Problematic Me By Cari Kate

chapter 6

I slept like a baby right after Terry and I explored the hotel room and took baths that looked like steam rooms soon after. We ate almost everything some traditional fruits and beer my mom refused to share because I was a child from my view it was too good to share.

It's funny how Terry and I exactly got along then without a fight or ignoring each other I guess Cape Town had it's magic.
When I woke up Terry was getting a massage and it looked fantastic I definitely wasnt going to be missing out so I went and took a bath and then ate breakfast which was marvelous and tasty like never before. 

Then I got my own massage which I would have prefered to get all my life but life isn't fair is it. Later in the day Terry and I went down to look at the occen view for not either because Zamani had called my mom to let her know he was sorry for being late and was ready to take us to our new place which I was quite nervous about because Terry had refused to show me the pictures she had of it so it could be a surprise.

When we meet Zamani he greeted us then took our bags out towards his car with such delicacy and a strong hold on them which made me wonder if his a father and what type he is to high children. We drove to through nice places and reserves Zamani promised to take us too when we were fully settled and ready to relax and have fun like a holiday instead of a huge movement from another country to another. 

We moved through Trafalgar street and Denneguer before we reached Bayview Strandfontein village where houses where big and beautiful aligned next to each other through color and structure each with a unique, I just thought we would keep going but we came to a stop next to a big brown house with a beautiful garden growing roses Terrys favorite flowers.

I thought no ways was this house ours no ways I couldn't even stop the words tumbling out of my mouth " Terry is this ours", I saw Zamani staring at me like I just offended him or my mom to stop my wondering why the look on his face he asked me is Terry your mother or sister I said she's my sister without even taking my eyes of the house because I just thought it might disappear like my dreams or my father. 

He then asked me why are you calling her by her name because that is very disrespectful to your mother when he said that I looked at Terry she looked very embarrassed and small for the first time ever I did notice I called her Terry to hurt her not embarrass her infront of people then I just said I loved my mother's name because it reminded me of her struggle just to stop him interrogating Terry. 

From then he didn't ask me or Terry why she let's me call her by her name. He took our bags out of his car and gave Terry the house keys when she opened the doors I couldn't believe how huge clean and beautiful it was I might say it was a wonderful suppose I was glad she didn't show me the pictures no matter how hard I begged.

It was fully furnished with a brown and white color in the kitchen the decor seemed quite expensive and the floor had  wooded tiles and it shined without dustmits which I was glad for, Zamani took our baggs further in while Terry and I dwindled in wonder.

Zamani said he will see us tomorrow for a Cape festival tour that's all I heard because I was already up the stairs to see the rooms when Terry closed the door and shouted dibs on the biggest room also coming up the stairs.

We looked at each other and I.said four bedrooms and she said  yep just what I also thought and we laughed,  Terry then said it's time to check them all out we started up in the left corner bedroom which was small and had a small wardrobe which we decided was the guest room and then the second one which had a view with a balcony facing the gardens with an outside chair I thought beautiful because it had a purple color which matched the inside of the room which was beautiful I just thought this is mine no matter what Terry said and I did get it.

Terry did get the biggest and also had a balcony view of the Town and she was so happy I could tell she was about to cry not the my husband left me tears but happy one's and I almost couldn't bare it because it reminded me of that useless Terry who had a heart full of pain. Who knows maybe she's hiding it from me now like she had tried before.

The last room we decided would be het office and at Times my study room from then we decided to unload our bags and feel at home which was wonderful because this place felt more like home than our original home back in New York now that I look at it it's like a craving you had wanted something and you hadn't got it and it left a space in your heart but now that you have something new that space is cleared like it never existed.