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Can’t hold my tears 2 Episode 22 & 23

Tega glared at the two policemen at the counter as she bubbled with anger. “What do you mean 48 hours? My boss is missing and you expect me to wait until after 48 hours? What is wrong with your brains?” She yelled at them
The man on the right glared back at her. “Hey woman, if you no carry your wahala commot for here ehn, I go show you pepper” he returned.
Tega shook her head. “What are you policemen for when you cannot do your jobs; lazy people”
They were about to get a decent retort when their eyes caught someone behind her. She looked back as Maxwell approached, looking like the rich man that he was. Tega hadn’t waited for him but ran into the station while he parked the car, now, noticing that the policemen were grinning at him, she rolled her eyes in annoyance.
“Welcome oga” They murmured, looking at him like he was a rare object of fascination. Tega almost insulted them.
Max smiled at them, glanced at her furious face and gave her a small wink before turning back to the men. “I see there is a small misunderstanding, actually we need you to help us use your expertise in finding my missing friend. She seemed to have just vanished and we are really worried.”
The policemen grinned. “Ehn, that is what she should have said, of course we would help you oga” the one on the left said, rubbing his palms together.
Tega hissed and would have given the guy he response he deserved if her phone hadn’t interrupted. It was an unknown number. She picked up and put it against her ear.
“Hello” she murmured.
“Hello Tega”
Tega slumped against the counter as relief washed over her. The men noticed instantly. “Oh boss” she squealed. “You’ve almost sent me to an early grave with worry. Where have you been?”
“Amara?” Max asked with wide eyes and Tega nodded.
“I am so sorry Tega, some things just came up and I had to… rush off” Amara explained.
“Oh boss, we have been so worried, we went to your house and even checked with Miss Tina. Right now, Mr Babs and I are at the police station”
“What? You got arrested?” Amara squealed over the phone.
Tega almost laughed. “Of course not. We came to report your disappearance”
“Oh… Sorry I put you through the stress. Maxwell is with you?” she sounded stunned.
“Yes” Tega answered, looking at Maxwell who was looking at her with expectation. “You want to speak with him?” She asked. Without waiting for a response, Max took the phone.
“Hello Amara, you gave me quite a scare! I have almost gone crazy”
“Oh my; I am really very sorry” Amara answered. “I just had something really urgent to take care of”
“It is nothing. I am just a big relief to know that you are OK”
“Thanks. I am sorry if I would be an extra burden but I want to bed for a favour please” she murmured. “Actually, I haven’t been able to check on my friend in the hospital and she has the habit of skipping meals. I would be extremely grateful if you could help me out. I know you are extremely busy and…”
“Don’t worry about it. I would take care of her. Just take care of yourself” Max assured her.
Amara sighed. “Oh, I can’t thank you enough. Thanks so much.”
The Senator knocked on the door gently. There were several things that he needed to be doing in Abuja, but he was stuck here, unable to leave when his family was in shambles. His wife had refused to talk to him ever since it was revealed that Alex wasn’t her son. Could he blame her? She had every right to be angry. But he loved his wife. Despite her betrayal and infidelity, he still wished they could make it work.
The door opened gently and Mrs Bello stood there, a shadow of the woman he used to know. She looked lean and strained. “Katherine” he called gently.
Mrs Bello looked at him drily. “I told you I don’t want to see you Bello, stay away from me”
She tried to close the door but he quickly stopped her. “Please Katherine, we can work things out, I am sorry” he pleaded.
“Sorry? You are sorry? I have been begging for your forgiveness for years and you treated me like trash. I was fading away, yet you did not forgive me, but now, here you are, begging for my forgiveness and you expect me to forgive you? Just like that?” She asked, bewildered. She shook her head. “Maybe we are not meant for each other Bello. There is nothing joining us together anymore. The only bond I thought we shared was Alex, but now that the truth is revealed, I think the best thing for us is to go our separate ways”
Mr Bello shook his head. “No Kate. God has joined us together, we can make it work again” he said forcefully.
She shook her head. “Yes, God joined us together, but I am putting asunder” with that, she closed the door firmly.
Amara returned from her mother’s place greatly relieved. She had wanted to spend more time with her mother but knew she had to leave. They had talked about several things and Amara had told Mrs Peters everything, including the appearance of Alex and Mrs Bello but Amara particularly didn’t want to remember the heated conversation they had had about Kelvin. She didn’t like the fact that her mother had tried to defend Kelvin’s actions. The betrayal was still too fresh. She had waited endlessly for her father but he didn’t arrive until she left.
