#THE_MINISTER’S_SON
EPISODE 9
“St©p crying my love, I un-derstood, besides, it’s a good thing to die in the hands of the person you love.” I tried to comfort her, I knew Serena loved me, Judas was wrong. I now believed in the young Brian, I shouldn’t have judged her so soon.
“Every time I remember that day I cry, how could I threaten to kill my own husband? Forgive me David.” She said between sobs.
“You did it out of desperation, Serena?” She wiped her tears to look at me.
“Yes my love.” Her voice was weak with emotions. She looked so innocent on her face, she was an Angel, ones more de-ep within me I swore never to let her go, I would die for our love.
“Forgive me, I should have told you everything , I never wanted to marry Joyce, they f0rç£d me.” I felt so sad, so agitated about it.
“Its ok my love, your mother explained everything to me, I cried a lot, my love?” She looked into my eyes.
“Yes sweetheart.”
“Am the one to be forgiven, I will never allow anyone to separate us.” That is when Serena revealed my betrayer, it was ha-rd to believe but I trusted her. Judas, my best friend had visited Serena a couple of days before the wedding, I had alre-ady lied to Serena that I was in Mombasa and he knew it too, I hid nothing from him.
“I decided to come alone today.” Judas had told Serena.
“Yeah, David told me he was s£nt to Mombasa on Monday urgently.” Serena explained. Her words were met by Judas’ laughter. “Why do you laugh?” She was curious.
“Because you have been fooled.” Judas confessed between traces of laughter.
“Fooled? Can’t get it Judas, what do you…”
“David is in Kenya, right in this city, preparing for his wedding.”
“Wedding? What do you mean?”
“David and Joyce Ndegwa , the minister’s daughter will be having their wedding next week.” Serena was so shocked, she told me that her heart made one prolonged pause, her breath deserted her, she thought she would die.
“You mean David? My fiancee?” By then she was in tears.
” The fact is that David and you is like day and night, he is so rich, so prestigious to marry a peasant like you.” Judas had convinced Serena on how I couldn’t marry her, he despised the idea. He lied to Serena that I had deceived her,just to use her. He also told her that I had a plan of killing her to eradicate any interference to my wedding with Joyce. Serena was so hurted, she felt so desperate, she had decided to keep everything from her mother, she vowed to forget all about me. The killing of her mother on my wedding day proved Judas right, she then trusted his words. Even the day Brian and I visited her home, Judas called her and told her to be careful. Her story was so unbelievable, what exactly was Judas after? He was my best friend. I had always trusted him.
“If it were not your mother, I wouldn’t have known the truth David.” She concluded sadly. Tears were forming again in her eyes. I felt for her, my mind was on Judas, I would make him pay for everything.
Serena had come to get me out, by 17:00hours we were getting into the restaurant. Brian and Serena were alre-ady good friends. Serena loved Brian, she liked him rather, loving might make jealous. My mother was a hero to me, she was an Angel in my life, how had she done it? Getting Serena back into my life was a gift that I swore to pay for one day. How I wish she is still alive to re-ad my story.
Brian accompanied us upstairs as my mother was left talking to the Mananger. I badly nee-ded a shower, I as well nee-ded to change my clothes.
I opened a room for Brian as Serena and I got into our favourite one, our world of love.
“I badly nee-d a shower hunnie.” I said un-bu-ttoning my shi-t.
“Will shower with you, you mind?”
“It suits me best, let’s pray we don’t spend our night there.” I joked.
“If the shower becomes so sweet then I won’t mind a night or two there, provided my husband is beside me in it.” She k!$$£d me and un-bu-ttoned the remaining bu-ttons of my shi-t.
” Let’s undress the king first.” She joked.
“And the queen follows! Long live the queen!”
“Long live the king!” She responded pu-lling my trou-ser to the floor. She looked at my erection and smiled shyly. I had tried to hide it but my joystick proved n@ûghty, misbehaving, waking up when it ought to be asleep. I smiled back.
“Shower first!” I yelled removing her red t©p and the trou-ser followed. We were in our p@n-ts as we embr@ce ones more.
She held around my n£¢k and k!$$£d me , a pas-sionate k!ssthat made my blood run h0t. I discovered how much I nee-d something, yes, I nee-ded it. I held her p@n-t but before I pu-ll-ed it down, there c@m£ a loud knock from the door. I tried to ignore it but it persisted. I had no otherwise than to wra-p a towel around my w@!st and head to the door.
“Am coming, who is it? Brian? What the hell do you…” I pu-ll-ed the door open and Joyce Ndegwa stormed in…
“Joyce? What are you doing here?”
“Where is that moron?!” She barked. There was no doubt that someone had told her Serena was with me.
“Come on Joyce! What do you mean?” I asked standing on her way towards the be-d room. I was still confused on what to do. My fear and confusion increa-sed when I saw her re-move a pistol from her small handbag. She pointed at me.
“F–k off from my way or I will fire some bullets into your head!” She threatened s£nding a bullet to the ceiling. I knew what she meant, to find Serena and kill her at ones. She had to kill me first, I would never loose Serena again.
