Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 3 - Episode 16

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Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 3 - Episode 16

Moremi decided that the meeting was over. She had come to share what was important and it was time to leave.

‘Don’t ever think of yourself as the boss in this deal. You’re getting 20%.’ With a vociferous hiss, she spun on her heels and retreated to her car, leaving Usman staring after her with a rising hatred and resentment.
What a nerve! He thought, he just needed to be more patient so he could deal with her.

Moremi was a greedy b---h, who’d come to reap where she didn’t plant. And he wouldn’t allow that.

Usman had a plan. Once she surrendered the deeds of the land to him, he would hand over her details to Nkosi. Moremi deserved to die.

As she drove out of the compound, she had a feeling Usman wasn’t happy working with her anymore, but she didn’t care. All she wanted was some money to live a lavish life.

‘I will get you Phillip Hajjo.’ She swore.
Moremi didn’t care if he was in love with another woman. She would find the woman and destroy her completely, leaving no traces.

The morning was bleak, the sun refused to show her face and the clouds had gathered. It was going to rain.

A gentle breeze played with the curtains in his bedroom, and his eyes fluttered to watch their movement. The scent of earth and droplets of rain wafted into his bedroom, signaling that a brand new day was here.

Phillip’s eyes fluttered to the dimly lit room. He noticed he was wearing only boxers, which was unusual as he mostly wore his pajamas to bed.

His mouth tasted bitter, and his head throbbed. His whole body ached, as if he was sitting on nails.

‘What the f--k?’ He groaned and straightened on the bed.

He ran his whitish tongue over his dry lips, feeling weighed down and fatigued. He closed his eyes and tried to come up with a reason for his tiredness, but he couldn’t seem to remember anything.

It was as if his memories were angry with him, so they had chosen to abandon him.

‘My head f-----g hurts.’ She pushed the duvet off his legs and got out of bed.
He moved straight to the bathroom, so he could wash his face and take some aspirin to help with the numbing pain in his head. Phillip stood before the mirror and gazed at his reflection.

He really needed to rest.

‘I’m in the bathroom!’ He heard a loud tap on his door, and he guessed the knocker was none other than his younger sister, Chalya.

It started slowly. His head began to spin like a wheel. It seemed he was immersed in a cavern of dizziness.

One after the other, the pieces of the night before came together, and a large box full of memories was presented to him by his mind.

A loud groan escaped his lips as he realized what had taken place the night before.
‘No!’ He grunted and stared harder at his reflection.

He remembered the stranger who had walked up to him at Canaan’s bar. The man’s serpentine eyes flashed back, and he felt a cold chill run down his spine.

His face paled as he recalled the drunken manner in which he had spoken to Indigo.
No, he fought the tears that welled up in his eyes as he realized all of his mistakes. If he had listened to Chalya and stayed away from Moremi, he would never have fallen into her trap.

His guilt had chased him into the arms of alcohol, and he had ruined his personality before Indigo and his family. What were they going to think of him?

Phillips was greatly ashamed of his actions. He knew he was wrong, and he was going to apologize to all the people he had hurt. He had to find Indigo, he had to tell her everything that had happened to him, and including the affair he had with Moremi.

Even though they weren’t bound together, he felt obligated to tell her the truth, because he had feelings for her, and he could no longer hide it.

In a swift manner, Phillip grabbed his tooth brush and turned on the tap. He had to clean up, and present himself first to his family, and then to Indigo.

Chalya returned to the dining room dejectedly, wondering if her brother was deliberately avoiding her. She genuinely felt sorry for him. Before she finally put him to bed, she had taken off his clothes.

From his drunken expressions, she realized that Phillip was still in deep pain and hurt, that their mother had betrayed her father. He felt horrible knowing the truth about his biological father, whom he wasn’t proud of.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she realized she had not been there for her brother enough.

She had been carried away by the desire to do something worthwhile that would propel her to limelight, than to the secret battles that her brother was fighting.

Chalya was more concerned with opposing him in the house renovation and rent increment, than making their relationship tighter and better.

Deep down, she knew her brother was capable of taking good decisions, but his affiliation with a snake like Moremi, wouldn’t allow him the freedom of positive choice.

She had a feeling that Phillip knew what was right. He knew that increasing the rent of the low cost housing to half a million was irrational and inconsiderate.

Now that her brother was experiencing an emotional meltdown, she had forgotten totally about opposing him. Chalya vowed that once he recovered, she would let him have his way.

Whatever choice Phillip took would only be his’ to account for in the end. For now, she was more interested in building a relationship with him, and helping him through whatever he was struggling with.

She couldn’t forget the tears that she spotted in Indigo’s eyes as she fled the house. How would Phillip feel when he realized he had chased the woman he loved away, because of his drunken display?

What scared her more, was that she had been ignorant of this issue. She had never seen Phillip this way, she feared if it would become a pattern.

Luckily for Phillip, their father who had gone out quite early, had returned to the house very late as he had been caught in traffic. So he was spared the agony of watching his son in such an embarrassing situation.

On hearing her father’s unmistakable footsteps, Chalya quickly wiped her tears away. She couldn’t let him see her crying. He was a wise man and would quickly connect the dots.