So exhausted was Esther that as soon as she lay down her head she was enfeebled by sleep thus expelling the weariness of the dreary occurrences of the day. However, this was rapidly preceded by an extempore fantasy that extricated her from all the worst nightmares or- a comparison of the sort that she could have heard in recent times.
In a glorious never-neverland of a dwelling incommensurable with the universe, she wallows in everyday day where she traversed in the night. This time she was a beautiful maiden graced with honour and loveliness as she lay on a hammock, attended by a pair of maidservants quite her age, who happened to be fully enjoying the company of their superior as they praised her incredulous uniqueness. She was very lovely; a princess in an angelic mould.
"My princess," said the one on Esther's right with blonde hair tied in a chignon, as she
The conception of the bitter eventualities so uncertain to him that ought to implicate his life and that of his accomplice was what made him shudder. What he stood to lose was so huge that he promptly had to dispel the fears that had just stirred in him and scour his brain for a perfect excuse to shred his intentions for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.In any case, all the odds were stacked against his favour if he didn't act wisely and sooner.With a surety more than an instinct that someone was watching him, he painted his face with a disguised smile and stretched his hand and beckoned whoever was present with him in the room but whom he didn't wish to behold until he had stoked their curiosity and enthusiasm."Come! come, quickly!" He said, wriggling his arm as he whispered, his eyes fixed on the drea
"Mom!" She yelled, growled and winced as a sharp pain shot through her hip. Jina was confused and in a sad state. This was more of self-harm. She had made a rod for her own back; in trying to inflict pain on Esther, she ended up harming her own daughter, who now had to pay a gouging price for her blunders. Tony crawled forward and with an outstretched neck and enlarged eyes lingered at mercy. It appeared as though her entire body writhed and she wouldn't let anyone touch her. "Too sad you have to pay for meddling. You shouldn't have crossed the deadly boundary. That Esther is arsey! How did she manage to escape? Ma'am is right! She is a wizard, eh! Jina will not let this pass." His mind was now a pack of thoughts and he hardly had any idea how to correct this mistake. The
"Dad…" Melissa started and Esther impeded her. She was sure of what she was up to and was also aware that it might make matters worse. "Please, no one should know that it was oil not water." She pleaded with her and noticing her solid determination to expose this truth pursued a little upset,"Let's not intensify the situation, Melissa. Look at everyone,they are all sad and worried. We can deal with it later." She warned her in a low voice."Uh! You want me to keep quiet because you are scared?" Whispered Melissa."Alright go ahead. If anything worse happens you will be blamed for it." She retorted, went and crouched beside Mercy, who now appeared to have gotten acquainted with her pain. They all converged around her, their brains stuck again.Mo
"She's gone completely round the twist," mumbled Esther and then shouted,"Auntie!..." and went after Mrs Wabua."That pest, berk!" Jina muttered beset by the unpleasant occurrences which are definitely her own cause and now felt so annihilated and beset that the animus towards Esther now spills out inside her heart, but she has to be beside herself and bury it up for her benefit even if it sucks.Richard's eyes lagged in the direction that the boastful Mrs Wabua had taken as his mind somehow doubted her capabilities."I marvel at what my dear friend is up to this time," Richard said, his face coarsened by sadness."I no longer trust her. She has changed." Jina noted disdainfully and sulked.
Mrs Wabua did her magic on Mercy with great aplomb; with herbs mixed with the ghee, she had stretched Mercy's bones and tried to assuage the pain. Although there wasn't an immediate visible improvement, she was convinced that within a short time, the latter would be able to get on her feet. Esther's presence had been a great help because her inquisitiveness about the skill had gained her enough knowledge and made Mrs Wabua determine that she would be able to treat Mercy where the need arises in case she didn't come by every day to do it herself."Auntie, we will have to take her to her room," Esther suggested after degreasing Mercy's injured part."Yes, I guess it would be comfortable for her liking, isn't it Mercy? or do you want to spend a night on the floor in this lousy corridor?"Mercy k
Jina fidgets with words as she tries to control her trembling hand without success. She had a strong feeling that Esther had overheard her conversation with Tony minutes ago. "Ah...Esth..ther, has Mercy returned from...I mean, Mrs Wabua…" She stops and gulps, trying to control her anxiety. She was in such a brainstorm that anyone would have noticed her because she was behaving weirdly. "Aunt, you have a fever. You are shivering." Esther reckoned to notice the sudden expression. "Am I?" Jina asked, clasping her hands together behind her back. "Yeah," Jina felt embarrassed and made an excuse that she was so worried about Mercy's condition.
