Azulea The Mermaid

Chapter 33- The Funeral

Hello Peps! As I once read on someone's whatsapp status, The media can change the world. In simple term make things look like what they aren't or what they need to be. It also said it could turn the victim into the criminal and the criminal into the victim....

The good point however is that Azulea managed to change the script in the news we are getting to that but first...

Azulea's POV

February 28,2019 9:30

A few days had passed from that horrible incident and dispite the fact that it still lingered in my mind the shooting to be exact, I tried to push it to the back of my head. I did what I got to do.

"Azulea," Isabelle said over the phone, "You have a guest here. BL I think."

"Send her in."

After a few minutes, BL entered taking a seat. Her blue polished nails gripped the chair handles as her blue hair flashed to one side.

"Now let's get to business," I said trying to be professional, "What do you got on Azuleo's case?"

"Well today is her funeral. You will have to do professional acting for the media because we have to seem like we had nothing to do with her death."

"Well I will find my most fitting black dress," I said with a smile taking a deep breath.

"As for Durga," BL continued, "Since I hate blood so much I had a secret team analyze it. The DNA from the sample match the body. I think she is dead."

"Oh thank God," I said an elating feeling in my heart. "And thank you BL. So I guess I will pay you now or should I mail it?"

"Mailing will be fine. We have a funeral to catch remember? Call up your husband and your mother in law."

I nodded remembering that Willy had an important conference meeting today.

"Hey if we are going to be close. Which I honestly hope we can be then could you tell me your name?" I asked BL.

"Well it's fully confidential. Why would I do that?" She said staring from her black sweater to my blue jacket.

"Cause I will find out," I said giving her a competitive stare," Eventually. After all I'm the Prime Minister."

"Okay let's make a deal," she said with a smile,"I get to go and that big expo with you and Lucas on the cruise ship Linear. You can know my name."

"It's a done deal. No Bad girl stuff though."

"Britannia Lewis," she responded staring straight ahead, "But I prefer being call BL."

"Got it. BL," I smiled.

"Oh and Lucas is outside so is the media so I hope you have prepared a fully package speech. I got to go so I will see you at the funeral."

With that said she walked out of the office with Lucas entering soon after.

He flashed me a smile as he took a seat. "Hey Azulea," he said sweetly.

"Hey Lucas," I replied.

"How are you?"

"Good. Have you read the proposal?"

"Huh?" He responded with his face in a sarcastic motion.

"Right you don't read," I said. "I can't wait for tomorrow. We will be on fire."

"Yes it will be. How's your husband? Is he..." His voice trailed off unsure what to say.

"My husband?" I laughed, "He is perfectly fine. You should watch the news in a few but if you aren't planning to I will say that my sister was the one who died not my husband."

"Oh I'm sorry," he said thoughtfully.

"No need to be she was so evil," I said emotion less, "Right now I have to attend her funeral so I better be going."
"I will meet you tomorrow at 6pm at the Kingston Harbour," I continued as I rose to my feet so  did he.

"Cool," he said as we both headed out.

Outside was an enormous crowd of Media Houses with confused faces.

"Miss Prime Minister!" They said as a series of question was asked all at once to me. I manage to get a few highlights.

"Is your husband dead?" A Journalist from TVJ News asked.

"I just saw your husband entering Fashion Jamaica. Could you justify how a dead man is walking around?"

"Is the Cruise Ship Linear still launching tomorrow as promised?"

I quickly took the opportunity to clarify all the misconcepts.

"My husband," I started with a straight tone. Silence grew as the camera, Mic and writers drew closer. "He is not dead. This is false. However my evil sister as we all have heard of I'm sure, was the one to die. As for the cruise ship Linear, bring your lover, family and kids down to Kingston Harbour as we launch it. Contact my office for bookings from now. Be there by 7:30 because by 8 we will be out in the sea."

I then turned and headed home in my Audi A1.

From what I have gathered Peps! In movies and plays the characters have to be good actors or else the message may not reach out to the audience/ Viewers correctly....The Little Family was about to learn what the art of acting really entaled...

BL's POV

As we travelled in Adella's Blue Hyundai, the rain poured heavily outside. I slowly inhaled the cool refreshing AC as we pulled up into the church yard. We used umbrellas and hurriedly entered the church as the funeral started.

The church was lowly populated but their was high media presence which I suspected was searching for drama.

Azulea sat in second row in her black strap dress which interlaced around her neck. She wore a pair of dark shade glass.

She opened her bible as Pastor Shanae started the service.

"Evil is never a kind thing in this world," she stated, "It is greatly appreciated if we could all change our bad lifestyle to a one of peace, love and kindness. Azuleo Hanns is an example of wasted time. She could have changed but let's leave God to judge. Her twin Sister, our PM Miss Little with share a few words."

Azuela stood with a fair smile as she walked up to the platform.

"My sister wasn't good. She was pure evil. She was unkind but as I think we all know very well; no baby is born evil. It's the lifestyle they are grown to adopt to. I was raised in a good and gentle lifestyle. She I'm afraid was raised in war and vengeance."

She stepped closer to the brown casket shaking her head. "As the saying goes all must come to an end. Here ends the rain of Azuleo's game."

Adella said a few words as well, in her red zip blouse and pencil foot skirt.

As the service drew to an end, the choir sang as the casket was marched out.

"When Jesus say yes," they sang.
"Nobody can say no! When he says yes nobody can say no. I'm not worried about a think cause I know you are guiding me. Where he lead me I will go....through no evil. It will end."

Behind the church was a cemetry where the body of Azuleo was buried.

Azulea held a fair face as she interacted with all the attendees. As soon as she was back in the vehicle and the tinted glass was hidding her face, she screamed roaring a bitter laugh.

"Hell Azuleo," Azuela said, "Go to hell."

When they arrived home, we all had champagne as we sang SAY YES!

Yes Peps! When Jesus says Yes no body can say no! I love you lord. See you all Peps in the next chapter....