Broken Vows – Episode 6

BROKEN VOWS Episode 6

Location: THE KUNTU RESIDENCE

Kwansema was probably the happiest woman alive when Yaw Kuntu returned from Takoradi and apologized to her for his recent horrible behaviour.

He put it down to the influence of his mother, and asked for forgiveness. Kwansema, that great Christian, had a heart of gold. She forgave her husband completely.

It was probably the best month of their marriage.

Yaw went to church with her, took her out, played with her, laughed with her and made sweet love to her.

He took a week off work, that snake of a man, and spent it devoted to her. He even agreed finally to her suggestion that they should adopt a son from the orphanage.

They went to the orphanage for the initial processes.

Kwansema was bursting with happiness. She had never been happier.

Well, let us jump forward now.

Finally, the day came when Yaw Kuntu had to put his terrible plan into effect.

It was a weekend where he was supposed to be chairing a symposium for senior officers of his company, which was taking place at Akosombo.

Yaw Kuntu, who had received the terrible poison from Adwoa Timtim, took it home that evening.

He took Kwansema to dinner, and when they came home she packed his travelling bags for him, as usual, and then they took a shower together and made sweet love!

The following day he was supposed to leave in the late afternoon.

It was a Saturday; Kwansema usually worked out for about an hour in their gym every Saturday.

She loved jollof rice a lot, and if there was one food Yaw Kuntu knew how to prepare, it was jollof rice.

Whilst his wife was in the gym he prepared some jollof, putting in the best of ingredients. He took his bath afterwards and by the time Kwansema came in, he was ready to leave for the symposium.

He poured some natural orange juice for her, and then he dished out her bowl of jollof, and took the deadly potion from his pocket.

Three drops.

Just three drops would ki*ll Kwansema!

Yaw Kuntu measured three drops of the deadly poison into Kwansema’s food whilst the food was still hot and smelling nice.

There!

He had done it!

Kwansema, that poor woman, was a goner!

**********************

Yaw Kuntu’s bags were already in the car and he told her to eat whilst he let himself out.

Kwansema hugged him, and there were tears in her eyes.

KWANSEMA

(tremulously)

Oh, my sweet, dearest love! These past few weeks have been my most joyous! I love you, Yaw!

Yaw Kuntu hugged her tightly and kissed her passionately and ardently.

YAW KUNTU

(tenderly)

My precious Princess! I love you too much. Can’t wait to come back and finalize our adoption process!

They kissed again, and then she saw him to the car.

He drove out, and then wound down the window and looked at her.

KWANSEMA

(waving)

Drive carefully, my love. And come back soon.

YAW KUNTU

Will see you sooner than you think, my love. Don’t let your food get cold!

KWANSEMA

(smiling)

Hm. The way I’m hungry! I’m going to discipline that food immediately!

He drove off, blowing her a kiss, and with a huge smile on his face.

She used the remote to close the gates and ran inside to finish off the jollof rice cooked with the loving hands of the love of her life!

And so Yaw Kuntu drove off.

He stopped once to fill up on petrol, and as he moved out of the filing station he stopped the car along the edge of the road.

He was suddenly sweating as the magnitude of what he had done hit him!

It took his breath of away, he had just murdered his wife!

He was shivering, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Just then his phone rang.

He picks the call.

ADWOA TIMTIM

(coldly)

My love! How did it go?

YAW KUNTU

(trembling)

It is done. Just left the house.

ADWOA TIMTIM

Well done, my love. You will come back to her dead body. Be brave, and don’t be afraid. I’m with you all the way, love!

YAW KUNTU

I’m suddenly scared, my love.

ADWOA TIMTIM

I know you would be, but remember, you’re doing it to give us a chance, to give your mother a chance, and to live happily ever after. I’ll be waiting for you, dear. Be bold. I love you so much.

YAW KUNTU

Yes, yes, I’ll be with you on Monday night. I love you harrrrrd!

ADWOA TIMTIM

Okay, my love. I’m with my Uncle Ato, the one I said I would take you to meet this week. I’ll check into our usual hotel and wait for you.

YAW KUNTU

Yes, my love.

ADWOA TIMTIM

Love you so much, Yaw.

YAW KUNTU

Love you too, Precious!

Yaw Kuntu cut off the call, sighed heavily, and drove to Akosombo.

He checked into his hotel, and went to the conference centre for the opening ceremony.

He got back to the hotel very late and checked his phone.

There was no missed call from Kwansema, and he breathed with a mixture of elation and sadness.

He was elated because he knew he was going to be a very rich man.

He was sad because Kwansema would have called him a long time ago to check if he had arrived…. had she been alive!

Her failure to call confirmed that she was indeed dead, and he was a widower!

He switched off his phone, overcome with a rare moment of grief.

And, in his moment of darkness, he got drunk, and slept like a log.

He forced himself to get through the next couple of days.

The symposium ended on Monday afternoon, and Yaw Kuntu called Adwoa’s number; he couldn’t reach her, and left a voice mail on her phone that he was on his way back to Accra since they had planned to spend Monday night together before he arrived home on Tuesday morning.

And then he drove to their usual hideout, a plush resort within the Cantonments vicinity.

He was informed that she left the hotel on Saturday morning not long after she checked in, in the company of a man, and had not been seen since.

Yaw Kuntu was getting worried and madly jealous now.

Adwoa with a man? Left with him and hadn’t returned? What did it all mean?

Or was that man the mysterious Uncle Ato?

Well, he went to the room to wait for her. He took a shower, and had just returned from the bathroom when his phone rang.

He picked the call.

YAW KUNTU

Yeah, hello?

FEMALE VOICE

Hello, good evening sir.

YAW KUNTU

Good evening.

FEMALE VOICE

Am I speaking to Mr. Yaw Kuntu, please?

YAW KUNTU

Yes, you are. Who’s this please?

FEMALE VOICE

Sorry, sir. I’m calling from the Eden Hospital. We have been trying to reach you since Saturday. Your wife came on admission and she gave us your number. We’ve been trying to get to you but haven’t been able to get through to you. Your phone was off.

Yaw Kuntu’s heart was hammering so hard that for a moment he almost passed out. His hand was shaking terribly, and he held hard on to the phone to stop the trembling. .

Sweat fell down his face in torrents, and he tried to stay focused.

YAW KUNTU

Sorry, I had a fault with my phone. Please, how is my wife now?

There was a long pregnant pause at the end.

FEMALE VOICE

Please, could you come to the Eden Hospital? An administrator would like to-

YAW KUNTU

(breaking in harshly)

I asked you how my wife was!!

FEMALE VOICE

(unsteadily)

I’m afraid we lost her, sir. She is dead. If you could kindly-

YAW KUNTU

(cutting in)

Thank you very much. But it is a bit late, so I’ll come over in the morning.

He hung up the phone and sat down wearily on the bed.

He felt crushed.

Tears came to his eyes, and they shimmered on his eyelashes, and his vision was blurred, but the tears didn’t spill down his cheeks.

Kwansema was dead!

Story continues…

©Aaron Ansah-Agyeman

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