contract - Season 1 - Episode 83

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contract - Season 1 - Episode 83

“I was going to say yes, but then you started talking and blowing it out of proportion.” She said.

“Sorry.” He shrugged and she waved it off.
“Come on. Lets chat with him quickly so that we can go.” She said, pulling him down on the couch.

She brought out Tobi’s laptop and signed on to Skype. She called him, and they waited in anticipation for the caretaker to pick up.
Suddenly, the face of a little dark skinned boy appeared on the screen. He was smiling broadly, and waving at her, not even looking at Tobi.

“Aunty Bena!” He squealed excitedly, and Abena chuckled.
“Hello my love. How are you doing?” She asked, her smile increasing.
Tobi looked at her and smiled. He was the only one in her initial family that was left, and her eyes shone when she looked at him.
Even he couldn’t compete with little Demi.
“I’m fine! The doctor said that I’m getting better quickly, and I’m going to come home soon.” He grinned enthusiastically.
“Well that’s great love. I can’t wait for you to come back home to me.” She said sincerely.
“Who’s that?” He asked, pointing at Tobi.
Tobi cleared his throat and straightened up. He felt like he needed Demi’s approval, as stupid at that sounded. After all, he was going to be the big brother of his twins.
“This is my friend: Uncle Tobi.” Abena said.
“Hello Mr. Uncle Tobi.” Demi greeted confidently, and Tobi chuckled.
“Hello Demi. You just get better okay? When you come back. I have a house full of toys for you to play with.” Tobi promised, and Abena knew he wasn’t joking.
“Okay! So we’re all going to stay together?” Demi asked hopefully.
“Yes Demi. We would all stay together in a big house with lots of food and toys.” Abena laughed.
“Well what about Grandma? Would she come too?” Demi asked quietly, clearly used to his grandma’s hostility.
“No Demi love. Grandma has travelled for a very long time. She won’t be coming back.” Abena said delicately.
Demi grinned at them. “Okay Aunty Bena. Have you been eating a lot of sweets aunty?” Demi asked innocently.
“No why?” She raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Demi shrugged. “You’re really fat now.”
…

Abena had no idea what to wear. Tobi’s aunty and cousins were coming soon, and she was still standing in front of her mirror in a bra and p@anties, staring at all her clothes.
She remembered her talk with Tobi that morning.

Just be yourself, he said.
She shrugged to herself and picked out a plain purple maternity dress.
…
“Tobi. How many times do I have to tell you not to employ pregnant women as the help?” A high pitched voice asked as Abena walked down the stairs, with a strained smile on her face.
But the smile quickly wiped off on hearing the woman’s words.
“Aunty. That’s not the help. That’s Abena.” Tobi quickly said, rushing to Abena’s side and helping her down the stairs.
“Oh. Abena.” Aunty said, looking at Abena skeptically and with distaste.
“Good afternoon ma.” Abena greeted with a curtsey.