.
Beyonce entered the kitchen shortly after, “hi babe” she greeted me with a kiss. “mm hey” I licked my lips, “are your parents here?” she asked and I nodded in response.
“Mom and dad, I’d like you to meet my partner Beyonce” I said while entering the TV room. My dad stood up to shake her hand, “it’s good to meet you” dad said to Beyonce and mom greeted her with a simple hello. Dinner should be interesting to say the least.
Dinner was uneventful much to my relief, mom didn’t like Beyonce but did a good job to hiding it. Since my parents travelled a long way to get here, I thought it would be better if they stayed the night.
Right now dad was watching a soccer game with Beyonce. They were getting along quite well and I was a bit happy.
“There are many men out there with money” my mom told me in the guest room. I couldn’t believe my ears, “you think I’m with her because of money?” I asked her. She didn’t reply and I got up from the edge of the bed and left the room. I was mad at how lowly she thought of her own daughter.
Beyonce came to bed around 10pm, I guess the game was finished. “Your dad is great” she said, "yeah” I answered. She tried to kiss me but I turned my head and she caught my cheek. “Good night” she said disappointed.
My parents left the next morning after breakfast.
Since that weekend Beyonce starting acting weird when we were alone.
“Mom, we have a parent’s meeting Thursday afternoon” Rumi told me after fetching her from school on Monday. “Okay, I’ll attend” I told her.
I proceeded to fetch Papa and then Blue from school before going home.
I knocked on the door outside Beyonce’s office at home it was after 10pm. “Come in” she said in a hushed tone, “still busy?” I asked while poking my head in. She said nothing so I got in and sat on her lap, I wanted to know what her problem was. She’s been avoiding me, “will you attend parents meeting on Thursday with me?” I asked her and she nodded.
I didn’t plan on moving from her lap, I put my arms around her neck and kissed her, it wasn’t an innocent kiss and she got the idea of what I wanted. Next thing I know I was on the table with her head between my legs and her hands holding me down. Every intimate time with her felt like
a first.
“Will you tell me what’s wrong?” I asked her, we were in bed after being intimate. “Nothing is wrong, sleep babe.” She cuddled me and I fell asleep soon after.
It was Thursday midday and I called Beyonce to remind her of the school meeting.
Me- hey (I greeted happily)
Beyonce- babe, I can’t talk right now but I’ll fetch the girls and will drive back to Rumi’s school later.
Me- okay, I love you…
Beyonce- I love you. Mwah...
I got off the call blushing, I’ll never get tired of hearing her say that. I'm in love still.
