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PASSWORD Season 2Ep23


password Season 2Ep23

Akweley woke up to the persistent knocking on her door.

She opened her eyes drowsily and looked at the luminous face of the digital clock on the small side-table of the bed.

It was 04:10 a.m.

She drew the sash of the nightie tighter around her and walked to the door.

“Daddy?” she asked softly.
She could now hear some faint raised voices, as if someone was screaming or shouting in the distance, and she scowled.
“Yes, sweetheart,” came her father’s muffled voice, and she threw the door open and saw him standing out there, wearing a long white gown and holding a pistol in his hand, making her eyes go wide with fright instantly.


“Shh!” Laryea Odamten whispered. “It seems we’re being attacked by robbers, dear. The security people pressed the alarm signal, and I’ve called the police. We need to hide and wait till the police get…”

Laryea Odamten stopped because just then they heard a voice shouting out Akweley’s name.
“Akweley, Akweley! Are you in there? Come on, Akweley! It’s me, K.K!”

Father and daughter looked at each other with absolute shock.

“Kofi?” Akweley whispered, turned and rushed back into her room. She drew the blinds and slid the window to one side and looked outside.

Kofi was standing out there in the courtyard, wearing sky-blue pajamas and holding what looked like a fire extinguisher.

She blinked hard and looked again, sure that she might be dreaming.

“Well, I’m going to kill this filthy bastard!” Laryea Odamten said savagely.

He had been peering over Akweley’s shoulder, and he had also seen Kofi.

He turned away but Akweley quickly held her father’s arm.
“Daddy!” she said earnestly. “It’s okay! Let me speak to him!”
“Why?” Laryea asked angrily. “That boy is mad! He obviously escaped from the asylum! What’s he doing here, anyway?”

“Just let me speak to him, Daddy,” she said, striving to remain calm.

“What for?” he asked acidly. “Remember you’re going to get married this weekend!”

“I know, Daddy,” she said gently. “It’s okay. He’s not going to change my mind. I’ve written him off. Just let me change into some jeans, and I’ll go and send him away, please.”

“Alright, Precious,” Laryea grated out. “But don’t entertain him here, please. How did he get past the security men anyway?”

Akweley changed rapidly as Kofi continued to shout out her name.
Kofi opened his mouth to shout out her name again, but he heard the locks behind drawn back, and then the keys turned in the security door, and then it swung open, and Akweley came out.
He thought she looked even more beautiful than he remembered, even that early in the morning. She was wearing tight-fitting jeans and a hugging white blouse. A white towel was tied around her hair.

She moved toward him slowly and stopped a good two paces away, and as she looked at him and he saw the expression of wariness on her face, pain cut through him to the core, and he shut his eyes for a few seconds before opening them again.

“I’m not insane, Ak,” he said softly.
Her expression became hard.
“Maybe you aren’t, Kofi,” she said slowly, her eyes beginning to glow with fury. “But to me you are, you know! After everything that I did for you, all the sacrifices I made for you, you were still cheating on me, you bastard!”

She had expected him to go hard on her, like he always did when he was at fault, but he licked his lips and remained serious, as if he was trying to find the best way to address her.

She saw that he had lost a little weight, and his hair was bushy, but even then he still remained so maddeningly handsome and incredibly sweet, and she fought the sudden urge to throw her arms around him.

“You’re right, Ak,” he said in a soft voice. “But I’ve been through absolute hell! I’ve realized that the world is not as beautiful as I thought it was. I am an orphan, Ak, and never knew my parents. They tossed me from three or four foster homes, and I grew up without love! I became bitter, and stupid, and never knew the meaning of sacrifices, dearest.”

His voice was earnest as he moved closer to her.

“So yes, I cheated on you, Akweley, but I was a stupid, na├»ve guy, just out to get some fun. I’ve changed now, Ak. This experience has thought me to believe in God, and I came to tell you how sorry I am for all the things I did against you. I’m really, really sorry. You have every right to hate me, but I just want you to know that I’ve changed, for real. If you will give me a chance to make it right, I’ll be the most faithful and caring man you’ll ever want.”

