CHAPTER 61 | I Am Here

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EMIHLE

The closer we get the more nervous I become. It feels like I'm going to a guy's place for the first time without letting him know and I could be the one surprised when I get there. I take a deep breath then slowly release it. I'm going to stop these negative thoughts that keep playing in my mind. I'm just going there to thank him for the lovely day we had.

The car stops and I realize we have arrived at the place I once called home. Vino gives me his hand and helps me step out of the car. I politely thank him then make my way towards the front door. I had asked Vino not to tell Hlanga that I am coming because I want to see how he's going to react when he sees me. I stand in front of the door debating if I should knock or just walk in.

I should probably knock since I don't live here anymore although some of my clothes are still here, well they are many. I decide to ring the bell then wait. The door opens and I'm expecting to see Auntie Nomusa or Hlanga, even his mother but it's not them. It's a young woman I have never seen in my life. I step inside, she takes a step back then smiles at me.

“ Good evening madam”
“ Hi” I closed the door.
I look around and it still feels like home and Isabella is crying loudly.
“ I am Jackie, the nanny.”
Nanny, when did Hlanga hire her and why isn't she with the baby instead of opening the door for me.
“ You're Isabella’s nanny?”
“ Yes madam, sir hired me today”
“ Don't call me madam, just call me Emy”
“ No madam, sir specifically instructed me to call you madam when he showed me your pictures and besides they are all over the house. You are the lady of the house so I must” He did? Hmm

“ Ok, Jackie. Why aren't you with the baby?”
“ Yoh madam she cries. She doesn't want me anywhere close to her and her grandmothers are trying shame but she just won't stop crying for her mother. Sir seems to be the only one who can calm her down but he is also struggling.” I nod.
“ Thanks Jackie. You can go back to whatever that is you we doing”
“ Yes madam, they are….of course you know where they are. Silly me” I nod.

I make my way upstairs and I'm already hating them because it's a struggle to take each step. I breathe a huge sigh of relief when I finally step off the last one. Isabella hasn't stopped crying and she keeps saying mama, mama. I walk towards the guest bedroom that is now Isa's bedroom. I open the door, see Hlanga softly speaking Spanish to her trying to calm her down I think.

He doesn't see me when I walk in but he turns around, sees me and he stills.
“ Emy?” He sounds so exhausted and I can also see it on his face. He is surprised to see me.
“ What's wrong with her?” I walk closer to them.
“ I don't know. She was sound asleep then she woke up and started crying for her mother”
Poor baby, I feel so sad for her. She hasn't seen her mother in a while and she misses her. I can't believe she left her behind.

“ She misses her mother. Have you tried to call her and maybe Isa will calm down after she hears her voice?”
“ No, I won't call her or ask for her help. She chose to leave her behind, Isa doesn't need her” He is still shushing her.
“ She does need her mother and you know that too. Just call….”
“ I said no.” He snaps. “ Shit, I'm sorry I didn't mean to snap at you”

“ I know you didn't. Can I maybe hold her, maybe she won't cry as much” I don't like the way she is crying and he looks like he could really use the help.
“ She's heavy mama and you're pregnant”
“ Not disabled, I can hold her. Give her to me”
“ Emy…”
“ If she's heavy for me then I will give her back to you. Just let me help, it can't hurt.”
“ She doesn't want anyone to hold her….”
“ Just give me the baby” I snapped at him.

He hesitates then pulls Isa from him but she screams and grabs his wet t-shirt not wanting to let go.
“ She…..”
I put my hand on her back and sooth it. She shifts her head, still crying and looks at me. Her whole face is red and I just feel bad for both of them.
“ Hi Isa, want me to hold you?” I don't even know if she can hear me. “ Give her to me.”
I take her from him then hold her. She is a little heavy but not that much. She doesn't refuse to come to me. She looks at me still crying but not so loud anymore.

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