Christmas In Atlanta [Chapter 10]

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When Idara went back home and thought about everything that had happened between her and Femi, she wondered how working with him again would feel like. The romantic Connection between them was becoming so deep.

On Monday, when she resumed work, she waited at the entrance of the office as usual, and when he arrived, she greeted him with a panting heart, got the car keys from him and walked hastily back to the office.

“Tell Fayose to call me Mr. Stanislaus. He has to give me reasons why he left the office without my consent,” he said calmly, not looking at her face.

When Mr. Fayose appeared with Mr. Stanislaus, she walked away. Femi gave Mr. Stanislaus a query and when the two men left his office, Idara went to give him schedules for the day.

“Good morning again, Mr. Femi, Shell wants to collaborate with us in the new contract job Chevron is giving in February next year. One of their managers wants to meet you. I don’t know what date to fix…”

“Hold on,” Femi said as he finally lifted his face from the laptop and stared at her.

“Come again,” he said.

Idara swallowed and repeated her words.

“We can’t collaborate with any company. We have every equipment to work alone. If we accept to work with Shell, another company will come for collaboration, and all these for how much?” he asked as he took his face back to his laptop, running his hands through the screen.

It was all work and work. He hadn’t forgotten that she was precious to him at all. But Femi Omari was a strict man and work was the most important thing in his life before anything else.

His telephone rang and when he saw that the call was from the security men at the gate, he wondered what was happening.

“Hello Mr. Femi? One Miss Chantal is here to see you.”

“Who the heck is Chantal? I am not expecting any guest today,” he said and then paused for a while. “Let me speak to the lady,” he added.

“Hello Mr. Femi, this is Chantal, Tiana’s friend,” the shrilly female voice came through the phone.

“I don’t know you, I can’t recall your name, but since you’re from Tiana, you can come in. Give the phone to the security man,” he said.

“Yes sir?” a masculine voice came through.

“Let her in,” he said.

He was still thinking of who Chantal might be when a knock came on the door.

“One Miss Chantal is here to see you, Mr. Femi.” Idara’s calm voice came in.

“Let her in,” he said, without still looking at her face.

The lady with a nicely weaved hair, walked in flamboyantly. The same lady Idara had once picked at Tiana’s place.

“Oh Femi,” she said smiling as she stood in the middle of his office. He lifted his face with a seriousness and was amazing to her.

“I can’t remember your face, who are you?” he asked meanly.

“I am the lady Tiana…”

“I know Tiana. She has introduced me to so many girls. I can’t really get the face right now. What do you want?” he asked, taking his eyes back to the laptop.

“You,” she said, walking toward his table.

“Listen please, I don’t entertain pleasurable acts in my office. This is work time young woman.”

“I know dear,” she grinned sheepishly. “I just want to thank you again for the five hundred thousand you gave me that day. I was able to pay my fees and even rent an apartment…”

“Em, Miss…What’s your name again?”

“Chantal.”

“Chantal, please I don’t like women in my office during work hours like this. You can talk to Tiana about whatever you want, I will send it through her.”

“I want to have your phone number. Tiana has refused to give me.”

“I won’t give you too. Because I have no business with you,” he said rudely.

She laughed and walked over to his seat.

“What are you doing? Please leave before I call the security men for you right away.”

“I am not doing anything, I just want three things from you, a kiss, your phone number and a selfie.”

“Are you insane? Get the fuck out of my office!” he yelled. But she held his face forcefully and tried kissing him, he pushed her away and called security men to take her away.

She blew kisses at him as the two security men calmly walked her out of the office, down to the gate.

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That evening, he noticed that Idara’s countenance had changed.

She packed all the files on the table and carefully put them in the cabinet. Her eyes were teary and sad as she said hastily to him; “I am done for the day Mr. Femi.”

“You’re not done,” he retorted and lifted his eyes to hers. “Are you okay?” he asked as he stood and walked over to her, trying to hold her hands.

“I am fine Mr. Femi,” she said and calmly took her hands off his.

“If you don’t tell me what the problem is, you’re not leaving,” he said and went back to his seat, turning to face his laptop, and fiddling with it.

“I have never felt so used in my entire life, my heart aches so bad I can’t condone it,” she cried out.

He lifted his face, amazed by her crying and stared at her in a worrisome manner.

“I didn’t expect us to have anything serious. But I deserve to be respected because you have once kissed my lips and lied to me.”

“Are all these emotional poems about the lady that just came in?”

“You slept with her.”

“When? Is that what she told you? That I slept with her? I thought you were bigger than this, I never knew you’re childish.”

“She is your girlfriend…”

“Just get the fuck out of my office! Get out!” he yelled at her. Tears clouded her eyes as she walked out, looking frustrated. She ran into her car and stayed there, crying for long moments before she drove home that evening.

That night, Femi called her number several times, but she stared at her phone and didn’t touch it. He sent her text messages; ‘ I am sorry for yelling at you. I didn’t like the way you threw those accusations at me. I have never dated that girl. I only helped her once to pay her fees and that was it. Please pick my call and tell me you’re fine. Or should I come over?’

Idara read the message over and over again, she thought of how Femi was a big liar.

That night, she sat down and wrote her resignation letter. Over a thousand words and she couldn’t give good reasons why she was leaving.

She didn’t know how she was going to cope with her job and Femi Omari. This love took away her dignity and that made Femi yell at her in such manner, she thought.