Dial - Season 1 - Episode 80

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Dial - Season 1 - Episode 80

He took a white handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped his hands and then his lips, all the while fixing his black eyes on me.
“So be it, Mr. Biko,” he said, and his voice had frosted over and become very cold as he glared at me. “If you want to die, I’ll oblige you! Say it again, let me know that you’re angry enough and ready enough! Tell me I should kill you one more time and I promise you it will be so…you will die in a second! Say it again, if you dare, Mr. Biko!”

And I knew he meant it because I could suddenly feel a coldness in the air, an eerie coldness as if some evil things were just around me, waiting and ready to tear into me.

And, like most human beings, I trembled at the thought of death now that it was imminent. Suddenly, I didn’t want to die like this. Suddenly I wanted to live, to get better and move on with my life.

I blinked at him, and much against my will, the tears of anguish came to my eyes again.
“Please, please, please, b0s0m Wowo!” I whispered in agony. “Stop this, please! I’ve learnt a lesson, a most bitter one! I’m so sorry Akos died! Please, I beg of you, take this off me! I’m serious about Dede! I’m going to marry her! Please, forgive me!”
He leaned back and regarded me coldly.
“I came here to forgive you, Mr. Biko, but it seems to me that you haven’t learnt the most important lesson in life: for every action there is a consequence! You had money, and so you thought you were invisible. You drugged my daughter, slept with her anyhow, made her pregnant and then you abandoned her so cruelly that death seemed like the only avenue for her. That was your action, and I thought you had learnt your lesson, then you went ahead and put Dede on your list, a true indication that you don’t regret anything you’ve done to my family!”

“I’m sorry!” I whispered helplessly. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do it! I fought it so hard!”

“Then you should have fought harder, Mr. Biko!” he thundered angrily. “You don’t deserve the love of any of the women in my household! You have not learnt the consequences of your choices, Mr. Biko!”
“So you won’t forgive me?” I asked miserably. “What the hell are you going to do to me now?”

And before he could speak, the elevator doors dinged open, and Dede emerged, fully-dressed now. The sight of her sent real pain through my heart. She looked so forlorn, so miserable, so broken. Her beautiful eyes were swollen, evidence that she had cried a lot.
“Oh, Dede, Dede!” I whispered hoarsely, dejectedly.

She walked slowly toward me, and her face was really shattered and tortured. Her lips trembled as she stopped in front of me.
“Yao!” she whispered with pain. “I have been thinking, whilst I was dressing…I do need you. Yao, my love, I don’t know what happened, or how it happened, but my heart is breaking up. I want to forgive you, because we all sin. Yes, maybe you couldn’t get over your addiction to this list, and I understand that. But if I forgive you, I’m sure you’ll make it right.”
“Oh, Dede!” I said, wanting so much to reach out and take her into my arms, but those evil invisible hands were holding me tightly.
Dede sighed tremulously and gently wiped a tear from her right cheek.
“There’s something I didn’t tell you,” she said with a catch in her voice. “I’ve been awarded a scholarship to go abroad and further my studies. But my heart is in pain, Yao, because I’m really feeling for you, and I want you by my side.”

Tears of anguish came into my eyes as I looked at her.

She was so dear, and suddenly she was the most important thing in my life.
“Yes, Dede, my love, yes!” I whispered. “I’ll do anything you say! Punish me, beat me, deny me, anything, but don’t leave me alone! Let’s make this work, please!”
“You’re wasting your time, my dearest sister,” Nana b0s0mba said gently and smiled. “He doesn’t give one hoot about you. He’s using you! He wants you to marry him so that I release him, and that’s why he’s pretending to care so much about you.”