"Mansa" season 1 episode 4


“I’m afraid, we just lost him.” The Doc declared.
“What?!” Mansa shouted.
“Doc, please tell me it’s a lie, how? She continued as Kuu held her by the shoulder to console her.
“We tried all we could. I’m really sorry for his lose”, the Doc confirmed and left Kuu and Mansa at the OPD.
Mansa cried so much that she couldn’t hold herself.
It was even difficult for Kuu to comfort her.
He had no option than to drive her home. Chris and his mother by then were already home.
Aside all they had done, they were reading and sharing the bible together.
Kuu and Mansa arrived and saw them at the living room. Mansa on the other hand couldn’t bare the pain, all she did was to ran into her room and lock herself up leaving Kuu behind.
This got the attention of Chris and his mother.
“What is wrong with that girl, has she lost her manners or what? She just walked pass me without even greeting me”, Mrs. Amposah complained.
“Mum, don’t blame her, she is in pain, she just lost her friend Elvis, the one we saw at church the other time” Kuu intervened.
“Oh so sorry for her, but it still does not justify her actions, I’m the one taking care of her. Even the bible says ”let the dead burry the dead’ ” Mrs. Amponsah said.
“What! Mum, is this really coming from you, come on, she is really hurt” Kuu said and walked out on his mother leaving her and Chris who refused to utter a word about this whole issue.
Mansa stayed in her room all day weeping. It even took Kuu to bring her meal which she actually refused to eat.
Somehow she actually blamed herself for the death of Elvis. She thought if Elvis hadn’t driven her home, all this misfortune wouldn’t have happened.
It was out of his kind gesture that this tragedy had happened.
Maybe her foster mother was right, she thought. She should have stayed away from Elvis. At least he would have been alive by now.
Mansa blamed herself. She knelt down beside her bed at that moment and look up to her roof and began praying with tears in her eyes.
“God, why am i going through this, forgive me for my sins. I pray that you grant Elvis a resting place. Forgive me father for i know i am the cause of this, forgive me.” She prayed.
Time ran fast and soon it was half past eighteen hours. Mansa had forgotten she had a prayer meeting that evening.
As the head of the prayer group, her presence was required at the prayer meeting.
It had escaped Mansa due to the current situation she was in.
Riri called her to verify if she was going to make it.
On phone:
Riri: “Hello Mansa, where are you, we are here waiting for you”
Mansa : ” I’m sorry Riri, i can’t make it, let some one take over from me”
Riri: “why? what’s wrong with you, this unusual of you.
Mansa: ” we will talk about it later, kindly do me that favor ok. Let someone take over”.
Riri: “You really surprise me, fair enough, will do just that. Will call you later.”
She said that and quickly hanged up.
Riri didn’t stop there, she immediately called Mrs. Amposah to inform as she usually does.
Mrs. Amposah got upset and quickly went into Mansa’s room.
“Young lady, what are you still doing when you are supposed to be at church? She aggressively asked.
“Mum, I’m sorry but i can’t make it today” said Mansa.
“Look, you better dress up and get ready for church before i pounce on you. Have you lost it, what do you think i have been bringing you up for?” she said.
Mansa quickly got up and began dressing. Mrs Amposah was about leaving Mansa’s room when she remembered that she had left her purse in her room.
She then asked Mansa to fetch it for her while she went and waited for her at the living room.
In no time, Mansa brought the purse to her and returned to her room to finish up dressing.
Mrs. Amposah opened her purse and suddenly her facial expression changed.
It appeared that she had lost her money. She immediately called Mansa back to ask her.
“Hey where is the Ghc600 i kept in the purse?” she asked.
“Mum, I …” Mansa said but before she could finish speaking, Mrs. Amposah landed a heavy slap on her face.
“Where is the Money?” she asked again looking more furious.
To be continued