Tarasha - Season 5 - Episode 92

4 years ago

Tarasha - Season 5 - Episode 92

3:15pm

‘Boss, Madam Atinuke is awake,’ Cole said to Tarasha as she entered into the computer room.

‘I received the doctor’s text message on that,’ Tarasha replied him, with very little enthusiasm in her voice. She walked towards the table and settled in the seat behind him. ‘I got your text, you said you’ve gotten the identities of the men in the video.’
‘Yes, I have but those men are people that I’ve never met in my life. I’ve never even come across their names,’ Cole said.
‘Let me have a look at them,’ Tarasha said, fixing her gaze on the computer screen. Cole was still trying to locate the pictures.
‘Here,’ Cole said, opening a picture showing two men’s passport photographs side by side and their respective names under each passport.

Tarasha stared at the picture for a while also, she had never seen any of the men or heard their names.

‘Have you found out where they work?’ she asked.

Cole quickly minimized the window and maximized another app which showed a detail profile of the men in the citizen’s directory. Tarasha took a minute each to go through each of the pictures.
‘Things could have changed, these profiles were saved based on information gotten from the last population census. Is this all you’ve got about them?’
‘No, I also located their facebook profiles and twitter handles,’ Cole replied.
‘Are the profiles public?’
‘No, they weren’t but I was able to break into the private profiles. There is no difference between the details they have in the citizen’s directory to what they have in their facebook and twitter profiles.’
‘So, there are no additional details on social media about them?’
‘None,’ Cole answered.
‘Did you check their recent posts?’
‘Yes, both profiles and timelines have not been updated for about seven years.’
‘Oh!’ Tarasha chuckled. ‘Well, there should be other ways to get them. Have you tried to trace the addresses on the citizens’ directory?’

‘Yes, the addresses aren’t valid residential buildings anymore.’
Tarasha stopped for a while to think.
‘But I have found ways we could get them,’ Cole said and waited for Tarasha to pay full attention to him before he continued. ‘I have traced two of their close family members each, both on the citizen’s directory and social media.’

‘Oh! That’s cool but I hope we can get them through their family members.’
‘We can make a trial,’ Cole said encouragingly.

‘I do hope so,’ Tarasha repeated as she got up to her feet. ‘I’ll be back,’ she said and proceeded straight towards the door.

3:15pm
Stephanie sat at the other edge of the bed watching happily as her mother ate the lunch of fried rice served to her.

Her happiness knew no bounds that day. Madam Atinuke had gotten up looking more healthier and stronger than she used to be. Even though her voice was still imbalanced like before and she was still slow, there were still signs of better health. Stephanie couldn’t wait to see Samantha Osman and thank her for saving her mother’s life from the Vice President and also helping her get better.

Someone knocked on the door when the woman was almost done with the meal. Stephanie glanced at the door and glanced at her mother, the oler woman was expecting her to attend to it.

‘Come in,’ Stephanie said from where she was seated. She stared at the door intently, waiting eagerly to see who was coming in. The door opened slowly and Madam Henrietta stepped in.

Madam Henrietta closed the door and stood still for some minutes right behind it without releasing the knob. Stephanie and Madam Atinuke’s eyes were directed towards her but she couldn’t look at them, her eyes were staring at the ground.

She didn’t believe that Atinuke could come alive again. Not because she wanted the woman’s death, but she just didn’t believe that someone with such mental and physical illness like that of Atinuke did not have anything to live for anymore.

She finally summoned courage and looked up, her eyes met with that of Stephanie’s, Madam Henrietta had continued with her food. She walked towards the bed and stopped some metres by the side of Atinuke.
Madam Atinuke looked up and their eyes met. She dropped the spoon into the plate and squinted at Madam Henrietta’s face. ‘Henrietta, it’s been a long time,’ she began in a shaky voice. Henrietta looked down at that moment. She felt guilty and could not look Henrietta in the eyes anymore. She had condemned her to death all the while Stephanie still hoped she could live and be well again.
‘Thank you for taking good care of Stephanie,’ Madam Atinuke continued. ‘Thank you for taking good care of your daughter.’

Madam Henrietta was surprised at her last statement and looked up. She glanced at Stephanie’s face and also saw the girl looking at her with a light smile.

There was silence for a moment but a lot was still being communicated in the silence.
‘I’m sorry,’ Madam Henrietta finally found her voice. ‘I’m sorry for not checking on you all these days.’
‘Sorry? You don’t need to be sorry,’ Madam Atinuke said joyfully. ‘You have been taking care of my daughter and that is far better than coming to see me. You took care of her like yours and made sure she lacked nothing in life, I am very grateful to you.’
Madam Henrietta burst into tears, she couldn’t find words to say anymore. Stephanie got up from her seating spot and walked to Madam Henrietta to embrace her.
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‘Do you want to see her now?’ Dr Ekwueme asked as he walked through the corridor with Tarasha. He stopped at the door to Madam Atinuke’s room and raised his hand to knock, only waiting for Tarasha to permit.

‘Is it necessary I see her now?’ Tarasha asked, squinting.

‘Well,’ the doctor put down his hand slowly and shrugged. ‘It depends on you, I only thought you would like to see how she’s doing.’

‘Would she be able to give me answers to my numerous questions now?’
‘Hmm… I think we should give her some more time.’ The doctor replied.
‘Let’s proceed to the lab then,’ Tarasha said.

The doctor turned to lead the way.
‘How well is the woman now?’ Tarasha asked as they proceeded.
‘She’s okay, back to her normal self.’ The doctor replied.
‘Her normal self?’ Tarasha questioned, not too sure of what he meant by the statement.
‘I mean her former self,’ the doctor replied. ‘The only thing that happened is that she stepped out of consciousness, we didn’t do anything to take care of her previous mental or physical state.’
‘Can’t something be done about it?’
‘I don’t think anything can be done to help her case, only few people do come out of her condition and what cures them has not been discovered or ascertained yet.’
‘So it means her previous condition couldn’t have gotten better?’
‘It could have,’ the doctor said, stressing the word ‘could’. ‘But if it happened, I wouldn’t say it’s a result of the therapy she underwent, it would have to be tested and proven if I make the assertion.’
They got into the medical lab and Tarasha closed the door behind her.

‘He should be awake by now,’ the doctor said as they proceeded to the bed Dave was sleeping in. Dave’s eyes were still closed and he didn’t look like he had woken up before they came in.