Yoh!
Me: ok
I sat next to Iya.
Me: so how old are your friends? Where are they from?
Her: Nikitha is 4 and Lona is 3. I love them, we share our food
Me: wow thats sweet. You such a good girl. What did they teach you?
Her: to count from 1-5
Me: ok count
Her: 1...2...4....3... Yoh ha.a its 1...2...3...4...5
Me: good girl
I said clapping hands for her.
Me: You're a big girl. high 5
We high fived and she giggled
Her: and teacher made us colour pictures
Me: that is great my baby
Dae: breakfast is served. Juice?
Me: yes, please
Iya: tea
Me: in this heat nana? ha.a you'll have juice ok?
Her: fine. Thank you daddy
Me: thanks babe
Him: pleasure
We ate in silence just listening to Iya tell us about how nice school was and how the play during break and everything interesting. When we were done I packed up the dishes and washed them while Damon went upstairs. After washing the dishes, I went to wash Iyana and when she was done I dressed her up in a cute dress and a sandal then we went downstairs to chill and play games on the iPad.
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#DAMON
Am I wrong for wanting to have a child with my wife? Someone who shares both our blood in their body and not just mine alone? I'm sorry but I don't understand why she's being selfish about this. After showering I decided to go cool off at the office because this tension here at home was not right. I packed up my stuff and took my car keys and headed down.
Iya: where are you going daddy?
Mahle turned to look at me
Me: to work
Iya: I want to come with you
Me: you going to get bored and want to come back nje
Ama: don't worry we'll go for ice cream princess
Her: but I want to go with daddy
Me: ok let's go then
With that my princess and I went to the office not forgetting to carry a few of her dolls to keep her company and my fully charged iPad. I was barely going to get any work done because this hyper active kid of mine is talkative and she loves attention more than anything. We got to the building and it was quiet AF*, the securities were at the door.
Them: Mr Bess
Me: hello.
Vusi: Is this your daughter boss?
Me: yes, Say hello princess
Her: hello. I'm Iyana Melanie Bess and I'm 3 years' old
She said holding up 3 of her fingers making us all laugh
Xola: Hello Iyana. I'm Bhuti Xola
Vusi: and I'm Bhuti Vusi
Vusi: aren't you supposed to be home with the Mrs?
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Amahle's Diary 4
General FictionThe story skips to three years later. What new challenges await the Besses? Will they make it this time around? Is their love strong enough?
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