"Good morning Aliya, Hope you are doing better?" A middle aged woman asked when Aliya went to make her coffee
"Morning Mrs Riya, And...am doing better, yeah" Aliya answered the woman who works in her home,she has known her since as a child.
"A...liya am really sorry about your dad....please accept my condolence. I hope his soul rest in peace and the killer is caught to get what he deserved" the woman finished the last words seething with hatred for the killer in her eyes
"Thank you Mrs Riya"
"And you don't have to make the coffee please take a seat I will make it for you as usual"
"Oh. Okay thanks" Aliya thanked her before turning to go and sit when she suddenly stopped in her steps
'Why didn't I thought of Mrs Riya being around in this house when dad was killed,Doesn't that means she will have an idea or maybe she even saw the killer'Aliya thought
"Mrs Riya" Aliya practically shouted out not helping herself but eager to find a clue
"Yes Aliya is everything alright?" Mrs Riya answered scared by the sudden rise in voice, she felt her heartbeat accelerated.
"You were at home right?, when the incident happened weren't you there when dad was killed? Did you see the killer?, you know what he looks like right?" Aliya barraged her with series of questions, her eyes wide with expectations.
Mrs Riya looked at her in sympathy not liking what she will say will be nothing but disappointment to the lady
"Am sorry Aliya... But I I wasn't in the house" she stopped letting the words sink into her as little hopelessness can be found surfacing in her eyes, since her hope is shattered
"I took leave from Boss two days prior to the incident to check on my daughter who was at the hospital and I just return this morning" she added to her earlier word
"Oh. It's okay. How's your daughter, hope she's well now" Aliya asked after composing herself
"She's better now. Thank you for asking. And am sure you'll one day find that killer and do the right thing"
Aliya dragged back the chair around the table and sat down while Mrs Riya finished her coffee and brought it to her, she took the coffee cup and stared at the black cup deep in thought recalling who the owner of the cup is and his obsession with the cup.
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"Aliya keep my pretty black coffee cup down and take your ugly one" the middle aged man yelled and poured the fries he was making into two plates and place them on the round table in the kitchen before matching to stand at the coffee machine staring at the lady in front of him,his lips pushed forward, hands on his waist and squinting his eyes with childish anger
"Dad will you stop being childish and let me use it, it's just a cup" Aliya said teasing him with a raised brow waiting for another outburst of his as if he was forced to wake up this morning
"Nope!. It's my cup I got it all the way from Paris with it beautiful Eiffel tower design so keep it back woman"
"God....you're unbelievable take your cup and do whatever you want with it" he snatched the cup from her hand and pressed the coffee machine pouring himself the coffee she prepared and matched back to the table fuming like an angry teddy, Aliya shook her head smiling at her dad's tactics cause he knew if he didn't act that way she wouldn't give him back the cup.
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"Dad am drinking coffee from your cup, why won't you come and snatch it away,
Don't you love this cup so much?" Aliya muttered under her breath with tears threatening to spill down her cheeks.
YOU ARE READING
Shadows Of Betrayal
Mystery / Thriller"I-I can't believe it's you!" Aliyah is a daughter of a rich business man who grew up an only child raised by her only father ,after finishing her studies abroad she came back home to meet her father's dead body in his pool of blood murdered ruthles...
