BEHIND THE MASK
EPISODE 7
© Jones Kwesi Tagbor
My siblings abroad went into a serious moment of prayer and my
father also called some elders of our church to assist him in
prayers. The spiritual battle became very tough this time round. I
was trying to pray with them but to be honest, I didn’t even know
where to start from. Instead, the irritation on my manhood
increased so I needed to get a place to hide and check what was
happening. I went into one of the washrooms, unhooked my belt,
unzipped my trouser and went down into my boxer only to see
that the tip of my manhood has become so red. “What is
happening to me? why all this?” I asked myself in displeasure. I
came out from the washroom, found myself a place to sit just to
think about myself when my phone rang. I answered, and it was
my father. “Johnny where are you? ” He asked and I told him I
was inside the washroom. “Please come around immediately.” He
ordered and without wasting much time, I went to meet him. He
told me the doctor said my mother has to be flown to South
Africa for continuity of her treatment so he thinks he would now
need the money I had wanted to give him earlier to add to his
money to pay for the processing fee. I hurriedly gave out all the
money as I couldn’t bear the sight of my sick mother and yearned
to have her treated but I was so wrong. That money rather went
in to strengthen Enyonam and her camp because we were now
indebted to them. The processing was done and she was flown
out to South Africa. My father went with her leaving his work
behind. I called Enyonam to tell her the current developments. I
also told her about the irritability of my manhood. She
encouraged me and said the irritability might be as a result of the
pool we bathed because sometimes, people with all sort of
infections do bath the same polluted water and share their
infections. However, she said she had some medicine that could
cure it so I should come back with immediate effect since my
mother was no longer in the country. I returned to Tema and
invited her over to my place. She came with some herbal
medicine for me to take. This was where I got blindfolded to her
tricks. After taking the concoction, the irritation stopped and
rather made me horny. I became so much aroused that it was so
uncontrollable. She was already around me so there was no time
to waste. We started kissing each other and soon, we were both
unclad in my bed. This time around, I left no stone unturned as
she moaned and groan in pleasure. I knew not where I even got
the strength from but I still gave her three rounds without any
protection. All this while, my mother was still battling with her
life. She became weak as a result of the fun I was having with
Enyonam because that was draining her spiritually. She finally
died on their arrival to the South African general hospital. The
news came in the evening of that day. I sat down on my floor as
tears rolled down my cheeks with no efforts like a waterfall. I
cried so bitterly because I never expected her to die so soon. How
I wish I could raise the dead.
Hmm, I told you from the beginning that the devil looks for the
weaker vessels to get to the main target. Now, the pillar and
foundation of my home has been destroyed. But should that be a
guarantee for the devil to take over everything?
My mother’s remains was brought back to Ghana where
preparations towards her final burial was made. Enyonam was
very supportive in everything. In fact, she made me feel loved
despite losing my mother. She tried to stand in place of my
mother. She demonstrated maturity to my family so everybody
began to like her. I introduced her to my father and other siblings
that she was the woman I would be getting married to. “John you
better behave yourself, we are mourning mummy and you are
here talking about marriage.” My senior brother cautioned. “Oh
Bro, so should life not continue after mum’s death? Or is it
because you are not married, you don’t want anyone of us to get
married? Look whether you like it or not I will soon be getting
married. ” I replied as we did some small quarrel at the funeral
grounds. As a form of last respect, my father wrote in his tribute
how his wife was able to establish him because of her prayer life.
He acknowledged having her as a wife who was a home builder,
advisor, financial controller and love legend. My daddy shed tears
that day. That was the first and last time if seeing tears role down
my daddy’s eyes. In my tribute, I also acknowledged how she was
able to save me from that night club incident. The whole
atmosphere that day was solemn . We finally put her to rest in
peace. Her soul rest in peace.
Back to Tema after everything, I resumed work and life with
Enyonam continued. Anytime I asked her to take me to her place,
she finds excuses to give me but once she was coming to my
place, I was not worried. I told Xorsenyo, a colleague of mine at
work about my new found girl. I made him aware of how
supportive she was to me during my mother’s funeral. I told him
to follow my foot steps so that he can find a good lady like my
Enyonam. “Eei Charley! now you turn into relationship
counsellor? Masa go counsel Mr Koomson our boss because he is
the person who doesn’t have any good human relation.” Xorsenyo
said as we both laughed over it. “You, this man will get you.” I
told him.
