Whatever It Takes…

EUNICE ANSAH-AGYEMAN

WHATEVER IT TAKES

EPISODE 30

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Mrs. Fiagbe walked in from work tired and sad.

Esenam had not contacted any of them since the fiasco on Sunday.

She had spent the whole day thinking of a way out for her daughter.

She had finally decided on securing a loan from the bank to sort out Esenam’s school fees and other incidentals.

Feeling sad, she went to the kitchen after changing into her casual clothes to get dinner underway.

The doorbell sounded.

She wondered who it could be.

She answered it quickly when she hoped it could be Esenam and was disappointed to see Akwasi at the door.

Akwasi greeted politely and asked to see Esenam.

Mrs. Fiagbe’s fury peaked, and she almost spluttered as she spoke.

“Come in then. She is in her room thanks to you,” she said and walked straight to the kitchen.

Akwasi lingered in the living-room surprised at her attitude towards him.

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Mrs. Fiagbe came back into the living-room a while later to see Akwasi still standing.

“Are you still standing there? She is in her room waiting for you so that you can try your tricks on her again and later tell the sweetest tale ever to my husband so that he believes you instead of his own flesh and blood. Go, she is in there; don’t keep her waiting for too long.” She said and sat on the sofa.

Akwasi walked to Esenam’s door and knocked on it several times.

No sound came from Esenam’s room.

He headed back to the living-room worried and met Mr. Fiagbe just as he walked in from work,

“Hi, son. It’s good to see you. It’s been a while since you visited us,” Mr. Fiagbe stated and put his arm across Akwasi’s shoulders.

“Yes, Dad. I travelled with my Dad on one of his business trips. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before I left. I wanted to give Esenam some space to cool down too. Talking of Esenam, has she slipped into that mood again? I knocked several times on her door but there was no answer. What’s happened to her? Is she worse than the last time I was here?” Akwasi asked, worried.

Mr. Fiagbe guided Akwasi to a chair.

“I am surprised you don’t know what happened to Esenam. I thought she would have contacted you by now. Look, I deliberately sent her out of my house for defying me. Knowing her and the way she’s lived since her childhood, I knew she wouldn’t hang around those poor people for long and would come crawling back to you for shelter. I know she doesn’t have many friends. Are you saying you’ve not seen her?” Mr. Fiagbe stated, a bit shocked.

“No, Dad, I have neither seen nor heard from her. I asked my father to drop me off on our way back from Takoradi so I wouldn’t know if she is in my house. What I don’t understand is Mom said she was in her room waiting for me.”

“Don’t mind Sylvia. She is very bitter because I sent her favourite daughter out of the house. She’s not spoken to me since. You are lucky she talked to you but I hope she’ll come to understand that I have Esenam’s welfare at heart that is why I did what I did. I love her very much.”

Mrs. Fiagbe looked from Akwasi to her husband and thundered out of the living-room.

“But Dad, did you have to throw her out? What if she doesn’t go to my place? Where can we find her?” Akwasi asked with guilt written all over his face.

He knew he had caused all that suffering for Esenam yet being the coward that he was, he could not own up and tell the truth.

“Trust me, son, she will come back to her senses; she can’t live anywhere else and she’ll have no choice but to obey me. Everything will work out perfectly. I know how much she loves her family. She can’t make it without them and that’s why I used that weapon. She’ll be yours again. Just trust me. So how was the trip with your Dad?”

“As usual. He kept ordering me around. I’m not interested in his kind of business but he is bent on making me his successor. Can’t you talk to him about it on my behalf? I’m really not interested in his kind of business.”

“I don’t know what boys of today think. Look, it is for your own good to succeed your father. That way he’ll know that the business is in good hands and you wouldn’t have to hustle in life. I will advise you to develop the interest in the business and you’ll do well. Now, go home. I know Esenam will be there waiting for you. Just be good to her, okay?”

Akwasi left with a heavy heart.

He felt sorry for Esenam.

He wondered why she had changed so much.

Akwasi hoped she would be in his house.

***

Mrs. Amegashie heard a car drive in and wondered who it might be.

She had been home with only Enyonam for the past two weeks.

Enyonam was in her room.

Her husband and son were on a business trip and were not expected back.

She got up from the sofa she was comfortably relaxed in and looked through the window to see who it might be.

She hurried outside just as the car pulled up and the driver got out.

Profoundly happy, she threw her arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss.

“What a nice surprise, hun, I’ve missed you loads!” she said.

“I’ve missed you too.”

“So, you were tricking me when we spoke about an hour ago and you mentioned getting back after two days? God, I like surprises.” Mrs. Amegashie added.

“Yes! But we were able to round up early and decided to give you all a surprise. I know I get very good feedback when I give you surprises. Anyway, I was hoping you would give me another son for this surprise.” Mr. Amegashie said jokingly.

Mrs. Amegashie pretended she did not hear him.

She took his briefcase and headed inside.

Her husband followed her inside and repeated his statement.

“You only get like that when Akwasi disappoints you in one way or the other. What happened this time? Did he show any interest in what you do?”

“Akwasi is good. But I think it will take a lot of time to ginger his interest totally in the business. Maybe I should concentrate on Enyonam taking over from me as you suggested. But I’d have loved it more if my son takes over from me.”

“Talking of Akwasi, where is he?”

“He dropped off at the Fiagbe’s to see his Princess. I’d like to lie down for a while, would you mind lying down with me?”

Mrs. Amegashie answered in the affirmative.

They got to their feet and were about to walk into their bedroom when the main entrance door flew open and Akwasi walked in calling out Esenam’s name.

His parents exchanged worried looks.

“Where is she? Mom, where is Esenam? Her father says she is here.”

“Akwasi, are you all right? Calm down and tell us why you expect to see Esenam here instead of her house?” his Mom asked worriedly.

“Her Dad said he forced her out of their house about a week ago for defying him. He mentioned that he was sure Esenam would come here for shelter and then we can work things out.” Akwasi answered.

His parents could not believe what Akwasi was telling them.

They knew just how much Alfred Fiagbe adored his daughter, Esenam.

Enyonam walked into the living-room from the kitchen and asked why Akwasi was screaming out Esenam’s name in their house.

Mrs. Amegashie asked Enyonam if she had seen Esenam and if she knew where she lived.

Enyonam was very confused.

Akwasi briefed her on what had happened and she still could not comprehend what was going on.

“Ah, you mean she doesn’t live with her parents anymore. I saw her on Sunday on my way from church. She didn’t say a thing about it. She seemed to be in a hurry though. Oh God, why should her father do that to her? She’s such a sweet girl. It’s your fault Akwasi. Her father is doing all that to her because she broke off with you. Meanwhile, you are to be blamed for her actions. I’d do the same if I were in her shoes. There’s no way in hell I’ll stay with a guy who tries to rape me. You should be very proud of yourself for making her suffer so much.”

“Oh please, you two shouldn’t start with your nonsense. We don’t know what exactly happened so we shouldn’t jump into conclusions. I’ll talk to Alfred about it. Whatever she’s done I don’t believe she deserves to live on the streets,” Mr. Amegashie ordered.

“Dad, I hope this would teach her a lesson and give us the chance to work out our issues. Maybe you should wait for a while before talking to Mr. Fiagbe about it.” Akwasi reflected.

“Just listen to yourself. I’m ashamed to have you for a brother. You are so selfish and I guess that’s why Mr. Fiagbe likes you in the first place. You certainly don’t deserve a woman like Esenam. She’s too good for a loser like you.” Enyonam countered.

Mrs. Amgashie called them to order and urged Enyonam to tell Esenam she would like to have a word with her if she saw her again.

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