Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 2 - Episode 22

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Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 2 - Episode 22

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Luckily for her, she found an empty Tricycle, she quickly explained to the guy that she was in a rush and that he had to drive as fast as he could.
He assured her that he knew where she was headed and added that it belonged to one of the wealthiest men in Nigeria. But she was in no mood for details;

Chalya kept staring at the clock during breakfast, it was almost eight and the girl wasn’t yet here. She was worried because her father and brother would have a bad impression about her. And she hated it when Phillip pointed out her mistakes.
Had she made a mistake by hiring the Hassan girl? She looked like one that was in need of a job, why would she mess up now?

‘Why are you not eating your food Chalya?’ Her father noticed her plate of oats was far from empty. She had swallowed only one spoon.

‘Ask her dad, we have a very long day at the office and I don’t want her out of my sight.’ Phillip chipped in.

She stroke him with a blinding glare before he pulled his eyes of her and focused on his plate.
Phillip enjoyed getting on her nerves more than anything.

‘Are you worried about the person you hired for the interior designing of this house?’ Her father asked.

She didn’t want to admit this in front of Phillip, she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but as it stood, she had no option.

‘Yes. I told her to come early so you could all see her and access her by yourselves to see if she is perfect for the job. I thought she would come early.’ Chalya dropped her spoon and rose to her feet.

She hated it when people disappointed her. She had placed all of her trusts in the girl’s hands and if she failed to show up, Phillip would never give her the respect that she craved for.

She had told her brother to promote her at work and give her a more “serious” position, but he had refused, saying that she was not ready for more responsibilities.
But what if she was?

Tears sprang up in her eyes as she through the window, what was happening? Was she caught in traffic or had she lost her way?

‘I should call her…’ Chalya quickly wiped her face so they wouldn’t know that she was crying.
She spun on her heel and was about to marching to her room when the door flew wide open and Mrs. Hawa came towards her.

‘Is there a problem?’ She noticed the sour look on the woman’s face.

‘Yes, there is a young lady by the gate. She says she is looking for Ms Lucinda Paul.’

Chalya couldn’t hold back her excitement; she rushed past Mrs. Hawa and straight to the gate.
Blood crept to her cheeks as the driver hurled abusive names at her for refusing to pay him.
‘Fine girl with mumu brain, you feel say you go do APC on top my head? Na lie o, you must to pay me my money!’ He slammed his fist on the body of the vehicle.

Indigo had forgotten her purse while rushing, she had tried explaining this to the driver but he had refused to listen. She was troubled as she had no money on her.

‘Oga…please, I didn’t mean to trick you. Please do not be angry with me, I promise to pay you if you can wait for me.’ She begged.

‘Please? Na please I go chop? Abeg o! Just give me my money if you sabi wetin good for you.’ He waved a finger at her face.

Just in time, Chalya stepped outside the gate and walked into the scene. Without asking questions, she had a feeling the girl had not paid this man or maybe she had underpaid him.

‘How much is her fare?’ Chalya asked the driver.

‘Five Hundred Naira’ He snapped at Chalya.
‘Pay him off.’ Chalya turned to Miss Hawa, then grabbed Indigo’s hands and walked her inside the building.

Indigo couldn’t believe what had just happened, the lines were falling for her in the right places and she was very thankful for it.
‘Thank you so much Ms. Lucinda, I am sorry I came late. I…I slept late and I.’ she was stuttering and she couldn’t help it.

Chalya stopped her, she was more excited that the girl had showed up. Now, she could prove to Phillip that she was ready to take on more responsibilities.

‘Thank you for coming, I hope you will not fail me. When you walk in there, you’ll find my father and my brother. I want you to prove to them, that you can make our living room more appealing to the eyes, just maybe then, I could give you another contract.

I know I promised to get you a slot at PIE, but that didn’t work out well. I want you to do this, like it is your last lifeline. Is that clear?’ Chalya spoke very gently to her.

Indigo drew in a deep breath and nodded, she didn’t know where this place was. In fact, she didn’t have time to drink from the beauty of her new environment.

She just wanted to walk in there and do her best.
‘I will not fail you Miss Lucinda Paul.’ Indigo nodded.

‘One more thing, my real name is Chalya…Let’s go in.’

Chalya grabbed her hand once again and led her in before she could ask more questions.
*

Indigo had never seen an interior so exquisite; it reminded her of all the photographs that she had seen in textbooks. It was too perfect to be real; she was dazed and slightly intimidated.

The dark green walls had milky white stripes which matched with the golden curtains that hovered over the windows.

A large Plasma screen was attached to the wall, just above it was a family photo trapping smiles, bright eyeballs and a familiar face. She blinked and quickly ignored it.

The floors were etched in a mix of precious stones. She glared down and found her reflection staring right back at her.

There was a spark of gold, of diamond, turquoise, onyx and Jasper. She knew this because she had seen them in a lab once.

The brown cushion chairs were made out of pure leather, and they looked really new like they hadn’t been used before.

She swallowed, and wondered why Ms. Lucinda or Chalya had invited her over. This place was perfect, no, it wasn’t perfect, it was beyond it. What else did it need?

‘I am sorry, it seems my dad and my brothers are done with breakfast, why don’t you take a seat while I go fetch my dad? My bro would be with you shortly.’ Chalya flashed her a smile then walked away.

‘Thank you.’ Indigo called after her.
How could she sit in this Taj Mahal? Obviously, this house belonged to a very wealthy person and she felt out of place. She was not made to design or touch any fabric or furniture in this house.

She raised her head and glared at the light blue Chandelier that watered down its beady petals towards her.

‘Wow!’ Indigo was nervous, this building could swallow her up.

She closed her eyes and quickly reminded herself that she could do anything. This was a great test that she had to pass, to move on to the next level, one must have faith in self.
‘I can do this.’ Her lips moved.

Her eyes cracked open in a jiffy when she heard some heavy footsteps. Whoever was coming behind her was male as musky scent travelled into her nostrils.

‘I guess you are the Interior Designer.’ Phillip bit his lips, his eyes ran over the lady’s perfect back.

She had firm and lovely hips that rested on a pair of fine and shapely legs which fit the creamy cover shoe that she wore. She stirred a well of sweet memories.

Indigo felt she was being mocked. It seemed this man, whoever he was, didn’t believe she was good enough to redesign this house. He had issued her a challenge and she was going to take it.

By God, she would win and put him in his rightful place.

‘Yes? And do you have a problem with that?’ She turned around and faced the man that haunted her dreams.

His eyes let go of his briefcase as he stood face to face with Indigo Hassan, the innocent beauty that had tormented his soul.

‘Indigo!’ He rushed toward her in the trail of excitement. He couldn’t believe that she was the one; he had lost hope of finding her.

‘Phillip!’ She threw her hands round him.
She was bubbly with excitement; she was lost in the moment.

She pulled his head down and planted her soft lips on his. She wanted to make her dream come true. She missed Phillip! She had to give herself what to remember.

Philip had not expected this, but he decided to enjoy it while it lasted.

‘Hmm! Hmm!’ Mr. Hajjo walked into the room with Chalya beside him; both shocked at the passionate kiss that Phillip shared with the Interior Designer.

The story continues….WATCHOUT For Season Three .