The Donor Episode Twenty Six

                Episode Twenty Six
   Meanwhile at Rodney's side,he was sitted in his father's mini bar in his hall,drinking like he had just been dumped by His long time girlfriend. Mr Ankrah was happy Rodney had brought Ivy back safely,but he wasn't happy with what he was doing,consuming alcoholic beverages like water. Mr Ankrah quickly snatched a 1964 Smirnoff Vodka bottle from his hands. "What do you think you are doing?" Mr Ankrah asked. "Sorry if am drinking your expensive collections,I didn't mean to. Am just trying to keep my mind settled from all this random thoughts I can't control" Rodney replied,trying to stand on his feet.
     "AND WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING?" Mr Ankrah screamed,when he noticed his drunk son attempting to walk towards the exit of his house. "I need to get home dad. I need to rest for tomorrow.We have work to do in the office right?" Rodney replied,as he walked off balance towards the door. "You are not going anywhere young man" Mr Ankrah said,grapping his son by the wrist. "There are enough rooms in this house. You will sleep in one tonight. You can't drive home in this condition" Mr Ankrah continued. He then made Ivy to take Rodney to one of the rooms in the house. And when Rodney was fast asleep, Ivy returned to the hall to discuss with her dad on what to do to make Ruby forgive Rodney. Cause her rejection and refusal to make Rodney see her and Jessy anymore was hurting him. Mr Ankrah and Ivy knew how strong Rodney had grown fond of Ruby and her daughter. And knew Rodney loved them both so much.
       Akua returned to the hospital that night with the journal Ruby told her to take. She handed it over to Ruby who was sitted on her bed in her ward. "Why do you need this journal anyway?" Akua asked. "There are some secrets in my marriage that I've kept from you,dad and mum. Today....Am prepared to let it all out. This journal,contains over 250 pages. There is a single page in it,which has not been opened for roughly five years now. That page contains a number and a name. And that page alone could change Jessy's life and possible mine for ever" Ruby said. "How do you mean,am lost" Akua replied,with a surprise look on her face. "Akua,what am about to tell you right now should be a secret between you and I. Don't tell mum or dad until am ready to do so myself...agreed?" Ruby said. "Yea sure.Agreed"
    "Ok,the thing is...Jessy is not Kwames's biological daughter" Ruby said. Akua just starred at Ruby for a few seconds,frowned,smiled and frowned again. Then with a surprise look on her face said " You are kidding right?". "Am not" Ruby replied. "What?" Akua whispered. "Did...did you sleep with another man outside your marriage?" Akua asked. "Who me?Over my dead body...I never did such a thing" Ruby replied. "So how come Kwame is not the biological father of your daughter,when we all know you were engaged to him when you got pregnant" Akua asked. Ruby then took her time to narrate everything to her sister. Akua was so shocked that Ruby could go along with something like that and not tell their parents. "So this donor,how will you find him?" Akua asked. "His number is in this journal" Ruby replied,as she flipped to the page which contained the number. "There it is. His name and number. Maxwell Ankrah" Ruby continued. "Ankrah huh...well that explains why Jessy is so attached to your friend Rodney. Let's just hope this Ankrah is a good man like Rodney" Akua smiled. "Please do me a favour and don't bring up Rodney's name when we are discussing something of such importance as this" Ruby angrily replied. "Ok ok oo. Am sorry. I was just saying. So what will you do now?" Akua asked. "I will call him. Now." Ruby replied.
      She then pull out her phone and begun to dial the number. Half way through dailing it,her phone displayed Rodney's name till she was done dailing the full number when she realized that the donor's number was that of Rodney's. "Oh mine" Ruby whispered. "What's wrong?" Akua asked. "No no this can't be" Ruby said. "What's wrong la?" Akua asked again.
   To Be Cont....