Arike’s POV
"Are you okay?" Busayomi asked when I entered the kitchen.
"Yes..I am fine."
"Rice or swallow?" She asked.
"Rice...no.. I'd prefer swallow." I answered.
"Okay..I will prepare Eba."
"That's cool. Thank you."
I brief her about the agent response and all she did was heave out a huge sigh. She wasn't happy.
I grabbed an apple from the refrigerator.
"Have you thought about the gender of your baby?" She asked.
"No, I haven't given it a thought."
"A boy would definitely look like Adedayo." She said.
"I don't want a boy." I resorted Immediately.
She laughed. "So no one would know the truth."
"I want a baby girl." I whispered.
"Any gender is fine by me as long as I get to be called big mommy." She said.
We laughed.
I would definitely devote my life to raising my child.
"Will you be needing a new box?" She asked
"Oh Yes! The zip of the old one has worn out."
"Okay..we'll go probably on Friday or Saturday to get a new one."
