Wretchedly Rich

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 27

Olamma slept in Chimuanya’s room. Each time the little girl was fast asleep she’d go into the empty bedroom next to theirs and lock herself up; no one knowing when she did—

“It’s time you acted out, Nari. Time isn’t on our side.”

Nari acknowledged his presence.”Papa,” she bowed before him.

“Why haven’t you carried out the task you were given? Do you know that I am a man with no patience?”

Nari swallowed her at his voice. “Papa, I am making them trust me first. I cannot strike without doing that.”

“And the boy?” He asked.

“The boy, well, I am yet to have him drained.”

Her father chuckled. “This trust you speak of, haven’t they trusted you yet?”

“They have, papa.”

He thundered, “Then start acting!”

Olamma trembled at his voice as he was no more. She walked back to her room, quietly, shut the door in a way no one would hear and made back to the bed. She noticed Chimuanya wasn’t in the same position that she had left her—this she ignored—and went back to sleep.

The little girl had heard everything and was determined to tell her parents. She woke up and headed straight to their room, as she made to tell and began vomiting.

“Chimuanya!” Her mother jumped out of bed as her father followed.

“Chimuanya, ogini?”

Their child was vomiting blood.

Her mother held onto her, yelling her name, as the little girl gave up right there in her arms.

TO BE CONT’D ?