Dial - Season 2 - Episode 92

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Dial - Season 2 - Episode 92

What followed was a mad cacophony of sounds. Her screams brought Tawiah and his daughter because they were quite close by, and soon others came on the scene too, including the former palace guards, Kwaku and Onyina. My excited enquiries about Abena Adobea went unheard as they dragged me outside and carried me high, and soon they were splashing me with talcum powder and carrying me around the village, singing wildly.
By the time I had shouted myself almost hoarse, and they put me down, I was completely white and sneezing from the talcum powder. And then I had to intervene quickly when I saw Tawiah chasing Attah Panyin with a huge club.

I held Tawiah and pulled him back.
“Hey, easy, easy!” I said with a tired smile. “He came with me! He is no longer an Okomfo but a man of God. He’s going to build a church here and man it as the pastor!”

“Apuuuuu!” Onyina screamed, and he was not alone.

“Demon!” another shouted, and they would have descended on the former Okomfo Basabasa with deadly venom if he hadn’t started speaking then.

His voice was gentle, unhurried, as he told them of his bad deeds, and how he had treated them. He told them that Jesus had found him, and then he got to his knees and, weeping, asked them to forgive him and accept him.

Perhaps, the sight of Okomfo Basabasa on his knees really tipped the scale, and they gawked at him with profound shock.
“Is he mad?” Maame Ntiriwaa drew close and whispered into my ear. “Did you inject him with some bad poison?”
I chuckled and shook my head.
“No, Maame, he has really changed,” I said. “I have a lot to tell you, really. But first, you haven’t answered my question. Where’s my love? Where’s Abena Adobea?”

As Tawiah embraced Attah Panyin, and the others too hugged him, one by one, Maame Ntiriwaa looked at me with very sad eyes.
“She came here, almost a month ago, my son,” she said in a soft voice. “She was so broken. And she said she couldn’t stay here knowing you married Dede. I begged her to stay, at least until you got word to us, but she wouldn’t. Brian had no option than to give her some money, and then she left.”
“Left?” I asked, feeling a ball of pain and misery in the pit of my stomach. “Left where? Oh, Maame, why didn’t you stop her?”

“I couldn’t, my son!” she said with pain. “Once she gets something into that stubborn head of hers, it’s impossible to speak sense to her! And she was hurting so badly, her tears falling constantly. I blessed her and let her go. I asked where she would be staying and doing, and she said she hadn’t decided on anything yet. Yao, I don’t know where my daughter is!”
My pain was absolute.

“I’m going back to the city,” I said harshly.
“What?” she asked. “Now? Oh, Yao! At least rest for tonight, get some food. Then you can leave in the morning!”
“No!” I said harshly. “And you’re coming with me. I have to find her. Go and get your stuff, just the ones you can’t replace. Leave clothes and stuff. I’ll buy you more when we get to the city.”

“Yao, but-”
“Please, stop arguing!” I cut in harshly, my heart in pain. “You’re coming with me!”
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