Amara has never seen her mother that furious. But so, they say, still waters run deep.
Amara's mother got closer to Jane's bed, holding her arms on her hips.
"I will ask one more time Jane Johnstons, what does Mr. Thompson's son have against you so much!" she said thundered.
"Mother please it's nothing let it go" Jane whimpered. She knew whenever her mother calls her by her full name, she is not to be messed with.
She was so scared she said a small inner prayer hoping her mother would let it go. She saw scars on Jane's wrists and chest when she sat next to her.
Amara's mother already had an idea of what's going on here, she just wanted Jane to say it aloud.
"My child you don't have to keep everything inside please tell me what had happened to you. I don't want anyone to hurt you, you are my dear child." she spoke out while leaning in towards Jane for a hug.
She embraced her with a hug and Jane started weeping aloud as she felt her mother's warmth.
"He is using me for his sexual desires mother, I tried..I tried to make it stop and say no but he always used his strength to his advantage..I'm sor..!" Jane broke down.
Michael and Amara, whom were listening from the other side of the door were stunned by what they've heard.
Michael barged back into the room, "What! why didn't you tell any of us about it when it started, I will kill him. Amara you need to show me where this man is, right now!" he said weeping.
He didn't know what to make of everything, he just stood there in shock.
Amara's mother never breathed out a word after Jane's confession, she just rushed out of the room.
As she approached her bedroom, "make sure you get ready for work before I do tomorrow, no excuses" she said filled with rage.
She felt the inside of her hands tingling, indicating how bad she wanted to take off her rage on anything.
"But mother, she has trauma and the reason being that place, how can she go back like nothing had happened!? How can you suggest that?" Amara who felt rage and hatred building inside of her yelled out.
Her mother dismissed her and closed her bedroom door. The whole night, Amara's mother was fighting with her thoughts owing to trusting that her and Mr. Thompson had made an unbreakable deal.
Before the deal had been made, she made it an oath to herself that no one from her bloodline would ever be caught up in what she couldn't prevent on herself, the only way to make her feel better about the past was to make that promise to herself.
She left Jane sobbing together with Michael and Amara looking like she had seen a ghost, she was sitting beside Jane and Michael.
Michael left later that night when Jane had dozed off. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't stay due to the spacing of Amara's house, it was a 2 bedroom house which could not accommodate more than 3 people.
Before the crack of dawn, Amara's mother was wide awake. She prepared food as usual but silently. Jane and Amara came to eat, and they were on their way to work.
Jane was skeptical about saying a word to her mother as her face showed no interest in holding a conversation.
Amara's mother went straight to Mr. Thompson's office when they arrived and demanded an urgent meeting.
"How cruel can you be, breaking me was not enough for you. She's only a child!?" she said barging into his office.
Mrs. Thompson came rushing when she heard noise coming from her husband's office. "what's going on with all the noise? Mrs. Johnstons are you not supposed to be out there harvesting?"
"My dear I will handle this don't you worry" Mr. Thompson said calmly.
"Where is Frank? I want to see him here now!" Amara's mother asked. Frank came in from his bedroom.
"What made you do that to my daughter? Answer me!" she argued.
Mrs. Thompson was confused about everything, "what is Agatha talking about Frank? What did you do?"
Frank and Mr Thompson just sat there with a smirk on their faces.
Amara and Jane who were standing outside entered.
"I mean I can't say I'm at fault she also wanted me" Frank spoke sarcastically.
"Agatha my darling you could not think that I would only let you have a taste of heaven alone, now did you?" Mr. Thompson asked mimicking shock.
Mrs. Thompson saw Jane's face and immediately put dots together. Amara could not believe that these people were proud of their actions.
"We had a sealed deal, why couldn't you just keep it to the very end? My daughters oh lord please intervene! What have I done wrong"
Amara's mother spoke out with tears dropping from her eyes.
"How can you do this? Frank you too" Mrs. Thompson's yelled banging the table office with her bare hands.
For the past few years Mrs. Thompson noticed her husband's sudden behavior. He was no longer interested in her, nor did he show her affection in the bedroom.
All those thoughts struck Mrs Thompson's mind back to reality when she realized all the reasons for what was happening.
She couldn't take all that in, she stormed out of the room and shut the door in anger.
"How can you just sit there and not show any remorse for your actions?" Amara asked defeated.
Mr Thompson and his son kicked Amara's family out of the office. And commanded them to plough and feed the livestock while they were in tears.
Jane thought they would apologize for their actions, and they'd find a way forward to a resolution. After seeing their reactions, she was in disbelief.
Amara was the only one who could act upon everything since she was the only one in tears but also staying strong while her mother and sister felt as if the world could just open and they can enter.
She carried them outside and Mrs. Thompson came from her bedroom with her eyes swollen from crying, to help them.
They sat next to a hut where they kept their belongings, and Mrs. Thompson went to fetch sugar water for them.
She went into the house kitchen and grabbed the telephone to dial the Police. When she started explaining everything to the police officer on the other end of the line, she saw her husband standing in front of her.
"Jennifer BEËINDIG DIE OPROEP EN SIT DIE FOON NOU AF!" Mr. Thompson yelled from across the room.
Mrs. Thompson stuttered over the mobile line.
"Mam I'm not able to get everything you said can you repeat your statement please" the officer asked.
Mrs. Thompson was shivering, and her legs were logged hot on the tile surface. She curled her toes when they resisted to move an inch, she almost bore a hole onto the ground.
She lost control of her arms and the phone dropped to the ground. She couldn't say a word while looking deep into her evil husband's eyes.
"That's crime you did, you can't just take advantage of every poor being you meet, you have to be reported" Mr. Thompson gasped out her breaking voice.
Mr. Thompson let out this evil slow laugh.
"No one is getting reported here my darling am I wrong? Unless you want to lose your husband for good" he responded ironic slowly approaching her on the other side of the table.
She took cowardly steps back trying to retrieve the mobile from the ground.
He grabbed her arms and began to strangle his wife. She tried to get away.
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