When Love Sprouts

Chapter 18: African Lioness

"Aza, Aza, come on we have to go!! Come on Dad is calling you," said Joao. He grabbed her hand and together they ran outside where his Dad stood near the grill, braaing all sorts of meat and some veggies on the side.

The whole family was there, even the nosy neighbor, Sis Clara. The kids were wielding away jumping into the pool, while the sun shone brightly upon their melanin skin.

"There's my girl, come here, come here," said Mr Buvoir. Azania ran towards him, yet, something tugged her away from him. She tried once more but the tug came with great force. She fought until she got to him. He smiled proudly at her.

"The same way you fought to come to me, fight to free your mother and all the enslaved souls," he said.

Azania woke up, panting. She finally knew the answer. This was certainly no time to be moping around, it was no time to feel sad and become a sad chump.
She had to pull herself together and lead this fight to freedom like the African lioness that she is.

Day break had just broke. A white dove sat on a tree branch near her window. The moment she saw it, she arose from bed and started searching for her clothes. "Looking for these," a voice interjected.

When she turned around she was met by a middle aged woman with the warmest eyes Azania had seen.

"Uhm," Azania stuttered.

"You know back in my day I used to think so highly of struggle icons such as Winnie Mandela. I know what it's like to have a fire ignite within you. . ." Continued the woman.

"I'm MaryAnn, Javas' mother. He speaks so proudly of you, like you are some sort of goddess. Oh, and when she looks at you. . ." She stops to look at Azania in awe.

"The love that he has for is amazing. Young love! so passionate, but I must tell that, if he dares hurt you don't hesitate in telling me," she warned.

"Thank you, I appreciate that. Now I need to prepare myself for a war bigger than the galaxies," she said.

Where her search begins, only she could answer that.