Juggled Glory (The Story of Aba) by Lewis Dampson

Season 2- Episode (3)

She wanted to know if Mr. Harry had a wife. She wanted to copy her contact if she saw such a number on his phone.

Stella was able to locate Mrs. Harry’s number on her phone and she copied it so swiftly that no one detected. She wanted to report Aba to her. Mr. Harry took his phone from Stella’s bed without knowing what she had done. He told Aba to go and pack because they would be leave the next day. He left the room after that and headed to the house.

Because Aba didn’t know how to drive, the car dealer drove her to her flat. She was in a hurry to pack her things. She couldn’t wait to get on board of the plane and get to Dubai. She had heard many interesting things about the place and couldn’t wait to get there.

Meanwhile, the chemistry between Bernard and Erica was intensifying. They hardly left each other’s presence. They did everything together. Slow but sure, Bernard had forgotten about Aba. He realized he was running a fool’s errand and needed to advise himself as early as possible. Erica shared his faith and loved him very much. So he didn’t see the need to catch the wind which he perfectly knew was impossible. He decided to concentrate on Erica and develop what they had.

Bernard wanted to do to Erica what Aba didn’t allow him to do unto her. He wanted to take Erica to dinner. He was in his room thinking about how he would set up the dinner. He wanted the whole thing to be memorable. He finally came to the agreement to take Erica to the same place he wanted to take Aba to. “Frankies wouldn’t be a bad idea,” he thought. “I will ask Erica to come to my place this evening and surprise her with the request. I am just hoping I wouldn’t receive the same outcome as I did before from Aba.” He continued to brood over the decision.

To be sure he had enough money, he went to check his bank account and this time around, he had about one hundred Ghana Cedis in it. “This can sort me out. I will come and withdraw it tomorrow if Erica agrees to go with me.” He took his phone and dialed Erica’s number.

Meanwhile, Erica was in her room alone. She was having her quiet time with God. She earnestly prayed to God to help Bernard see how much she loved him. She knew within her spirit that both of them were meant to be together. She needed a divine intervention. While in prayer, she heard her phone ringing. She ignored the call since she wanted nothing to distract her communication with God. She needed to hear something from God. She needed an answered prayer or just a sign for her to believe God had indeed heard her cries. After one hour of earnest prayer, she finished with her quiet time.

“Oh! Let me check who called while I was having my quiet time.” She said while taking her phone to see the caller. “Oh my God!!! It is Bernard!!” She exclaimed. “Let me call him back,” she said while she hurriedly dialed Bernard’s number and waited for the call to go through. Instead of hearing Bernard’s voice, she heard an operator’s voice. “Sorry, your balance is insufficient to complete this call.”

“Oh, really? I forgot to buy an air time yesterday.” Erica gnashed her teeth. While she was about to go out of her room to buy an air time, Bernard called again. She didn’t even wait for a second to pick up when she saw the call.

Bernard: Hello Erica. How are you doing?

Erica: Hi Bernard, I am doing well by the grace of God. You?

Bernard: I am also doing well by His grace. I wanted to know if you will be busy tomorrow.

Erica: I don’t think so. Why?

Bernard: I wanted us to go to Frankies tomorrow God willing. Will that be okay with you?

Erica: Really!!! I am okay with that. What time, please?

Bernard: I think 7:00pm will do. See you then.

Erica: Okay Bernard, see you.

Erica was jubilant when she hanged up. After all, her prayers had been answered. She had been praying over this for quite some time now. She was careful not to mention her rendezvous with Bernard to Stella and the others. She had studied Stella for a long time and knew she would advise her against dating a student. She therefore kept everything a secret to herself.

Meanwhile, Mr. Harry picked Aba from her flat. They were on their way to the Kotoka International Airport. The fight would be in two hours and they needed to get there as fast as possible. They passed all checks and boarded the plane. This was Aba’s first time in a plane. She was very excited for the opportunity being extended to her.

When Stella realized the departure of both Mr. Harry and Aba, she moved into action. She needed to act fast to accomplish her mission. She quickly took the number she copied from Mr. Harry’s phone the previous day and dialed it. A sweet and humble voice responded when the number went through. She immediately knew it was Mrs. Harry.

Stella: Hello Madam.

Mrs. Harry: Hello, please who am I speaking to?

Stella: Please the name is not important, but I have an important information for you.

Mrs. Harry: Please what information are you talking about? Please it is a wrong line you have dialed.

Stella. No Madam, I don’t think so. I know I am speaking to Mrs. Harry. The wife of Mr. Harry. The information I have is about your husband.

(Mrs. Harry was quiet for a moment. She was trying to decipher who the caller might be but at the same time was interested in what the unknown caller was saying)

Mrs. Harry: Please who are you and how did you know my family? Where did you get my number from?

Stella: As I said earlier, that is not important. If you want to know the information I have about your husband, meet me at Pizza inn at the Accra mall at 6:00pm prompt tomorrow. I will explain everything to you there. When you get to the location, call this number.

Stella hanged up feeling satisfied with what she had done. She realized how Mrs. Harry was interested in her information about her husband. “I will definitely have my revenge this time around.” She thought.

Watch out for the next episode.

To be continued….

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