It was already dark when Amara alighted from the taxi. She paid the man and walked into her compound. I can do this! I can be a good mother! She told herself, more confident now. She saw her door and remembered what Tega had told her with a smile. She couldn’t believe Max had actually brought down her door. She shook her head. The door looked the same way she had left it now because Max had called someone to fix it.
She whirled around, shocked as Alex’s voice rang in her ears. He came in through the gate, walking rapidly towards her. Oh no! The last thing she needed now was another confusion. She gritted her teeth. “What do you want Alex? I thought I made it perfectly clear that I never want to see you again.” She folded her arms across her chest.
“I know, but I couldn’t stay away. I am sorry”
“What do you mean by that nonsense? Leave my house this instant Alex or you’ll regret it” she warned.
“I can’t Amara… I… I just saw him” he stated, looking almost pale, like he had just seen a ghost.
Amara tapped her feet against the floor impatiently. “You just saw who?”
“Our son Amara”
Amara stilled.
“Our son isn’t dead Amara, I just saw him”
Her fingers shook as she moved a bit closer to Alex. “W… where?”
“He is with your father”
Amara frowned. “Father? Which father” was he involved in this too.
“Your father, the police man” he stated. “Oh my! He looked just like me, I couldn’t believe it. Someone told me that he might be alive but I never believed it, not until I saw him today, walking with your father.” Alex’s eyes watered as if overtaken with emotions. “He had my face and looked so handsome, oh Amara, I thought it was a dream”
Amara gripped the burglary to keep her feet steady. She had hoped that her son wouldn’t look like Alex, not even in the slightest. Her desire to see her son increased, it didn’t matter if she had to beg Alex for this. She didn’t know if she could wait for Kelvin to bring him. She had to see her son, hug him and kiss him.
“Do you think it is destiny?”
Her brain snapped back. “What?” She couldn’t put together what he was talking about.
“Maybe we are meant to be together Amara” Alex stated and Amara’s brows drew together. “Only recently, we found out that we are not siblings, now, the child we though was dead, we discover that he is actually alive. Don’t you think this is destiny bringing us together?” Amara could only stare at Alex as his gaze grew intense. “I have not been happy since you left years back Amara. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I had developed feelings for you and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I… love you Amara”
Amara was finding it hard to close her mouth. “This couldn’t be happening, could it?”
“I am sorry for all the hurt I caused you… I will make it up to you Amara, I swear it. We can make this work Amara. We can be happy again. You and I, together with our son” he drew closer, standing dangerously close. “We can be a big happy family. Please marry me Amara… please”
With her mouth still open in shock, Amara watched as Alex went down on his knees before her.
Do you support what Alex said: “Maybe we are meant to be together Amara……….. Don’t you think this is destiny bringing us together?”
Who get upper hands to marry Amara between Max, Kelvin and Alex?
Who’s the right person for Amara?
Amara looked down at Alex’s upturned face, her eyes going large in their sockets. He was looking at her with what looked like… expectation? She couldn’t place that look on his face, but then, he was there before her, on his knees, gazing at her like she held the ticket to his last supper. Amara took two steps away from him to see him clearly. It was all too unbelievable. She had imagined this time countless number of times; had even given up, thinking it would never happen, but then, some dreams do come true. What was before her was definitely a dream come true!
“Are you truly doing this Alex? I thought this wouldn’t happen during my lifetime” Amara gasped out.
Alex swallowed as what looked like hope flared in his eyes. “I should have done this a long time ago Amara. I should have done this before marrying you that time, to make the proposal… memorable.”
Amara suddenly laughed heartily. “Did you think I was referring to your stupid proposal?” She hissed. “I was referring to this” her eyes ran over his kneeling form. “I thought I would never see you kneeling before me. Wow! This month is full of surprises”
“But… but…”
“But what?” Amara threw back. “Oh… you thought you could bring your pencil legs down here, murmur a few senseless words and I would jump into your arms, all grins and kisses? You are more stupid than I thought you were Alex” she declared, then her eyes took a slow perusal of his kneeling form and a slow grin spread across her face. “I must say, you present a rather interesting sight Alex. I had imagined this scenario where you would be kneeling before me but… reality is surely way better than my imaginations” Amara said, grinning.
Alex jumped to his feet, scowling as anger took over him. “What is the meaning of this? Are you making fun of me now?”
