BLACK BONNIE

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Omuhle's breath hitched in her throat when she opened the doors to her living room. She had not been into it since the say she was attacked. Tears slowly ran down her cheeks when she noticed the spot where her son was pulled out of her. The carpet was changed but she could still see herself in the pool of blood and feel her baby being pulled out of her. She quickly turned and landed straight into someone.

'Baby what are you doing in here?'

She was having difficulty talking and breathing. The king rubbed her back to try calm her as she slowly breathed in and out .

'The therapist suggested I try this'

She managed to say in tears. He pulled her into himself to calm her. He was becoming at professional at it. She pulled herself away and aggressively tried to wipe her tears away but failed.

'I hate this!'

'Dimples it is normal,you have been through a horrific experience. It would be suspicious if you behaved any other way.'

She punched him in his chest playfully. It was bad enough that her sisters nicknamed her Dimples but she hated it more when he called her that. She loved her name they way it was. Omuhle, which meant the beautiful one.

'Do not call me that and thank you for being so understanding. I do not know what I would do without you. You have really been patient with me and that means a lot to me. I know it must be hard dealing with an emotionally unstable women like me.'

' It's understandable in our circumstances babe.'

' Still you're my knight in shining armour.'

The young king popped his imaginary collar.

' I think we can both agree that I deserve a royal kiss.'

'I do not think my husband,the king would like me kissing another man.'

'Peasants also need love my queen and I have heard them sing your praises around these parts of how generous queen her majesty is. Always lending a helping hand to the less fortunate.'

Omuhle smiled kissing him. Only to pull away after recalling it was the early hours of the morning and he was up.  The light in his office told her that he had been up  for sometime and working.

'What are you doing up?'

'Just going through Brian's notes on April and her latest sightings'

She sat down next to him on the kitchen counter.

'Found anything promising?'

His royal highness nodded yes and continued silently going through the paperwork. She watched him for a while before kissing him goodnight on his left cheek but she did not go to bed. Instead she went into their son's nursery with her breast pump. Omari did not agree with her pumping but it kept her sane, even though it started many arguments in her home.

'You still continuing with that.'

Omuhle ignored his comments and placed the milk bags in the freezer. She managed the milk by donating some to  the an organization which collected milk for mother's who couldn't produce milk ,orphaned babies and babies in neonatal intensive care.

'Find my son so I don't have to.'