Should I accept the offer?

Chapter 6

    Aliyah POV

    "Uncle Jeff is asking me to work in his company. What do you think about it?" I asked Nancy as I drove her home from school at around 3pm. I know you would think that I must be crazy, but I was waiting to hear what my baby has to say about it, which was why I told them that I was going to think about it. She is just a little girl, why would you need her opinion on things like this? What does she know? I know you would ask yourself that, but this same little girl is the only family I have. She has been the one by my side, and trust me, I would always seek her advice in everything I do 

    "Are you going to work as an editor?" She asked me as she looked at me with curiosity written all over.

    "Not really. According to him, he needs my service to lecture some of the writers in the company to be good at what they do. I think it's going to be in the form of an academy that will be hosted mostly on the website," I explained to her, and she sighed briefly.

    "What about your books? How are you going to write them?" She asked me thoughtfully.

    "He said that the lecture will only last for about an hour to two daily, depending on me. Well, that means that I can choose to make it every two days... He also mentioned that I'll be staying in an office alone so I can still write my books. What do you think about the offer?" I asked her as I glanced at her through the rear mirror, and she nodded her head.

    "That is quite good. Are you fine with the pay? The amount they are willing to pay you, is it something worth it?" She asked me, and I nodded my head.

    "Yes, it is," I replied to her.

    "Then go for it. It'll mean more money for you, yeah?" She asked me, and I smiled at her.

    "Yes, it will," I replied to her.

    "I think Uncle Jeff is a nice person, so it won't harm working with him," She further said.

    "I'm just worried about you, baby. Will you be fine?" I asked her, and she shrugged.

    "You can hire a nanny for me," She replied to me even though she didn't like the idea of it, but that was the last thing I would ever think of. After seeing the shits happening out there with kids and their nannies, I wouldn't dare to endanger my baby's life like that. I will spend the rest of my life resenting myself if anything happens to her and it's as a result of my carelessness.

    "A nanny? No, I won't do that," I shook my head, and she raised her eyebrows.

    "Why? You know I can't stay alone in the house, right?" She asked me, and I sighed briefly.

    "You don't have to worry. I will find a way to sort this out, ok?" I said to her, and she nodded her head.

    "So, how was school today? Did you understand what you were taught?" I asked her, and she scoffed.

    "Why? Did something happen at school?" I asked her, and she nodded her head as she frowned this time.

    "Talk to me, sweetheart... What happened?" I asked her as I pulled over at the side of the road, and she burst into tears this time. 

    "Are you ok? What happened baby? Talk to me, please," I quickly turned to the backseat and pulled her into my arms while wondering what is wrong with her.

    "My classmates... They were bullying me... They said that my dad won't come to the school to attend the Christmas celebration. I'm going to be all alone on that day," She cried hard, and I sighed sadly.

    "Come on, baby... Don't listen to them, ok? I'm going to be with you on that day, and..."

    "I know you will. Other students will be with their dads, some will come with both parents, and it'll be sad that my dad won't be there too," She cried even harder, and it broke my heart to see her like that.

    "Don't worry, your Daddy will be there that day, ok?" I said after a long silence, even though I knew that it was just a false hope. The celebration was just around the corner. I think in two or three days if I'm not mistaken. I just wanted her to stop crying, and guess what? It worked! She beamed with smile as she pulled away from me.

    "Are you sure, mommy?" Hearing that made me feel guilty, and I forced myself to smile at her.

    "Yes, sweetheart. Don't be sad," I said to her and she nodded her head before she hugged me tightly.

    I finally drove us home and set to make something for her to eat immediately. Once I was done cooking, I dished out the food and we ate together before she went to nap about two hours later, while I started work immediately. I still had some chapters to cover for my daily update before 7pm. I would have to stop and make dinner once it was 7pm later.

    I tried to write, but my head was blank and I couldn't even think of what to write as my mind was clouded with what Nancy said to me instead. I knew she desperately want to see her daddy, but what could I have done? I can't allow that bastard anywhere near my child, so telling him about this was the last thing on my mind.

    "I will find a way around it before then," I said to myself even though I knew I can't do shit about it. 

    Staring at my laptop screen for hours, it finally ended at 7pm with just five hundred words done. 

    "We go again tomorrow," That has always been my language whenever I procrastinated, so it wasn't new. I switched off my laptop and kept it in the usual place before I went to prepare dinner. 

    "Mommy, are you done?" I turned to find Nancy sitting up on the bed.

    "Baby, when did you wake up?" I asked her surprisingly.

    "I have been watching you. Why didn't you write? Is everything alright? Did something happen? Are you having writer's block? Do you need a massage, mommy? Should we go buy ice cream?" She bombarded me with questions as she jumped from the bed and came to hug me, and I smiled at her.

    "I'm fine, sweetheart. You should get some rest. Mommy will make dinner for you," I stroked her hair as I squatted in front of her and she pouted her lips.

    "I want to go to the kitchen with you. Don't say no," She whined, and I cracked up.

    "Can you cook? Do you want to cook for us instead, hmm?" I asked her as I cupped her cheeks in my palm, and her face beamed with excitement.

    "Yes, mommy. I can cook. What do you want me to cook? White rice? Fried rice? Toast bread? I can make all of it," She whined, and I shook my head unbelievably. I think the maker knew that I was going to be lonely in my life, and He gave me such a lovely daughter to keep me company. How else can I be grateful to Him?

    "You should wait here in the room, baby. Study your book, while mommy takes care of the cooking, ok? You need enough rest to keep your brain healthy, ok? Get some rest, and study your book. Don't worry, sweetheart... I will teach you how to cook when you turn six," I said to her, and she frowned.

    "Still, I want to join you," She insisted, and I knew I had to allow her this time if I didn't want her to spend the rest of her day tomorrow moody.

    "Fine. Let's go then," She squeaked excitedly...