Gina shifts her position, draws closer and tries to pass her hand around her husband in an embrace but can't feel his presence. Slowly, she opened her eyes and all she saw was a vacant space.
"Darling," she calls out and she is responded to by quietness.
"Where's he? Of late he's acting weird." She mutters and gets out of bed to check in the shower cubicle.
It was so quiet that she would have heard a pin drop. Her face frayed into a temper.
"I hope he hasn't left for work already." She puts on her slippers and struts across to the closet.
"I won't listen to his excuses this time."
She grumbles and fumbles to put on her bathrobe and sluggishly walks down the stairs as she calls out his name,
" Richard, Rich…"
She notices the light in the living room and heads in the direction with an impression that she would find him there.
"He isn't here either! “She pouted in anger and muttered, '' Richard, you are testing my patience this time."
In a moment, she could distinctly hear noise in the direction of the kitchen. His hoarse laughter could be heard from the living room.
Esther stood close beside Richard as she watched the eggs simmer on the frying pan.
"Sir, why did you put garlic in?" She asked with a bubbly face.
"For flavour."
"I understand." The smell of fried eggs almost made her mouth water.
"I can see you are craving to taste."
He said after stealing a fleeting glance at her, patting her shoulder lovingly. In a moment, she had a distinct impression that someone was watching her.
When she turns, she sees Jina poised at the entrance, her forehead contracted furrows which made her appear more like a crone. The gesture on her face was alarming.
"Do you want a bite, want to taste?" Richard asked for a plate. Esther is quiet and nervous.
Jina clears her voice to attract her husband's attention.
Richard turns in her direction immediately and the latter feigns a smile.
"I can see you two are having precious time in the kitchen," she said and glanced at Esther with scorn.
"There's no doubt about that." he gave an amiable smile and resumed. "Would you like to join us, honey?" The tone in his voice brooked no argument.
She chuckled to hide her anger and gave Esther a stinging stare. The latter moves an ounce behind Richard and would have cowered under the breakfast bar or behind the kitchen door, but for fear of being thought a nuisance which to Jina would be a clarification of her perpetual ridicules towards her, she didn't. "The ground should pity me and swallow me into an abyss." She thought and looked down on her trembling feet in speculation. Jina took breakfast tea with biscuits. She hardly uttered a word at the table but kept peeking at Esther with a resentful look. The anger in her heart could have inhibited her from taking the eggs.
"She wants to corrupt my family with her innocent face. I won't fall for your trap, you swine. I will have to talk with Mrs Wabua about the matter. Perhaps she will advise on how best I can deal with you." She thought and ground the biscuit in anger and bit her tongue. She swallowed the gyp of pain down her throat and clenched her first and promptly went to her room.
When all the rest of the members enjoyed the meal, she was surging with inward anger. The declarations of discrimination against the poor were tendered in her heart.
Richard, after a heavy breakfast, went to the living room and lounged on a couch and read a newspaper that had just been delivered.
Mercy stood at the entrance and watched him for some time. It was unusual for her father to be home at that time. She advanced and stood over him.
"Dad, are you not going to work today? You look relaxed."
Mercy asked and sat beside him.
The tidings in his heart were concealed to himself alone. This would be a special day for his anonymous discoveries in his seducer. His anticipation to behold the blazing fire which would nourish and burn his heart made his body tremble.
He stroked her hair smiling and replied,
"I had a tiring day yesterday. I will head to the office later after I have dropped mummy off at the boutique."
"I am happy that after a long time, you have resolved to take care of yourself."
"Why do you say that?" He asked with a frantic look.
"Work has always been your priority, and of course us." She lifted her head and smiled and then leaned on his shoulder. His daughter's utterances provoked guilt in his conscience. He was quiet for some time until he had Jina's voice.
Jina took breakfast tea with biscuits. She hardly uttered a word at the table but kept peeking at Esther with a resentful look. The anger in her heart could have inhibited her from taking the eggs.
"She wants to corrupt my family with her innocent face. I won't fall for your trap, you swine. I will have to talk with Mrs Wabua about the matter. Perhaps she will advise on how best I can deal with you." She thought and ground the biscuit in anger and bit her tongue. She swallowed the gyp of pain down her throat and clenched her first and promptly went to her room.
When all the rest of the members enjoyed the meal, she was surging with inward anger. The declarations of discrimination against the poor were tendered in her heart.
Richard, after a heavy breakfast, went to the living room and lounged on a couch and read a newspaper that had just been delivered.
Mercy stood at the entrance and watched him for some time. It was unusual for her father to be home at that time. She advanced and stood over him.
"Dad, are you not going to work today? You look relaxed."
Mercy asked and sat beside him.
The tidings in his heart were concealed to himself alone. This would be a special day for his anonymous discoveries in his seducer. His anticipation to behold the blazing fire which would nourish and burn his heart made his body tremble.
He stroked her hair smiling and replied,
"I had a tiring day yesterday. I will head to the office later after I have dropped mummy off at the boutique."
"I am happy that after a long time, you have resolved to take care of yourself."
"Why do you say that?" He asked with a frantic look.
"Work has always been your priority, and of course us." She lifted her head and smiled and then leaned on his shoulder. His daughter's utterances provoked guilt in his conscience. He was quiet for some time until he had Jina's voice.
