Forever Your Love Episode 15 is on…
FOREVER YOUR LOVE
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After what seemed an eternity, a voice from the other side answered.
“Mrs Amoah’s residence, can I help you?” the unfamiliar female voice said.
“Yes, you may. Can I speak to Nana Ekua?” he said.
“Okay sir, I’ll get her, please hold,” she said and dashed to Nana Ekua’s room.
After a long while, a voice came on the phone.
“Hello, Nana Ekua here,” she stated simply.
“Hello, Ekua, how are you?” Kobby said hurriedly.
“I am okay, how about you?” Nana asked, relieved.
“I was wondering if you would be free tonight. There are some things we need to talk about,”
Kobby stated, and his voice wasn’t quite steady.
“Can you give me a clue as to what you want to talk about?” she asked, worried.
“I don’t want to discuss that on the phone. You pick the time and place. I’ll be grateful if we could make it tonight. I have put it off for far too long,” Kobby suggested.
Nana Ekua was suddenly scared. What in the name of God did he want to talk about that couldn’t wait? Was he finally going to ask her for a divorce? Was that why he was in a rush to get it over and done with?
She had wished Kobby would come to her out of love. She had kept his son from him all this while because she did not want him to come back to her because of the boy. Now, it looked like he did not love her that much after all.
“Nana Ekua, are you there?” Kobby asked, concerned.
“Yes I am. Let’s make it seven o’clock then, my place, this evening,” Nana Ekua supplied.
“Okay, I will see you at seven then,” Kobby said and hung up.
Nana Ekua shouted for Mansa. She came into the living room without delay. She could tell her Madam was agitated. Nana Ekua gave instructions as to what she wanted done before eight and dismissed her.
She entered her son’s room and picked him up even though, he was sleeping. She looked at the innocent boy lying on her laps fast asleep and tears formed in her eyes. In truth, she hadn’t liked the tone of Kobby’s voice. It was as if he was in a hurry and knowing him, that only meant what he wanted to do or say would be unpleasant. He put up that attitude when he was not comfortable with something he had to do.
“I am sorry, Junior, it looks like you’ll grow up without your father,” she said tearfully to the boy who was sleeping peacefully. A tear from her eyes fell on the boy’s cheek and she wiped it off blindly.
“I am afraid your father is through with me. He wants to move on so he is coming here tonight to talk about divorce. I will give him a divorce if that’ll make him happy, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love him. I love him with my very soul, and I wish there was a way I could convince him that I was set up,” Nana Ekua continued talking to the sleeping child with tears falling down her cheeks in torrents.
The boy started crying in his sleep as if he felt his mother’s pain. Nana Ekua gathered him up and started wooing him back to sleep.
Samba, neatly dressed, hesitated in the doorway to Renee’s house for a long while. He was very nervous and uncomfortable. This was the first time he was meeting Renee’s family. He was not sure they would approve of him or not.
He mastered all the courage in the world and pressed the doorbell. The door opened and a boy ushered him in. He walked into the living-room and admitted it was a nice place but too big for its occupants.
The boy offered him a seat and vanished as a beautiful Mrs. Amoah, Renee’s mother, walked in elegantly dressed.
“Welcome to our home son,” she said stretching out her hand to greet him.
“Thank you, Mrs Amoah,” Samba replied shyly.
“This is your home so feel free in it, I’ll let Renee know you are here,” she said and left the living room.
Samba continued with his surveillance and admitted they might be very rich. But that was not the reason he was there. He was there because he was in love and the warm reception Mrs Amoah accorded him was all that he needed to make sure he got the woman he loved by his side for eternity.
Renee walked in dressed in a simple but expensive dress. Seeing her in that dress took Samba’s breath away. He got to his feet with outstretched arms and Renee run into them. He hugged her tightly.
“I love you, Renee,” he managed to say when he finally let go of her.
Samba looked around him and realised they were alone.
“Can I?” he asked, smiling.
Renee, getting the drift of the question, also looked around her and nodded, her eyes brimming with the depths of her feelings for this wonderful man. Samba took a few steps forward and kissed her passionately.
The constant ring of the phone interrupted them. Renee walked reluctantly to the phone and picked the handset.
“Hello, may I help you?” she said into the mouthpiece.
“Yes you may, you spoilt girl,” the caller answered.
“Kobby, you are supposed to be here, why are you calling?” Renee asked her only brother.
“Sweetheart, I am sorry I can’t make it. I promise I will meet your lover some other time. Something came up and I have to deal with it immediately. Please find a place in your heart to forgive me,” Kobby explained.
“But this is not fair! You promised you would be here. I want you here,” Renee said almost in tears.