She crossed her arms under her breasts and gaped at him.

This was a Kofi she didn’t know!
Kofi Kuntu now soft and gentle and really showing remorse?
Who would have believed it?
The old Kuntu would have torn her jeans off right there, pushed her up against one of the pillars and slipped a hard-on into her!
But then again they said he had lost his manhood.

“So, is it true, all that Ato and that nurse girl told me?” she said carefully. “Is it really true?”

“Yes, it is a true story that reads like the worst nightmare, Akweley,” he said slowly. “The Director of the Asylum is a man who wants to drive me crazy, and so I had to escape. I came to tell you I’m sorry. I’ve regretted being such an ungrateful scum. They told me that you’re going to get married. I came to ask for your forgiveness, and to tell you that if you will have me, I’m ready to worship you, because you deserve it. What we have might not have been love, and we may love different people now. However, I could not let you marry without saying sorry to you.”

She looked at him for a long time, and then she sighed.

“How I wish you had uttered those words whilst you were still with me, K.K,” she said softly. “Right now, it is too late, okay? I’ve found a new man, someone with money, a man who respects me, a man I’m going to marry this weekend. It is over between us, Kofi Kuntu.”

He sighed miserably.

“Do you love him, Akweley?” he asked.

She shrugged.

“Love is relative, Kofi,” she said. “Anyway, it’s none of your business. How could you even for a moment, think that I would want to have anything to do with you after all that you’ve been through? My father detests you, and you have been an inmate of an asylum, Kofi. An asylum! It doesn’t matter whether you were framed to be in there, but all my friends know you’ve been there! Even if I forgive you, and accept you back, this stigma will always follow you. My friends will laugh at me, and I would be the recipient of their scorn and derision for having married a man who had been in an asylum, an insane man! I’m sorry, Kofi. We’re through.”

He looked very sad for a moment, and when he looked up at her she could see the tears shimmering in his eyes.

“Well, put like that, it concludes everything, because I can’t possibly fight against the notion of a wife who will be ashamed to be seen with me because I’ve been in an asylum,” he said, and his voice was unsteady. “Congratulations then, Ak. I wish you happiness with this new man. At least my conscience is clear now, and I can move on with my life.”

“You better leave, Kofi,” she said. “Daddy called the police, and they would be here any minute now. I wouldn’t like to see them roughing you up. But why did you escape anyway? You’ll only be captured and sent back, and life would be harder for you. You never seem to get any sense into your head, Kofi. Always the foolish, foolish boy!”
Kofi turned away, deeply hurt.

To be treated with such scorn, such disdain, such utter contempt by no other than Akweley, seared him right through to the heart, and he had to fight hard against the tears that fought in his chest.
He took unsteady steps away and came to a pillar.

“Come, Baluu, let’s go,” he said, pointing his fire extinguisher.

Akweley gaped, sure that Kofi was speaking to invisible people now. She had wanted to ask him about the fire extinguisher, but she had forgotten. She shook her head, convinced that indeed Kofi was going insane, but just then a man stepped out from behind the pillar.

Akweley almost screamed as the man turned.

He was also wearing only the bottoms of the same sky-blue pajamas, but this man was a giant!
He was not wearing any shirt, and his incredibly massive muscles and pectorals bulged with sheer power!

His arms were massive, and his chest was like a mountain! He glared at Akweley with the evillest eyes she had ever seen, making her take faltering steps back with sudden terror.

“Ei, no be small!” the giant said in an angry voice. “Lady kelewele, lady atopa, lady topai! Should I break her leg, Jabujabu?”

Kofi turned and saw the terrified face of Akweley, and he smiled sadly and shook his head.
“Let her be, Baluu. Let’s get out of here.”

