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Story: PASSWORD Season 2Ep9


password Season 2Ep9

©Aaron Ansah-Agyeman

She spoke gently.
“You were approaching the whole situation wrongly, you know,” she said. “That Indian girl was evidently well-versed in the dark arts, and yet you went to a man of the dark arts to deal with it. Both powers are from the devil, you know, so how can the devil fight against himself?”
Kofi took one of his hands from hers and slowly cleaned the tears from his face. His lips trembled with acute distress.
“What are you talking about, Abena?” he asked softly.
“You can’t fight evil with evil, Kofi,” she said gently. “It’s just like fighting fire with fire. You need a stronger force, the strongest of all powers, actually. You need Christ in your life. If only you’ll accept to be a Christian, the Holy Spirit will descend on you, and it would come with the full powers of God, and it would cancel out any evil spells on your body and in your spirit, and you’ll become whole.”
He looked at her intently, his face both hopeful and scared.
“I’ve never believed in God, Maa Abena,” he said slowly. “I was raised up in a foster home, you know, by a couple who were being paid by an agency to take care of homeless children. The story is that my folks died in an accident. So I was raised up without love, and had to fight for every morsel of food. I grew up hating God. How could I believe in something I have hated all my life?”
She went back to the desk and rummaged through a drawer for some time, and then she came back to him holding a Bible and a sheet of printed paper.
“Have you ever read the Bible, Kofi?”
He shook his head slowly.
“Believed it was filled with foolish fantasies,” he said, his expression tortured. “Maa Abena, you’re a good girl. I’ve never been a good boy, okay? I’ve slept with tens of women. I’ve cheated, I’ve stolen, I’ve taken drugs, I’ve smoked weed! I’m rotten to the core! I don’t think the God you believe wants anything to do with a sinner like me.”
“And those are the reasons why Jesus came down to earth, Kofi,” she said, and smiled, and it was such a beautiful smile that it transformed her whole face, making it even more beautiful. “Here’s a Bible, and on this sheet you’ll find a list of quotations. These quotations have carefully been selected to help unbelievers discover the golden love in the Bible, and in God. You’ll read two verses a day. Here, let me show you.”
And so the beautiful sweet girl sat down beside the confused shattered boy, and began to show him how to navigate through the Bible.
Two weeks later, Maa Abena Nyantie entered Miss Elsie Ansah’s office.
The senior nurse was in her beautiful white uniform; white shirt, skirt, socks and flat-heeled soft-soled white canvas. Her white cap was fixed on her hair, and she was sitting behind her desk filling out excel worksheets.
She looked up and smiled warmly.
“Abena, good to see you, come in, come in and take a seat,” she said and minimised the worksheet she was working on.
Maa Abena sat down with a smile of her own. She was also in uniform, and she looked very beautiful indeed.
“How’re you, my dear?” Miss Ansah asked.
“I’m doing well, madam,” Maa Abena answered.
“I suppose there’s something you want to tell me about our new patient,” she said kindly.
Maa Abena licked her lips nervously, and she took a deep breath. It was quite evident that she was in a great quandary. She was new at the Adada Asylum, and she did not know how far she could trust the older woman, although Nii Lin had assured her that Miss Ansah was a good Christian who could be trusted.
“Listen, my dear, I understand whatever you want to tell me has shocked you, and you’re wondering whether you should talk to me. Well, let me begin by telling you that Director Bobo Dovlo has been incredible all the years he has headed this institution, and I had been full of admiration for him, until Mr. Kofi Kuntu was brought here. I am convinced he is doing something very wrong where the boy is concerned, and I’m very worried about it. His choice of medication is suspect to me, and I’m not very comfortable at all. So if you know anything that could help me make a major decision, this is the time to let me know.”
Maa Abena nodded and smiled nervously.
“What I’m about to tell you will definitely shock you, madam,” she said quickly. “But I don’t know what to do at the moment, and I believe you would be in a better position to advise me.”
“Go on, dear, I’m listening,” Miss Ansah said.
Maa Abena began haltingly, and told the kind woman all that she had gathered about the Kofi Kuntu case.
Elsie Ansah’s eyes widened with disbelief at first, to absolute shock and furious chagrin at the end.
“My good gracious,” she whispered with horror when Maa Abena finished narrating her story. “It all makes perfect sense now! I was right in stopping you from giving Kofi medication for some time! My word! This is absolutely horrible! What to do, what to do, what to do!”
