BLACK BONNIE

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The king sighed from relief when they opened the apartment door and found baby toys and a crib in the room. Austin walked infront of the king when a woman suddenly popped up from another room in the apartment.

'April you're - wait who are you and what are you doing in my house!?'

'Mam I am Austin from the royal police,who are you?'

'I am April's mother,why are you guys here?'

The king had gone in search in the other rooms of the house.

'I found him Austin'

He walked out the only bedroom in the apartment with a baby boy in his arms and tears in his eyes. The baby seemed comfortable in his hands like he had known him for all his life.

'Mam you are under arrest,for assisting in the kidnapping of a child-'

'Kidnapping? I don't know anything about that,I was just taking care of Omari,my grandson'

Austin read her her miranda rights as he walked her out the house into their car where April was seating and handcuffed in the backseat.

'I will drop you off at the hospital then take this two down to the station.'

'Okay thank you for all your help man.'

The king walked into the royal hospital emergency area with his son in his arms. He had already informed the royal peaditrician and physician who had come over just for him. As soon as the head nurse saw him,he directed him into a private consultation room.

'Your mommy is blowing up my phone but I can't answer her before I know you are okay.'

The king and his son spent most of the day in the consulting room as texts and examinations were done on the baby prince who slowly got agitated by all the probing and was soon tired,crying and inconsolable.

'I've been worried si-'

Omuhle stood frozen from shock after she walked into the hallway from the dining area to find her husband,who had left without her knowledge,smiling at her with a grin on his face and a baby in his arms.

'Is it hi-. Is that my Omari'

The young king nodded as they both slowly walked towards each other. Omuhle wiped away the tears that kept raining down her dimpled cheeks. With a huge smile plastered on her face she held her hands out for her son,who was asleep in his fathers arms.

'You found him'

Her tears of joy rained down onto his cheeks waking him up from his slumber. She hugged him tighter onto her chest. The king followed her up into the nursery where she sat in the feeding chair and began breastfeeding the eight month old baby.

'Did you take him to the hospital?'

'Yes and all is well. He was on formula so he might not like breast-'

The king was rendered speechless when Omari began suckling on his mother's breast like he had been feeding on it for years. The couple smiled at each other,both with tear filled eyes.