CHAPTER 37

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KAGISO.







I feel like Basetsana is not opening up, she's holding back but I won't pressure her with all of this, I know when she's comfortable enough she'll open up and I can see she's a free spirited person.







I just have to take things slowly with her because I don't want to push her away surely she'll soften up as time goes.







Right now we're watching a movie and she's busy stuffing her face with all different kinds of snacks especially chocolate.







Me: Baby mama will you be able to eat dinner later when you're eating so much sugar?







The evil eye I get.







Me: Okay I guess you're going to eat.







Bassie: Ankere your child is making me eat like this.







I smile, for the fact that I'm now considered as the baby's father.







Me: Mhh don't blame it on her.







She'll blame the child because he or she is not here to speak for itself.







Bassie: Her?







Me: It's a girl.







The way she's so amused with hearing me say that.







Bassie: No it's a boy.







Me: Mhh we'll see, come here.







I pat my thighs, ask me what I am doing cause I said I'll take things slowly with her, she stands up and comes to me not leaving her snacks behind. I pull her so that she can sit on my lap and what do you know her snacks sit on my lap too. But what gets to me is that she's not comfortable with the arrangement.







Me: Relax.







She looks down eating her chocolate but this time she's doing it slowly and I think I know why she's not comfortable.







Me: Baby mama.







Bassie: Mhh.







I chuckle lifting up her chin to look at me.







Me: What's wrong?







Bassie: Am I not too heavy for you?







That's what I thought vele, she's not comfortable because she thinks she's too heavy for me.







Me: No you're not, why?







Bassie: Beacuse I'm fat.







I smile, no my woman is cute and I wonder what jerk gave her the idea that she's fat, I hate that there's a lot to fix here, she's insecure in fact I believe she was body shamed that is why she believes this shit and if it means taking her with all her insecurities then I'll be glad to do it, right here is my future wife and I won't lose her to nothing. If we have to go to therapy then so be it.







Me: You're not fat, who told you that, are you insecure?







I might have the slightest Idea of who told her this.







She shakes her head but you can see she wants to agree.







Me: People will always talk either bad or good but they always will, so stop believing them and be you, baby mama you're thick not fat, you have hips, an *** and a flat stomach.







To me you're perfect, so just sit comfortably on your baby daddy's lap.







She sits comfortable and continues eating her snacks.







I kiss her chick and she smiles, I just stare at her admiring her beauty and this woman of mine is so cute no lie there. I know this one coming will be beautiful like her mother and the future ones too.







ZAKHELE.







I'm driving from OR Tambo Airport, My mom called saying she misses me and I thought why not send her money to visit. My wife is gonna flip, they don't get along.







Mom: Where is that wife of yours?







Me: Mom please.







Mom: You have gone and disgraced us with that city girl, maybe she's just after your money who knows.







Me: That girl you say is my wife mom and no she's not after my money, she's a teacher and she works for herself.







Mom: Washlaza boh Zakhele, ngani yami there's lot of beautiful and respectful wife's at the village, to why you didn't start looking for a wife there I also don't know. This thing of yours is not a wife material. (You disgraced us, my child)







Me: I don't want village girls mom.







Mom: You know you have to take a second wife and it's culture.







I sigh, stupid culture, I know there's no running away from this it's either that or I don't have a wife at all and one way or the other this has to happen. My wife won't like this, my mom is also a second wife at home that is why she's forcing and supporting this.







I have to beg them to give me more time, my wife is pregnant and doesn't need all of this.







I sigh.







I don't know why I wasn't honest with her from the get go, this is going to destroy her and us. To why we're supposed to marry two wives beats me, I mean I thought this things don't happen anymore, I thought they died with our grandparents and my family following every culture rule there's no way out of this.

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