MY LIFE( Book 3)

CH 3

After all that drama from last night, i decided to visit my dad's home this afternoon. Yes i skipped those classes. The uber just dropped me off, as i enter the yard i dont see Spha my dad's gate guard by the gate so i proceed to the house seems like nobody's home yet,its a little after 12pm. As i am searching for my house keys in my bag i hear my name being called, I raise my head to be met with Spha holding a baby walking my way in a hurry i must add, hao when did he have a baby and why bring a baby to work?" ntwana, good thing you are here, hold him" he tells me and i put my bag down to take the baby,small baby boy"and then why did you bring your baby to work bhuti?"i ask him as i stare at the baby but its like starring at my baby self picture" some car dropped him here not so long ago, his bags and baby things i put them in my room behind. Been trying to call your dad but his not answering he must be in a meeting "i look at him confused as he explains"this is my dad's baby?"he nods" the driver of that car said he was paid to drop off the baby to his father. There is a note in his diaper bag,let me unlock for you so that i bring his bags and things here" hao i want to refuse but this baby looks like me and i look like my dad with my mom's features. Oh there is a tag on his name"MJ weee baby brother, who is your mother boy? Because trust me your step mama wont be pleased by this."i mumble as i walk in the house to sit. This baby better not cry yoh, i take out my phone to call my mom but voicemail, call my dad ,also the same thing. Now i just have to call my grandmother,  my dad's mom" gogo wami unjan?"i greet soon as she answers, she always answers fast like she was waiting for a call"Buhle wam ngiyaphila, do you miss me?"i giggle how she likes the name Buhle for me,its not even on my birth certificate" i do miss you gogo but thats not why i called.  Your son gogo your son did something " i tell her as i hear her breath" what has that one done now besides marry that witch?" I giggle i dont think my granny will love any of my dad's wives really" so i am here visiting him ,hao when i get here there's no one. Mangithi ngingena e ndlini ,uSpha uyang'biza wabo. Hao his holding a baby, gogo lomntana looks like ubaba yazi, bathi a car came by to drop the baby paid by the mother, so i am here holding the baby now and your son isn't answering his calls...iza phela ntombo" yeah i tell her everything"uthini Kimberly? Angizwa kahle mtanam. Uthi your father has a son,with another woman who decided to dump him with a baby?"yeah she's summarising" exactly that gogo, iza before ekhala lomtana phela" i tell her hoping she agrees" ithi ngiyobiza lo mkhulu wakho, we will be there before 6pm my baby. Keep calling your father" i agree then hang up,oh Spha has been moving things from his room to the living room where i am sitting "this is the whole baby room things mos !"i say looking around this baby was planned to the teee" a whole truck dropped these here. " i want to clap my hands but yoh i cant scare this baby, he looks cute. He has dimples like me, skin so light, besides him being light and my dad so dark his definitely his twin. I sigh " your father doesnt want to answer" i tell him softly, he looks brand new yazi ,playing with his fingers looking around. He smells so nice, i try my mom's number again" Kim baby, i am in the mall , are you in danger?"she answers "no bu-..." she cuts me off" then i will call you back in 20 minutes my lov- Pam Pam you better leave that ,yeyi wena!"ohkay i hang up cause she definitely has her hands full bein at the mall with Pam Pam. I want to call Masego but then again i cant until i speak to my dad, also i have to see if this baby has food for the day atleast. I see his car seat, decided to just put him in it so that i look inside the diaper bag, oh found it. Take it and sit on the couch to go through it. " at least your mother loved you ,she prepared you 6 bottles baby bro"yeah i am going crazy talking to a new born,oh the letter. Its typed. I was hoping to catch the lady by the hand writing mxm" lets hear your mom's excuse neh" i tell him, okay okay its a small nyana paragraph.

You know who this is.I am sad to be doing this to my son, but i did this for you. Please take care of our son. His name is Micheal Junior Bakhulu. I opened a trust fund for him, feel free to add on to it. I wish we could raise him together but we both know that can never happen. I trust that you will raise him well i have been watching how you raise your first born Kimberly i am sure you will do the same with MJ. He is 3 months old as you can see his a big baby, Doesn't have allergies so far. He hates noise,  he hates too much light, he hates crowds. His loud at night so be alert. I have been taking care of him for you. Its time for you to meet your son and raise him. DON'T tell anyone about me. But please make sure my son knows me. Oh lastly i would be sending breastmilk to your house every Monday and Thursday. Bye.