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Password - Season 2 - Episode 29
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She had prepared him the sweetest light soup he had ever tasted, replete with tender meat and succulent fish bits.

She fed the soup to him slowly, refusing to let him take the bowl because he was in a hurry to drink it and not take it bit by bit from the spoon as she was doing.

Afterwards, they chatted for a while.

Kofi was alarmed because he was feeling slightly dizzy, and he was developing a headache somewhere in the regions around his eyes.

“I don’t know what’s happening, Maa Abena,” he said carefully. “I should be stronger, but I’m getting quite weak and dizzy, and there’s this pain around my eyes.”
“Please, lie down then,” she said quickly, pushing his chest gently. “It must be because of the beating you received from the guards and when Baluu threw you against the wall. Don’t worry, Doctor Joan is a good doctor, and she’ll get you on track very soon.”

He lay back in bed, and looked at her with hooded eyes.

“She should,” he said. “I miss our times together in the ward, Maa Abena.”

She seemed to stiffen, and her eyes dropped suddenly.

“Well, then here is better,” she said in a rush, feeling the sudden tension that had sprung up between them. “I can visit you as often as I like here, Kofi, and stay for as long as I like. When you’re in D-Block I can only be there during my shift.”

He smiled weakly.

“Then I’m glad,” he said. “Then Doctor Joan better keep me here forever, so that I get more of you. I can’t get enough of you, Maa Abena.”



She looked up at him then, giving him the full blast of those lovely eyes, that beautiful face, and those full sensuous lips, which now seemed to quiver a bit.
“Why, Kofi?” she asked calmly, a slight frown puckering her brow now. “Why do you want to see me?”

He knew immediately that this was the first tentative steps of that alien thing brewing up between them. They both knew it was there, and although it was an exhilarating thing, with such powerful emotions, it was scary as well.
By some silent converging of mutual agreement none of them had broached it till now, and as he looked at her it dawned on him quite suddenly that she had become an integral part of his existence. In all his afflictions, she had been there; somehow, she was that balm that had stood between him and absolute madness.
“I won’t lie to you, Maa Abena,” he said quietly. “Not a single second passes without me thinking about you. You’re the last thought on my mind before I sleep, and the first when I wake up.”

She raised her eyebrows, and she suddenly looked disappointed.

“Really?” she said quietly. “You don’t disappoint, Kofi Kuntu. You think such cheap sentiments mean anything to me? You’ve probably used those same words on tens of girls already. I know your history, remember? You told me yourself! Don’t expect me to be one of your conquests, Kofi! This is one body you’re not shagging!”

She was surprised at how hurt she was feeling all of a sudden. His words, in their cheap perfume, had really hurt her, and kindled up an alien feeling in her.

She tried to stand up, but he reached out and held her wrist.

“Abena,” he said quietly, and she saw the earnestness in his eyes. “If indeed you know my history, then you’d also know I’m not one to spend my time saying those cheap clichés like you’re the apple of my eye, the sugar in my tea, the sunshine in my life, I’ll go to the moon and back just for your love! I’ve always considered those words to be cheap sentimental trash! I’ve never uttered them to any girl! When I want a girl I go out and get her! I don’t waste my time with words and romantic crap! I go out there like a man and tell her like a man that I want her! It had never failed me! But you, d--n it, Abena, you do something to me! I want to stick flowers in your hair and walk hand-in-hand with you on the beach on a moonlit September night! Yes, d--n it, Abena, I feel all those silly things I’ve always scorned! I want to write you a poem! I want to ride to the moon for you! I want to serenade you with a fiddle and dance to salsa music with you! They may be cheap sentiments but goddamn it, girl, you make me feel them all!”

He released her wrist and fell back on the bed, quite spent, quite aware that he had blurted out things he didn’t even know he had in his heart.
She stood by the bed and looked at him, all beautiful and glowing like some fresh angel God had breathed into, her eyes dancing with unshed tears and her face glowing with the beauty of the stars.

She clasped her hands in front of her and looked at him with abject misery and a suppressed desire, feeling the crushing waves of a craving need buffeting her in a tumultuous volcanic rhythm deep in her heart.

“I’m an only child, Kofi Kuntu,” she said, her voice unsteady. “I’ve waited at the feet of the Lord all my years, because my parents brought me up a Christian. Many young men have proposed to me, and some I agreed to their proposals on the basis of Christian courtship, but they all failed simply because I refused to sleep with them before marriage. They were never faithful. I broke off these relationships, and I never hurt because they didn’t really enter my heart. All my life I’ve waited for the good Lord to bring me a worthy life partner, because I’ve been faithful and I’ve kept myself chaste according to His statutes! So why is my heart troubled now, Kofi? Why is it that all of a sudden I feel this way for a boy who has never lived in the ways of the Lord? A boy like you who has done everything appalling, everything sexually sinful? How can a girl like me feel this way for a boy like you, huh?”

She stood trembling, and when a single tear rolled down her right cheek like a diamond, he reached out and spread his hand and the tear dropped into his palm, because he couldn’t bear the agony of having her tears hitting the ground because of him.

With a groan he swung his legs off the bed so that they hung on either side of her, and then he wrapped his arms around her waist and drew her near, burying his face in the pit of her stomach.

She gasped, and put her hands on his shoulders, and she pushed him away hard, but he would not budge. He held her tightly, drawing her strongly into his embrace. Finally, she gently wrapped her arms around his neck, and drew him closer, lowering her chin on top of his head.

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