“What do you want Joyce? plea-se drop the gun.” I begged but my words hit on deaf ears.
“You leave me on a cold be-d to move in with an illiterate harlot?! Today she must die!” She fired another bullet thus shaking every p@rt of me.
“Don’t beg her David.” Serena was behind me, she had left the changing room where she was listening from.”Let her kill both of us, even in death we will still be together.” I saw her bit her lowerl-ip, she now pointed the gun at Serena. All of us froze on our grounds. I gained some courage and made a step backward so that I was now standing beside my Serena. I put my right hand around her shoulder and she leaned her head on me.
“Listen to me Joy, I love and loved Serena, my Dad and your Dad f0rç£d me to marry you. Go ahead and kill us, we love each other.” I was emotional. I didn’t fear to die with Serena in my hands, she was all I nee-ded in the world. “You idiot! Am your real wife! Your legal wife!” She barked.
“Serena is my wife, she carries my kid in her wo-mb! Just udersta…”
“I carry your kid! David! Why do this to me?! Why destroy my happiness..” She was weeping bitterly and I thought it was the best time for me to get to her and get the gun. I made a step forward.
“Give me the gun plea-se, we nee-d to..”
“St©p! Harlot!” I saw her ti-ght£ñ herl-ips, place her f!nger on the trigger and pu-ll it. I have never been able to un-derstand how I did it but before I knew it, I had jumped and pushed Serena on the floor. The bullet was directed towards her che-st, I had saved her but thats how I got the scar I have at the back of my shoulder. The bullet caught me but I saved my Serena. The blood was spilling on the floor. I felt a lot of pain, Serena was furious as she stood from the floor to face Joyce who had a gun pointed at her. I tried to st©p Serena, I tried to beg Joy not to kill her but none of them seemed interested in what I was saying, each of them was carried away by her furry. Letting Serena die was the last thing I would do, I struggled to get up but before I managed, I saw Joyce pu-ll the trigger ones more.
#THE_MINISTER’S_SON
EPISODE 10
Letting Serena die was the last thing I would do, I struggled to get up but before I managed, I saw Joyce pu-ll the trigger ones more.
“plea-se don’t! Don’t kill her!” I begged, there was a loud ban-g and Joyce was on the floor. Brian was standing behind her.
“Brian?”
“Sir! Are you alright?” He was concerned as he headed towards me. He gave me his hand and I managed to stand up. Serena was still freezing on her ground, she was obviously tensed after missing her death so narrowly. The fact was that though Joyce had not sh0t her, there was a gunsh0t.
Brian had hit Joyce from behind just before she re-leased the bullet, she was still lying on the floor, her b©dy wasn’t moving too. I was alarmed when I discovered a stream of blood flowing from where she was lying. I requested Brian to turn her so that she faced the ceiling. We were all shocked to discover that the blood was coming from her belly. She had fallen on the gun which had re-leased a bullet in her belly,just near her cord. I saw Brian shake with fear. Each one of us had every reason to tense. She was a minister’s daughter. Before we could think of a plan, around six guards and two cops stepped in. There was no doubt that we were in a real mess.
The guards helped in dressing my wound so that the bleeding would be minimal as the restaurant Secretary was busy wra-pping a white clothe around Joyce’ belly. Joyce was either dead or unconscious. I feared for the worst.
The ambulance took around ten minutes and by 18:00hours, we were in MAMA LUCY hospital. Serena and Brian had accompanied us, more policemen had alre-ady arrived in the restaurant by the time we left for the hospital. I was taken to ward 12A as Joyce was taken to theatre direct , she nee-ded an urgent surgery. Beside me on the hospital be-d sat Serena and Brian.
“Brian.” I started.
“Yes sir.
“Thanks for your courage, you have been my loyal friend, my loyal servant.”
“Its my plea-sure to serve you sir, you have been so good to me and my family, I will live to serve you.” He was emotional.
“You won’t serve me anymore Brian.”
“Sir?” I saw her face turn pale and sad.
“You must take Serena out of this city.”
“My love..” That was Serena.
“The police will soon be looking for both of you, my Dad might also have you killed. I don’t want to loose any of you.”
“Sir? What about you? Where do we go?”
“Dad can’t have me killed, I will face the prison if I have to. You have to go now.”
“No my love, we will leave with you.” Serena was weeping.
“I have to remain here so that no one will come searching for us, I must fight for what the three of us believe in.”
“But sir…”
“Meanwhile I will transfer three million into Brian’s account, it will help both of you, when all is well, I will trace you guys. Now go.” I insisted knowing that the police would come and arrest them anytime .
It was difficult for me to p@rt with Serena, both of us shed tears. p@rting with my loyal servant and friend was not simple too.
“Brian, I trust you so much, you are like a brother I never had. God be with you, I love you Brian.” I felt like weeping.
“Sir..” I saw tears run down his cheeks.”you are my best friend sir I will miss to serve you, may God bless you and protect you.” He said between sobs.
“Take care of my wife and our unborn, Brian.”
