PASSWORD season 1& 2
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These mad people can be funny with their conversation like very funnyJune 9, 2018 at 7:27 am #1224984Nancy AdeoyeMember
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sorry K.kJune 13, 2018 at 8:05 am #1226339ViciyoungMember
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PASSWORD 2 Episode 9-10
Maa Abena eventually managed to give them their medications.
Soon two male attendants came and led the three away, leaving Kofi in the ward with Maa Abena.
“Where are they being taken to?” Kofi asked hopefully.
“To dinner,” Maa Abena Nyantie said. “Dining-hall is down the block, and I’ll show you later. This evening, however, I prepared some jollof for you so that you eat here, because I want to chat with you.”
Their eyes met and held.
She was a beauty, for a fact, more than Ato had described her. She was the kind of girl that men stared at and fantasized about. As he sat on his bed and looked at her, however, something hit him hard, and scared him a bit: he didn’t lust after her!
That was a first for him. He got breathless whenever he saw a beautiful girl, and if it were possible that he could see a girl again, he would make a move on her.
But, surprisingly, although he knew he might remain at the Adada Asylum for a while, he didn’t, for even one moment, imagine hitting on her and making love to her. There was something different about her that stirred more than lust within his heart.
Maybe it was due to the fact that she might believe he was as insane as the Director was making it seem, and it could also be the fact that after the Sajili incident, he had lost his libido.
But, whatever it was, he was looking at an incredibly beautiful woman, and for the first time he was not undressing her with his eyes, or imagining how she would look like from behind and sideways or naked on top of him.
She lifted a blue food flask from a plastic basket on the floor and took out some plates. She opened the flask and served the jollof from it, and put it on the side-table which she drew toward Kofi.
She sat at the desk of the NOD –Nurse on Duty – watching him as he ate.
It was the most delicious rice configuration he had ever tasted.
She had finished off with grilled fish, and he just couldn’t have enough. She watched him with mildly surprised eyes as he first used the spoon, then put it down and wolfed down the food with his fingers.
There was the residue of chewed fish bones in the plate, and he looked up at her, licking his fingers, still not full but feeling suddenly abashed to ask for more.
She stood up and approached him. She scooped the rest of the rice in the food flask into a new plate, put one more grilled fish beside it, and put it down in front of him.
He looked at her with almost shy eyes.
“That was reserved for yourself, wasn’t it?” he asked softly.
“Finish it off,” she replied with a chuckle.
“Sure?” he asked uncertainly.
“I don’t like rice much, Kofi,” she said gently. “I prepared that for you, but I didn’t really believe you could eat all that.”
He looked at her, startled, and saw her eyes twinkling, and knew she was making fun of him, and they both smiled at the same time. She dropped her eyes quickly, and he turned to the food, aware that within that harmony of their eyes meeting, a threshold had suddenly been breached, somehow.
Not that she had felt it; maybe she hadn’t.
A love note was the last thing he needed, though. He was now a disgraced man. The whole world knew he had tried to make love to a corpse. Videos and pictures of him had gone viral, and she was pretty well aware of that.
Secondly, she was such a beauty, and it was absolutely inconceivable that she was without a man, someone who loved her enough to make a respectable woman out of her.
And of course there was Ato, his friend. Ato had intimated this was the one girl he could love and marry, and as the Brother Code went, he could never express interest in the girl his friend loved. It was a taboo area.
Finally, there was Akweley to consider.
Kofi still loved her, and he had a deep pain in his heart that he had messed up and ruined their beautiful relationship. Maybe, if by some miracle he got out of here, Akweley would still be waiting for him because deep down she loved him, he was certain of that.
He finished off the plate, and she poured water for him to wash his hands and gave him some disposable kitchen towels to clean his hands.
She poured water for him to drink, and then she carefully packed the flask and bowls back into the basket. She went back to the NOD desk and after a moment she came toward him with some medicine in a tablet holder.
On the holder was also an unbroken injectable ampoule and a syringe.
She set it down on the side-table, and stood looking down at Kofi.
His face was a mask of misery as he looked at the medication, and then at her face. His eyes were sad as he reached out slowly and covered her right hand with both of his, his look unwavering.
“I want you to believe me, Maa Abena, please,” he said in an unsteady voice. “I don’t know what’s going to happen to me here, but I know one thing: if you give me those drugs, you’re going to drive me mad. I’m not crazy, Maa Abena. It has all been one great mess!”
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She looked at him, and her face was troubled, a furrow puckering her brow.
“I spoke to Ato deep into the dawn, Kofi,” she said in a worried voice. “He told me all that happened. But I’m confused, Kofi. If there’s nothing wrong with you, why did Director Dovlo confine you? Why did you act so absolutely crazy in the presence of the judge and journalists?”
