Borla Man — Part Three

Dinah came to our home early the following morning, as Martin was having breakfast. He congratulated her for qualifying as a doctor, and chatted briefly with her about her new posting and arrangements for starting work.

Then he left for work, hoping to see her ‘later’. For the next three hours I had a heart to heart chat with her, and she got a feel of the reality I was facing.

“Sarah, I’m concerned about the situation in your home. Martin seems to have decided that he doesn’t need a wife after all, that he is better off enjoying life with his beer colleagues and girls. I don’t think even his parents can influence him. But let’s continue to pray, and act with wisdom, especially in how you talk and how you react to provocation. Although the situation seems bad, I’m glad to notice that it has not affected you mentally.

Now that you have virtually secured admission to the university, you must stay focused on getting the degree. You have to create a life for yourself. Let’s start planning.”

Paul was waiting at Royalty restaurant when we got there. We had a great time. Paul asked Dinah quite a lot of questions about her experiences with the medical course, and she was happy to share them.

I had the greatest surprise when I found out that he wasn’t, as I thought, an ordinary clerk and driver who distributed bills and collected payments for his employers, but the owner of the company. And his company didn’t just collect rubbish and dump them, but was also involved in recycling.

And beyond that, he was helping industrial establishments to deal with chemical waste. After lunch, he first dropped me at home, and took Dinah to my parents’ place.

The following morning, Martin announced, with a sour face, that his mother would arrive in the evening, and would spend a few days. I wasn’t expecting much to change, but I got ready to do some shopping and cook some meal.

Paul asked me what I was doing the rest of the day, and I told her that my main reason for coming to Takoradi is to spend some time with you.

So he suggested that I go with him to the office, so I did. First of all, his office is quite impressive. I spent a couple of hours on the Internet whilst he worked, then we went to the Sports Club.

Nice place. I met two doctors who want to recruit me to work for their company, which owns twenty clinics around Ghana. We left the club at about seven-thirty, bought some chips and grilled chicken, and went to his place to eat. Sarah, Paul is one very humble but really impressive guy.

He’s picking me up for lunch at twelve-thirty.

“Ei Sarah, you seem to be making some headway.”

“You must be joking. He told me something very interesting, which I will discuss fully with you tomorrow.”

“And what could that possibly be?”

“We will discuss it tomorrow. But clean your ears out. It is very interesting.”

After a couple of days, Martin had finished breakfast and was about to leave, when his mother motioned to him to wait.

“When will you come back this evening? And in what state will you be? What’s happening to you, Martin? Where do you go after work every evening?”

“Mama,” he said as he moved to the door, “I’m sorry I have to leave. Moreover, I’m not a boy anymore. I’m quite capable of managing my affairs.” But his mother blocked the door.

“If you are capable of managing your own affairs, why did you call to make all those complaints about Sarah? Since I’ve been here, I’ve noticed that the place is always clean, this stupid lifestyle, or we will force you to change.”

“What will you do, Mama, beat me up?”

His Mama surprised him with a big, nasty slap, nearly flooring him. Very angry, he picked his briefcase and went out.

He came home very late as usual, ate and dropped off to sleep. The following morning he confronted me as I was preparing his breakfast.

“Sarah, what nonsense have you been telling my mother? If you can’t keep your mouth shut, then it’s best you go to your parents. After all, even though our parents gave their blessing to our coming together, we are not officially married. So you are free to leave. I will live my life the way I want.”

He paused when his mother appeared.

“Martin, Sarah hasn’t said one word about you since I’ve been here. But you, Martin, you called and made all kinds of allegations against her. And since I’ve been here, I’ve found out the truth. And you have the nerve to ask her to go away? Now I understand why her father wouldn’t give you his full blessing. Don’t worry. I’m leaving this morning. Immediately I get home, your father and I will go to her parents and apologise to them.”

Nice place. I met two doctors who want to recruit me to work for their company, which owns twenty clinics around Ghana. We left the club at about seven-thirty, bought some chips and grilled chicken, and went to his place to eat. Sarah, Paul is one very humble but really impressive guy.

Surprisingly, Martin was not happy that his mother was coming to spend some days with us. Dinah called as I was about to leave.

“Dinah, I was just leaving home to do some shopping. Martin’s mother is coming here this evening, and will be spending a few days, so I want to do some cooking. What’s up?”

“Well, I had a great evening yesterday. On the way to the hotel, then I will personally come back and take her home.”

“Martin, I came here from Koforidua three days ago, not because I have nothing to do at home, but because your father and I thought we should find out how you and Sarah are doing. Yet since I’ve been here, you’ve not sat down with me for even fifteen minutes.”

“Mama, I’m getting late for work. Can’t this wait till when I get back? There’s always good food available. She washes your clothes and even irons them. And what’s your response? You’ve turned yourself into a ghost, leaving home first thing in the morning and coming home late, every day. All those tales you told us about Sarah, they have turned out to be lies. Listen, you either change. I hope you understand the implications of the behaviour you are putting up. You are not only rejecting Sarah, you are rejecting your parents. You can go away. Sarah will take me to the Accra station.”

To my great surprise, he left.

By EKow de Heer