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Ekwensu's Harvest

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Episode 7

The stream obviously had no visitors that evening, the breeze was cool and the weeping willows close to the stream danced to the rhythm of the whistling wind. Anyanwu sat on the tree stump waiting for Ani, he had waited for long but was beginning to get impatient.
He stooped then picked fine-shaped pebbles and began to play a 'throw and catch' game, after the second round he began to lose hope. He paced around the bushy area nervously then he sat again, "Chukwu, how do I keep my heart still if she does not show up?", he soliloquized. "For the first time in my life, I feel that if a negative response lies ahead, my happiness may be marred", he continued.

Soon he paced a little more and looked up at the tree top and sighted two birds chirping in their nest, "I wish I could have a bond like yours but .........."

"But my heart beats with the same rhythm as yours", she announced as she interrupted him.

The look of uncertainity on his face gave way for an astonished but smiling face. "I never knew you would still make it", he managed to say.

"I had to bring in the goats before coming out", she said coyly.

"Ani m!, he said calmly, holding her hands and looking lovingly at her. He was obviously figuring the best way to express himself.

"I may not have known you for long but without you, there will be no sun in my sky, he heaved a sigh, "I want you to be the one to set my soul free and complete me", he confessed.

She smiled and lifted her gaze to meet his own, "Ever since you spoke to me, you love has been playiong on the strings of my heart and I can't deny it", she said softly.

He searched through her eyes for an answer, "So can I now proudly say that I have found my soulmate in you?", he asked.

Suddenly her face looked pale then she hesitated, "Yes! You can", she smilingly said in a near high-pitched tone.

He lifted her up and swirled her around, both of them giggling like two little children that had found a treasure box,he held her in a tight embrace," I will do all I can to make you happy and I will never disappoint you", he promised her. She nodded and fiddled with her fingers.

"Ani m, I owe you my love and respect", he pledged. She beamed with a smile, "I owe you mine too".

They remained locked in their embrace as their hearts kept dancing to the beats of each other's till they disengaged and walked hand-in-hand back to the village while a shadow lurked behind the tree watching them secretly.

©Andrew Ifeatu Jennifer, 2016
Twitter: @jennieifeatu
www.andrewifeatu.blogspot.com


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