Regrets and Mistakes

Chapter 27

Muna's POV
As we entered the church,my short heels made a squeaky sound that turned everybody's heads around,I almost choked on my breath when my eyes met his,Hastings,is it really him or I'm I hallucinating,has the sin I committed last night gotten to my head,I turned my eyes away from him still feeling his eyes on my skin,I shivered,Mrs mweemba? My sisters grip on my hand tightened,her facial muscles tightened,was she mad at something," what is the madam I only saw for a day doing here,she was gracefully,elegant as ever,her other hand was patting a man's back who seemed to be greaving, Jorge walked in front of us to lead the way leading us a bench after the bench my boss lady was sitting at,accompanied by Hastings another man and the gentleman  who's shoulder she was rubbing,we finally got to our seat,samba was standing in line with Mrs mweemba,I let go of her hand to hold the hymn we were supposed to Sing as they brought the body inside,when the casket was laid in front of the church ,my sisters knees buckled ,she forcefully sat on the bench burying her face in her hands,she cried so loud the catholic priest had to wait for her to calm down so he can begin,I whispered in her ear slightly bending down,that's the same time Jorge did the same,our hands touched,sending electricity down my spine,eyes met,I felt some sparks between us,I noticed his deep brown eyes and his glowing skin ,his beautiful hand was on top of mine slightly moving,he smiled apologetically,I nodded my head to tell him it's okay," baby I need you to be strong,the priest needs to begin" I whispered in her ear,she got up and wiped her tears,I gave the father a go ahead smile" brethren... he began talking about God and his plan for us after death,my mind was on what happened with Hastings last night and what the hell he is doing here," now a tribute from miss samba,the young lady who discovered his bod and was a good friend to the late"I held her hand trying to help her up but she nodded tell me she will manage,I sighed as I let go of her hand. I was glad she had the strength day her last words to who ever Nicolas was to her,she at least got one thing out of my strict parenting and that's being strong,I turned around to look at Hastings who was busy talking to rich folks he was Sitting with.
Samba's POV
Oh Nicolas my heart yearns to see your smile,your beautiful hands as they paint,all you wanted was to make it real big in this life,you never took advantage of my innocence even if I gave you all the green light you needed to go ahead,even if you are gone I know what to expect or how to define a gentleman,your body has arrived,you're now a corpse,lifeless,you can not feel the cold,or my trembling hands that long to caress your face,what a life,he was my chance at happiness,and now I am back to my lonely world.when I was called upon to give him his tribute,my knees failed me,my body betrayed me,but my heart and my immense love for him gave me strength,my sister tried to help me up but I needed to stand up for him,for my baby,for my love,my heart...and the justice I needed so badly to prevail,her eyes darted with mine I felt my blood boil,I had the urge to curse that woman,I wanted to tell her I had her pictures and I know she's the reason my mother is in that condition,she is even responsible for my baby's death I will make her pay baby if it's the last thing I do,I will bring your murderer to justice unless my name is not samba,I promise you. I carried the microphone in my hands, they were trembling,I gulped and took a deep breath"I am very sad today Nicolas,the part of me that you built had been broken down by your demise,however I am grateful for all our memories though they were short lived,everything I know about good men i learnt from you,thank you for changing my whole world,my...,promise to you is" I focused my face on the door avoiding eye contact withJorge ,I know he did not want me to say anything to trigger the suspect "justice will be served,may your soul Rest In Peace" I blew a kiss and walked down the mini stairs from the stage. My sister held my hand and we walked out of the place,I noticed the gentleman she was doing her pda with the other day,I wondered what happened between them,the funeral parlor they had hired arrived to take his body away ready for burial,my whole world came crumbling down as I watched the car drive away,her shoes turned to our direction where Jorge my sister and I were standing," miss chinjamba,I did not know you were a relative to the late" she plainly asked,giving my sister a kiss on the cheek,she put out her hands before me" and the young lady here?" She asked,pulling her my hands into hers" I'm so sorry dear" there was kindness in her voice,if I had not seen her entering my house or heard from Nicolas how she threatened him with his sisters safety I'd believe she's an angel sent from above" thank you"
" no I am not,he was a good friend of my sister,I came to support her" my sister plainly responded,without trying to introduce her to me,a man called her from a distance,my sister and his eyes met.