BEING A WIFE OF A PRISONER

Chapter 57

BUSISIWE

Junior: Mama where are we going?

Me: Somewhere.

Junior: Where is that somewhere?

Me: You will see.

Junior: I hate surprises.

Me: I know.

Junior: Good.

We are on our way to my parents house. After concluding the call with Kagiso I came to a decision mending things with my family. I took Ma Agnes advise and if I can give Kagiso a chance to be part of his son’s life then why not also extend the same courtesy to my parents? Opening the gate, I close it after we step in and padded to the door. I pop my knuckles and knock on the door.

Junior: I don’t think there’s anyone inside.

I’m also hoping for the same thing but my wishes and hopes are short-lived as the door opens revealing my dad.

Dad: Princess is that you?

Junior: (snorting) Princess?

He giggles beside me and I glare at him. He shoves his fist to stifle his laughter.

Me: Yes dad it’s me.

He opens his arms for me and I walk to his embrace.

Dad: I miss you.

Me: I miss you too.

He breaks the embrace and cups my face before he plants a kiss on my cheek.

Dad: Who is this?

Me: This is your grandson, Junior.

Dad: He’s such a handsome boy.

He smiles opening the door widely for us.

Dad: Your mom went to her stokvel thing and she will be back later. Will you wait for her?

Me: No.

Dad: How have our been?

Me: I’ve been living.

Dad: After you left everything wasn’t the same. Both your brother’s moved out and it was just your mother and I. The house went quiet. I could see she also misses you but pride was clouding her better judgement.

Me: I also missed you guys.

Dad: I’m really ashamed for what we did. I don’t have enough words to express how sorry I am. Will you forgive your old man?

I smile nodding.

Me: It’s all in the past now.

Dad: How old is he?

Me: Seven.

Dad: You’ve done a great job with him. Is his father present?

Me: Recently found him.

The front door opens and shuts.

Dad: That must be your mother.

I hold my breath waiting in anticipation as she makes her way where we are. She stands behind the couch we are sitting on.

Mom: I didn’t know we had guests. Afternoon.

Dad: (smiling) Come have a seat. We have important guests.
Mom: Okay.

She rounds the couch and seats beside my dad then raises her head. A gasp slips out of her lips.

Mom: Are my eyes seeing correctly?

My dad nods smiling.

Mom: Busiswe is that you my baby?

Me: It’s me mama.