Chapter 75 - Church

Today marks the fifth week that I was here and I had never felt so bright in my life.

I was readjusting to the country life, away from the hustle and bustle from Seoul and I really like the fresh air and green trees that are not drenched in vehicle exhaust.

I had finally gotten around to telling not only my sister but my mother about the story behind the ring and about what went down during my time living away and my mom offered to beat up Shiwoo and Harin but I just laughed and called my dad to come get her for I knew that she would have.

It was behind me and I was a new person.

My babies were now the size of mangoes and I have gained a few pounds so now I actually look as if I was carrying twins.

I had been doing some research about pregnancy during my time here and from what I have gathered, my babies will start to kick at about 20 weeks since it was my first pregnancy so I was looking forward to next week.

Oh right.

As I had already mentioned, it was another Saturday and I was going to church today again since I didn't have a good enough excuse as to why I couldn't this time.

I was wearing a beautiful maternity flowy summer dress that my mom bought me today and I was in the mood for pictures as how I have been all week and even went to the rive and took nude shots with my hair flowing.

I looked and felt like a goddess.

Although, the church was in walking distance, my dad forbade me from even thinking of walking so we all drove and I honestly wasn't complaining.

All eyes were on me since it was the first time since I got here that I was showing up to church, plus people knew that I was unwedded and pregnant because this is Jamaica after all, everybody knows your business, news travel fast.

I walked past a group of girls that I had not liked ever since I was child and I heard them talking about me in dialect thinking I wouldn't understand as if I had somehow lost my heritage.

"But watch har to nuh. Run weh gah farrin bout she a go skool and come back wid belly and nave no man.  She love gwan hype essi like she feel she all dat."

-Translation "But look at her. She left for school over seas and returned pregnant without a man. She acts as if she is better then us as if she is a celebrity."

I smiled and flashed my diamond ring not even bother to stopping ad give them the slightest bit of satisfaction and that seemed to piss them off even more.

My sister held my hand as she glared at them as we entered the church finding a seat at the back.

Nothing has changed about this place.

Not even the people and their rude steers but I felt nostalgic non the less.

The service soon after began with singing and praising and I was having a good time, but that was until the pastor began to preach and I could feel his direct attacks on me and he wasn't even trying to hide it.

The hypocrisy in this room is very loud for I have never met a faithful husband in this room nor a wife who had sex after marriage but hey, not my business.

I didn't too mind what he was saying for we all knew that his wife was sleeping with the head deacon and he just uses his sermons to vent and turn our attention away from his families mishaps, but once again, not my business.

The service soon after ended with me dowsing away ever so often and my mother would lightly pinch me to get me awake.

We shook hands as we left the building greeting each other and acquainting but I just shook everyone's hand except those three girls that I hated so much and they were not having it.

"A wah? Uh tink we have germs eeh? Uh tink we ago sick uh? But dah gyal yah brite eeh a gwan like nobody affi shake har crasis hand. We nuh mix and mingle wid whores yer!"

-Translation "What is it? Do you think that we have germs? Do you think that we will make you sick? You are such an out of order girl acting as if we want to shake your disgusting hand. We do not affiliate our selves with whores oaky!"

I smiled at them stepping closer  holding onto my sanity as well as I could, "hello ladies. Long time no see."

They scoffed and rolled their eyes about to walk away when I held their leader Sashel by her shoulder giving it a slight squeeze and she winced.

They were the only ones who were in ear shot so I deiced to say what was on my mind not giving a damn that we were on hoy grounds for I have been nice for far too long so I switched to dialect.

"listen to dis yer gyal. Mi nuh fraid fi mash up not one a unnuh. Mi cum yah today fi try get likkle Jesas inna me and me nuh buisnesss, mi will murda di wull three a unnuh yer and mek mi hear unnuh a chat like unnuh a bad gyal again and see if mi nuh tell uh madda bout unnuh man dem and you gyal weh love off gyal. So move from bou yah before mi affi leave mi foot print inna unnuh face caz mi will step up step up inna unnuh bloodclath face."

-Translation "Listen to this girl. I am not afraid to fight not a single one of you. I came her today to try and get some Jesus in my soul and I do not care, I will kill all three of you and do not let me hear any of you talking as if you are gangsters and you will see if I would hesitate to tell your mothers about your boyfriends and you little girl who loves little girls. So excuse from here before I have leave my foot prints in your face because I will step in your fucking faces."

They looked at me terrified no doubt remembering who I was and who I was capable of and I smiled sweetly switching back to Standard European English, "now ladies if you will excuse me. Have a nice day. Ciao"

I shook my shoulders and wiggled my arms to release some tension as I walked up to my sister who had been watching.

She squinted her eyes at me and I gave her an innocent look before she spoke, "what have you been up to?"

"Oh nothing" I replied sweetly twiddling with my fingers but she just raised her eyebrows at me implying that she did not believe a word and I was fortunately saved by the ringing of my phone, saved by bell, "excuse me."

I went to an area that was less crowded and noisy before I slid the screen towards the answering confused as it was an international call, "hello?"

"Hello? Miss Carter?" I heard a voice said over the phone in Korean then I immediately switched to Korean business mode.

"Yes this is she. How may I help?" I asked and then the person began to spew information that I had a hard time processing over the noise.

"Miss Carter I see here that you name has been written down for the internship position for Song's Attorney at Law so how soon can you be in office?"

Huh?

Did she just say Song's?

Like thee Song's?

Oh. My. God!

"Hello?" asked the voice over the phone when I didn't respond and I quickly remembered where I was and what they were asking.

I felt sad all of a sudden as I remembered that I was pregnant and half way across the world, "yeah well you see the thing is, I am 4 months pregnant and I am in another country right now  so I don't know. Thank you so much for the opportunity though."

"Oh well you were our best candidate and you came highly recommended by one of our board directors and it will only be for 3 months and we can provide you with a plane ticket. When will best be suitable for you to return here in Korea?" she asked and my face light.

God I am sorry for cursing in Church and I will apologize to these girls, well maybe not, but I will be a better person. Thank You!

"Umm okay, tomorrow afternoon sounds good?" I asked rather than tell as if it wasn't entirely my decision.

"Great" she said typing loudly on her computer before speaking again, "I have sent a copy of the ticket to your email and will be expecting you in office the latest Wednesday. I also sent some contact information ad details outlining the job so you ca contact me if you have any questions oaky?" she asked and I shook my head yes remembering that she couldn't see me then I answered "yes" into the phone.

"Okay so you and your babies take care now. Ill see you next week. Ba-bye now!"

She hung up in my ears after giving her best wishes and turned around to see my sister standing there with her arms folded, "you're leaving again?"

I felt guilty as the effect of me leaving again on such short notice would hurt the family, but I had already accepted.

It felt like four years ago all over again when I broke the news to the family but like four years ago they were happy for me and helped me back and drove me to the airport the next day and waved me off as I left home for Seoul again once more.

I was sad and happy all over again and I was anxious for what was to some.

Here I go.

Again.

But for better this time.

I hope.