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It is my child (conti)

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"So are you going to tell him?"
"Tell who what?"
"Gerald! Are you going to tell him?"
"What am I supposed to tell him?"
"You know Milly as your friend, I need to warn you that the truth always come out.:
"Gerald will never know that the child I have is not his. The only people who know this is not my child is you and the three doctors I paid. So be careful Jane. I hope you are not threatening me."
"Girl you know me better than that. I am just watching out for you. You know I love you girl."
"Yes... yes..." The doorbell rings.
"I am goign to have to talk to you later. Someone's at the door."
"Sawa, good day girl. Talk to you later. Mwah."
The door bell sounds again. "Hold on I am coming."
She opens the door slowly. "Hi honey. Welcome back."
"Halo Milly." Gerald pushes past her and goes to the sofa.
"You can't even give me a kiss or a hug."
"Milly, I don't need this right now. I have had a rough day. Where is the baby?"
"Really? Not even a 'how are you?' I have been busy taking care of your baby, our baby."
"Milly please, I have just broken up with Sally. I need some peace OK."
"Sally, Sally, Sally, that is all I hear, why don't you leave me then and go get married?"
 "Seriously Milly? I just had the most awkward argument, I come back and you also do the same. You know what, I need some air."
"Where are you going?"
"For a drive to cool my head off."
"You can't leave me right now. What if I need you?"
"You have my phone number."
"What if you are not nearby?"
"You can call the ambulance I will see you in the hospital."
"Sometimes I think you do not care or love your...our baby."
"NKT!" Gerald looks at her for awhile. "You know what, I can't do this right now." He goes and opens the door.
"Wait, wait. I am sorry. I have been stressed, OK"
"Just let me breathe a bit, go for a drive, I am coming back. Do you need anything?"
"Not really. Please don't leave here mad Gerald."
"OK... OK."
"How about that hug then?"
"OK." Gerald hugs her and then leaves. Milly closes the door behind her and then reaches out for her phone. She dials a number and waits for a second or two.
"Girl you wont believe? Gerald has left that skimpy of a girl, Sally."
"Eish, sawa, now your man is back. You must be happy girl."
"Of course I am. Why shouldn't I be?"
They talk for around 15 minutes when the door bell rings.
"Just a minute, I think he came back for some more of Milly. Guy can't keep his hands off me. Hahaha"
"Alright girl. Go get him."
Milly place her phone down on the table and walks to the door. She opens it to find the guard. He is panting as if he was running.
"Sema? Nikusaidia aje?"

"Madame, ni huyo jamaa ametoka hapa. Amegongwa na lorry hapo nje ya gate."

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