Chronicles of Ruquia - S01 E02

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Chronicles of Ruquia - S01 E02

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I thought I was flying..

I saw something like am over the moon

my brain refused given me the details on what’s happening to me.. the last thing I remembered was interviewing the dead

gradually I regain my consciousness.

I saw a lady smiling at me

from her facial expressions she’s happy.

but her face not familiar.

“”welcome back my brother”” she said excited.

it hit me like a hammer..

welcome back?

I wonder why she should say that to me.

did I traveled or what..

I don’t understand where she’s driving to.

she read my mind and come closer

^^

Carlos Tina {{

you were brought in here yesterday

unconscious..

king

here is a hospital

Central de Nampula.

a police officer found you helpless and brought you in..

we tried and fought to revive you

here you are awake…

please sweetheart what really happened to you…

from them it seems you were

running from someone or something..

what’s after you?

police will be here shortly to

help you… please feel relaxed and comfortable..

you can share with me..

my work is to help my patience..

your happiness and health is my priority..

my name is Carlos Tina..

hope you don’t mind sharing your experience with me?

what really happened to you?””

}}

she asked looking worried and cared.

I saw assurance from her facial expressions..I saw friendly gesture.

I have no other choice than to

trust her..I decided to open up to

Carlos Tina

^^^

I was running from a dead girl

who needs my help..”” i said briefly

she stares with rapt attention

from how facial expressions

she don’t believe me..so many thoughts running through her mind.she want to asked me more questions..I wonder why the interrogation.

I doubt she’s a nurse..

from her charisma and body language

I believe she’s a cop

secret cop.

just then Ruquia voice ring on my

small coded brain…

HELP ME TELL MY MUM THAT DADD IS INNOCENT…HER BROTHER KILLED ME ..SAME UNCLE WANTED TO SELL DADS COMPANY.THE DOCUMENTS IS HIDDEN AT THE STORE INSIDE A SAVE

SECURITY CODE 23******9

Carlos

what help?

you mean a dead girl needs your help?

then why are running like a person pursue by a maintain Demons?

“”I knew you don’t believe me

but I must say the truth.

a girl by name Ruquia

want me to clear her Dad name from a crime committed long ago..her Dad was framed up..””

she said her Dad was serving a sentence he didn’t commit..

“”I must say you need to rest..

can we continue this conversation later.

please relaxed everything will be alright.

I believed you my friend…

I think me too would like to help her

too..that name Ruquia sounds familiar..

she peck me an off she went

so many thoughts running on my mind that caused my head spin.

it felt as if my head is going to blow.

my greatest fear is how to prove

that am not mad..

how can they believe me?

a dead girl talked to me..

that sounds funny and crazy..

inside I feel a strong passion to help her.

I could imagine the feelings of suffering a crime you don’t commit while the guilty is freely roaming around..

no matter what it will cost

I must help Ruquia…

her dad must regain his freedom..

I was lost in my thoughts that I couldn’t

noticed I have a company.

it happens to be no other than my brother

“”my brother how are you doing?

am happy you’re fine now..

don’t worry everything will be alright…

I heard you will be discharged tomorrow morning..

I brought your best friend… your book and pen..

story writer.. Don’t go to dangerous places

in the name of your adventures..

I wish you will return to the innocence.

when you were a child..back then you love

reading and praying..

wait buddy what really happened to you

? please forgive my manners..

“””in my adventure I met a girl by name

Ruquia…she needs my help

I need to free her Dad who was sentenced

15years imprisonment..

they framed him up….

justice must prevail…

I poured my emotions to him almost crying.

when I imagine how that poor innocent man is feeling all this years it makes tears escaped my eyes.the stigma and discrimination his family will be passing through.. imagine accused of raping her daughter and a murder .. that’s very bad.

“”wait you sound convincing and genuine but how are going to help him..?

“”I have no idea how and where to start..

“””

you know you need a strong evidence to free him…but why?

he’s non of our business..

his not even related to us..

why can you reason and let go…

“”am sorry brother I can’t””

“”who will believe your story..

that a dead girl talked to you…that sounds odds and archaic..court don’t believe in

ghost and charms,

how did you intend to achieve your crazy idea..

I think village people is manipulating you.

finally they have gotten you my only

brother..I think you need a psychiatrist help and advice..

it’s not funny to me when I heard you went to interview a dead girl that you later end up running away from..how did it sounds to you..use your number six..stop this madness returns back to you please..

I don’t have another brother but you..

how will our mum feel?

you want her to die?

remember how she suffered those years

to raise us alone.Did you think that Dad will be proud to hear this from the spirit world…

please stop now before you land yourself in a trouble..you think those guys that framed the man up will be happy with you..

you think they will not harm us..>

my brother words really touched me.

I remember what Dad use to say then..

that in the battle of light and dark the light must always wins.he advice us to be good

and to help the helpless..

my mum use to say to us that we should always pray and do what’s good even if it mean been punished we should never stop doing what’s right in the eyes of God

“”am sorry brother I can’t stop”

the man really need my help..

I have to save him..””

I said not caring how he feels.i have to

help Ruquia..she is grieving

her Dad suffering..

why is everyone not viewing from my

perspective..

am not a self centered man.. Naturally am very merciful.

but people use to be cruelly inhuman

to me..I can’t withstand not

helping a needy yet I don’t get

it reciprocated to me.

I have prayed to God to

give me a heart of stone.but seem not

answered I gave up .

I decided to embrace my real self

the advice our parents gave us reform me too.

Carlos returned with some friends

she introduced them to me.

my instincts were right..

she’s never a nurse, she’s a police

secret and underground one.

she made a call and soon she

told me to describe my dead friend.

she suggested if I could go through

her phone to view some pictures.

I obliged not thinking further..

I scrolled through the gallery

rotating my eyes 360°decree

yet could not found a familiar face.

just then my brother left after handing the

food over to me..I thank him for

the brotherly love without looking at him.

Her friends is something else.

am not feeling at easy with them,

she sensed it and assured me

that they are not going to harm me..

she introduced them once again.

just then I caught a glimpse of some thing..

hope is not what am thinking!

how is this possible?

no it can’t be…

…..