A Daughter’s Revenge Episode 35

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🙎 A Daughter’s Revenge EPISODE THIRTY FIVE:

PREVIOUSLY ON A DAUGHTER’S REVENGE:

🕰 10:30 AM ⏰

Yet, KC was still nowhere to be found. Martha had to call to know what the problem was but his phone was switched off.

‘Impossible!’, Martha said while redialing the number. But it was still switched off.

‘What could be the problem? I just spoke with him this morning before I left the house. He agreed to meet with me to go to the bank together for the transaction. So what’s all these now?’, Martha was soliloquising, sweating profusely amid confusion.

Martha quickly dialed KC’s roommate’s number and he picked. She then asked him about KC but the reply she got left her in shock.

‘The worst has finally happened,’ Martha screamed in pain and regret.

THE CONTINUATION:

            ~~🌧Raining Heavily⛈~~

When Martha’s legs could no longer carry her weight anymore, she slumped to the ground.

Martha was in a total confused state of mind. To the extent that she blatantly ignored customers that managed to walk into the shop despite the heavy downpour. As she was not in her right state of mind.

Despite the high activeness of the air conditioning in the shop, Martha was still sweating profusely like a Christmas goat staring at its déath.

It happened that she was alone in the shop that day. As Oga Mba didn’t come to the shop.

Martha had been trying KC’s phone number all to no avail. She had tried it more than 100 times.

Also, Martha had wandered around the whole computer village in search of KC like a missing person. But all her efforts proved abortive. As KC was nowhere to be found.

She had gone to Oga Nduka’s shop more than 50 times asking if KC had done the transfer. No! That was the reply she kept getting each time she visited the shop. She was even lucky that Oga Nduka was not around because he would have banned her from coming to his shop. Because her disturbance that very day was very much. To the extent that Nduka’s sales girls were fed up with her coming.

However, Martha doesn’t want to believe that Kelechi has made away with the môñèy. She refused to believe it despite how hard her mind tried to convince her otherwise.

Martha still nurtured this hope that KC would be back. Because KC was the last person on earth she expected to hurt her to that extent.

🕰1:45pm🕜

Martha was lying face down on the ground, in the pool of her tears, crying bitterly when KC walked into the shop with a drenched body.

Martha did not even notice his presence.

As soon as KC saw Martha’s state, his mind ran into his stomach as he thought something bad had happened to her. He quickly rushed and held her.

‘Baby, what’s the matter with you? What happened? Are you okay?’, he asked so curiously.

When it dawned on Martha that it was KC, she surged up in great speed. She held him tightly, sobbing.

Moments later, she disengaged herself from him, staring deep into KC’s eyes speechless.

‘Baby, what happened? Talk to me. What’s the problem?,’ KC was still asking in great confusion.

Martha stare at KC was a mixture of both happiness and anger all together.

She landed him a hot slap.

‘How dare you do this to me? Do you want to kîll me? You know how important today is in our lives and all of a sudden, you disappeared in thin air with your phone switched off,’ Martha cried.

Kelechi stood up and pulled her up as well. Then hugged and rested her head into his bosom to comfort her.

‘I am sorry for the inconvenience. I left this market very early in the morning to Ibadan to deliver goods to my customer. I thought I would be back before 10:00 am but due to circumstances beyond my control, I couldn’t make it back on time,’ he paused while cleaning her tears with a handkerchief. ‘ I tried reaching you but your number was not reachable. The rain really drenched me. To the extent it got my phone spoiled. The phone has refused to go on again. Even when I took my customer’s phone to call because I know you must be worried, but you did not pick up my calls,’ KC explained.

‘Please don’t do this to me next time. There’s nothing I have not thought of today. To the extent I thought you have made away with the môñèy,’ Martha said, sobbing and panting.

KC could not help but burst into laughter. ‘Come on, baby. You should have known that I cannot do such a thing. I am not that heartless,’ he said and started patting her. ‘I am sorry for making you pass through all this emotional and physical trauma. Please forgive me,’ he pleaded.

Then a glimpse of a smile was gradually returning to Martha’s face again. ’Kane made everything worse for me. I called him and he told me that he hadn’t seen you today. That before he could wake up this morning, that you were nowhere to be found. That he had been calling your phone but switched off,’ she explained.

‘He was still asleep when I left the house this morning. I got the call for the supply around 5:00am this morning. And I quickly came out this morning, arranged the goods and left for Ibadan,’ he added.

‘You really got me scared. Today will go down as one of the days I will never forget in my life,’ she said, still not herself yet.

‘I am sorry. I will make it up to you, I promise,’ he paused. ‘Zenith bank was very close to my customer’s shop in Ibadan. So while waiting for the heavy rain to subside, I quickly used the opportunity to enter inside the bank for the transaction. I have successfully transferred the môñèy to Oga Nduka. This is the transaction receipt,’ he handed it to Martha for confirmation.

TO Be Continued