==THE VILLAGE GIRL== EPISODE 20 Stella opened the door for her. Good morning, Ma. Where is your master? Oga is in his room. Richard came out wearing his long sleeping robe which Cynthia often teased him that he looked like a magician from Middle Earth in it. He finally stopped wearing the garment but he did not allow Cynthia to throw it away like she did any of his wearables she asked him to stop wearing. Oh my god, Richard you look so stressed out. How are you, Vanessa? Richard said. He tried to smile but failed. His entire face was without life, like when one had drank poison and just waiting for death. He sat down and Vanessa quickly joined him in the couch. Richard, you look awful really. Her hand was on his thigh. Richard tried again to smile. It was more productive this time, at least. Im ok. Oh no, you are not. I mean look at you. She reached to straighten the collar of his garment. Richard nodded, projecting a near moronic face. Dont worry, well get you back in no time. Its just a minor complication. Things will be okay. Richard so wanted to ask her what in gods name she was saying or even what she had really come to do, but he dithered. Here, Ma. Vanessa turned to collect the wine glass from Stella. Her face twisted. And you, you are the maid, are you not? Yes. Why did you tell your Madam that your master slept in Mmas room. Is that part of your job, gbo? Stella went still like rock. Richards brows rose at her. Stella, did you say anything to your Madam? Stella was shivering and stammering. After Richard barked at her to go inside and pack her things and she entered the room, Vanessa rubbed Richards chest and told him to calm down and not to get himself all worked up again. So do you know where the girl is now? she asked after Richard had settled back in his seat. I dont know. She doesnt have a mobile, does she? Richard shook his head. Vanessa sighed. This is serious. I must say my friend has acted a bit too irrational. The poor girl was pregnant for gods sake. Her voice went quieter. But then who would blame her? She turned to pick her wine glass. Richard stared at her with expressionless eyes. She was short, yet not small. In fact,one would think twice before calling her short. Maybe on days she wasnt on a high heeled shoe, which was never. She had clean dark skin like Mmas but then, no one could actually tell because like her friend, make-up was her close relative. She sipped from her glass. I think its best we go looking for her. Slight interest permeated Richards face. We should? Vanessa nodded. Yes. But where would we start? We can drive to Jibowu. Thats where those eastern people go to board bus to the East. Those eastern people. Richard wondered if she wasnt from the East herself. She might have gone since yesterday. Maybe. She sipped her wine and dropped the glass. Or maybe not. She could have missed her bus. And no one actually knows if she had enough cash. Ok. Yes. Go change. Ok. He rose. Stella appeared out of the hallway with her bag. Richard counted her salary and gave her. Oga, you must forgive me. I did not-- Will you disappear from this place! Thats how you people go about breaking homes everywhere. Comon, si ebea gbafuo osiso! She hissed and crossed her legs. Richard walked quietly into the room. TO BE CONTINUED 10PM SATISFIED?????
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 18:52:25 +0000
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