“He injected me with some drug, Maa Abena,” he said carefully. “He told me it would make me act like a madman and convince the judge and the others about how unstable I was.”
She stepped away from him, her face filled with uncertainty, shaking her head.
“Motive, Kofi, motive!” she said, her eyes accusing. “That man is a professional! I admire him so much, because he knows his work. He has cured many inmates that were brought here, and integrated them back into society successfully! How on earth would he want to do such a thing to you?”
He stood up and walked slowly towards her.
“A long time ago, a woman came to my workplace to see my director,” he said carefully. “That woman wanted to buy a house, and my director told me to take her round to see our completely-detached housing units so that she could make a choice. I was a poor, bad boy, then, Maa Abena. I was a womanizer, and I saw only a lonely, mature woman with money to spend. She was not wearing any wedding bands on her finger, and she told me she was a divorcee. I began an affair with her. It lasted for a year, and then I could not take it anymore. For one, I was very much in love with my fiancé then, and secondly I could not tolerate her demands any longer. She wanted me to move into the house she bought with her, and get married. She was domineering and very violent, and so I broke off with her. I had no idea then that she was still a married woman.”
He stopped, his eyes filled with remorse, sweat on his face.
She looked at him, but it was evident that he was reluctant to continue.
“And what has that story got to do with Director Dovlo remanding you here?” she asked softly.
“I only found out when I met him that indeed Naana Basiwaa was a married woman,” Kofi said miserably. “She was Mrs Naana Basiwaa Dovlo.”
“Jesus!” Maa Abena exclaimed, shocked to her very bones. “Director Dovlo’s wife? The one who committed suicide?”
Kofi was trembling, and he could not stand any longer. He lowered himself onto the bed.
“Yes, Maa Abena, although I never knew she committed suicide. The Director told me. He is blaming me for her death, and he’s going to cut off his pound of flesh.”
“That’s so preposterous!” she whispered, so horrified. “He’ll keep you here to exact revenge? Is that what he’s doing?”
“That’s what he’s doing, Maa Abena,” Kofi said softly. “But he has the perfect excuse now passing me off as an insane man, and so he’ll get away with his evil.”
“Not as long as I live!” Maa Abena said, still shaken. “That’s so horrible, Kofi dear, and so terrible!
She went back to the desk and put her medicine holder down.
She came and sat beside Kofi on the bed, and took his hands, looking deeply into his eyes.
“If what you have told me is true, Kofi Kuntu, then a terrible injustice has been done to you, and I’m going to be your friend to ensure that this evil is exposed.”
Tears shimmered in his eyes, and he turned his face up to the ceiling to keep them from falling.
She was an angel, and she was on his side, and he was so grateful for that!
“I spoke to Ato, like I told you,” she continued, her face sad. “Evidently he went back to the shrine.”
Kofi scowled first, then raised his eyebrows.
“Ato went back to Mallam Busanga?” he asked with some surprise.
“Yes, Kofi,” Maa Abena replied. “He wanted to find out if that password situation has now been remedied since you were able to do whatever you were supposed to do with the corpse of that Indian lady.”
Kofi looked at her expectantly now, his face flushed.
“What did Mallam Busanga say?” he asked excitedly.
She shook her head sadly at him.
“Well, a load of nonsense, if I may put it bluntly,” she said. “The Mallam said that you were supposed to put in your…your…whatever, manhood, yes, and withdraw yourself. But since you put it in and then you were hit by a doctor, which forced you out of the woman, it means you didn’t withdraw your manhood yourself, so the password is still intact.”
She saw Kofi’s face going through a very tragic transformation.
The excitement slowly ebbed out of his face, and he looked bland for a moment but it rapidly changed to moroseness, then sadness, to agitation, and then, incredibly, his expression broke down and his face screwed up into a terrible line of sorrow, and then the tears walled up in his eyes like an overfilled dam, and slowly coursed down his cheeks.
It was such a tragic show of the weakness and vulnerabilities of a man, and it made Maa Abena Nyantie sad indeed. She reached out and took his hands in hers.
To Be Continued…June 13, 2018 at 12:36 pm #1226391mercyrubyMember
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finally someone is by Kofi’s side and he might get out of the asylum bt the password is still intact….. Kofi u will have to seek God’s interventionJune 13, 2018 at 8:50 pm #1226581kinginMember
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Ur d--k is on code by a ghostJune 13, 2018 at 9:08 pm #1226595Lonewolf05Member
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Am so sorry Kofi, thats life & you have to face it heads on. May God delivers you.June 13, 2018 at 9:14 pm #1226597Ireoluwa EmmanuelMember
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only God can help u kofiJune 13, 2018 at 9:27 pm #1226599olushegzyMember
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Kofi it’s only God that can save u from this password of a thing