Despite her shrewdness to devise solutions in such circumstances, Jina was so stuck this time that it seemed so impossible to stop the lurking calamity; as if her mind had been attenuated and could hardly put anything together. Much as she was trying with relentless effort to destroy Esther as best she could, the latter was always favoured by luck, and for a moment, bang went the zeal for Jina to fight on, yet she couldn't beat a retreat.She had thought that with Tony, she would easily incapacitate Esther and send her to her grave, but now realised that she was way off base. Instead, Esther was gaining popularity.Richard realised that his wife was letting out a succession of heaves. He had lived with her for long to comprehend that something was wrong with her; this was her usual mannerism especially when she was upset except that now she didn't whine, but st
In the swim of things, neither Jina nor Richard dared to ask about the details of the phone call or the letter. Richard had disguised the caller as one of his employees, Julius, when actually it was Julie. He had supremely managed to talk with her without leaving any trace of suspicion and Jina was satisfied. Julie had informed him that she would make sure to meet him in the same room where they last met, which was the exact room that Jina and Tony were supposed to meet at midnight as the latter had indicated in the letter.Esther prepared dinner earlier than usual because she had to take care of Mercy; her hip needed another stretch with Mrs Wabua's magical concoction of herbs and ghee, bearing in mind that she also had to take care of Mercy's special meals now that she wasn't okay.She was washing the crockery when Jina came into the kitchen, her
Their flight was at noon. Esther's crew sat charting in the departure lounge as they waited. Five minutes towards the flight, they had an alert. They had to leave the terminal. It was time to bid goodbyes, which is never an easy thing to do. Simon and Esther broke off and headed on to board the plane. Suddenly a middle-aged lady came running after them shouting and flagging down Esther, "Hey, Esther, wait! I have something important to tell you." She was looking desperate and weak with sunken eyes and a thin body, her hair rumpled. Esther looked behind and saw her and stopped, poking at Simon, " That lady…" "Love, do you recognise her?" Simon asked. Anyone would have thought she was mad gauging her appearance, but Esther decided to talk to her because, how did she get to know her name? There must be some co
Simon was now a desperate man. His luck presided in the hands of destiny. He was glad that at last Queen had regained her memory but on his part, it could have a negative impact, that is; if Queen failed to recollect ever having been part of his life. Richard would certainly accuse him and the mayor's family of keeping her away from her family. Do you know what would happen? He wouldn't spare them but send them to jail and they would rot there. So much the worse is that Simon ought to die of desperation for we all are acutely aware of his terrific love for Esther. He leaned against the wall and observed her sweet tender face incapable of accepting her rejection.Dr Ben stared at his desolate face and was touched. On mature consideration, he walks to him and tries to console him,"Take heart, Simon. Who knows, maybe when she wakes up agai
"Reverand, I need your help…" Simon spoke on the phone for quite a long time and in forty minutes, a light-skinned man dressed in a long white cassock came in and found him alone sitting on the chair conversing with Queen as if he was crazy. He didn't see him come in. The reverend stood behind him and listened to his monologue and was baffled, "What kind of faith is his! Surely the good Lord will not abandon him!" He meditated and tapped on him, "Son!" Simon jolted,"Eh, Reverand Antonio, welcome. Are you ready?" His face frowned."Son, are you sure that you want to do this?""Yes, Queen will love this. She was so happy before her wedding day. I am sure she will be much happier if she wakes up and finds out that she's already married to me. Nothing will ever separate us then."
