Chapter 40: Chapter 40

Chapter 40 Ella’s feelings for Brian

Brian cuddled the baby who had been crying for a time too long now. Ella was busy making his food in the kitchen. Suddenly the baby quietened and started sleeping once Brian stood up and paced around the room. He had been frequenting her house since the child birth and helping her out in the parenting duties. Although he wasn’t happy grandma was lying helpless in the hospital, he fancied the fact that she wasn’t around to stop him from visiting Ella, better still she wasn’t around the day he helped Ella put to bed.

When Ella came with the food she smiled at her baby who was in Brian’s arms, sleeping innocently and effortlessly. She dropped the food on the table, collected the baby from Brian and about to lay him in his bed, he shook his legs and started off with a dull cry.

“Shhh,“ she tried to nurse him yet it was useless; he had increased even the more, throwing his arms and legs this way and that way. And she was forced to return the baby to Brian. In a matter of seconds the baby quietened and resumed a sweet fresh sleep again. Ella and Brian flashed a smile at each other as Ella sat, admiring as he cuddled him in the kindest of ways. As she smiled on she imagined her late husband, Khally carrying their baby and making him sleep; his body being the only charm that can stop their baby from crying just like Brian’s. She had slept all alone the nights past and in all of it she had cuddled the pillows and often spoke to them as if she were speaking to Khally. She could go on speaking with the pillows and undressing herself, staring at khally’s picture by the side of her bed, touching her breasts, stroking her body in the sexiest of ways , using the dildo in her vagina and calling Khally’s name in moans, and feeling hugely satisfied before falling asleep. Sometimes she felt like asking Brian to see if she was mentally okay. It wasn’t easy for her to move on after the demise of her man. The cruelest moment of life had happened to her after and she sometimes felt like parting herself, and disappearing into obscurity. Somehow she had come to see Brian as her man but she would love to take things easy; just one step at a time.

“What are we eating for dinner?” Brian asked her as he stretched the edges of the bed spread. Since grandma was admitted at the hospital he had been spending some of his nights in Ella’s flat.

She smiled wondering what Brian took her for; her lover or one of their widow laborers. After Brian helped her put to bed she had developed soft spot for him- there was nothing to hide from him anymore- for he had seen her nakedness in its totality. She agreed to take one step at a time and study Brian’s love for her- for she had come to believe that no man would do all he had done for her without being in love with her.

“Why don’t we eat rice and chicken sauce,” suggested Ella.

“Ok nice recipe, we will prepare it right away.”

“How do we prepare it?” asked Ella, blushing at him. “I don’t have the condiments. I can’t afford such food.” She said, admiring Brian’s concern towards her and hoping things would not change for them.

“I am not asking if you can afford it or not. I am just asking because I know I can go into our store and fetch anything we want.”

She fancied the way at which he used ‘We’ and she perceived he was already seeing her as his girl; a part and not an option. After the demise of her late husband, Brian had proven to her that good men existed; men that could go all the way to put the moon under your feet. But she was scared her feelings for him may not be welcomed by either Brian or his grandma.

“I will go fetch the condiments right away,” Brian said and stood to dash out.

“Don’t stay too long. I am, waiting,” she pled and blushed remarkably. Of a truth the love she had for him was becoming so obvious that she might open up to him in no distance time, and let him know how he had stamped his name in her heart and made her fall for him; if not for his presence she would have died giving birth. She would love to take things to the next level regardless of the age difference and class; she knew when such matters would arise grandma would kick against it, and she was ready now to face grandma squarely just to prove her love for Brian.

Ken was much on time at the station, as he sat to have his first time with Mr. Fanny since he was arrested for drug trafficking.

Immediately Mr. Fanny who was being led by a police, walked into the room with handcuffs on his wrist, he blinked uneasily as one who was frustrated already. He sat opposite ken and stared straight into his eyes.

Ken struggled to lock eyes with him for he know he had wanted his wife some hours ago, even his daughter Kate was in the pipe of his admiration. “I am your lawyer. Some days ago I did a nice job for your daughter Kate, who almost went to jail.”

His face brightened up in anxiety, “How is she? How is my daughter?” he asked him.

“She is fine. She wasn’t sentenced to jail,” replied ken, noticing as Mr. Fanny breathed hard. “I have come to replicate that same victory for you.”

“Are sure we are going to win this one?” Mr. Fanny asked coldly and played with the handcuffs on his wrist.

“I am giving you my words,” said Ken, “If you cooperate with me you will come out clean and fresh.”

“Mr. Fanny shook his head in disappointment, “What if my going to jail will stop our enemies from coming for us.”

The unexpected was about to happen.