“I will sir.”
“Serena?” She was still weeping beside me. She looked at me, her eyes were red. I felt as though I would never see her again.”When you give birth to our kid, name her *Victorious Love* whether a boy or a girl. Always know I love you, we will be together soon.” I k!$$£d her we-tl-ips. I used my f!nger ti-ps to wipe her tears.
“I love you David, plea-se don’t forget us.” She broke into fresh sobs.
“I won’t my love, plea-se take her with you, Brian, before the police comes.” I watched them get out of the room, I doubted if I was to see them again.
Brian and Serena had just left when two armed policemen stepped in. I prayed that they had not seen the two leave.
The two wore ha-rd faces as they approached my be-d.
“David Mutua.” I didn’t respond, just looked at their faces.
“We have a warrant to arrest you and so called Serena for allegedly trying to kill Joyce Ndegwa.” The second police explained or rather informed.
“As you can see, I am un-der medication, I would advise you to wait until I get over my ail.” I was a lawyer and I knew I wasn’t supposed to be arrested in such a condition.
“It is an order David.”
“There is no a bigger order than that in the constitution. I will have my lawyer file a case against you for haras-sing me on a hospital be-d, now get lost.” I la-id my head on the pillow to get some sleep. They were murmuring among themselves.
“David? You are ordered to give us direction on how to Find Serena.” One of them spoke after sometime.
“Who is Serena? You mean Serena Williams? The tennis girl? The star?” One of them cli-cked his mouth and opened the door to leave.
“Guard that idiot, hatatusubua juu babake ni minister, he is just lucky, angenitabua.” He left. He had of course gone to try and trace Serena, none of them mentioned Brian. I opened my eyes to see the confused cop who was standing about three metres away from my be-d. I pitied him, was he a dad to some kids? A son to a certain poor woman? Had he grew from a troubled background? Maybe, maybe not, but then all he knew was to follow orders. Now that I was a minister’s son he was helpless, he couldn’t arrest me. What if he found Serena, the ugly man would knock her down and pu-ll her by her Sk-irt, obviously ex-posing her forbidden fruits in public. I wondered if I would ever forgive such an action, no, not against my Serena. I wondered what would happen to the poor little Brian, the cop would just co-rk his gun and shoot him, Brian would scream in pain, women would run away with their Sk-irts on their heads, their hands on their brea-sts, mourning the death of one of their son. Men would re-ad the newspapers the following morning over their strong tea, headlines *one criminal sh0t to dead after a long struggle with the police* was Brian a criminal? Nob©dy would wish to find out whether he was really a criminal, his life would end there. At least he would make history in his family, at long last his name was in the newspaper, though as a dead Criminal! That’s the nation we lived in, a politician would appear in headlines for having a running stomach or a diarrhoea due to over eating, no journalist would bother to inform of a starving family in his or her neighborhood. A rotten nation. My wish and hope was to be the champion of change. I wanted the gap between us and the poor eradicated.
“Afande, habari yako?” I greeted him, he seemed surprised.
“Fine sir.” I noticed the term sir.
“What is your name?”
“Mohammed Juma.” He sounded so soft, would he sound the same if his fellow cop was there?
“Why do you want to arrest us?”
“Sir, its an order, your Dad was consulted, he gave our s£niors the directions, he wants Serena arrested.” He explained.
He now looked and spoke so innocently.
“Do you think I would harm my own wife? And shoot myself?”
“No sir, it it……mmm….no sir but but….its just an order sir.” He looked completely confused. I asked him about the status of his family, he was a firstborn of eleven siblings, his Dad had died in the post election violence, Juma was the hope of his family, to feed his six young brothers and five sisters, not forgetting his sickly old mother. He was among the kind of people I was fighting for, yet he was guarding me like a criminal just in the name of an order, just to retain his job. The rich used the poor to destroy their fellow poor folks.
“Come near the be-d, I want to give you a story.” He hesitated but he still c@m£ and sat beside me. I narrated to him how I met Serena and everything that had happened to us, by the end of it, he looked more relaxed.
“Am so sorry sir. You are a hero…” Mohammed said in disbelief.
“Don’t be sorry, join me in fighting for your rights, your little ones nee-ds a good nation to grow in.”
“That’s true sir, I all do anything for you. I will join you!” There was no weakness in his voice, he meant his words.
“Thanks, now, how much does the government pay you?”
“Around thirty five sir.”
“Thousands?”
“Yes sir.” His salary was not even close to my Dads sitting allowance in his meetings per day.
“I will pay you double of that every month.” I saw his face brighten with disbelief.
“Sir…”
“You won’t resign, you will remain as a cop.” I gave him instructions, the first step was to trace Serena and Brian and hid them, he would work closely with the other police in finding her so that he would mislead them. Mohammed was also supposed to link Serena and I in case I was imprisoned.
I had just competed giving him the instructions when my phone rang, I checked to find that it was Serena.
“Hello hunnie…”
“David….” She cried painfully. I was startled .
“My my my love? Hello! Serena?”
“Daviiiiii…..
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