Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 2 - Episode 10

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Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 2 - Episode 10

‘Chalya, Moremi is best for this job. She is a lawyer and she will never allow me take a decision that would harm this project, I need you to understand that.’ He tried to explain things to her, but Chalya wouldn’t have any of that.
‘It’s okay, do whatever you want, but just remember I warned you. You have two meetings with her this week.’ She quickly reminded Phillip about it.

‘I know, I am going to tell her about Uncle Usman and why I will not be working with him again. Is that cool?’ He sought his sister’s opinion

As usual, Chalya was mad at him for always depending on Moremi for approval before taking a decision.

‘I don’t know bro, just do whatever suits you.’ She gathered her files, and decided it was time to go after her own plans.

‘Shouldn’t I tell her why I am firing one of the leading supervisors on this project? It would seem very weird to me if I were Moremi. She deserved an explanation and I have to give her one, considering that she is my lawyer.’
‘Phillip, this is your call. I am done with my duties and I am leaving the office for two hours.’ She announced.

This was unusual; Phillip knew Chalya was not being honest with him. She had refused to tell him or their father about where she planned to go later in the day.

‘Do you have a boyfriend? Are you going on a date?’ Phillip asked.

‘Hell no,’ Chalya rolled her eyes, why couldn’t he just mind his business.

‘You are my business, darling sister. So tell me…’ he walked towards her.

‘There’s nothing to tell, why don’t you focus on Moremi or Indigo?’Chalya scoffed.

She just couldn’t get what her brother was doing. Just last night, he had been screaming a stranger’s name and right here, he found it difficult to make a sentence without Moremi.
Her facial expression when she mentioned the two women made him laugh.

‘Come on baby, your brother is not player, I swear. I don’t have any feelings for Moremi. We have a platonic relationship, and we are careful not to let it affect our professional dealings.’

‘What about Indigo?’ Chalya asked.
‘The truth is that I cannot get that girl out of my mind. Even while working through those files I kept seeing her angelic face. I just wished she could call me. Seeing her would make me forget everything that has happened…’ he was worried about her, he hoped she was okay.

‘Well, you can make a wish, because they come alive when you truly believe in it.’ Chalya’s word were encouraging, she truly cared about her brother and wished he could find this Indigo girl. His countenance brightened whenever he mentioned her name.

‘Thank you sis, so you are not going to tell me where you’re going?’ Phillip asked.

‘Hair Salon.’ She lied and walked out before he could bombard her with more questions.
‘Hmm, salon.’ He pulled out his phone and dialed his company’s driver, Rex.

‘Good afternoon Sir.’ Rex picked at first ring.
‘Yes Rex, how do you do?’
‘Good Sir.’

‘I want you to follow Chalya, give me a report when you reach her destination. I need to know that she is safe.’
‘Yes Sir.’

The minutes he finished with the call, the door was pushed open from the outside and a very alluring Moremi walked into the office in a pair of tight jeans that highlighted her camel toe.

‘Sweetheart…’ she purred and trudged to where he stood.

In the past, he would have gotten hard at the sight of her beautiful body, but as he stared at her, he was beginning to see the reason Chalya wanted him to get rid of her.

‘Why are you dressed like this Moremi?’
*

Her grandfather had not spoken to her since her confession at midnight. She had found it difficult to sleep as she imagined all the harsh words that her grandfather was going to say to her.

Indigo had seen her grandfather angry only once in her entire life, she had been twelve.

Papa had left for the market to get some vegetables, he had asked her to stay indoors and wait for him, but on his return, Indigo had been outside playing with some kids, and that got him peeved.

He yelled at her for disobeying his orders, and that made her feel very bad.

Tears sprang up in her eyes as she stared out the kitchen window. She had woken up early, and tried keeping the house in order and making breakfast, maybe this would make the old man happy with her.

Her eyes were fixed on a dove which strolled majestically on the branches of the Hibiscus right in front of their apartment.

She knew deep down that he was greatly disappointed in her, she was really sorry about her lies. She wished everything would go back the way they were.

Indigo dropped the little foam with which she wiped the window louvers, she moved to the pot to check her Yam Pottage, which was her grandfather’s favorite meal.

‘Do you remember when you were twelve?’ Papa walked into the kitchen.

She couldn’t believe she’d heard this voice, he sounded kind of happy. Maybe her mind was playing tricks on her, but she knew what she heard.

‘Papa?’ She covered the pot and turned to take a look at him.

‘Yes, child…’ the old man smiled at her.
He could tell from one look at her face that she was very unhappy with herself for all she had done. He was angry and hurt that Indigo would keep such important details of her life away from him, but when he had slept over it, he reminded himself that she was now an adult, and no longer the six year old girl he was always tongue lashing when she did something wrong.

‘I had gone to the market to get tomatoes, beef and Spinach. I had given you firm instructions to stay indoors, but you failed to listen. When I returned, I found you immersed in mud, playing with the other children…’ he smiled as the scenes replayed in his mind.

Indigo waited patiently for him to continue, where was he going with this?

‘I was not mad that you played with the other kids. I was just afraid.’ He confessed.

‘Afraid?’ She raised a brow. She knew the difference between fear and anger, what she saw in Papa’s eyes was anger and not fear.
‘Fear can be mistaken as anger sometimes. When your mother died in my arms, I wept and couldn’t be consoled. But when I heard you crying, when your tiny voice called out to me for comfort, I was invigorated. I had a reason to live, something to hope for. I became very attached to you, I was afraid of losing you Indi. I love you so much, more than you can ever imagine.’

Her heart flapped as he poured out his love, she couldn’t believe she would hurt the same man that loved her this much.