Marriage eve "Simon!!" The noise was too loud to awaken a lying ghost. He had almost pushed it through his flesh until he saw her desperate face. "Kill me instead." She said coming closer. His hands shook with the knife. "Don't come close, Queen. I don't want to see your tears anymore. At Least save them for the future. Promise you will not lay a wreath on my tomb." Tears spilt down his face like rain. Miguel's legs were numb and he knelt on the floor begging for forgiveness. Emilia followed suit but their pleading voices were like thorns pricking deep in his heart. "Love, give me that!" Esther beseeched and he became weaker and weaker as if her timid voice was controlling him. To Emilia, this was a sign of what his son's life would be like if they got married; a putty in her
Simon sped off jauntily, jingling the car keys in his hands and came to the living room, his eyes scouring for his love. Esther sat sulking on the chair in the corner, her mind immersed in deep thought and her heart intense in sadness. Simon spotted her and shouted with verve, "Love!" Her head jerked up and she noticed that his face was swathed in a smile. It was symbolic of some good news but she seemed disinterested and merely returned a phoney smile. He moved nimbly towards her and enfolded her in his arms with vitality, "Love, finally mom and dad have accepted our relationship! We are getting married in two weeks!" He was extremely ecstatic."Really?""Yes, love! Very soon you'll be my legal wife- my better half!" He gave hearty laughter, kissed her and swung her around with a feeling of triumph.She had mixed f
There was a mien of fear in Maxwell's eyes because Sylvia dawdled to decide. "Three failed marriages!" She contemplated this and had niggling doubts about this sudden relationship; It was best to nip it in the bud before a heartbreak."Won't you mend my broken heart?" He asked in a shaky voice. Her silence seemed to deplete all his boldness and he was nervous."What a joker!" Emilia said and gave a mocking smile. She was having fun just like Miguel who was killing himself laughing.Suddenly, Simon, Nisha and Nathan started cheering, encouraging and coaxing Sylvia, "Say yes, say yes…" And the applause went on and on. She hoisted her face and gazed at them. They were happy for her, so why wouldn't she be happy for herself? Then she shifted her gaze to the man trembling in front of her and saw the tr
Esther saw Emilia first and quaked with fear trying to recoil from Simon's embrace and muttered,"Love, stop- it's your mother!"He twisted his neck and looked at Emilia and then ravished Esther with a kiss."It's high time she got used to this, love. I don't see any reason why I should feel guilty to show affection to the woman I love, otherwise, she might mistake me for a loveless man. Have you heard about this? He chuckled heartily and was ludic for a moment which made Emilia almost choke with a lump in her throat. Her lips quivered and she was speechless with rage. However, they knew that her silence was just a lull. She flew downstairs and went to look for Sylvia in her room because she had a lot to answer."How could she let this happen?. She will not l
WARNING!!!Contains explicit scenes. Read at your peril.Esther didn't have any idea what to do or how to start, but when she saw the docility of Simon lying stiff on the bed near the oxygen machine, she flurried and run to him,"Simon, please don't leave." She lamented, her voice trembling with anxiety. She gave him a firm grip on his hand and fiddled his cold face. "It's me, love, wake up, don't do this to me... Okay, I accept I fouled up, but...I don't know how or when it happened. Maybe it was my frailty- the frailty of human nature. You hate me, don't you? I promise I will go far away from you, but you must wake up."Her eyes fraught with tears and she drew much closer and with fervour, she kissed him. Suddenly, his chest heaved and she stopped conscious of what she might have perceived as friv
Simon's health degenerated day by day which dealt a blow in Esther's heart and compelled her to contrive to stay around for the time being until the conundrum had been solved. Then one night- one cold night, he broke into continuous hiccups and had complications with breathing. Dr Maxwell came out of the room vexed and spoke to Miguel, "This is fatal!" Said Dr Maxwell. He was one of the most reputable doctors in the city. He too was frightened. Miguel jerked, debilitated by the doctor's statement. "What are you implying?" " He's not doing well, not at all!" How could he tell him bluntly that his son was on death's door? "I'll put him on the life-giving machine immediately. May God have mercy!" He turned to go, and