Echoes Of The Heart - Season 1 - Episode 40

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Echoes Of The Heart - Season 1 - Episode 40

Was this war ever going to end? She thought as she got up from her chair.


Or should she put an end to it right there and then?

This would not be the first time she would be getting blood on her hands. Only this time, she would make it worth her while. She picked up her handbag and headed straight to the blue car.


Sibusiswe was so wrapped up in her determination to confront the person that had been following her ever since she returned from South Africa that she did not see Veronica’s car approach from the other side at high speed.

She first head the sound of the engine before turning her head and when she finally did, she saw the naked thirst and determination on Veronica’s face as she dug her heels further onto the accelerator with just a few inches separating Sibu and the car.


Sibusiswe froze in horror, her eyes shut as she awaited her pending doom, unable to move or make any wise judgement as images from her past flashed before her eyes.
As the two worlds from her past and present collided in a like moment, Sibu felt someone put their arms around her waist and yank her out of the way right before impact…just as it had happened in the past.


“Mum!” Sibu yelled out in a very voice. She could feel someone’s heavy breath next to her but when she tried to open her eyes to see who it was, the shiny rays from the sun blocked her view.

Who was this person holding on to her? She wondered as she struggled to keep her eyes open against the light.

“Mum,” Sibu called out right before she passed out.


* * *

“Mum! Mum! Mum!” Sibu kept crying out in her sleep while Ted kept shaking her to wake her up.


“Nurse!” He called out to the nurse that was passing outside the door. “Sibu love…Sibu, wake up, wake up my love.” He kept repeating.

He sat her up on the bed in her sleep and kept calling out to her. She was fighting him and crying with her eyes still closed but Ted refused to let go of her.

He wrapped his arms around her and then said to the nurse that just stood there looking as clueless as a broken compass, “get the doctor here wont you!” he yelled and sent the poor nurse scampering out of the private ward.

He held her tightly into his arms and kept repeating soothing words to her back whilst stroking her hair gently.
She finally opened her eyes.

“My mother,” she said as Ted slowly removed her from his embrace.
“Did you dream about your mother Sibu?” Ted asked her, getting down on both knees before her and taking her hands into his. “You kept calling out her name….”
“I saw my mother Ted,” Sibu said with a tear laden face. “She rescued me just like she had done many years ago. I saw her Ted.”

Great fear and concern filled Ted’s eye’s. “Sibu,” he tried to tell her.
“I know,” she quickly offered up. “I know that she had died. I remember everything now. It happened just like it did today.”
“Yesterday my love,” Ted corrected her. “You’ve been here since yesterday afternoon. They had to sedate you because it was the only way to keep you under control…to let you calm down a bit. Tell me what happened to you?”
“Our lovely patient is finally up,” the male doctor announced his presence in the room. “Why don’t you wait out at the front Mr Zulu while I examine your fiance? It won’t take too long,” he said to a visibly perturbed Ted.

“I will be right back my love, okay?” He said to Sibu as he slowly stood up. And with his hands still holding on to hers, “I love you,” he said before planting a kiss on her forehead. He then let go of her hands. “I will just be outside there,” he reassured her.
Sibu nodded and Ted reluctantly left the room.
Ted was naturally a very patient person but ever since he met Sibu, he seemed to run out of patience pretty quickly. He kept pacing to and from in the corridor outside Sibu’s room.
He was in the middle of pacing when he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He recalled the conversation he had had with the doctor concerning who had brought Sibu to the hospital the previous day.


“It was a man,” the doctor had told him in his office. “He appeared to be either in his early fifties or it could be late fifties…I really couldn’t tell. I was too busy trying to get to the patient.”


“And what did he tell you happened?” Ted asked.


“That a woman tried to run over your fiance,” the doctor explained. “He even got the number plate….” he opened his drawer and removed a piece of paper from a writing pad. “He left this here,” the doctor handed Ted the place number. “He said it was an attempted hit and run but he got her out of the way in time.”


“And what is this written down here?” Ted asked whilst looking at the paper.

“He said the complete description of the lady driving the car. He even drew a rough sketch, check the paper under.”
Ted’s eyes had widened in disbelief. “I know who this woman is,” he announced.
“You do?” The doctor asked, sitting up straight in his chair.


“That son of a…this is the girlfriend to my fiance’s ex-husband.”
“Woah,” the doctor exclaimed. “Then who was that man that brought her? He looked heavily concerned her about her. He was even the one that booked that room for her. He paid the hospital bill, in cash even before accounts could issue him with one and he said he would come to check on her later.”
“Can you describe the man to me?” Ted asked the good doctor.

“Like I said, I don’t remember much…but come to think of it, he and your girlfriend have the same eyes.”
It was Ted’s turn to sit up. “What do you mean by that?”
“That deep and commanding gaze, it’s the same, even their eyebrows.”
“Doc, can you do me a favor,” Ted said. “When that doctor comes back, please let me know.” He removed his wallet from his pocket and took out his business card and handed it to the doctor. “Please, do this for me and my fiance. She’s been looking for this man for a very long time now.”
“So you know who he is?” The doctor inquired.


“I suspect I do,” Ted had replied with a far-off expression on his face.
“Ted, where is she?”

