NanKkhnum, the Pharaoh's manicurist quietly stepped past his lord, attempting to keep his eyes from giving away the secret passion he held for Eliaba, the servant girl.
She was so beautiful with her olive smooth complexion and sleek, shiny hair that smelled of lotus sweetly perfumed. The thin white tunic hugged her graceful frame, flowing like a tear drop from her shoulders to her knees. Eliaba had gathered the folds as she waded casually, causing the smallest of gentle ripples through the garden bath.
Her eyes were like black diamonds reflecting the sparkles of clear blue water. He could hardly breath. His heart was clinging too close to his throat, scampering like a buck in his tight muscular chest.
A breeze carried her distinct flavorful aroma to his nostrils. NianKkhnum couldn't stop himself from taking the opportunity to fully glance her direction, if only briefly. A few seconds, was it worth dying for? Before raising his head, he whispered in answer to his thoughts, "yes."
She was smiling. Was his eyes deceiving him? Eliaba, turned her own head towards him, eyes widened.
How did she know? Their eyes locked, speaking a thousand brilliant words. Poetry from hearts which were never heard before, for those words have never been created to be uttered. A lifetime frozen in one moment.
They both turned away simultaneously. It appeared a vision, that one could never be sure ever happened. The weight lifted, feeling much lighter and breathing came easier. He whispered again, "yes!"
He seen a platter of green and purple grapes, figs and pomegranates sitting lightly on her rounded hips, balancing it with a slender hand. She was bringing the fruits to Pharaoh. NianKkhnum was carried away with his thoughts, aware they also brought with them danger. Longing to be the man that she sat beside on soft cushions, privately sharing the fruits of love.
In all of Egypt, this was the type of fruit which was forbidden to him. The name of the fruit, Eliaba. He was not eunuch, but suffered as a man must, the laws of Pharaoh, the god of Egypt. NianKkhnum could not touch it, or partake of it lest he die.
It reminded him that his beloved friend Joseph, who was also a brotherly companion, had told him about the Hebrew God and a garden.
Joseph said, "There were two trees in the midst of a great, luscious garden. All the other trees, fruits and herbs the man and woman could eat of. Yet only one tree in the midst of the garden, and it's fruit man was forbidden of God to eat nor touch or they would surely die." It was said, that it caused the fall of man.
He felt a kinship with Adam, and a greater depth of understanding within his own flawed humanity. How tempting it must have been for the man and woman to eat of the forbidden fruit as they were beguiled by the serpent.
In this instance, NianKkhnum depicted Pharaoh as the serpent! Flaunting Eliaba, as an object to be admired, and looked upon from a distance. Treating her as though she couldn't possibly be any different, or a unique someone amongst all the other dainty fruits that hung in Pharaoh's courts.
Surely the God of Joseph, would not forbid him to take a wife of the one woman he had pledged in his heart to love and honor, even though unconsummated. NianKkhnum had made a vow concerning her for life, regardless.
It seemed through Joseph, as he learned of this great God, the more he desired to seek him out. To know him as Joseph knew him if it were possible. "What is the word? Ah, yes..it is faith," he mumbled.
Joseph would have the answer to this situation. Perhaps he would ask Joseph to help him to pray to this God, and seek his wisdom, and aide. His heart was right and his love was pure, perhaps the Hebrew God would make a way for him to have his precious fruit Eliaba for his wife.
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