Tarasha - Season 2 - Episode 230

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Tarasha - Season 2 - Episode 230

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‘You’d be live in ten seconds, are you ready?’ Tarasha asked with her fingers on the mouse. She was standing by the side of the table where the laptop was while Dr Martin Ekwueme was sitting some distance in front of the table. The man nodded in response to her question and she tapped the mouse with her fingers and moved away. A video chat began.
‘Martin,’ The doctor said as a video of his ex-wife’s house in Anambra showed, the expensive ceiling decoration was the only thing that could be seen on the screen, making it obvious that the device that was connected to was placed on a flat surface with it’s camera facing upwards. ‘Martin,’ the man called again, hoping that his son was close to the device and would be able to speak with him before his time elapsed.
A female face showed some seconds later, she looked into the camera and seemed to be wondering what was going on the device screen.
‘Uncle Martin,’ the doctor could hear the girl call. He recognized her, she was his ex-wife’s niece. ‘Were you playing music on your phone?’ Dr Martin heard her ask.
He heard nothing else until after ten seconds. ‘No of course, I’ve not touched the phone for close to an hour now.’ he heard his son Martin speak but it took sometime for Martin to show in the video
‘Martin!’ Dr Ekwueme called as his son picked the phone and stared at the screen.
The son turned to someone at the side, he could tell it was his niece who looked into the phone’s camera earlier. ‘Are you playing a video with my phone?’ Martin junior asked the person in the living room with him.
‘Look here son, I’m talking to you live.’ Dr Ekwueme said before Martin could get a response. The niece still answered with a loud voice but the doctor didn’t hear what she said.

‘Dad, you?’ Martin asked, with a surprised tone with his gaze now fixed on the device screen.

‘Yes, Martin. How are you?’
‘Dad, where are you?’ Martin ignored his question and asked his, with his voice full of concern.

‘I told you before that I only decided to take a break,’ Dr Ekwueme replied.
‘Take a break? By putting everyone in panic?’
‘No son, I didn’t mean it to be like that…’
‘Call mum…’ Martin said as he took a quick glance to the side.
‘Son, no need to involve your mum in this. I wouldn’t like for her to even make me feel worse than I feel now.’
‘She needs to hear about this Dad, everyone has been worried about you.’
‘Look son, I have very limited time to talk to you. I just want you to assure everyone that I’m fine and I’ll return home at the due time.’
‘Dad, where exactly are you?’ Martin asked.
‘Sorry boy, I have to go now. My five minutes is up. Tell your siblings and everyone not to worry about me, I love you all.’
The laptop’s screen went blank just after he finished speaking. Tarasha stepped forward to the laptop and tapped the escape key on the keyboard. She looked at the doctor, he was wiping off tears from his eyes.
‘Don’t worry Doc, very soon you’ll be with your family again.’ she said as she proceeded towards him. She dragged a chair closer to him and sat on it facing him directly. ‘So, were you able to do your assignment while I was away?’
The man wiped his eyes with the back of his palm and sniffed in gently. ‘I made my research and studied those documents,’ he said and paused to look at Tarasha’s face. ‘There’s a sealed document which contains the original copies, both hard and soft where Elvis Richards’ signature and thumb were printed.’
‘Ermm…’ Tarasha put on a frown. ‘How do we get these sealed document? And what do you really mean by “sealed”?’
‘I don’t know what being sealed means, that’s the term I found in the documents you gave me.’