INCLINATION

CHAPTER 67 | I'm Content

                       EMIHLE

Oh God, I can't do this. It hurts like hell and I just want the pain to stop. Fxck that man, it's all his fault that I am in absolute agony.  I bite my lip so hard I taste blood.
“ Ahhhhh” I screamed..
“ Push Emy, you need to push. The baby is about to crown” the doctor tells me..
“ I can't, I can't”.
“ Yes you can, baby. Push” my mother encouraged me.
“ I feel like I'm being split in half” I cried
“ The pain will stop as soon as she comes out. Now give us a very big push”

I hold my mom's hand then push really hard, a very big push.
“ Yes, take a very deep breath then give us two more strong pushes”
Two more? Is this doctor crazy?. I don't have two more, God I don't.
I am on the edge of the bed and I feel my whole womb, intestines and stomach is going to come out of my vagina.  I take a very deep breath then use everything in me and push hard.

“ One last push, Emy, you can do this. Just one more” I am a crying mess, this is hard and I don't think I ever wanna do this again.
“ The baby is almost here, push Emy” his mother says.
I close my eyes, take another deep breath, force more air into my lungs then push really hard screaming for my life and baby's life. I push like I have never before then hear my baby's first cry as they take their first breath into this world.

I lay on the bed and cried. I heard screams of happiness and cries too. I feel kisses on my sweaty, salty forehead.
“ You did it baby, you did it. Our baby is here”
He holds me, I feel his shoulders shaking. He's crying too. I hold him tight.

“ Mr Makhoba, please cut his umbilical cord” the doctor says. I look at my husband and he nods.
“ You gave birth to a beautiful bouncing baby boy” my baby is still crying and that makes me smile because he is finally here.
He lets go of me then cuts his umbilical cord. They put him on my chest and he stopped crying. He is the most beautiful baby I have ever seen. I kiss his little forehead crying. His father also gives him a little kiss on the cheek.

“ Thank you, thank you very much for making me a father again”
“ You're welcome” I smile.
“ Mrs Makhoba, we need your son to be examined and cleaned and you also. Mr Makhoba, you need to excuse us because they need to go to the hospital”
“ Ok, I love you,” He says.
“ I love you more. What's our baby's name?”

          THREE WEEKS LATER.

We are at the farm, all our family members are here because my husband is doing imbeleko for our two children. Isabella and her little brother. Isa is very excited because I told her she's going to get another name, her Zulu name and she kept asking me if I am the one who is going to give her her name.

It made me happy because she thought of me out of all people but I shouldn't be surprised because we adore each other. He gives me our son back after he has put his traditional bracelet Isiphandla on. Isa looks at me and makes a funny face when she smells her Isiphandla . I giggled because she coughed a lot too when she inhaled the incense.

“ Here are your children,  Ayabonga, Nonkulleko and Melokuhle. all three of them with their mother. Thank you for all the blessings you have given us and I promise to always make you proud and protect our surname and family. Thank you”

Melo is looking at me like his world starts and ends with me. He reminds me so much of his older brother when he was little. They have the same features and you can see that these are Hlanga’s children. This is total Betrayal.necayse how do you carry someone for nine months and they decide to come out looking exactly like their father? Wow. My mouth is the only feature he has of mine. The rest is his father. His palms, hands and everything is all Hlanga. Melo betrayed me.