She stood up and paced the room restlessly, finally going to the window where she stood gazing out for a long time as Maa Abena waited with bated breath.
Finally, she turned from the window and came back to her seat, sitting down gingerly and almost wringing her hands.
“We need to tread with caution, Abena,” she said carefully. “We can’t trust anyone here. Almost all the workers eat out of the Director’s hand, and they’ll do anything to please him. Let’s keep this between the three of us; me, you and Nii Lin. Director Dovlo has very powerful friends, both within and with government, and he’s one of the most respected people in the country, and he’s very talented in his field. If we give him so much as a tiny iota of suspicion he’ll do something to make Kofi insane for real. I’ll try and fix an appointment with Judge Akwasi Buabasah and let him know what’s going on.”
Maa Abena breathed with relief, and her whole face lit up with happiness.
“Oh, madam, that’ll great indeed!” she said. “I’m so grateful!”
Senior Nurse Elsie raised her eyebrows at Maa Abena Nyantie.
“Well, in as much as I must commend you for getting to the root of this matter, I must say I sense something extra in there, Abena,” she said with a glint in her eyes.
“Something extra, madam?” Maa Abena asked, confused.
“Yes, dear, like something extra for Kofi Kuntu?” she said with a smile. “He is, after all, a very attractive young man, and I’m sure he has the ability to make a lady’s heart go thump thump in the right place.”
Maa Abena gasped, shocked, and tried hard to recover from her sudden unease and nervousness.
“Oh!” she said, flustered. “Well, no, madam. I just…just feel a lot of pity for him, and nothing else, please.”
The older woman laughed and waved a hand.
“Don’t fret yourself, dear,” Elsie Ansah said. “Just needling you. But do take care, okay? I’ll let you know how it goes with Judge Buabasah.”
“Yes, madam,” Maa Abena said hurriedly and stood up. “I’m grateful. God bless you. I’ll get back to work then.”
“And one thing, Abena,” Senior Nurse Ansah said with a serious face. “Tell Nii Lin to begin rolling cameras in Kofi’s ward. I want him to give me copies of the video recordings for a month. One of his cousins is in the CCT room, and he can have copies from him. But please, let them keep it a secret! I don’t want the Director finding out about that.”
“Yes, madam, I’ll tell him. Thanks again.”
When Maa Abena went out of Nurse Elsie’s office, she stopped for a moment and took a deep breath.
She evaluated herself for a moment, and then she shook her head, her beautiful face worried.
“Nope, nope, I can’t be that transparent!” she whispered to herself. “I don’t feel anything for that boy. I’m just sad for him, and I’m pitying him! Well, it is true he is younger and handsomer than Roman Reigns, my WWE idol, but surely, I don’t fancy him, not a player like him anyway.”
As she walked along, however, the worried lines still remained on her face. Her little self-motivational speech had done nothing to erase the image of Kofi’s face from her mind’s eye.
If anything, she found herself looking forward to seeing him again.
“Oh, crap!” she whispered to herself. “My dearest Lord, I’ve served you faithfully, please! Don’t let this heart do any thump thumping for that corpse banger!”
She giggled suddenly to herself, and looked around quickly to see if anyone had seen her.
When Kofi opened his eyes Pilot was naked and squatting on his bed with his face clenched so hard that his eyes were red and veins stood out on his neck, and he was farting monstrously.
Kofi sat up quickly with great trepidation, staring at the man with bulging eyes.
“What the hell are you doing?” he exploded.
Captain, lying on his side on the bed and clutching his teddy bear, looked at Kofi’s shocked face and shook his head sadly.
“He’s trying to s--t on your bed,” Captain said. “He says he heard some evil voices coming from inside your bed, and he’s shitting on them.”
Kofi got off the bed, grabbed Pilot by the arm and pulled him so hard that he crashed on the floor. The stench of the flatulence was so bad that Kofi curled his arm across his nose.
Malboro suddenly grabbed Kofi’s shoulder and spun him around, smiling broadly and holding out his hand.
“Hiya, I’m Malboro,” he said enthusiastically. “Welcome to madness. We’re all mad here.”
“Oh comot for there!” Kofi said miserably and pushed Pilot away as he tried to climb on his bed again. “Hey! Go and s--t on your own bed if you want to s--t on a bed! Nkwaseasem ara kwa! Nonsense!”
“You don’t understand!” Pilot said plaintively. “The voices are in your bed! They’re coming for you! They’ll kill us all if I don’t poop on them!”


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