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The woman in braids gave the strange young lady a seat. She sat on the edge of the comfortable velvet sofa set as if she was afraid of making it dirty. She rested her slim hands on her knees and tried to relax and feel at home as she had been told.
The owner of the house (her supposition) disappeared into a small corridor. The young lady had a look at the room. It was a swish room as far as she could see. A wonderful room she had neither seen nor dreamt of in her life.
At the far end, a 42-inch plasma TV was housed in a resplendent mahogany cabinet. The cabinet door handles were made of gold. On top of the TV was a five DVD changer supplying the room with soft heart-touching love ballets.
Velvet sofa sets surrounded two large round teak tables with legs carved like ivory. The four walls of the spacious room were covered with beautiful exotic Vitenges imported from one of the East African countries.
Beautiful flowers were placed in strategic places making the room have the appearance of a palace. There were many carvings of wild animals, birds and even aquatic life. Most of them were carved from ivory while the rest were made from expensive wood plundered from typical African forests.
Persian Carpet
The Persian carpet covering the floor was soothing her tired soles. The room had so many strange things. She wanted to turn her head and have a better view of it but heard faint footsteps approaching. They came from the main door. Then a man’s voice was heard.
“Is there anybody home?” Then he called, “Susan, I am back.”
The lady heard a key being inserted and the door swung open silently.
“Hey darling, I am back. You …” The man stood in his tracks and peered at the young lady.
“I am sorry,” he said moving towards her and shaking her hand. “Forgive me for making a lot of noise.” He apologized, and then he moved and sat on the opposite sofa set.
“Well I am Machira, what’s yours?” he asked leaning back on the sofa with the aura of an important man.
“Oh! Honey, you are back.” The woman referred to as Susan burst in carrying drinks.
She placed them on a small table, served and invited them to drink. Machira and the young lady gulped their drinks and it was obvious the hot midday sun had made them thirsty. Susan drank hers slowly probably savouring its taste and occasionally smiling at Machira.
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