A loud awakening 5/5

By Drum Digital
27 June 2014

Sipho believed in waiting for the right time to have children, and this was most certainly not it . . . was it?

He said in his most loving voice, “Wame, why were you shouting at the little boy? I heard you from the front door, my angel.

What was the problem?” Wame simply shrugged and laughed. “Oh that! Don’t let it bother you. His mother has to yell too at the moment.”

“But why?”

“Well, Gift is deaf. Usually it’s no problem.

He has a hearing aid. But it was faulty the other day and that’s why his mom has gone into town, to get it fixed. So the only way he can hear right now is if you bellow.”

And she proved it right then. She yelled at the top of her voice, “Isn’t that right, my lovely, special, cute little guy?”

Instantly Gift looked up at her and gave her a broad grin. He giggled and waved his toast and honey at her.

Sipho wrapped his arms around his wife and held her tight. Relief flooded through him. The past few moments had been the scariest he had ever lived through.

Then he went to pick up the little boy.

“Come on then,” he shouted. “Let’s go and see the birds outside.”

Wame followed them out into the tiny garden. Then, out of the blue, she said, “Oh Sipho, I just realised what I want to do this weekend.”

“What’s that, my angel?”

“I want to make a baby of our own. How do you feel about that? I know we agreed to wait, but I don’t want to any longer.”

Suddenly, all Sipho’s good, sensible and responsible reasons for waiting for the

“right” time went flying into the gathering dusk. Even the thought of the insane price of disposable nappies became as distant as the growl of the freeway traffic.

“I think we could manage that,” he said.

“Yes, that sounds like a good way to spend our weekend.”


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