Meeting the baby mama....

‘Chipo, we have been together for three years now and I think we are ready to move things to the next level. I want to marry you, Chipo. I love you Chipo’.

‘Simba, this is such a wonderful gesture’, Chipo remarked as her eyes moved around the empty restuarant that Simba had booked for this proposal. The room was full of roses and heart shaped ballons and the band was playing Ed Sheeran’s Perfect.

‘But I cant say yes until I meet Mellisa’s mother’.

Simba immediately got up from the one knee position that he had been in.

‘I dont understand why you keep bringing up Mellisa’s mum. She and I are not together and everytime you bring her up Ifeel as if it is because you don’t trust me’, Simba shouted.

‘I know that you are not together my love. It’s just that she is the mother of your child and we are making plans for me to also be a mother to your children. Right now she is the best person who can tell me the kind of father you will be to my children and that is important to me. I know that it’s over between you and Mai Mellisa and I am more interested in hearing about your relationship with Mellissa from her’. Chipo calmy responded.

Simba sat down on the nearest chair with his head in his hands. He started thinking about all the times he hadn’t taken Mellisa out as promised; all the birthdays he had forgotten,  the consultation days he had not attended and all the sports days he did not make time for. He was a stranger to his daughter and this was not the picture he wanted painted to Chipo. 

‘Babe  will you set up an appointment between she and I?’, Chipo asked, making it very clear that the discussion with Mai Mellisa was non negotiable.