Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 10

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Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 10

He was slightly irritated that Barf was yet to show up for the meeting which he had fixed for 9am. Phillip dropped his phone as he stared into the eyes of the most angelic creature he had ever set his eyes on.

He was stunned that someone could look so simple yet totally adorable. She was a brown skinned lady, who didn’t struggle to be noticed because her beauty was not hidden, she was like the sun, whose rays touched the faces of many.
She had a pair of aristocratic brows, bushy and well defined, her eyes were gentle, clear and brimming of peace and love; he loved her plump lips which were lightly tainted with lip gloss, bringing to life their fullness.

‘What would you like, sir?’ Indigo’s voice wavered as she looked deeper into the dark eyes that were boring holes in her. She was trapped in their obsidian nature, she was drawn in, the more she tried to look away, the more she was pulled into admiring his features.

This man had the most alluring pair of eyes, with a sensuous look about them. She loved the side of his face, which was neither smooth nor rough, but had little beards sprouting like weeds would do in a valley.

She looked so adorable in her pleated skirt and socks, like a teenage school girl and he almost complimented her, but held himself.
She noticed his hesitance, ‘We have coffee, cold drinks, Ice cream and a variety of finger foods.’ She offered a line of options which seemed favourable.

A smile played on his lips as he listened to her, she was totally blabbing, like she was nervous around him or something.
‘Relax…’ he murmured, was he that scary? Or was he affecting her the way her beauty affected him? He stole a glance at her well shaped legs, and knew for sure, that he would never forget this face in a long while.

Indigo gritted her teeth, what the hell was happening to her? She had approached him with confidence, but that boldness seemed to evaporate into thin air. She had never experienced anything like it. She was almost frustrated by the time he asked her to relax.
‘Excuse me?’ She pretended not to hear him the first time, blood tweaking her cheeks as she bent her head to stare at the floor.
‘Relax…you’re kind of nervous.’ He smiled.
‘Thank you.’ She lifted her head and flashed her dimples, which made his heart beat the more. How could one person be this perfect? How could one person possess all the attributes of beauty?

He liked her, he couldn’t lie to himself. She was a dessert rose and he knew this from the innocence in her eyes. He was drawn to her and wished to know more about her.
‘You know what? Just get me anything you feel it’s best…’ He tried to be friendly, but his request made Indigo uncomfortable.

Before Phillip could say anything else, she was headed back to the counter where she found Halima and her boss glaring darkly at her.
‘What went on there, Pretty? If you spend that long on taking orders, how long would you spend on serving them?’ Her boss asked.

She was about to explain to her boss about the confusion of the customer when Halima cut in, ‘I almost thought he was making a pass at you.’

Indigo froze where she stood, how could Halima even say something like that?

‘Sir, I would love to attend to another customer, the man needs just a cup of coffee and he wants it black.’ Indigo didn’t want to be around the handsome stranger again. He had a certain effect on her, she couldn’t put her finger round it, but she knew she would not get his cute face out of her mind.

The boss was about to pressure her, but seeing that Indigo’s mind was already made up, he said, ‘Very well then, serve the customer at table seven a cup of hot coffee and some fish pie. Don’t mess this one up.’ He waved a finger across her face.

She thanked him for the second chance and reassured him, that she wouldn’t do something to get him riled up.

Indigo quickly refilled an empty jug with coffee, dropped a mug inside a tray while Halima dropped three rolls of fish pie for the customer.
‘All the men are ogling you, you’re such a beauty.’ Halima winked.
‘They aren’t ogling me but your fish pies.’ Indigo laughed and marched briskly towards the seventh table.

Her hands were all jittery when she got there. She had a feeling the stranger was staring at her, she didn’t know why, but she felt his eyes on her back.

‘Good morning Sir.’ She whispered to the man she was about to serve, who was a straight face and had an angry and forlorn look in his eyes.
‘Morning, I hope it came with cream.’ His voice was gruff.
‘Yes.’ She decided to check the strange guy once more, before serving the customer before her.

Swiftly, she turned her neck round and bam! She found his eyes on her. Her heart skipped as she realized he had been looking at her all this while.
‘Can you pour my coffee, I have other things to do.’ The man grumbled, displeased with her service.

Indigo pulled her eyes away from the handsome man’s and settled them on the tray, ‘I am sorry sir, it’s just a very hectic day.’ She apologized for being absent minded.

Though her hands were on the Coffee kettle, her mind was on the handsome man. She had come across good looking men, but not as hot as this one. She wished she could take a picture of his face, so she could share it with her best friend, who was a real sU-Cker for beautiful faces.
She lost focus as she imagined the guy kissing her and whispering sweet nothings into her ears, underneath the full glare of the moonlight. That had always been her fantasy and many more, as she was a diehard romantic.

At once, the ceramic kettle slipped from her hands and the hot brown liquid splashed on the man’s wrist while the kettle shattered into pieces.

‘No,no!’ Indigo shrieked and shifted away from the table as the man began to scream, ‘F--k you! You burned my f-----g wrist!’
Tears drooled down her cheeks as she realized what she had just done, ‘I am so sorry sir, I didn’t mean to burn your wrist. It was a huge mistake, I promise. I can make you another cup…’ she stuttered, now thoroughly embarrassed as all eyes were on her.

The sound of the crashing kettle had unsettled the peace and quiet of the coffee shop and everyone looked her way.
‘You stupid f--k! I knew you’d be no good, the moment you walked towards me smiling like a drunk b---h. How dare you?’ The man stormed towards her and launched her a resounding slap, that landed her on the floor.

Her eyes were closed as she melted away in shame, how would she stand up to face the handsome stranger? To face her boss and everyone else in the shop?……