Our boss never gives us breathing space when he is around. He
will always find fault with whatever you do. He also feels we may
end up taking his position from him if in case we should be
retained. He was at his position as a result of long service and
there was a memo calling for qualified and competent workers to
apply for that position which Xorsenyo and I did apply. Due to
this, the human relation he was to give us was not there. In his
presence, we do behave as if we fear him but that was not the
case. It was just a mere respect as our boss.
Xorsenyo use to walk with me home after work almost all the
time so one day, Enyonam was passing by and visited. I
introduced her to my friend .
You see, for God so love the world, He won’t just allow the devil
to take total control of His own. Rather, He will always place
people in our way to redirect our steps but it also comes down
for us to hear and obey the Lord’s voice especially in this our
generation.
Me: Enyonam meet my colleague. We both work in the same
office. His name is Xorsenyo.
Xorse, meet my beautiful damsel. She is Enyonam, my all in all. I
landed a peck on her cheek.
Xorsenyo: waow! very beautiful. Nice meeting you sweetheart. He
stood and shook hands with her but he reacted in a way after the
handshake which I didn’t understand.
Me: Is everything okay?
Xorsenyo: yeah, yeah all is well. Charley but you get eagle eye oo.
In fact you do all. This lady ‘dey bee’.
I laughed and said he should behave.
Enyonam: thank you dear. Guys I need to be going because some
customers will be coming to look for me.
Me: oh ok. We’ll talk in the evening.
Xorsenyo: oh are you leaving because I’m here? Oh don’t do that.
Charley, Johnny ‘I dey step house. The lady dey shy me.”
Enyonam said she was just passing and wanted to check on us so
my friend shouldn’t take any offense. Together with Xorsenyo, we
accompanied her to her car.
After she left, Xorsenyo held my hand and pulled me with him to
the room.
Xorsenyo: heer! my guy, run for your life. What did I say? I said
start running gidigidi like a horse for your life. “That girl no get
any good spirit.” Didn’t you see the vibration I had when I shook
hands with her? This thing normally happens to me if my body
senses danger ahead. Look, it’s not about beauty oo, for how long
do you even know this girl? Look, I will advise you to better be
upstanding and run for your life. Is it her money you are
following or what? Me I talk my own.
Me: Ah! You kraa what is your problem? Is it because I brought
you to my place to see my woman so you think you can talk any
trash to me or what? Are you getting jealous or something?
“make you no come bore me for here”. Try and look for some and
stop discouraging me. All you know to do is to follow old ladies
and say girls. Look don’t bring your wahala on me oo.
Xorsenyo: oh sorry. My guy, we will meet at work tomorrow. I
was Just talking to you as a friend and a brother but see what you
are saying? Make sure you don’t call me if anything should start
happening. He said and left the house.
I got bored at him that day. You shouldn’t blame me, I was under
the spell. The following day as boys boys, we reconciled and
shared other jokes. We even went on break together.
My daddy also started complaining of illness very often. Due to
this, he felt it was stress so he resigned from his work to have
some rest. He was nearing his retirement thou but he resigned.
Fortunately for me, I was retained after my service and was made
the internal auditor for a section of the Harbor. Mr Koomson was
promoted to a higher position which he still needed to supervise
my work. My salary was not bad so I rented a new apartment
which was a two bedroom self-contained. As soon as I moved into
my new apartment, Enyonam called and said some fraudsters
came to defraud her so she needed some money from me to
purchase goods for her shop. Because I knew she helped me
before, I also gave her all I had on me. This time around, our
expenses when we go out was on me. My father was no longer
working and was thinking because I’ve secured a good job, so I
would be taking care of him. I rather focused on impressing
Enyonam. I could be having money but when my father asked me
for money, I will only give him excuses. My account never
increased. I just had the name as an internal auditor but I was not
able to save any money. I was leaving hand to mouth life. The
devil comes to still and to destroy. It will give you with the left
hand and take it back with the right in multiple folds. Enyonam
said since I now have my own work, I should come and see her
parents so that we get married. That sounded good to me so I
started planning towards marriage. We decided that the following
weekend, I would go and know where she stays. Hmm, wonders
they say shall never end.
…to be continued
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