Amara laughed. “Fun?” She gasped out, then sobered a little. “You are yet to see fun. I will show you the real meaning of fun if you don’t get your sly arrogant overbearing self out of my sight. Oh! Because I have become somebody, you think you can crawl back into my life, presenting an innocent pretentious face the same way you did in the village, ehn?” She walked up to him slowly. “Newsflash Alex, I am not as foolish as you obviously are” she declared.
Boiling with rage, Alex opened his mouth to respond but a voice from behind halted him.
“What is going on here?”
Amara looked up and gasped. It had been years, but even at that, she couldn’t deny that the person before her was Mr Sinja – her biological father. Who else from her past hadn’t she seen? She wondered as he walked forward. Unlike someone who was a police officer, he looked like someone who had enjoyed financial stability over the years. Ignoring what Alex just said, she really didn’t have anything against Mr Sinja because he was equally a victim of Mrs Bello’s deception, besides, she wasn’t certain Alex was telling the truth. “What… are you doing here sir?” she breathed quietly.
Mr Sinja’s eyes stayed on her for several seconds before moving to Alex. His face, which was cool initially drew back as a deep frown took its place. “What are you doing here?” He asked Alex.
The question seemed odd because they both had no business being there. She stared at the two men in confusion. Yes, she recalled that the two men would have met at some point but she couldn’t decipher why Mr Sinja was frowning at him so much.
Alex also returned the glare with equal measure. “I believe I have every right to be wherever I want, you clearly…” he glanced at Amara, then back at Mr Sinja, “… are the unwanted party” he declared.
A slow deadly smile graced Mr Sinja’s lips, not reaching his eyes as he walked up to Alex. “You don’t want to play with me boy. If you as much as move an inch closer to my daughter, I will crush you. Never forget who I am boy, and what I represent” Alex shifted slightly beneath Mr Sinja’s penetrating glare. Amara looked from one man to the other, in utter confusion. Was she being delusional or was there a vague tension in the air? It was like there was a quiet unspoken secret which threatened to break free at the slightest provocation. She didn’t like Mr Sinja defending her like a small kid of two years but currently, all she could do was stare at the two men who seemed to be fighting an unspoken battle.
Remembering what Alex told her about her son, she instantly opened her mouth. “Sir, Alex just told me that you have my… son” she instantly murmured. For some weird reasons, she prayed that Alex had lied. Maybe because she didn’t want to hear that her father had also been a party to the injustice that was done to her.
Not taking his eyes off Alex, Mr Sinja responded. “Of course! I would expect nothing less from him.”
So it is true! Amara swallowed the hurt that overtook her but it still bubbled to the surface. “So you are also party to this? You helped Kelvin take my child away? This is something else” she ranted as her voice increased. “How can you call yourself my father and do this to me? Must you both think you know what is best for me? Oh wow! Just when I thought Alex was the worst thing that happened to me, you both prove me wrong”
Mr Sinja’s head turned to her sharply and his frown seemed to deepen. “So you think he isn’t the worst thing that happened to you now?” He asked, as if stunned. He glanced at Alex, who was beginning to look agitated, then back at Amara’s angry face. “Looking at how angry you are with Kelvin, I take it that he didn’t tell you what really happened years back” he said.
Amara would have snorted if she hadn’t been thought respect. “What else is there to tell?” She asked painfully, reliving the horrid tale that Kelvin had told her . “I gave birth and he kidnapped my child, claiming that he was saving me from the torture of mothering a product of incest. What more is there to tell?”
Mr Sinja smiled drily as he glanced at Alex. “I guess he didn’t tell you of the role Alex played in that decision” he stated.
Amara started as she looked horrified from Mr Sinja’s face to Alex’s pale face. “I should probably leave” he said hastily and turned but Mr Sinja grabbed him.
Alarm bells rang in Amara’s head, telling her that she wouldn’t like what she was about to hear. “Alex had something to do with this?” She gasped out.
Mr Sinja glanced at her as if she wasn’t using her head properly. “He practically had everything to do with it” he answered before turning back to glare at Alex. “Alex here, paid the doctor to have your child killed if he comes out alive”
The earth stilled beneath Amara’s feet as the words reechoed in her head. She stared, mouth agape at the two men before her in horror.
“That’s a lie” Alex yelled palefaced.
