I blinked rapidly when I heard his voice. This must be some sick joke, but he clarified things again, and I was numb for minutes, which felt like hours. It is unbelievable, I had told myself. I must be dreaming, and then he chuckled, telling me it wasn't a dream, and right then, I knew a journey I never knew I could take in life had begun in a blink of an eye.
After staying awake most of the time because of the zealy campaign, I finally put my phone to rest at exactly 4:10 am. Yawning briefly, my eyes closed even before I could comprehend what was going on and sleep... the perfect dreamland for mankind surfaced.
I was still in my dreamland when I heard the sound of my phone's ringtone, being accustomed to waking up because of the zealy campaign jolted me awake. "Is there a quest again?" I questioned before picking up my phone, but the call had ended then. It was a strange number, so I thought to myself, "It may be a wrong number", and right when my eyes were supposed to close again, the phone rang.
At first, I was skeptical about picking up the call. I don't like picking up numbers that aren't saved on my device, and besides, it is still early to be waking up to, "Oh, I am sorry, I am not Deborah, this is a wrong number." I clearly didn't have energy for that.
But on a second thought, a part of me pushed me towards picking it, and then, I heard a strange yet familiar voice.
"It should be morning over there. How are you? I hope I didn't wake you up from sleep?" The voice questioned.
"Yes, you did!" I screamed internally, but my mouth wasn't able to form a word. So, I just shook my head like he could see me and said the opposite of what I intended to say. "No, you did not. Who am I speaking with?" I questioned, trying to figure out why the voice sounded familiar.
"Oh, sorry, where are my manners? I am Elon Musk, and I am your father." He replied.
"Surely your manners are in the mud." My internal mind was saying in a comeback, but I stopped when I heard his name and the words that came after that.
I checked my phone screen again, trying to see what I had pressed wrong, and this time, my internal words came out before I could let my brain comprend what was said. "Who is ya, Zaddy?"
"No, I mean, I am your Daddy. I am sorry, I know there's a lot going on in your mind right now, but I can explain. Should I send my private plane over to pick you up, or would you want us to continue speaking on the phone?" He asked nicely... too nicely as I sigh unable to form a word. My internal comeback must have traveled before he spoke because there were no words from it.
Time stood still, or maybe I was the one. The pregnancy in the air was waiting patiently for the time I'll say something... anything as long as the air would be free.
"You must have gotten the wrong number, Elon, I have a father, and I look a lot like him like I do you. That I am sure of." I finally said, letting the air free of being pregnant.
"Aren't you Balikis? You are also known as #Hecallsmebeta on X. I saw your tweet about a rally car yesterday. Something that has to do with Hive and, it was there, I saw your face well. I can not be mistaken. I have been searching for you for some time now, and I know every inch of your face like the back of my hands." He replied.
Sitting down well on the bed, I responded. "If you are sure about what you are saying then, come to my country, I'll be waiting."
"I'll be there before you know it." He had responded, and just as I was about to smile, I heard a ringing sound close to my ears.
Opening my eyes, I realized it was my phone, but... but... Shaking my head, I looked at my phone screen and realized my morning alarm had woken me up.
"This is wrong", I muttered incoherently, "I need to sleep again." But, fate hasn't been by side because sleep eludes me.
This is my response to Hivenaija weekly prompt
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Still yours truly,
Balikis.
Thanks for reading.
Peace be unto those who crave it and more to those who chase it away.