My heart began to beat faster. What is it Agyei? Are you
traveling? I asked. Before my Agyei could utter a word, tears started spewing
from his eyes. Kukua, my father has disowned me. He says I should quit my
relationship with you or he won't see me through school. He narrated. God of
Isreal! Agyei this is becoming serious. And what did your mother also say? I
asked in tears too. She supported my father's decision Kukua. I don't even know
what to do? I am so hurt. He responded. Agyei, please don't be offended, but I
suggest you go back to your parents. I said. What is that supposed to mean
Kukua? Going back to my parents means I have accepted to break up with you,
which I can never do. Kukua, just look into my eyes and tell me what you see.
If you see something lesser than true love, then, you didn't stare into my eyes
with love. Love besees love. Kukua, my heart beats for you every other second.
Food without you as my taste bud is tasteless. Life without you as the air I breath,
is lifeless. Nobody feels what I feel, but I swear, what I feel is stronger
than death. Kukua, if you ever think I am going to leave you, then God punish
your brains. If you ever think I can live without you, then God punish nature.
You are my yesterday, today, and eternity. The only woman who is capable of
making the world a better place. Kukua, look around you and tell me who can
ever be like you. You are so unique. Your pain is different, so is your
happiness. Your dream is different, so will be your testimony. Life is not
life, unless it is lived with you. People call you Kukua, but I call you
Unique. People call you Kukua, but I call you Destiny People call you Kukua,
but I call you perfect. My children will call you mother, but I will call you wife.
If this is a battle, don't consider yourself alone at the warfront. We will
fight together and win together. School can wait, but my love for you cannot.
Do you want my heart to curse me? Do you want my unborn kids to be mad at me?
If the answer is no, then accept me into this home and let's hustle together.
Kukua, I want us to sell the charcoal together. I want us to either be rich or
poor together. Agyei spoke with so much passion. I groped the air to stop my
tears from flowing, but it didn't. I wept with love and pain at the same time.
Kukua, please stop crying and talk to me. Am I welcome in your home? He asked.
Agyei, even if you want me to sleep outside and give you this house, I will. I
have accommodated you in my heart, how much more my home? When I listen to
music, the lyrics is you. When I read stories, the protagonist is you. When
there is any war, the hero is you. Who will ever reject a man like you? Thanks
so much for making me enviable among other women. Thanks a lot for loving me in
spite of the stoppable. God bless you. I responded in a mixed feeling and tried
carrying one of the bags into the room. Stop it Kukua, how many times should I
warn you not to lift heavy items? Don't you know it is going to affect your
health? Agyei yelled unhappily and took the bags from me. We stayed together
happily for months, until the time for school approached and Agyei received his
admission letter into the nursing training school. Agyei, I am worried, I wish
you could be in school. I stated. Kukua please, don't stress yourself up. The
right time will come. Currently, there is no money, and you know that. He
dismissively responded. There is money Agyei. I have saved enough for your
admission fee. I responded And what about the subsequent fees? How do I pay them?
He asked. Agyei, I want to sell this house at a cheap price and rent another
one somewhere, whiles I use the rest of the money to support you through
school. I explained. Brilliant idea Kukua! If you can do all these for me, why
don't you do it for yourself? How better am I done you? He responded
sarcastically. Listen to me, it is my duty to cater for you, and if I can't, I
don't expect you to force yourself to do what you cannot. He added. Agyei
please, do this for me. Do this for the love we share. I want this charcoal
business to put haters to shame. I pleaded. Kukua, the charcoal business is
yours and not mine. I only came to support you to make it big. It will belong
to us if we achieve our aim of making something meaningful out of it. I rather
want you to put your enemies to shame. I want you to use the money for school.
He insisted. Agyei, I didn't buy the forms, how do you expect me to go to
school? I asked. My love, the truth is, I bought a teacher's training college
forms for you. Your admission letter came before mine, but I hid it to prevent
you from being sad since there is no money. He explained. This is unbelievable!
Agyei! Did you have to do that? I exclaimed happily. We both agreed for me to
start schooling whiles Agyei continues with the charcoal business to support my
fees. Preparation was made and I packed up my bags to the school, but before
then, I passed by Sarah's home to inform her. Good morning mummy, please is
Sarah home? I asked. How do you expect the daughter of a rich man to be home
when time is up for school? She responded. I'm sorry mummy, I only came to
inform her, I've also gained admission to go to school. I responded. And what
money are you going to use to pay for the fees? Kukua or whatever you call
yourself, if you happen to meet anywhere with my daughter in school, make sure
you don't hover your charcoal self around her. I am warning you. She angrily
cautioned. I have heard you mummy, sorry for getting you angry. I responded
sadly and walked to the school. I was shown into my room and I met Sarah seated
on one of the beds. Sarah, I didn't know I will meet you here. What are you
doing here? Don't tell me you are my room mate. I screamed happily. I should be
asking you that question madam charcoal seller. She teasingly responded. The
other ladies burst into flames of laughter after hearing that name. God have
mercy! Is this how Sarah is going to mock me with other people? I thought in
pain.
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