The Return of a Kinsman 6
Freya, who came around to welcome Tim, greeted. Then, Tim responded with a warm smile on his face.
“Thank you, biggest cousin. I am delighted to see you.”
In all the events, Mr. Arthur Bailey was the most delighted. He was proud to be the Family Head of the kinsman who discovered a forgotten kinsman who would have been lost. After the greetings, Olivia stayed behind at the Native Home with Freya and her family and waited. Mr. Denise Bailey took his parents and Tim to the Barracks. Now, Mr. Arthur Bailey and his wife were at the back seat while Denise Bailey was behind the wheels and Tim, the beloved kinsman, was at the passenger's seat. Something very spectacular in his life. He had never been driven by a man except his mother. They drove joyously to their Patriarch's house to pay him a visit as he promised him last Sunday and introduce the returnee kinsman to him. Unknown to him, the Patriarch had summoned the Family Heads to an urgent meeting to welcome Tim.
“What is the meaning of this?”
Mr. Arthur Bailey murmured when he saw the fleet of cars of the Family Heads. Denise and Nichole had the same feeling, but they kept it to themselves.
“Denise.”
“Yes, father.”
“Wait in the car, with Tim. Let us see the Patriarch.”
“All right, father.”
“Tim.”
Mr. Arthur Bailey, who was off the car with his wife, called out and Tim, who was influenced by Mr. Denise Bailey, already responded in the same manner he did.
“Yes, father.”
“We will be back.”
“All right, father.”
Mr. Arthur Bailey and his wife began to walk towards the Patriarch's apartment, while Denise moved away from the front of the Patriarch's apartment and parked at the car park. To keep themselves busy, they began to repost and retweet on Daniel De Pianist Page. Now, Mr. Arthur Bailey walked into the Patriarch's with his wife, and he was pleased to see them.
“I am honored with your presence, Arthur and Nichole. Please have your seat.”
“Good to see you, our father.”
Nichole greeted politely and took her seat while her husband mumbled his response. Now, their host spoke, pretending as though he were not anxious to see the kinsman. He knew what Arthur Bailey and his family were capable of doing – They may decide not to bring the kinsman. So he was cautious.
“Congratulations once again. I am happy for you.”
“Thank you, our father.”
“Arthur, when you informed me of our kinsman, I was euphoric because I know you could not be joking. So, I have invited our kinsmen to share in our joy and give the young man a befitting welcome.”
The Patriarch excitedly explained, putting Mr. Arthur Bailey in a tight corner. If he had decided against bringing the chap, he would ruin his reputation.
“You are right. You did the right thing.”
Mr. Arthur Bailey admitted with forced happiness when he understood the Patriarch's tactics.
“Good, we will join them in the hall in a few minutes.”
“It is all right, our father.”
While they were waiting for the time stipulated for the meeting, Mr. Brown, Mr. Stephen Bailey's Family Head, walked in ecstatically and greeted.
“Greetings our father, greetings Nichole.”
He greeted. Before walking to Mr. Arthur Bailey and gave him a warm handshake.
“Arthur, you have made our ancestors proud. I was elated that a member of my family, who would have been lost, is back.”
“Thank you, Brown. I am glad, too.”
“Shall we join the other Family Heads in the hall, please? Nichole, you can wait for us, we won't be long.”
The Patriarch announced. They stood up and Mr. Bailey grabbed his wife, and she stood up too, and they began to walk out of the house.
“Nichole, you can join them in the car. Ask Denise to join us.”
Mr. Arthur Bailey whispered as they got off the house.
“All right, Hubby.”
She said, and began to walk towards the car after her husband released her hand. Meanwhile, Mr. Brown Bailey and the Patriarch were edgy.
'What of the chap?'
They asked themselves. Soon, they were in the hall and took their seats after greeting the other Family Heads. Before the Patriarch could declare the meeting open, Denise walked in and greeted.
“Good day, my fathers.”
“Good day, son.”
They responded in unison. He walked towards his father and took his seat beside him. Then the Patriarch began by welcoming everyone and appreciated Mr. Arthur Bailey and his son, who were the reason for the meeting. Afterwards, he asked.
“Can we meet, the boy, Arthur?”
Mr. Arthur Bailey looked at his son and instructed.
“Get him, please.”
“I will.”
He stood up, ignoring the numerous eyes of the elders, and headed for the car. He opened the passenger's seat and spoke.
“Mom, father sent for him.”
“It is all right, son.”
“Come with, Tim.”
The lanky looking boy got out of the car and began to walk with Denise.
“When you get into the hall, just say, good day, my fathers.”
“I got it, uncle.”
“Good. You know you are born to win, right?”
“Yes. I remember.”
“Then, don't allow anybody to intimidate you.”
“I won't.”
They walked into the hall and Tim greeted boldly.
“Good day, my fathers.”
“Good day, our son.”
The elders responded cheerfully. It was as though, they had a rehearsal for that purpose because everyone wanted the young kinsman to hear his voice. Then they began to make side comments.
“Oh! See the semblance.”
“Just like the father.”
“This was how his father looked when he was his age.”
After he greeted, he walked behind Mr. Denise Bailey, who had taken his seat, and took his seat. Then, the Patriarch spoke, looking at Tim.
“How are you, son?”
“I am fine, our father, he responded sitting down.”
Mr. Denise Bailey lifted his hand and whispered.
“Be upstanding.”
Tim stood up at once and repeated his greeting, and the Patriarch acknowledged it with a soft smile.
“You can take your seat.”
“Thank you, our father.”
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