In my sleepy state, I feel a caress on my skin. Tiny kisses caress my neck. I try to ignore the sensation and his tiny gestures of luring me into his pool of passion this morning. Wait..this morning. What happened last night? Which day is this?... I try to recall. Every time I spend a night with Musa, I lose track of time. Whew! It's Saturday. I can rest.
He continues with a loving caressing on my skin. His touch is gentle and slow. He is enjoying the process of exploring and evoking feelings by mere touches. The power of touch builds up feelings that you never knew existed in you, his touch speaks life into me. I feel his hand passes slowly by the sides of my sacred yoni. I reacted quickly, I couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore.
"Ahh!" I yawn
"You finally decided to grace me with your voice" He whispers into my ear and nibbles it.
"mmm," I try to contain my moan. "I was asleep" my voice is soft and sensual.
"Aha!" He places a tiny kiss on my neck.
"Let's rest" I turn my body to face him.
"Yes, but that doesn't mean we can't cuddle" He drew me close to him and captures my lips and I let out a little moan on his lips.
He pulls his lips away from mine, still maintaining the closeness between us. "But we can do more if the lady allows"
My lips contort into a smirk. "The lady just want to cuddle" I place a peck on his lips.
My phone chimes. I pull away and reach for my phone on top of the side drawer. I swipe the phone to check the text.
"Don't forget our brunch at noon. Should I pick you up?"
Mom...I had forgotten about the brunch. It is now 10:30, I need to bathe quickly and ask Musa to escort me.
I reply her text and quickly received a response.
"Oh, your boyfriend will drop you, because probably you were spending the night with him. Just be here at noon"
I roll my eyes. Mom is going to be this dramatic all the time. I am trying to be calm and understanding because of her situation, but she's pushing my buttons.
"Babe, I have to leave at 11:00, the late hour is 11:30. I need to join mom and my stepdad at a brunch. Will you be able to escort me to the new residential suburban side of town?" I gape at him softly
"I will escort you. I also have business in town. So we can shower now so that we can maybe squeeze in..." He grabs my bum cheek. "Some lovemaking in the shower" He kisses me.
"Maybe..." I deepen the kiss.
We dismount from the bed and head for the shower.
*
"Bye! I might see you later" She closes the door of the car.
I watch her walk away because I dropped her a metres away from her new home so that I don't get in trouble with her parents yet. As she disappears into a house in a distance, I warm the engine and drive off.
Today is the day where I find out the truth, my truth, not the truth that Lala wants me to believe. I can't help to feel that this DNA test was cooked for me to take responsibility for something I didn't do.
It is more suspicious because ever since the results came out, she has tried so hard to arrange a meetup. I shake my head. Maybe it is because of the baby. I press the horn to hoot the car in front of me to move forward. I need to arrive at Dr Nkosi office at the time of the appointment.
I swerve the car and drove the car into the Sabina plaza, that's where his office is located. I drive to the parking lot and kill the engine.
Dear Lord, please reveal the truth and give me the strength to deal with whatever answer that I receive. Wisdom and knowledge to handle this situation cautiously without hurting the ones I love. Amen! I take a deep breath and walk out of the car. I lead to the Doctor's office.
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"Welcome sweetie" He places a peck on my cheek and walks to the kitchen to take the remaining food dishes. My mother peeks at me and pretends like she doesn't see me. She settles herself to the chair. I lead my way to the table and sit next to her.
"Hello, Mom..." I greet softly
"Hello" She fixates her gaze on the food dishes decked on the table. I guess she is disappointed in me, that I am dating the son of her enemy.
"How are you?" I initiate a conversation to try and prevent us from dwelling on an unease silence.
"I am fine. I guess you are good?" With her firm which sounded like an insinuation of something. She lifts her gaze to face me. Her gaze was not warm but blank.