"Honey, I am all set." She announced her presence displaying an exact blend of sophistication and elegance; a stunning beauty clad in a blue tight-fitting dress that showed all her bulges, which she combined with studs and an expensive golden bracelet, matching them with golden bangles, a pair of nice wedges and a white handbag with a golden clip. She, after living a life of wretchedness with the worst social background as a young girl was favoured by the heavens when she and Richard bumped into each other at a bus stop sixteen years ago. She, by coincidence, slips into a goldfield in the hands of a rich, influential and successful man who falls in love with her at the first sight and bestowed her an opportunity to enjoy the sophisticated pleasures of the city which she's put to fully utilisation relinquishing all the sorrows of her childhood. Rising from gra
Despite her cousin's vitality and coercive endeavours to bring her around, her heart was gripped with turmoil and uneasiness. "I'll deal with you, Esther. I surely will…"Jina muttered quietly and was pissed out of her mind. She stomped out and waited in the yard with an evil mind. "Working for Auntie seems quite an onerous task, but I won't give up, mom, I won't." She thought. Her strong will was still unshaken despite Jina's behaviour of inducing her to a nonentity. "Yes!" The girls screamed and engaged in a whooping delight that awakened Esther from her delirium. She raised her head and looked at her with a bemused expression. "Esther, did you see that?" Mercy asked with vitality. "What?" she asked surprised and flashe
Mrs Wabua, the most loved and meritorious lady whose family dwells amongst the residents of the flats on the third floor seems to have lost the brimful kind of energy she'd always had every morning. As she stretches out her legs on her huge four-poster bed whose comfort she had felt for many years appears to have lost every pleasure around her. With her hands on her laps, she turned her cold face to her loving husband who was still harnessing his sleep with a good measure of snores loud enough to chase away the demons. The expression on her face is out of the ordinary. She stares in space for a relatively long time in contemplation and looks perturbed. The clock chimed. Slowly she lifted her face and gazed at the wall clock. Realising that it was 7:00 am, she imprints a morning kiss on her compa
Mrs Wabua was still dressing up when someone knocked on the door. Quickly she slipped in her silk dress with muted shades of red and her slippers and went to get the door. She turned on the handle and the door opened with a creak and saw Clare standing at the entrance. "Yes, dear, it's you." She said and smiled, drawing her closer. She stroked her hair and greeted her with love and affection. "How are you, my sweetheart." "Fine aunt." She responded and blushed and then pursued, "I came to inform you that breakfast is served." "Ok," she said and called her husband who was still having a bath, "Sweetheart, you better hurry up for breakfast." Ta
Suddenly there was a vibrating beep on Richard's phone. His countenance altered in suspicion. Shadowing its screen by cupping his hand he held it close and flicked on it. It was Julie's message. "Richard, where are you? I am waiting outside." Richard instantly shook with fear. The knowledge that Julie was capable of rummaging everywhere to get close to him agitated him. His knees shook. He peeked at his company and then lifted his neck and peered through the window but it was impossible to trace her unless he moved outside. "Honey, let's get going," Jina said after waving to her hosts dismissively. In her opinion, she had overstayed her welcome. Richard felt a flutter of panic in his stomach. She flicked her eyebrows in a gesture and smiled, put her hand around his waist and they went out. "What was that?" Mrs Wabua reckoned a
Jina swells with anger and sits in silent contemplation. She was so ticked off that she no longer had the guts to proceed to the boutique. "This day is fatally flawed." She thought and fear crept up on her. As she reflected on the odd scene minutes earlier, she shrunk and was wrenched by fear. Then she twisted to look at Richard who seemed to be lost in thought. "We can't go ahead, honey. I sense danger in the nook. She said, squeezing his arm."Give me the car keys, I will drive. " Richard is quiet and miserable that his plans had flopped. He too was scared of what might have happened to him. Jina clasped the keys and occupied the driver's seat. "What a loss!" He muttered and peeked at Jina. He was speechless and gutless and decided to be led as a dumb sheep. Jina 'started the car and made a turn and drove slowly along the lane.
WARNING!!! This chapter involves explicit scenes. Read it at your convenience. He released his grip and held her beautiful face in his arms and kissed her. Jina's body trembled and she swung her arms around him and gripped him tightly. Cautiously, Richard peers through the mirror. It was all clouded by mist. It was dark outside and there was nothing to prohibit them."Honey, "Jina started"Uh-huh""Do you feel the coldness too?""No, it's hot inside." He smirked"What?""Yeah, it's very hot!" Jina heaved. She felt a sudden clutch of anger thinking that her approach had failed and her face drained of colou
Jina was now in a relaxed mood and drove slowly as she neared the mansion.“Finally we are here!” she said enthusiastically pulling on the brakes at the portal. She had been counting down to their approach for some time. Richard whose face was raddled sighed heavily in relief.“Whew! It's been quite a long day.”“But not a bad one, huh?” She said trying to cultivate a smile from him. Richard smirked.“ It only gets better with your inspiration, my dear.”“No, you are always.” He said and shifted position and faced him. Her eyes shone with a bright dazzle. She reached for his arm that was poised on the chair. Richard waited in anticipation as his wif