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[STORY] The Minister’s Son (Episode 9)

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EPISODE 9

I left the restaurant with just hundred naira. what those ladies did to me showed that they have no conscience. They didn’t consider the fact that I’m a student. I still thanked God that the hundred naira left with me would be enough for me to take a bus back home. After lecture for that day, Sharon reminded me of our tutorial and I assured her that it would hold. she said she would be coming to my place by 6pm. I left the school immediately to prepare myself before she comes. I made sure that everything in my room were well arranged. I placed the two plastic chairs in a spot where it would be comfortable for her, because I don’t think having it close to my bed would be comfortable for her. Just exactly 5:45pm, my phone started ringing. I picked the call when I realized Sharon was the caller. “hello Sharon” i said “hi Christian. I’m on my way now” “okay, I’m waiting” I responded “I will be there in ten minutes” she said “okay” i responded I ended the call and took a deep breath. I assured myself that all would be well. I had prepared for this already so I had nothing to be scared of. 15minutes later, I heard a knock on my door and I knew she was the one. ‘Christian you can do this’. I said to myself as I walked to the door. I open the door and froze at the beauty before me. I stared at her open-mouthed. I knew Sharon is a pretty lady, but didn’t know she is as gorgeous as the lady standing at my door. it was as if she came to intimidate me with her beauty. “will you let me in or keep staring at me” she said when I didn’t say a word after opening the door. “sorry” i said and quickly gave way for her to enter. I locked the door immediately she entered. I could see her admiring the beauty of my room. “wow! you have a nice place” she said “thanks” I responded “please have a seat” I said pointing at the plastic chair in my room. She ignored the chair I was pointing at and went to sit on my bed. I stood at a spot, wondering if I was supposed to sit beside her on my bed or just sit on the plastic chair instead. “won’t you come and sit down let’s start the tutorial” she said when I wouldn’t move from the spot I was standing. “oh sorry” i said and immediately went to sit on the bed. I made sure there was a reasonable distance between us. she brought out her notebook from her handbag and move closer to me. Her closeness made me uncomfortable. I suddenly became nervous. this was what I was trying to avoid. I wouldn’t be able to tutor her if I’m nervous. she flipped through her notebook and showed me a particular topic. “I want us to start from here. this particular topic had been giving me headache.” Her face was very close to mine as she speaks. i tried not to look at her. I wasn’t even looking at what she was showing me. I just fixed my gaze on the two plastic chairs in my room. she noticed I wasn’t looking at what she was showing me. “Christian, are you paying attention to what I’m saying” she asked “yes” I said, directing my gaze to the notebook she was holding. “so where should we start from?” I asked she showed me the topic she wanted me to teach her. “okay you want to learn how to use implicit differentiation to find the marginal rate of technical substitution” I said “yes, but that’s not all. you still have a lot to teach me, but let’s start from there” “okay, where is your pen?” I asked she gave me her pen and move even closer to me, making her head to rest on my shoulder. My room suddenly became too hot for me to stay. A hot sweat rolled from my forehead down to my neck. my heart was pounding faster. “can we start” she asked “okay” I responded “marginal rate of technical substitution is also known as slope of an isoquant” I paused “okay” I continued “An isoquant depicts the different combination of input K and L that can be used to produce a specific level of quantity Q” I paused again “okay” I continued “one of such…….” “Christian!” she cut it “why do you keep saying okay, okay, okay. I already know all what you are trying to explain. I want you to move to the calculation part. that’s where I’m having problem” “you see Sharon”I said calmly “I haven’t been myself since I returned from school today. I have been having terrible headache” “why didn’t you tell me all this while?” she asked she placed her hand on my forehead. “have you taking drugs?” she asked “yes” I responded “you should have told me so that I wouldn’t have come. your health is important and you need to take good care of yourself. maybe I will leave and come back tomorrow” she said I heaved a sigh of relief when she said that. “okay. I’m really sorry” I apologized “you don’t have to apologize. your health comes first” “thanks for your understanding” I said “okay see you tomorrow” she said “see you too” I responded she stood up, carry her bag and left.“Am sorry Madam, he fell on the stairs as he came down to the dressing room.” He said sadly.
“And you didn’t take him to hospital?” She sounded furious.
“We are just from the Family nurse’ room. She has bandaged his dislocated leg and arm, amesema hana ubaya.” He explained, I smiled under the blanked he had covered me with.
“Are you sure he is okay?”
“Yes madam, he has been injected with strong painkillers.” He added.
” OK then, i will take care of him.” She said sadly.
“Am sorry madam, the nurse has suggested that it would be better for him to spend alone, to avoid being touched on his painful hand and leg.” Brian was a real genius, I had not told him about that.
“But he is unwell, he shouldn’t be alone.” She complained.
“No worry madam, am his servant, its my duty to sit here until morning, if anything I will let you know. Can I take you in the guest room if you don’t mind madam?” He was a genius!
“Its ok Brian, thanks for being so nice to us all.” She uncovered my face and pecked my lips.
“Good night David, am sorry.” She said covering me back.
She obviously got into her clothes and followed Brian outside. The mission was accomplished. Brian informed him that for unknown reasons I never wanted my parents to know about my accident. She had no option than to swallow it all.
At around noon the following day we escorted Joyce, my mother sat with the driver as Joy and I occupied the back seats. According to her, my dislocated joints had gone back to their normal form.
We had no much to talk about, my mother had every story for almost every part of the city.
“You see that place? A thief was burnt to ashes two year ago,,,,you see that building, it belonged to my childhood friend who sold it….” Those stories were nice, they kept off the silence in the car.
We drove her to parklands where their home was, she wanted us to enter into her home but I declined it and I was gland my mother declined it too.
“An inlaws home is so sacred to be stepped anytime any day, we shall plan and come, just greet everyone for us my daughter.” My mother was wise too, does it mean she would keep her words and support me?
After saying goodbye to Joyce who made sure she hugged and kissed slightly on my lips, we drove towards Karen where our restaurant was.
“How was everything my son?”
“Just fine mother, you almost put me in trouble.” I complained.
I explained to her how I had to fake an accident, she really laughed at the idea .
“That must have been a great drama, you mean Brian is that sharp?” She was still laughing.
At around 1345 hours, we parked our car, the three of us got into the restaurant , that included my driver.
I noticed some commotions at the counter that captured my attention. There was the manager’s voice on top.
“Yeah, take her away, its an order from the minister.” I was startled to see two guards pulling Serena out. Anger and vengeance struck me.
“I want to see David please,,,” she was crying. Before I knew it……
To Be Continue..

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