Eleonora needed to go to the shop to get somethings, but she really didn't want to tell him, but if she doesn't say anything how would she change.
"Sir?"
"What?"
"I need to go shop"
"For what?"
"I don't need to tell you"
"Oh you were planning to go to the shop looking like that?"
The shirt was soaked through it wasn't covering anything and was freezing because she didn't even think to put trousers on she sank even deeper into his jacket out of embarrassment.
"So you'll buy it for me?"
"Just say it, what do you need?"
"Umm ... I need some women products"
"What women products?"
Why was this man always so clueless, what other products would she be taking about.
"Seriously, don't you know what women go through every month"
"Wait those products, don't worry I'll get them".
When he arrived at the shop he called for a female to assist him in choosing which ones he should buy, in the end he couldn't decide and brought all of them.
As they arrived home she dashed to the toilet and took a shower, patiently waiting outside was Mr Amani, who really wanted to talk and clear the misunderstanding there was no way he could wait until dinner. Eleonora came out dressed comfortably in her black shorts knee length and a black shirt .
"Come here".
He grabbed her from behind, and sat her carefully in his lap, gave her a warm hug tightly embracing her back.
"I did know your father but whatever you're thinking about what happened isn't true".
"How do you know what I was thinking about?".
"I don't know but whatever it was it was enough to scare you away".
"Then I'll only ask you once, how do you know my father?"
"It's a long story".
"I have time".
"I first met you in school, when we were little".
"I remembered that".
"Ah so you remember that fight".
"Yes".
"Well I was young and foolish, and I ended up regretting what I said about your father, after that fight happened he came to our house to apologize for the bruises you gave me".
"Then what?"
"Are you sure you want to know?"
"I have to know eventually".
"Well instead my father thought it was amusing and started laughing and your father looked terrified".
"Let me confirm something right now, did you kill him?"
"What? No, I would never, is that why you ran away? You thought I would kill someone over something as petty as that?"
"Really how could I trust you, for all I know you could be getting even for that fight by keeping me here".
"Is that what you really think, I didn't even know who you were until last night".
"Just tell me then what happened".
"Fine, your father was begging for forgiveness, but my father told him to stand up and said, that if was another boy who had beaten me up, he would have probably have done something, but he found it extremely funny that I had gotten beaten by a girl, and instead he said he wanted to get to know you to be your friend".
"Then how did he die if you didn't kill him".
"Well ... Just as your father was about to leave, he noticed the snipers outside the house, and just as they started shooting he stood in the way and saved my life".
Tears dripped from her eyes her father saved him, all these years she wondered how he could just die that.
"I'm sorry, if it weren't for me ... He would have still been alive to this day I still regret it"
"No, it wasn't your fault, I'm happy he died a hero".
His heavy head rested upon her shoulders, that guilt had eaten him up, it was the first time he had seen a dead body, not to mention he saved his life he wanted to repay him.
"We gave him a burial in our private grave yard, then when I went to school the next day I saw you and I felt a different way towards you, I wanted to get to know my saviours daughter, but after that day you disappeared, I couldn't find you anywhere".
"My mother took me after that,thank you for telling me".
"Do you hate me?"
"No, my father must have saved you for a reason, tell me did he say anything before he died"
"Yes, he said to take care of you".
"You know I miss him so much it hurts".
He hugged her tighter his grip on her waist was comforting and soft.
"Then let me take away your pain".
"How? I'm alone in this world he was my only family".
"What about your mother?"
"Oh mother, haha she's dead to me".
"It's ok I understand your pain".
"How could you possibly understand? You've lived a life of luxury"
"Mines dead as well".
"Really I guess we're both broken".
"Then let me help join the pieces together".
"No need I fine as I am now".
"Are you really fine?"
"Why fix the pieces together when they'll break once more?"
"Is that what you fear? Breaking?"
"Yes because once it is broken the first time, it leaves marks that no one can fix".
"Hahahaha I didn't know you were so poetic".
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me".
"Is that so?"
"Hahahaha Yes, like how I love it when you cry like a baby in my arms".
"You remembered".
"How could I ever forget? It was so cute".
She looked up at him in the eyes but he grabbed her face.
"Yes, it must have been so funny for you, but you look better than me in bed crying, remember those photos, I still have them".
"Really blackmail? That's just dirty play".
"Don't you like it that way, especially all the dirty things we do, you just can't keep quiet".
"Seriously man stop, by the way can I meet him"
"Yes I can take you tomorrow".