“Oh uh… I’ll be home soon mi just a go check your aunty,” I tell him.
His face softens. “Alone?” Awww…
“Mi know a the both a we did plan fi go but like how mi a leave from work now it mek sense mi just go get it over with, I don’t really need company,” I hope he understands. He doesn’t like it when I’m alone doing certain stuff.
“Zara mi wah be there,” he says.
“Babe have fun with your bros, mi a go just check it and text you as soon as I get the results. Okay?” I raise my brows. He doesn’t want to work with what I’m saying but he nods.
“Ah… mek sure I’m the first to know.”
“Promise,” I retort. He’s gonna be the first to know, besides the doctor.
“Ye Mami, I love you,” he tells me and I smile.
“I love you more.”
Before he could hang up I start talking again. “Wah you think it’s gonna be?
Or what you want it to be?”
“Wah you wah mi answer first?”
“Both,” I roll my eyes playfully.
“It’s gonna be what God allows it to be,” I laugh at his vagueanswer. “And mi want it fi be anything weh the results say.”I shake my head slowly.
“Easy way out,” I tease and he shrugs with a smile.
“Chro,” I say and he chuckles before he hangs up. As I drive to the doctor’s office I think about the whole thing. I don’tthink I’m ready for another baby but then was I in the firstplace? And I’m a mom right now, Right? So why do I feelincapable of having another baby? Or being a mom of three. Money is not a problem enuh. Being a mom has been the hardest job I’ve ever done and the best. I didn’t know mystrength until I’ve became a mother.
Stop worrying, if you pregnant you can do it again, you’restrong and if you’re not, USE PROTECTION!My subconscious yells at me.
When I’m there, I go to the bathroom just to look at myself and get ready. The bathroom door pulls behind me and a girlcomes in arguing on the phone with her boyfriend. I quickly leave. That’s awkward. I smile at the people in the waiting room before I walk over to the receptionist. “Hey good evening, Mrs. Jacobs is expecting me,” I whisper. The office is quiet and everyone is just staring around so I’m sure they’d love to hear a conversation and the Tv is running too but the sound is low, making it pointless to watch. She gives me asmile.
“You can go inside,” her voice soft. I slowly push the door open and it’s cold as hell inside. Whew.
“Hey Zara,” she gets up hugging me after I close the door. I tighten my arms around her before I pull away.
“You look so lovely,” she looks at me from head to toe with a wide smile.
“Thank you,” I smile. “You too.”
“Ha, I look regula,” she chuckles before she grabs herremote, adjusting the Ac.Thank you!I take my seat and she sits too.“How are you?” She smiles. I’ve already told her what I’m here for on the call so I guess she’s just doing a little small talk to calm me.
“I’m anxious,” I tell her honestly. The pep talk nuh work?Not really. Pep talk don’t really work for an over-thinker. Well, for me at least. I want results.
“Arite no need to,” she says.
***
As I leave the office I walk over to Nickoi’s black Benz. He still doesn’t get back my baby yet, she’s still at the body man.Oooh kay…
The woman that was in the bathroom walks out, making her way over to a white Bimma. There’s a man standing at the door. I can feel his eyes on me. I rest the purse on the bonnet, looking for the key and when I find it I press it, unlocking the door. I’m not going to look at him.
A muss somebody him a look… and mi nah look nobody so mi nah look.
“Mi ready,” the girl says.
