49– My baby part 2

Despite the grave trouble I knew I could get into if I was caught sneaking out again, I left the hut and walked to Yoké’s hut. I was trembling, not because of the cold but because of fear. The fear of telling Yoké about my pregnancy and the decision that I have made.

When I got to his hut I entered without clapping. He was seated on his bed and painting with the little light from the oil lamp. When he saw me enter he looked up at me with a frown.

“Genesis?”

I nodded. I was still shaking in fear. He abandoned his wooden board on the bed and came towards me.

“What’s wrong?” He asked me taking me into his arms.

“I’m pregnant Yoké.” I told him. Even hearing myself say it suddenly scared me.

“What?” Yoké asked stepping away from me and looked at me.

“I’m pregnant Yoké.” I told him again.

“How?”

I couldn’t believe my ears. “What do you mean how?”

“How do you even know?”

“The witch doctor.”

Yoké placed his hands on his head and just looked at me, he looked blown away, like he had just heard t