HYMN OF PAST BXB

If you see her gor the time, you will think that an angel just dropped from heaven. Her vivid brown eyes wandered on her brilliant chocolate spotless face. Unlike other women who make their hair short during gestation, she has maintained her braided hair. If you observe her from a distance you could see her enlarged tummy from her curvy figure that formed in her nightdress. Lisa now stands on a mat at the middle of her living room. She looks extremely stressed. But what is leading to her unrest?

A well furnished living room with a three sofas two on the opposite sides while the other placed to face the television and stereo table at the far end of the house, near a door that to the staircase room. The other is just near the large arch shaped entrance towards the dining room and kitchen. Where as the last one id is near the balcony door. The moonlight can be observed penetra from the large windows found on the right side of the house which faces the east.

At the left sofa sits an old man, probably in his mid sixties. Near him sits an old lady who seems to be in her late fifties. Both have grey curly hair but still look healthier and younger. Their faces are not full of wrinkles as they always say, wrinkles come earlier in a troubled man's life. The man is smiling whereas the lady is frowning that her cheeks are swollen. Inside her throat someone can see ire burning like fire.

"Can i bring you some juice?" a young lady wearing a white costume asks.

"Yes little Suzy," the old man named Jesse answers with enthusiasm.

"Ok, sir!" she says as she leaves for the kitchen.

"Tell me now, where is your husband at this time? It is near midnight," the lady known as Milly asks Lisa angrily.

"How will i know then?" she asks her extremely frightened and her voice faint.

"That is what you can tell you mom-in-law?" she tells her raising her voice up high. Frightened by this, the maid's hands grow weak. She almost drops the tray she is carrying. Were it not for Jesse's help, all the expensive glassware would have crushed into rubble. He takes it and puts it on the coffee table near them. He takes his seat back. Milly notices her husband's swiftness and calmness hasn't changed much with age. She is proud of taking good care of him.

" See what you've caused, Milly," he tells her, tenderly caressing her back. He hopes to lower her temper this way.

"Ok, my sir, I have heard. Let me shut up my mouth. But you are the one spoiling this kids. Or maybe they've grown into adults and forgot what i taught them. How can someone, a manager work till late in the night from early at dawn. Can't you see the red flag here? I'm trying to help her but you can't see. Time will tell," she says now with a much lower voice as she serves her husband with some juice.

Lisa's phone creeks. It is a message.