Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 2 - Episode 12

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Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 2 - Episode 12

She knew there would be no going back once she walked into this man’s house, she knew Phillip would not be too happy with her for turning against him, but she was doing what she thought was best.

‘Knock Knock.’ She tapped on the door.
The only thing she considered beautiful in this place was the serenity that she enjoyed, she was a lover of quiet places.

She pulled out her phone and decided to take a picture of the Hibiscus tree that blossomed out. It was such a heavenly sight-the red petals kissing each other and opening themselves up to the admiration of the morning sun.

Chalya’s flowery admiration came to an end, when she heard a smooth voice that whispered: ‘Good morning.’

When she turned and met the owner of the voice, she was awed by the beautiful brown eyes and the clear chocolate skin. The girl was either her age or slightly older, she had beautiful long black hair too.

‘Um…my name is Lucinda.’ Chalya lied, she couldn’t reveal her true identity to anyone here.
Indigo offered her a smile, a bit confused by this visitation. From the way the girl dressed, Indigo concluded that she was from a very rich home.
‘Who are you please and how may I help you?’ Indigo asked politely.

‘My name is Lucinda Paul, I…I am here to see one Mallam Hassan.’ Chalya replied.

Indigo raised a brow, the other day, Moremi had showed up and offered her grandfather a false identity, who was this lady now?

‘Why do you want to see him?’ Indigo was being careful. She couldn’t just let anyone into their home; it was time for her to be protective of her grandfather.

She ran her eyes over the girl once more. Lucinda looked responsible and kind of down to earth. She had a beautiful face, innocent eyes and a welcoming smile.

‘Indi, who is it?’ She heard Papa call to her.
She closed her eyes and bit her lip, not knowing what to say in return.

‘Look, I know you have never seen or heard about someone like me, but you need to let me in. Trust me, this is for your own good. I need your co-operation to make this work.’ Chalya sighed, she had not envisaged this.
Her words puzzled Indigo, ‘What are you talking about?’

‘Well, you must have heard by now that the Hajjo buildings would be renovated and the new rent will be very high. Why don’t you open the door and let me in? Who knows, I may be your guardian angel.’ Chalya grinned, hoping the girl would budge.

Indigo’s heart skipped at the mention of guardian angel. She couldn’t wait to call Phillip, the man that had saved her life and thank him for his help. She was not really happy with her grandfather’s advice concerning Phillip, but she had no choice but to obey.

‘Did you hear me?’ Chalya had to repeat herself.

‘Yes I heard you, but my grandfather is not in the mood to meet people like you.’ Indigo shut the door gently behind, and stepped out of the house.

‘Oh…’ Chalya’s shoulder’s sagged, she had not expected this.

‘What? Someone like you came in here the other day, making threats on throwing us out of the house if we failed to comply with the owner of this place.’ Indigo raised her hands, pointing at the buildings.

Chalya already knew who it was; Moremi had come here and left her stench for her to inhale.
‘Look, I don’t care what anyone told you, but I am on your side. I don’t like the living standard here. It is not healthy. Work with me, let me see this Mallam Hassan, I hear he is very vocal. We can come up with something.’ Chalya was desperate to rescue them.

Indigo was tired of listening to the young lady, she had other things to do inside and she still needed to confront her friend Annabelle for her treachery.

‘Why do you look so unbothered about this? You need to believe me, these buildings will be renovated soon and if care is not taken, no old tenant would have a place here. Why don’t you work with me so we save this place?’ Chalya felt frustrated and choked.

Indigo was unsure of how to handle this.
‘Even if I let you speak to my Papa, what’s the guarantee that you will be able to save these buildings and the people in it?’

‘Leave that to me, just help me. If you don’t want me to talk to Mallam Hassan, I can talk to you.’ Chalya pulled out her phone and touched the record button.

Indigo was not interested in what she had to offer, but she decided to listen anyway.
‘What do you want to talk about?’ She asked Chalya.

‘You.’ Chalya smiled.
‘Me? I don’t understand.’ Indigo scoffed. Surely, this woman didn’t drive all the way from wherever she lived to ask her personal questions.
‘I am here to know more about the people living here. I want to gather information that would stop the people who are involved in the renovation process from progressing without concrete and considerate arrangements on the rent.’ Chalya explained briefly.

Indigo’s heart flapped when she heard this, if this Lucinda woman could prevent the increase of the rent, then she didn’t have a problem with her.

‘Why do you want to know about me?’ Indigo asked.

Chalya quickly explained that she wanted to get the details of all the tenants, especially what they did for a living, so as to convince those who wanted to increase the rent, to have a rethink.
Indigo loved the idea, it made sense to her.
‘Well…’ she pushed open the door with her left foot, ‘You’re welcome Ms. Lucinda Paul.’ She flashed Chalya a smile.

‘Thank you Ms. Hassan’ Chalya assumed that the girl would be a relative of Mallam Hassan, the man who had control over the rest of the tenants.
Indigo shrugged, she wanted to tell Lucinda her name, but she didn’t think it necessary.
‘Come meet my Papa before he takes his nap.’ She led Chalya into the small apartment.
Moremi was startled by Phillip’s cold reception of her. His strange behavior had her thinking all sorts. She was quite sure that her business dealings with Usman, was hidden from him, there was no way he could have known.

‘Have I done something wrong?’ She dropped her bag on his table.

Phillip peeled his eyes from the swell of her ample boobs, he guessed Chalya was right; Moremi still harbored romantic feelings for him.
‘No.’ He sensed that she was hurt by his harshness, he had not meant for it to be that way. He just wanted a very professional relationship with her, nothing else.

‘What then darling?’ She touched a side of his face with her warm hands.

Phillip clenched his jaw and pushed her gently, ‘Moremi, we cannot do this. We are working together now and I don’t want anything to ruin that.’