It's a long ride home from the airport, and she never wasted any opportunity to stare at their faces whenever there was one.
Eli has a strong angular jawline sharp enough to cut into bread, his eyes are almond-shaped and brown with a steady gaze, contributing to a focused expression. His eyebrows are thick and straight with a slight arch, his skin is smooth and glowing with a slightly well-groomed moustache that follows his chin and jaw contour that blends into his beard.
He had that appearance which could make him stand out from the crowd.
She stared at her brother, who also has a sharp jawline but not an angular one, it's square, his eyes are upturned and dark. His skin is slightly fair just like Eli's, smooth and glowing skin.
They both had a well-groomed braid falling on their face like they went to the camp to reshape their facial looks.
She imagined what they consumed at the camp that made their skin glow.
These new characters will spark a lot of anxiety in people during social interaction, because there are only a few in the country who can stand out like them. Just their looks put them in the top 1%.
She broke the silence;
"Are these boys on a top-secret mission at camp, or did they all vow to silence? I mean, did they leave their talking skills at the entrance, or are they saving all the juicy gossip for a reunion in ten years? Maybe they think sharing stories is a campfire hazard now!"
Eli and Nicholas broke into laughter.
"We took a vow to spill the truth only when we are being paid for it", Nicholas said while running his hand through her hair.
"I just want to know what magical potion you're drinking to make your skin glow and feel smoother than a baby's bottom! I mean, if it costs an arm and a leg, I'll bring a spare limb!". She said while resting her head on her brother's arms.
There was a laughter break-out again, even the driver wasn't left out.
"That won't be enough," Eliresponded, "Handing over your beauty will!"
She blushed and looked into Eli's brown eyes.
Eli observed her cheek flushing red but he decided to ignore it.
Angela becomes aware of it, and she quickly covers her face when his facial expression changes to something more exciting.
"No, these boys who look like they've been styled by a confused raccoon! No way they're stealing my beauty; I've worked hard to make sure my hair doesn't look like it's been through a wind tunnel!".
There's another laughter break-out.
"We are cooked!" Nicholas echoed loudly.
The conversation went on like that till they finally arrived.
His father sat in the living room, expecting the two boys who had left three years ago, searching for nothing he had never thought was substantial, because he was wealthy enough to purchase anything his children wanted. He owns assets and multiple incomes. He also passed down morals, humility, a sense of identity and much more, which will let them dominate as he does in his field whenever they decide to take over his business.
Indeed, Eli will either be a curse or a blessing.
His curiosity spiked as he heard the Audi sports car, which went to pick Eli and Nicholas from the airport, enter his compound, but his facial expression never revealed his thoughts.
Nicholas and Angela stepped in first, and Eli was still outside exchanging pleasantries with the bodyguards and maids in the house surroundings. They were all astounded by the new forged character in front of them.
Eli finally walked inside the living room, he saw Angela sitting on the couch and Nicholas was standing beside his father, Mr. Oye. Eli approached Mr. Oye who was sitting on the master couch facing the door with a nice smile plastered on his face, The two men shook hands and shared a brief hug. After the brief greeting, he wanted to tell him he would be leaving soon to visit his mother when he heard a voice from the doorway;
"Oh, Eli my boy, you're home!
Look at you, you're grown". She hugged him and walked him straight toward Nicholas and hugged them both.
"I am proud of both of you".
Mr. Oye's phone rang insistently.
"It's time to celebrate this reunion," he announced, confidently signalling to the maid to fetch a bottle of wine from the bar in the parlour while he answered the call.
"What? Call Rafiu to go take a look". Mr. Oye responded on the phone.
"I'll call the police to come take a look, then".
Mr Oye's facial expression became cold, which Eli quickly guessed that something was out of control.
"What's the matter, Father?". Nicholas asked.
"A few people are causing a scene at one of the restaurants that closed the ghetto". Mr. Oye responded.
Nicholas stood up and walked towards the door followed by Eli, "We will go take a look". His tone was cold and could be felt in the entire room.
"Angela stay back, it might be dangerous out there". Eli declared as he firmly closed the door behind him, halting her rise halfway to her feet.