Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 14

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Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 14

She couldn’t wait to get back home, so she could take a thorough bath with warm water and antiseptic. She was done with her research and she would advise Phillip accordingly.

When she was settled in her car, she decided to check her phone, should Phillip have called. There was no sign of his call or text message, so she decided to drive straight home. She couldn’t wait to set eyes on him later.

He had never felt this fulfilled and useful like now, Phillip couldn’t take his eyes off her beautiful face. She was so excited about the money he had give to her, and this made him realize that there were a lot of people out there that needed help.
‘I don’t know what to say…’ Indigo’s voice was broken, she had heard stories of people being helped by total strangers, she never knew she would be a part of such blissful stories.

Phillip was God sent, he was an angel and he had just showed up on time. Without him, her already tough life would have become more difficult. She was overwhelmed with joy, she could only express it in tears.
‘Hey, you don’t need to cry, it’s nothing. You deserve this’ He touched her face lightly, brushing off the droplets that had splashed on her cheeks.

He didn’t understand, how could he? She had nowhere else to go, no one else to turn to, and he had just showed up from the blues and taken away her fears.
‘Thank you Phillip.’ She wept.

Phillip was so touched by her emotional display, he realized that the things he took for granted were very important to other people.

‘I have to go now Indigo, you have my card, call me if you need anything.’ He let go of her face. He still had to see Mr. Barf, who had failed to show up at the coffee shop for the meeting. He also had a meeting with his lawyer, Moremi, that same day.

So, if he was going to beat traffic, he had to move fast. A part of him didn’t want to leave Indigo, he liked her and enjoyed being around her which was unexplainable, as they had just met at the coffee shop.

She wiped her face and peered at him, she liked being around Phillip. She was not scared of him, like she was, whenever other men came to her.
She felt safe with him, and that was strange, as she had never met him before.
‘Thank you,’ she nodded. She couldn’t wait to tell Ana everything that had taken place.
‘I have to go now, will you call me?’ Phillip stared at her eyes intently, there was something about her, he just couldn’t put a finger on it, but he liked it.

Indigo gave him a positive reply, ‘I will. Thank you very much.’ She waved at him as he burrowed into the car and drove away.
‘Yes!’ She jumped on her feet and flagged down the closest taxi. She was heading first to the hospital where she would procure the inhaler, and then she would get home later and call Ana.
‘Where to?’ The Taxi driver asked.
‘Bethsaida Hospital.’ She answered before hopping right in.

Her day had started out perfectly, but horrible situations wanted to ruin it. Thank God for Phillip, he saved her day.
‘You need to make me understand, I know this building needs renovation, but why does it have to be that expensive?’ Papa asked Moremi, who had explained to him, what was destined to happen in some months.

She had not come for questions, but since the old man showed interest, she decided to take him on.
‘The materials are going to be imported. This building would be fixed with the best of building materials, best of tiles, roofs, toilet seats and the rest. This should make you happy and not sad. It is for the best.’ She snorted, as she took another look at the poorly furnished living room.

The old man observed that she was disgusted by their standard of living, but he ignored her. Since she was Mr. Hajjo’s daughter, she must have been spoilt from birth as she was raised with a silver spoon and definitely used to all the best standards of living.
‘It is not for the interest of those living here. This building was originally created by Mr Hajjo for low income earners. We can manage it the way it is, instead of paying exorbitant rates. It was never designed for the high class, as the head of all the tenants, we reject this sort of renovation.’ The man argued, he was uncomfortable with this new development.

His facial expression made her laugh. The old man looked so serious and agitated, forgetting that the final decision would be taken by her as Phillip’s lawyer which he knew nothing about.
‘What makes you think that you have a say in this?’ Her voice bubbled with mockery.

‘It is our right as tenants to reject what does not sit well with us. We work very hard to pay our bills and rent, if renovation comes, how many can afford that?’ Papa raised a brow, it was clear that this woman didn’t understand the suffering of the people that lived there. She was far off in a planet made of gold.
‘I am sorry Mallam Hassan, but you do not have that right. You can spread the word about this renovation. Once the renovation has been worked out, you all should be ready with half a million or more, or you find your way out.’ She quickly gathered the files she had scattered on the table, it was time to leave. She had to tell Phillip her final thoughts on this matter.
The old man was thunder struck as he heard those words, ‘I don’t understand you.’ He hoped he had not heard her well.
‘You heard me Mallam Hassan; it’s half a million or nothing, good day.’ She marched confidently towards the door, leaving no stone unturned. A trickle of excitement rushed in her veins as she thought of her darling Phillip, whom she couldn’t wait to set her eyes on.

She was about touching the door handle before it was moved from the outside, propelling the door backwards.

Her joy at her day’s accomplishment fled as she stood face to face with the last person she expected to see here.
‘You?’ Moremi scoffed, what was really happening?

Indigo couldn’t move or say anything, she was troubled by Morem’s visit, what was she doing in her home?
‘Good afternoon Madam.’ Indigo managed.
Moremi ignored her greeting, ‘Do you live here?’
‘Yes, yes.’ Indigo answered speedily, so many thoughts ran through her mind. Had Moremi come to ask for her return to the Shola residence? That would make her day super perfect, she really considered this possibility.

Moremi had never liked Indigo from the first day she resumed work at the Shola residence.

She was not coordinated. She was talkative and rowdy and she never prepared meals on time. Worse off, she had a chicken brain which made her very clumsy.
‘I see why you are so foolish. Living in a dilapidated building can hardly do justice to one’s brain. Have a nice day Indigo and explain to the old man the meaning of “Renovation.” She hissed angrily and stormed out of the house, leaving Indigo and her grandfather stunned.