Dial - Season 1 - Episode 100

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Dial - Season 1 - Episode 100

He put his walking stick down beside him, and then he rubbed his hands together gently, and when he held his hands open, there were two green apples in each hand.
He offered one to me.

“Care for an apple, Mr. Biko?” he asked gently.

“I don’t want your apple, sir!” I grated out angrily, feeling the terror rushing up at me, and finding it hard to keep it down.
“Suit yourself, Mr. Biko,” he said, and threw the apple he had offered me away. The apple curved into the air, but before it began its descent to the ground, it just disappeared into thin air, as if there was an invisible dustbin in the air.


I moved away from him along the bench.
I was that scared of him.

“Mr. Biko, you disappoint me,” he said slowly and bit into his apple, chewing with obvious relish. “I specifically told you to make your five choices carefully. Do you know you failed the test miserably?”
I gasped and looked at him with traumatized eyes.


“What test, huh?” I asked in anguish. “Stop playing this silly game with me! I’m sick and tired of you, and your antics! Why can’t you just leave me the fu*k alone, huh?”

He bit into his apple again, chewed thoughtfully, and then he fixed his dark eyes on me.

“Now you’re making me angry, Mr. Biko,” he said, his voice frosting over. “But I’m not going to get angry. Like I was saying, you failed the test. When I told you to find five women from your list, and get just one to forgive you, I wanted you to sit down, reflect and really feel the anguish you gave the women, but you didn’t Mr. Biko, you didn’t.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked desperately, still fighting down my panic.

“You were facing a death sentence, Mr. Biko,” he said carefully. “You knew that if you didn’t get one of them to forgive you, death will knock at your door. I was expecting you to really reflect on how badly you treated those women. I wanted you to be genuinely sorry for your selfish and wicked acts toward those women.

That girl who just left became pregnant, and in the long run had her womb removed. You’ve destroyed her life, Mr. Biko. She cannot have babies in her marriage, all because she gave herself to you believing wholly that you intended to marry her! If you had kept your side of the bargain, she might not have had to go in for an abortion.
What a sad story! She told you this, and you were not even sorry for her! All you were interested in was getting her to forgive you. How selfish and uncouth can you be?”
He threw the half-eaten apple away suddenly, and again it disappeared into thin air, and his dark eyes blazed at me then, no longer friendly but filled with deep wrath.
“What is this?” I asked numbly. “Why have you twisted the whole issue, huh? You told me to get one lady to forgive me, to break the curse! I did just that! So what the hell is wrong with you, Nana b0s0mba of Wowo? Why do you want to make my life a living hell?”

“Because you’re an arrogant, pompous, spoilt little brat!” he said, his angry voice matching my own. “You treat women like trash! The purpose of my test wasn’t to get one of them to forgive you! I wanted you to be genuinely sorry for what you did to them! But you were not sorry!