The Good Man
THE WRITER
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SAMUEL COBBY GRANT
THE GOOD MAN
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The following day, after breakfast consisting of etsew and groundnuts soup, which Maame Efua had insisted Kobina should have before his departure, she held both of his and her daughter’s hands and spoke with deep emotions.
“Thank you both for making my birthday a memorable one, and thank you Kobina for the presents and your presence. Thank you for your devotion to Aba.”
“Mom! you are talking as if we are getting married,” Aba protested.
“Thank you both for making my birthday a memorable one, and thank you Kobina for the presents and your presence. Thank you for your devotion to Aba.”
“Mom! you are talking as if we are getting married,” Aba protested.
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“And would that be a bad thing?” her mother said, getting angry.
“Thank you, Mom,” Kobina said, to defuse the tension, “I really appreciate you having me in your home.”
“Don’t be a stranger. You must visit often.”
“I will,” he promised.
They said their final goodbyes and Aba Joan accompanied him to the roadside where he got a Takoradi bound minibus. They waved at each other till he could see her no more.
“Thank you, Mom,” Kobina said, to defuse the tension, “I really appreciate you having me in your home.”
“Don’t be a stranger. You must visit often.”
“I will,” he promised.
They said their final goodbyes and Aba Joan accompanied him to the roadside where he got a Takoradi bound minibus. They waved at each other till he could see her no more.
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When Aba Joan got back home, she found her Mom in a pensive mood.
“Ahh, you are here. I hope you are not going to let him slip through your fingers.”
“Who said I am going to let him slip through my fingers,” Aba replied with a smile.
“Yeah, that’s my girl,” her Mom said with an amused expression on her face.
“You better not forget that,” Aba said and walked away, swaying her hips at her Mom who couldn’t hold the laughter. She marvelled at how much her daughter had changed with maturity.
“Ahh, you are here. I hope you are not going to let him slip through your fingers.”
“Who said I am going to let him slip through my fingers,” Aba replied with a smile.
“Yeah, that’s my girl,” her Mom said with an amused expression on her face.
“You better not forget that,” Aba said and walked away, swaying her hips at her Mom who couldn’t hold the laughter. She marvelled at how much her daughter had changed with maturity.
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Kobina had always been of the view that it did not matter how good a person was, other people were bound to try to mess up one’s life. If not, how then could one explain the situation in which Sis Mimi drugged and had her way with him and for Dzifa to also take advantage of the situation and sexually molest him. They had not ended it there; both of them had been calling him continuously for his attention under one pretext or another. And so when Dzifa approached him with the news of her having taken seed, he knew without any fear of contradiction that he wasn’t responsible for it but he resolved to deal with the issue in a way that would end the matter once and forever.
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So, what he did was to invite her to a face to face discussion in the presence of a well-respected widow in the area, Deaconess Abena Acquaye.
When they had all gathered in the home of the Deaconess, she led them in prayers for God’s guidance and support.
“I think we all know why we are here.”
When they had all gathered in the home of the Deaconess, she led them in prayers for God’s guidance and support.
“I think we all know why we are here.”
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“I am here because of my respect for you, Ma, but this case is between Kobina and me,” Dzifa said in a saucy manner.
“Yeah, we know.”
“Dzifa, exercise patience. Kobina, the ball is in your court.”
Kobina cleared his throat and spoke in a calm and steady voice.
“On that fateful day, I came home feeling very exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, forgetting to lock my door, and woke up at dawn to find Dzifa here, in bed with me and both of us were naked. I asked her and she confirmed that we had sex. Now she is saying that I have impregnated her.”
“Wow, wow, Dzifa, is this true?” the Deaconess asked.
“Yeah, we know.”
“Dzifa, exercise patience. Kobina, the ball is in your court.”
Kobina cleared his throat and spoke in a calm and steady voice.
“On that fateful day, I came home feeling very exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, forgetting to lock my door, and woke up at dawn to find Dzifa here, in bed with me and both of us were naked. I asked her and she confirmed that we had sex. Now she is saying that I have impregnated her.”
“Wow, wow, Dzifa, is this true?” the Deaconess asked.
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“What do you want me to say. How can you say that you did not know that you were having sex with me?” Dzifa retorted.
“Calm down, my daughter. I have known you since you were a little kid and your mother is a close pal of mine. Just let me help deal with the issue,” Deaconess Acquaye said, “and now, Kobina, what do you intend to do?”
“Calm down, my daughter. I have known you since you were a little kid and your mother is a close pal of mine. Just let me help deal with the issue,” Deaconess Acquaye said, “and now, Kobina, what do you intend to do?”
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“If she says that I am responsible, I will say it’s not true. DNA will prove me right when she gives birth.”
Dzifa got angry when he said that and heaped insults upon insults on him, much to the displeasure of the Deaconess.
“I have said my peace. Ask her if I ejaculated,” Kobina said.
Dzifa got angry when he said that and heaped insults upon insults on him, much to the displeasure of the Deaconess.
“I have said my peace. Ask her if I ejaculated,” Kobina said.
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“Kobina, calm down. You all should calm down,” she said and turned to Dzifa, ” does your mother know about this pregnancy?”
” No, and I am not telling her,” she answered.
“And as for you Kobina, all I will tell you is that we shall see,” she then stormed out of the house ignoring the repeated calls from the elderly woman.
“Eei, girls of today. Don’t worry too much Kobina, I will talk to her.”
” No, and I am not telling her,” she answered.
“And as for you Kobina, all I will tell you is that we shall see,” she then stormed out of the house ignoring the repeated calls from the elderly woman.
“Eei, girls of today. Don’t worry too much Kobina, I will talk to her.”
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He just shrugged and asked for permission to leave, unperturbed by the turn of events, for as far as he was concerned, he had made his stance known to them.
As for his wahala with Sis Mimi, he had decided that the best way was to keep a wide distance from her. And what made it easy for him was that she was currently out of the country.
As for his wahala with Sis Mimi, he had decided that the best way was to keep a wide distance from her. And what made it easy for him was that she was currently out of the country.
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