The jostling of the bus seem to have no effect on her as she was lost in thought.
She closed her eyes as she allowed her mind to play back past events.
Flashback
'Trinng' 'Triiing'. The telephone rang.
She picked it up.
"Miss D, see me in my office right away." The caller said.
She stood up and walked to her boss office.
Everyone calls her 'Sister D' in the office only her boss calls her 'Miss D' or 'Darasimi'
She pushed open the door and gingerly stepped into the office.
"Good morning Ma" She greeted her boss.
"Good morning Miss D" "Please have your seat. I will be with you in a moment." Her boss said not taking her eyes from the computer she was working on.
Darasimi sat down wondering why her boss had called her.
Darasimi worked with Missions International. Missions International is a religious and non-profit organisation with the aim of taking the gospel message to remote villages all over the world.
They have their head office in Lagos with branches in all state in Nigeria and some countries.
Darasimi works with the Head office.
"Miss Darasimi, how are you?" Her boss asked shutting down her computer.
"I'm fine, Ma."
"Glory to God... Miss D, for some time now I have been watching you and I have noticed that you are committed and dedicated staff. I want to say that's good and I want you to keep it up"
"Thank you Ma."
"We are going on another mission... and the village is Okukunle." She picked a map
"Okukunle is very close to Keba village and Omiosa village in Kwara state. We are going to the west this time around not to the south or the north."
"Ma, this is great." Dara commented.
"I'm telling you this because you are going to be the head of the mission to Okukunle village."
Darasimi's heart seem to stop for a second and her world stood still. She suddenly felt hot and beads of sweat formed on her brow.
"Pardon?" She asked hoping she didn't hear right.
"I said you ....
Esther Ezekiel
Inspired by the Holy Spirit.