"I am not good" My voice is high pitched. I am trying to at least let her vent because I can feel the pent up energy oozing from her. I fill my glass with water from the jug placed on the table and take a sip from it.
"The sex was not good enough?" She asks without flinching. Her tone is icy. We gawk at her mystified by her words.
"Love..." He glances at her horrified
"I thought you invited me to a family meal not to be insulted by you, mom" tears well up in my eyes. I leave the table and head for my bedroom. I can't stand the insults anymore.
After thoughtful thinking in my room, I head to the dining room. The food was still untouched. I guess I was not gone for a long period that they waited for me. It felt like hours in the room. I guess it felt like that because I was the one hurt and contemplating the words that mom has said to me. I pull the chair far away from mom and settle myself.
"We are glad you are back, we were about to call you down. Let's eat and talk after. I am famished" Mr Kim starts dishing up. I followed him because the crying did a number on me. The growling of my stomach is the main reason why I descended back to the dining room. Mom hesitantly dishes up her plate too. We all gorged the food on our plates in silence. The only thing speaking was the clicking of forks and knives on our plates.
After that silent dining and washed the dishes, they call me to sit with them in the lounge room. I am anxious because it is either a chastening apology or a chastening lecture. With a feeble body, I drag myself to the lounge room and rest my bum on a one-person sofa diverting my direction from theirs. The room felt cold that it sent chills on my skin.
"Your mother has something to say to you" He silently gestures her to talk.
"I want to apologise for earlier, it was unsettling, I am sorry " Her lips pursed. Her facial expression is solemn. It is rare for me to get to witness this side. She is standing firm with her opposition to my relationship but is my opposition worth it?
"Okay," My voice is low and remorseful, although I shouldn't. But black African parents require you to have your head down even when they are in the room. It is a rare event where the parent apologises, and my gut feeling is telling me that Mr Kim is the one who is ensuring that the apology takes place. How thoughtful of him to care about our mother-daughter relationship.
Mom keeps quiet and he lazily glances at her then clear his voice. She adjusts herself then open her mouth to talk.
"I know you are young and you don't see things through my eyes because you haven't experienced what I have. It is hard for you to understand and differentiate when I am being a good mom and guiding you, to stop you from taking the steps I did. I don't have a problem with you dating guys from rich families..." She pauses to breathe. "I just don't like your boyfriend because his family scared me. His father and sister hurt me. I would appreciate it if you understand that I don't want to form any relationship with them in a way" She sighs
"But...mom what if I want to" I try to sound mellow. I can feel her pain, but am I too selfish for not wanting to break up.
"Life is about choices. I won't dessert you. But know that I don't want anything to do with the Mala and Mulaudzi. I am now even battling to get all of your inheritance. Do you understand how that is? " She gasps for air to breathe. He soothes her back.
"I understand. Please give me time" I sit with my hands on my lap with a gloomy face. "Thank you for the explanation. I think I need to process this, so I am thinking of leaving" I bit my lip.
"To your room or Residence?" He asks concerningly. Before I could reply. "Let us drop you, we want to buy few essentials in the town. Isn't it love?" He gazes at mom and she nods softly
"Okay" I agree to hold back my tears. "You will find me outside" I hurriedly outside to catch some fresh air.
"Will she be fine?"
"I hope so"
I hear their voices as I head outside to secretly let the river flow. I sniffle while walking.
*
"So the results are back. They are in this envelope. Do you want to open them here or privately" The man in a white cloak laid back on the chair gazes at me
" I will open it privately" I reply with a firm voice.
"Okay. You can contact me anytime for any query" His voice is professional but friendly.
"Thank you" I get up and leave the office.
I hurriedly walk to the car. Every minute feels like a decade. My body is feeling hot and sweaty. I thought it would be easy, but having the answer and having to reveal it yourself is scary than not knowing anything. I open the door with my sweaty hands and settle on the driver's seat.
I slowly peel the white envelope. I can't believe my eyes. I sigh in disappointment.