LOGINLittle did Mr Idaho knew that his boss was the father of the young damsel he yielded to her seduction many years back. The damsel had later lied to her parents that she was ravished by hoodlum who violently seized her. After her death due to unforeseeable misfortunes, her father hunted for the ravisher which was his loving and loyal inferior.
View MoreSoon policemen arrived at the crime scene, trying possible best to investigate and capture the criminal that perpetrate such barbaric act to a little girl. Though the deed had been done but Idaho assured himself that the perpetrator would not go unpunished.He had hurriedly taken his daughter to the nearby hospital and had had a call with the police, informing them about the notorious incidence.The police thoroughly ransacked the building and when there wasn't any traces being left by the perpetrator, a detective went to the gatekeeper for further investigation. In a sorrowful state, Mr Sultan was treading with short steps forward and backward with his hands tied to his head. 'I'm detective Dickson and I'll like to ask you few questions' he picked up a jotter to put down the statements he could obtain from him and they both walked toward an area in the compound where they could listen to themselves properly. 'So, I'm lis
How Bartholomew who was commonly referred to as Ba got the direction to Idaho's house at the first place baffled Idaho, despite how he tried so hard to dodge him. But since Ba and Venn were already running an affair and Ba knew of Idaho and Venn's friendship, the possibility of him getting Idaho was finely laid before him. Albeit, he didn't report anything concerning Idaho's affair to his partner for the fear of being hindered from carrying out his secret mission. He was actually waiting in peace for the right time, and when the right time came, happiness filled his strength.Mr Makelele laid in long time coma, as the shock he suffered was too extreme for him. Although, the medical doctor attending to him had told his family to be rest assured and the chief would come back to his consciousness and right senses. His wife had left him on the bed, while she travelled out for his usual business trip, she installed two people to be in charge of him and Hannah relocated to her
Due to unforeseeable circumstances that arose, Simbi became a citizen of south Africa, where she delivered her first child, Hannah. Since she delivered, she often fall sick in which she normally spend lengthy days on the sick bed. This tragedy went on for years and often times when Simbi fell sick and it's been reported to her father, Mr Makelele, he would sometimes collapse and be rushed to the hospital.Mr Makelele, Simbi's father and Idaho's boss at work never knew Idaho as the Father of his granddaughter, since Simbi had told him she was ravished by a thug, he didn't bother to investigate thoroughly on who the rapist was.Hannah, Simbi's daughter and the granddaughter of Mr Makelele, inherited her mother's youthful beauties. She was exactly her mother's carbon copy and all she took from her father was just his intelligence. Hannah was extremely intelligent and at the same time, inquisitive, a week would never fade away without her asking of her father. A
Months came and left, still, there's wasn't a reply from Venn, as Idaho kept bringing it to her remembrance, the more she forgets or perhaps, she neglected it. It dawned on Idaho that he had to close the case, perhaps, her endless muteness towards the issue conveyed her negativeness. Idaho wondered if that was how love stories work, his previous relationship was no where to be compared to his potential relationship, apart from being short lived, the love fountained from one end, it wasn't from the both of them. Just when he started putting away the proposal's reply off his mind, he dreamt that Venn flourished in ecstasy when he ringed her finger. He woke up to curse whatever it's called dream. He wondered how the girl that doesn't say anything relating to the proposal would just appear in his dream with happiness after he had wore her a ring. After the dream had paid him a visit and change remains dormant, he had to ask a preacher in his street about the author of dreams, perhaps, h