Akweley watched them leave, and for one wild moment she felt a great sense of loss and sadness, and almost rushed after Kofi.
Her father, who had been behind the door, came out, took her arm, and led her inside.

For once he was very quiet.

He had seen that man with Kofi, and he was absolutely terrified!
Kofi and Baluu reached the entrance. Two of the security men were still lying down in a faint; Baluu had poleaxed them when they had refused to let Kofi enter.
The third man had fearfully opened the gates.


Kofi had no money, no phone, and the petrol gauge indicated that he would run out of fuel soon.

Baluu, too huge for the car, had gotten down shortly after they left the asylum, and had ripped out the front passenger seat.

Now he sat in the front and leaned back, his massive frame lying on the back seat.

He had literally filled the car!
Kofi drove aimlessly through the streets of Accra whilst Baluu dozed off in the seat beside him.
That was another factor.

He had wanted to leave Baluu behind at the asylum, but the man had simply jumped into the car amidst the excitement, and with bullets whizzing past them there was no way he could have used the extinguisher to force the man out.

He contemplated going to his house and getting some few things, but that was out of the question, for now.

His neighbours might have been warned by now about his escape.
Secondly, he could not risk Baluu around people. The giant could kill someone.

He could not go to Ato’s place too because that would be one of the places the police would stake out.

Unfortunately, he did not know the directions to Maa Abena’s house. She would be the best person to help him.

Feeling weak, hungry and morose, Kofi parked at a bus station to rest a while. He knew he could not be in the car for long.

It would be one of the things the police would look out for.

He needed to plan and think about what to do.

Kofi must have dozed off, and was awakened by sudden cries and screams and he woke up with a start and looked around him.
There was a breakfast stand not far from where he had parked, and people had been having breakfast.

Now they were screaming and running away!
Baluu was there.

There were two boys on the ground with looks of pain on their faces, felled by heavy slaps from the giant!

Baluu was gripping the neck of a woman, obviously the seller and slapping her face left and right!
“Oh, Lord no!” Kofi groaned and came out of the car and rushed toward them.

“Baluu!” Kofi cried with horror. “Let her go at once!”

Baluu looked at him and dumped the woman on the floor.

“Ei, no be small!” Baluu said. “I said foooood, she said go away, and so I hammered her!”

Baluu then picked up two huge loaves of bread, two sardines, and then upended some fried eggs from a frying pan into a plastic cup.

He turned and looked at the stunned woman still sitting dazedly on the ground.

“Ei, no be small!” he growled at the whimpering seller. “Give me some of that oblayo and milk! Put some sugar in it! Make it two! Ei, no be small! Add some water too! I’m also thirsty! If you don’t do it I’ll rip your head off gbraaaaa!”

The other buyers had scattered, and the woman obediently stood up, trembling badly, and put the porridge into polyethylene bags and put them in a bigger bag. Baluu took that and turned away.
Kofi looked at the woman with regret.

“Sorry, madam,” he said remorsefully. “Don’t worry, we’ll come and pay you soon, okay?”
He followed Baluu into the car, and he started up immediately and drove away fast.

Suddenly Baluu reached over and clamped a hand on Kofi’s neck!
He grabbed the steering-wheel and turned it savagely.

Kofi stomped on the break as he reached between his things and picked up the fire extinguisher.
Baluu let go his neck immediately and screamed.

“Ei, no be small o! Jabujabu!”
He turned sideways and whimpered with fear.

Kofi slowly straightened the car as he grabbed his throat and coughed painfully.

He knew then that Baluu was a great liability!

He just couldn’t move around town with the ginat!

A couple of kilometers later he swung off the main road and followed a rutted track to a school field and a school.

He parked the car and went out with Baluu.

He made sure to take his fire extinguisher.

And then, on the veranda of the school, they took breakfast, and it was one of the sweetest foods Kofi had taken in a while.

To be continued..


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