Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 13

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Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 13

Where would she go from here? Her grandfather had just a few days before the short breaths started.

‘I told you!’ Phillip couldn’t leave without her; he wanted to see what would come out of her entrance into the Shop.

This time she didn’t hide her tears, she left them fall freely. She didn’t care if he were a stranger or not, she was choked. She was trapped in a river of tears and pain, she just needed someone to talk to.

I am lost, I am finished.’ She cried.
‘Come here…’ his heart softened as he watched her cry. He couldn’t stand it anymore, so he held her hands, gently this time, then pulled her into his arms and led her head on his hard chest. Her tears soaked his shirt, but he didn’t mind. He realized this was the first time he was moved to tears, since his mother’s demise.

‘Tell me Indigo, why are you crying? If it’s about the job, I could get you another one.’ He whispered into her ears.

She guessed he was just saying that to make her happy. Though she needed a new job, she was not willing to get her hopes high this time.
‘Is this about something else? Please talk to me, I may be able to help.’ He wanted her to open up to him.

She decided it was time to end her tears, she raised her head from his chest and quickly wiped her face with a piece of tissue paper she’d fetched from her pocket.

‘I am sorry.’ She sniffed, ‘For this.’ she pointed at the portion of his shirt that was smeared by tears.

Phillip smiled, he couldn’t believe what was happening. He had just hugged a stranger and allowed her to weep in his arms.
‘Are you ready to talk about it?’ He asked.
‘You can’t help. Even if you could, I don’t want to drag you into my life. I am a mess. I always ruin good things.’ She shrugged and forced a smile.

Phillip didn’t smile back. He was terribly worried about her, knowing she still blamed herself for the loss of her job.
‘Can you just tell me what it is that is bothering you?’ He asked.

She sighed, ‘I need about a hundred thousand, to get an Albutrol inhaler. Are you satisfied now?’

Phillip couldn’t believe she was worried sick because of that amount which meant nothing to him. He spent more than that in day.
‘Is that all?’ He almost laughed but held himself.
‘Yes’ Indigo noticed he was lightly amused, that was very weird.
‘Come.’ He marched towards his car. She had not wanted to go with him, but there was something about him that made her trust him.

The sight of the black Bentley surprised her, she didn’t know much about cars, but this was expensive. Who was this man?

Phillip had never done this before. He had never displayed this level of kindness to anyone except his sister Chalya.
‘You’re lucky.’ He noticed he had some money in his pigeon hole.
He counted the notes swiftly, put them in an envelope and gave it to her.

She was confused, she didn’t know how to react.
‘I don’t understand, you can’t just give me money like that. You just met me.’
He knew she would assume the worst of him, but he quickly calmed her fears, ‘Indigo, I think you should learn to be more appreciative. You are a very beautiful woman and I won’t lie, I got caught up in it. But at the same time, there are no strings attached to this money. I don’t need anything from you. Now do you want my help or not?’

She searched his dark eyes for the truth. She was touched by this level of kindness, so much that her heart bubbled with joy, and tears became a product of her happiness.

She fell on her knees, ‘Thank you Mr. Phillip. Thank you.’ She wept, but he quickly pulled her up.

‘That’s not necessary, I have to go now, can I drop you off?’ Phillip checked his phone and noticed he had missed Moremi’s call seven times.

She wasn’t thinking clearly now, ‘Um, if you like.’
‘Where do you live?’ He ran his eyes over his screen. Moremi had just sent him a message, describing her current location and asking for his presence.

Indigo felt instantly ashamed of her dwelling place, how could this sophisticated man know where she was living? How could he even see her grandfather in his deplorable state?
‘Never mind, I will be fine. Thank you.’ She smiled.
‘Okay then, have my card. Call me if you need anything.’ He offered her his complimentary card.
‘Thanks a lot Mr. Phillip.’ She sighed.
‘Call me Phillip, I must go now.’
He jumped into the car and pushed his key into the ignition. He drove away in a screech of tires, leaving her staring after him.
‘Thank you Jesus.’ Indigo was all smiles, she couldn’t believe her luck. She flagged down a taxi and hopped right in. She had to go straight to the hospital for the inhaler before something else happened to the money Phillip had given to her.

Indigo was amazed by what had just taken place. She had heard stories of guardian angels, but she had not known, one would come to her.
Moremi had asked the old man a lot of questions while waiting for Phillip’s arrival. He had confirmed the figures she had on paper. He had complained about the state of the building and how expensive the rent was.
‘You make me laugh Mr. Hassan, what do you think will happen when this building is finally brought down?’ Moremi asked.

Papa was silent, he didn’t understand what the woman meant by that.
‘I do not understand you Ms Hajjo.’ He replied.
‘Well, I am not only Hajjo’s daughter I’m also a lawyer. I am done here.’ She sent Phillip a text to cancel his coming as she was tired of waiting for him.

The old man was still not comfortable by what she had said earlier.
‘Ms Moremi…’ he started but she quickly corrected him.
‘Barrister Moremi…’ she grinned.
‘Yes, if there’s anything we need to know, don’t you think, it’s our right to know that?’ He asked.

She rubbed her chin for some seconds, ‘Well, you need to prepare yourselves. This place will have a Midas touch. Everything will be worked on and the rent shall be increased.’ She explained.
The old man’s face grew pale, ‘Increased?’
‘Yes. We are talking half a million.’ She replied.

He scoffed, she was probably joking, ‘That’s too much.’
‘You think? Now that I have seen this building for myself, I think it’s worth more than half a million. After Phillip is done, it should be worth a million Naira, this building is not meant for paupers. People that cannot afford it can as well move out.’ She was by the door now, she cast the old man one disgusted look before noticing a picture on the wall.

Anger shot through her as she spotted the face of the clumsy girl whom she had fired the day before.
‘You know that piece of wreckage?’ Moremi sneered.

Papa followed her gaze and found out she was staring at Indigo’s eighteenth birthday picture, ‘Yes, she lives here with me. She is my granddaughter.’ His voice carried pride.
Moremi couldn’t believe this, ‘I see why she was always clumsy.’ She shook her head and stormed out of the house before the smelly old man could ask her another stupid question.