Why then did he look so shaken and exposed? Why was he sweating so profusely? “You deny it? The testimony of the doctor might awaken your senses.” Mr Sinja said and Alex shifted uncomfortably. “The doctor fortunately, was a friend to Kelvin and he confided in Kelvin. Kelvin told me and my immediate decision was to get Alex behind bars but then, Kelvin had made me see the folly of such an action. The senator, to protect his name and political ambitions would have stopped at nothing until he got Alex out of police custody. Despite the fact that the senator is a honourable man, I can’t put it past him to do that, besides, he got you both married secretly just to protect his name.” He paused and shook his head. “With Alex free, the child and the doctor who betrayed him wouldn’t be safe because he would still try to kill the child for the mere fact that he is a product of incest. It was then that Kelvin suggested that he keep the child. Coupled with the fact that you might come to hate the child for what he represents, he decided that it would be better for everyone if the child remained a secret. He did it to protect you and the child.”
Mr Sinja’s gaze burned into her pale stricken face as he continued fiercely. “I am sure he didn’t tell you about Alex’s betrayal because he wanted to reduce your pain. Kelvin might have his flaws Amara, but no one can love you as much as he does. He has sacrificed so much for you dear and it hurts to see him so shattered now”
Amara couldn’t breathe properly. Tears flowed down her eyes like a river. She had made mistakes, ones she regretted severely. She had felt so betrayed all her life, but now… now, she had betrayed the very person who didn’t deserve it. She had betrayed the one person who had been there, standing by her and protecting her, even in her absence. The one person who had loved her unconditionally, even when she hadn’t returned his love. She felt sick! So sick, she felt she wouldn’t be healed! Naturally, she should be clawing out Alex’s eyes now for what he had done, or almost done. But all she could do what think about that look on Kelvin’s face. She had yelled at him, even slapped him over and over and over, she remembered in horror. He had done nothing. Oh God!!!
She barely noticed as Alex stormed out of her compound furiously.
“You ready to meet your son?” Mr Sinja asked and the words rang out loud and clear. For the second time, she felt winded. Her tongue vanished as she couldn’t even open her mouth to utter the needed words. Her feet threatened to give way beneath her. Mr Sinja smiled softly and placed a gently hand on her shoulder. He put his phone in his ear and whispered. “Bring Sam inside”
Sam? Amara’s breath came out in gasps as tears spilled out of her eyes. Kelvin had remembered. She has told him that she loved her son to bear that name. He had remembered! Tears blurred her eyes as the gate opened and a young lady came in holding the hand of a boy. Mr Sinja held her firmly as her knees unbuckled. My son! My son!!
Her gaze cleared and she truly saw her son. He was looking back at with deep concentration and curiosity. A brief acknowledgement seemed to flash across his face. “Mummy?” He breathed inaudibly.
Amara left where she was instantly, walking like a crying robot towards her son. She bent and knelt before him, coming to his height. He stayed in front of her, watching her cry until, unable to hold it much longer, Amara pulled him into her arms. “My son…” she sobbed. “Oh my son” she crushed him to herself, as she cried her heart out. But this time, not tears of pain but of joy.
Alex hit the steering over and over again as he drove furiously away from Amara’s house. He couldn’t believe it. Couldn’t believe the disgrace and humiliation! He wished he could make the policeman pay for what he had done. How could he have made a fool out of him? Years back he had thought the doctor had carried out his dictates, that he no longer had an abomination in his life but finding out months back that the child was alive had shaken him beyond reason and he had been searching for the child ever since only to find out that he was with Mr Sinja. Unable to face the wrath of the policeman, Alex had chosen to ignore the child’s existence, but after finding out that Amara wasn’t really his sister, he had thought of the child as the perfect way to get her. His threat to Mrs Bello had had little or no effect at all because Amara held too much hatred for the woman. But now, everything had been ruined. He swore under his breath.
His phone rang, and without looking at it, he picked the call. “Hello” he barked.
“You this stupid man, you would come home to meet me” Lisa’s voice rang loud and clear in his ear. “You left this place to pursue Amara right? I would show you pepper. I even sent a note to her telling her to leave my husband alone, not knowing you are the idiot pursuing her. Your daughter is here, sick. If anything happens to my child ehn, I would personally kill you, skin you and give your bones to the dogs. Stupid fool” the phone went dead.
Alex gritted his teeth and dropped the phone furiously. He closed his eyes briefly as he gripped the steering. Now, he knew that he was officially in hell. As he opened his eyes, alarm flared in his eyes as he came face to face with a truck. The truck blared its horn, sending him to more panic. He swerved his hand but was too late as his car crashed headlong with the oncoming truck.


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