Presently, Sharon picked interest in their discussions and looked on.
“Hello, Felix. What's up?”
“Is she ill? Why is she sleeping too much?”
Felly took another look at Sharon, and studied her outlook before she replied, “She is up, and she is breastfeeding the baby.”
“I can give him a call,” Sharon volunteered when she perceived that he was distressed. Then, Felly informed, “She will give you a call now.”
“Okay,” Felix accepted and cut the call at once. Then, Sharon adjusted the baby and dialed his number. Nevertheless, all eyes were on her. She watched the phone ring and waited for him to pick.
“Hello, my baby. How are you?” He greeted.
“I'm good, dear. You sounded worried.”
“Yes, I am. How do you feel?”
“I am good. There is nothing to worry about. Okay?”
“I see. How is the baby?”
“She is fine, and missing you.”
“Tell her I miss her too. I will be with you tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? We can't wait.”
“It is all right. I love you two.”
“We love you too.”
“Let me speak with Flora.”
“It's okay. Afterward, kindly speak with the doctor. He had been very supportive.”
“Oh! Put me through to him.”
“It's okay.”
Now, Sharon smiled at the doctor, and stretched out the phone to him.
“Dr. Micah, take,” she announced. The doctor, who was as confused as the midwife, looked into Sharon's eyes before he collected the phone and greeted, “Good evening. Dr. Spencer Micah is on the line.” Now, Francis had taken his seat beside Flora on the couch, while Felly continued with the dishing of the food. Nevertheless, the family was aware of the next thing that Felix would do—he would not introduce himself.
“Thank you, Dr. Micah, for your help.”
“It is my pleasure.”
“I'm truly grateful.”
“Consider it as nothing,”
“It's all right. Kindly give the phone back to Sharon.”
“It is okay,” the doctor responded and handed the phone back to Sharon.
“Hello, baby,” Sharon greeted again.
“Hello dear. Take care of yourself.”
“I will. You have not spoken with Flora.”
“Oh! Kindly give her the phone.”
She obeyed and handed the phone to Flora. Thereafter, he spoke with his little sister, and appreciated her for taking care of the baby, “Thank you, Flora. You did a good job.”
“It is my honor, big brother. How is father?”
“He is fine. We will return tomorrow.”
“It is all right. Safe trip.”
“Thank you.”
Furthermore, Felix ended the call, and Flora handed the phone back to Sharon, who was set to eat.
“Let me see the video you sent to him,” Felly asked Francis after she took her seat beside him.
“Excuse me. See you later, Sharon,” the doctor announced and left.
“Okay, doctor.” Now, Felly had seen the video that Francis sent to Felix, and pointed out, “He is disturbed because he is not here.”
“You are right, big sister.”
At the General Manager's Suite
They were delighted to watch the broadcast of the funeral. Tony was joyous to see Susan in the news, just like she was to see him.
“You look adorable with your clothes,” Susan commended. He laughed softly and commended her too. Suddenly, her phone rang, and Tony watched her as she picked her call.
“My children,” she announced after she picked. Tony was thrilled to see her speak with her children.
“Hello, Cindy.”
“Hello, mom. We saw you in the news.”
“Yes. How are you?”
“We are fine. Thank you for being proud of us. We are proud to be your daughters.”
“You are welcome, my dear. Where is Camilla?”
“She is here. Speak with her.”
“How are you, Camilla?”
“Good evening, mom. I am fine. When are you coming back?”
“Good evening, Camilla. I told you that will be back tomorrow.”
“Oh! I remember. See you tomorrow.”
“Fair trip, mom.” Cindy wished
“Thank you. Good night.”
“Good night, mom.”
Cut
“Lovely children,” Tony commended.
“Thank you.”
“Cindy is the oldest, I guess.”
Susan looked at him and was happy that he captured her daughter’s name.
“Yes, she is.”
“How old is she?”
“She is fifteen.”
“Wow! And Camila, how old is she?”
“Camila is thirteen,” she answered innocently. With the information before Tony, he could guess why she craved for sex. He inferred that she had not made love for many years. Nevertheless, he made her to lie on his lap once again. Now, she had forgotten about the television and wished her honey pot stirred, and Tony noticed it.
“Permit me to ask, Susan, how old are you?”
“I’m thirty-seven. And you?”
“I will be forty-five in December.”
She leaped up and gave him a quick kiss, and wished, “Happy birthday in advance.”
“Thank you,” he responded. Then, he observed and waited for her next move. At her age, her active sexual prowess was normal, and he saw reasons with her.
“Can I make a request?”
“Go on.” He responded anxiously.
“I’m ashamed of myself, but kindly make our last night a memorable one,” she pleaded, and attempted to unbutton his shirt. Now, Tony’s countenance changed and she noticed it. He held her hand and stopped her from unbuttoning his pajamas.
“Stop,” he yelled, and she shuddered with surprise. However, he was afraid that he may bring up bad memories and lose her entirely.
“I thought you said that you love me?” He asked. Now, Susan was weakened, and she sat on the couch, instead of his lap. He pulled her closer and gave her a quick kiss and waited for her response. To Tony, he took that step for a purpose, but to Susan, it reminded of the days that Bruno rejected her love advances.
“You have not answered my question, my baby,” he pointed out, but she was silent. Now he cuddled her and kissed her lips.
“Answer me my Susan. Do you love me?”
“I do, but…”
“No 'but'. I love you too, and that is good enough,” he reassured her and she reciprocated. He gave her a deep kiss and was glad when she was euphoric. Nevertheless, he had many things to tell her, but was afraid that she may break down and that would affect her outlook the next day during their trip. Therefore, he gave her the maximum satisfaction that would keep her going until they returned to their base.
“Did I satisfy you?”