Ted was brought back to reality by the familiar sound.


“What the hell are you doing here?” He glared and Martin and went for his color. “How many times did I beg you to leave Sibu alone now look what you’ve caused!” Ted’s grip on Martin was so tight he was almost lifting him off the ground.
“Ted, c’mon man, don’t do this here,” Martin tagged at Ted’s hands which were threatening to chock him. “Everyone’s looking at us.”

“Is that all you care about right now?” Ted snapped and unexpectedly let her of him and sent him into a mini tangle with gravity.
Martin steadied himself and confronted his old friend. “What the hell is wrong with you?” He asked Ted. “How is it my fault that Sibu almost got ran over? Am I the only one in her life whose got enemies? I came here straight from the airport after Vicky told me what happened.”
Ted was dumbfounded. “And what exactly did Vicky tell you happened?”
“She said that Sibu had called her out for a meeting concerning Jacob and after they finished talking, Sibu was on her way to her car when someone tried to run her over but she was saved by someone.”
Ted scoffed. “And you believed her?” He asked whilst shaking his head. “That b---h of yours is the one that tried to kill Sibu!”
“What?” Martin asked, fear registering all over his face. “What do you mean she tried to kill Sibu?”

“She was the one driving,” Ted provided. “There was a witness there.

They drew a sketch of her face, wrote down a full description of her and even provided her number plate.”

“That can’t be,” Martin was slowly shaking his head. He desperately wanted to believe that it was a lie but he knew that his baby was crazy. He wouldn’t put something like this passed her. How many times had she threatened to run Sibu over in the past? Had she finally lived up to her threats?
“Didn’t I tell you that your selfishness would only end up hurting Sibu in the process?” Ted asked Martin accusingly. “Now look what you’ve done?”
Ted’s words cut into Martin like a knife. Like a man exhausted from an everlasting fight, Martin went to sit down on one of the chairs lined up along the corridor. Reality had finally hit him like a heavy rock falling from the skies.
“How badly hurt is she?” He asked.
“She was lucky, someone pushed her out of the way in the nick of time. She only passed out because the moment awakened her memories from her past…otherwise she should be fine.”
“She remembered her past?” Martin asked. Not sure how to take the news.
“Yes, thanks to your baby mama’s craziness, the almost accident triggered her memories. That Victoria woman should be put in jail for what she tried to do. Sometimes I just don’t get women; why is she fighting Sibu when it is obvious you are the one that’s chasing after her? Will your heart go to her once she gets Sibu out of the face of the earth? Get your s--t straight man and stop forcing Sibu into your drama. She will be my wife in just a couple of months. Show some respect and leave her the hell alone. This is my last warning to you and that crazy woman you are living with.”



From the hospital, Martin went straight home and found Veronica pacing to and from in from of the house. The rest of her body froze while she rubbed her hands against each other in sheer nervousness.
“Did you see her?” Veronica had ran to Martin’s car peered through the window to fire questions at him. “Is she okay? Was she hit? Who was that man that moved her from the road?”


Martin didn’t bother to answer any of her questions. Instead, he flung the door of his vehicle wide open, sending her scampering to the side as he forcefully came out.
“You are hurting me Martin,” Veronica protested as she was being dragged upstairs by the hand.


Martin led her straight up to the spare bedroom where she had been camping with their daughter and he flung her to the floor before opening her closet and throwing her clothes out.


“I need you to get out of here before I kill you,” he roared as he continued to fling her clothes everywhere. “Pack all your staff from this house and I will personally send you back to your parents.”


Veronica started bawling and she went to him and groveled on her knees for his forgiveness.
“I don’t know what got into me Martin,” she begged. “I just lost it for a moment. I didn’t really want to hurt her.”


Martin paused whatever he was doing to glare down at her. “You clearly saw her crossing the road in front you and then you accelerated. What did you hope would happen when your vehicle came into contact with her, give her some magical make-over?” He shouted.


Veronica kept tagging at his leg. “Please forgive me Martin. I am sorry. It won’t ever happen again.”


“Of course it will never happen again,” he said. “Who the hell do you think you are to compete with someone like Sibu? It’s my fault you did that to her. Just because I was a little kind to you you thought I would actually marry you?” he scoffed. “All I need from you is my child, nothing else! I have dragged this thing far enough with your parents and now is the time to set the record straight.”
Martin kicked his leg roughly to shrug her off and off she tumbled to her side while he stormed out of the room.
Left alone on the floor, Veronica bawled her eyes out.
Aunt Tafadzwa felt like her life had been turned into a living hell ever since Sibusiswe returned from South Africa. The silent treatment she was giving her tormented her all through the night and into the early hours of the morning. She had liked it better when she would walk right through her door and speak her mind but she really didn’t know how to handle this new side of her. Just what exactly was she planning to do to her?
As if she didn’t already have enough on her plate, Aunt Tafadzwa received an early morning visitor that day at her shop. It was Mrs Mwewa. She didn’t need to ask to know why the avator-like looking human was standing at her door.


“How dare you?” Mare Mwewa greeted.
Aunt Tafadzwa made a face and uttered something under her breath. “It took you this long ah?” She returned.
“You dame witch,” the Bemba woman cussed. “How dare you lie to me and even