Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 20

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Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 20

Dinner in the Hajjo’s residence wasn’t always this way; quiet and boring. Before Phillip fell out with his father, they would always do some violin lessons before eating and that made it fun for everyone. He had lost the taste in the violin, it was only Chalya that showed interest.

She felt like she was in the middle of her dad and brother, they couldn’t stand each other and this was affecting her relationship with them both.
Tired of the dinner of mashed potatoes and roast fish, she pushed away her plate and made to leave.

‘Darling, you haven’t eaten half of that food, what’s the problem?’ Her father asked.
‘Nothing dad, I’m fine.’ She replied curtly, her eyes avoiding Phillip who was glaring at her.
‘No dear, there’s something wrong. Don’t you like the food? I can make something else for you to eat.’ Her father pleaded with her, but Chalya insisted that she was fine.

Phillip knew why she had rejected her food and that got him riled up.
‘You sure know how to debase yourself.’ He poured himself a glass of water.

Their father was surprised at his use of words. The man had never heard Phillip speaking to his sister that way.
‘Phillip watch your language.’ The man called him to order.
‘No dad, let him run his mouth.’ Chalya snapped at her elder brother.
‘You’re so confused and stupid. Did you think I will listen to your lies about Moremi and Uncle Usman? That is the reason you have refused your meal. You need to grow up Chalya, the world does not revolve around you and your ideas.’ He yelled at her.
‘I don’t understand, what does Usman have to do with anything? I thought I warned you not to work with my brother.’ The man turned to his son, who was bent on defying his orders.
Phillip looked away, he didn’t like the way his father was staring at him.

‘Look me in the eye and tell me that you had nothing to do with that traitor.’ The man insisted, but Phillip wouldn’t do as he had asked.

Chalya’s eyes were reddish as tears touched her cheeks. She had tried her best to avoid this, but they always ended up fighting.

‘Dad, you don’t have any right to tell me what to do. I am an adult. You should be thanking me for doing this. You ruined your legacy with your own hands, but I would not let you do the same to me.

I don’t care about your differences with Uncle Usman, he is a professional and I intend to work with him, with or without your approval.’
The older man was hurt and angry that his son had no respect for him.

‘My brother would use you and dump you. He will get you into trouble, why can’t you ever listen to me?’

Hearing the pleading voice got Phillip even more upset, it reminded him of the scene of his mother’s death. His father had never been the type to fight, he had simple abandoned himself and his mother.

Phillip felt like calling him a weakling, but he bit his lip and decided to leave for his room.
‘Phillip, I saw Moremi and Usman, they are up to something. You have to believe me.’ Chalya cried.

‘This will be the first and the last time you will ever speak on this matter. If you try this again, I will relieve you of your duties.’ He waved a finger over her face and stormed to his room, leaving Chalya broken and shocked.

Her knees sank to the ground and her shoulders trembled as she cried.
‘How could he do this to me? I am only trying to help.’
‘Come on darling, don’t cry now. I don’t know what’s going on with your brother, but this is the time that he needs us the most. We have to be there for him.’ The man lowered himself and raised his daughter to her feet.
‘Don’t cry honey, we’ll have to work together to defeat Usman. He is an old snake. He bit me once, I wouldn’t let him bite your brother.’

The old man had not been sleeping, he had been listening to his grandchild’s conversation with her best friend, Anabel. He felt really and disappointed that she had failed to take his advice.

Tears dropped on his wrinkled face as he stared at the old wall clock. He loved Indigo with all of his heart and he didn’t want anything to happen to her.
‘You should have listened to me, I don’t like that friend of yours.’ He walked up to her picture and caressed it.

Indigo was a blessed child. She was full of hope and expectations, and this was the reason he gave her his all. It was the reason he loved her with his whole being.
She came at the time when he had lost his daughter. He had sold everything that he had just to cater for her mother, whose lover had disappeared into thin air, but all to no avail.
His heart had been shattered when her mother had died, but her presence made him feel whole. She gave him strength and the power to continue living.

He silently offered a word of prayer for her, and hoped that she would be safe. He had trained her like he did his own daughter, he prayed that she would not make the same mistakes that her mother had made.

The first, being her father.

The old man was startled when he heard a sound on his door. It was a bit late and he had not expected anyone.
‘Who is there?’ He was reluctant to go open the door.

There wasn’t any answer, this made it very suspicious as he was quite sure that he heard a sound.

He pulled in a deep breath and moved to the door, he had never experienced this sort of thing, but he was not afraid. He needed to see this uninvited guest.
‘Who are you?’ he searched the strange faces of the young men that stood side by side with horrible tattoos splattered all over their face.
‘So you don’t remember me Mallam Hassan?’ A man in his forties came from behind and stopped in the middle of the fierce looking boys.

The old man knew he had seen this face before, but he couldn’t place it.
‘Who are you?’ He repeated.
‘This is serious. He doesn’t remember me.’ The man in the middle threw his hands in the air and the young boys that accompanied him burst into laughter.