“Look, don’t start crying on me now. Like I explained, there is an emergency I have to attend to. I will see you later. I might even organise a special party for you and your lover boy. Call it a brother’s treat. I just can’t make it tonight, please understand,” Kobby tried to convince his spoilt sister.
“Do you really mean that… about the party?” Renee asked excited.
“Yes, I promise. I will do whatever you want to make up for missing tonight. Now go on and have fun. Please let Mom know right away that I am not coming and say hello to the king of your heart for me,” Kobby said and hung up.
Renee turned to see her Mom staring anxiously at her.
“That was Kobby. He’s not coming. An emergency he has to attend to,” Renee said sadly.
“Typical of him these days. Ever since his adulterous wife left he has never been the same. He has turned down all invitations to this house as if this house is responsible for what happened to them,” Mrs Amoah said bitterly.
“That is true to some extent, don’t you think, Mom? Maybe he feels it but cannot prove it. Anyway, let’s get on with dinner then. I am starving,” Renee said, taking Samba by the hand and leading him to the dinning table.
The maids served dinner and Samba was asked to offer a prayer. He gave a short prayer and Mrs Amoah talked at length about her youthful days. She talked about her relationship with Renee’s father and the wonderful times they had shared as a couple.
She went on about her son although Samba noticed some bitterness when she got to him getting married to a woman she didn’t approve of. Next she talked about Renee’s birth and the joys and blessings that came with it. Then she got all emotional when it came to her husband’s motor accident and dying shortly afterwards. Hot tears run down her face as she recounted the event. Mr. Amoah had met his untimely death on his way back from visiting Kobby in Secondary School on his birthday.
Samba offered his deepest sympathies though he knew it was uncalled for. He, however, deduced from Mrs Amoah’s words that she blamed the death of her husband on her son.
After dinner they all retired into the big hall. Samba realised that this was bigger than the one he was ushered in when he arrived. He learnt that it had been Mr. Amoah’s favourite place in the building so it had become a sacred place for everyone in the house. Samba saw that various photographs hanged on the walls. The hangings could be dubbed “walk down the ancestral trail,” for there were pictures of earlier family generations.
A short while after they had entered the hall, Mrs. Amoah asked to be excused and left for the sanctuary of her bedroom.
“It must be very difficult losing someone that dear to you. Your Mom is still hurting from your Dad’s death. I wish there was something we could do for her,” Samba said as he moved from one photograph to the other.
“Yes, my brother and my Mom take my Dad’s death very seriously. And there is nothing anyone can do for them. I miss him sometimes, I must admit, but we never got along so I guess it’s easier for me than for them,” Renee said, now standing at their family photograph. It had been taken a few months before her Daddy died.
“This is my whole family. That is my Dad, this is my Mom, my brother and you recognise this one, don’t you?” Renee said pointing at each one of them.
Samba stared at the faces but his mind was far away. He could swear he knew Renee’s brother but couldn’t remember where he knew him.
“Your brother, has he changed much from this picture?” Samba asked.
“Yes, he has. He is more handsome and well-built now. His wedding picture must be somewhere here. Let’s move on, you’ll see it,” Renee said and dragged Samba with her.
They looked through all the photographs but couldn’t find Kobby’s wedding photograph. Renee thought her mother might have taken it when Kobby and Nana Ekua separated. She remembered she had a copy in her album so she took Samba to her room.
They kissed passionately for a long while on entering the solitude of her room.
“I love you, Samba. I love you with all my heart,” Renee said when they broke away from the kiss.
“And I love you too, Renee,” Samba replied, a little distracted.
Renee led Samba by the hand and made him sit on her bed. She looked through the bedside drawers for her album.
She sat beside Samba and they went through the pictures one after the other. All the pictures had some story attached to it and Renee told them all. Samba wasn’t fully attentive. He could swear Renee’s brother was Kobby, Nana Ekua’s husband. He just needed a recent photograph for confirmation.
“Yes, here he is,” Renee said when the picture came into view. Samba’s fear was confirmed and his mind went back to Alby. She had said something about Renee and her mother masterminding the separation. Had Alby been right?
He took another look at the photograph and he wasn’t wrong, Kobby, Renee’s brother, was Nana Ekua’s estranged husband. He also realized that the couple had been separated in the picture by a line, drawn with ink.
“You don’t like your sister-in-law very much, do you?” Samba asked politely, trying very hard not to give away his suspicions. He had to find out if Renee had anything to do with the confusion that separated Nana Ekua and her husband. The truth had to be told.
“The truth is I loathe her. She is nothing but a liar and a witch. She stole my brother from me. I didn’t like the way my brother treated me after he met her. He became very distant and on the rare occasions we saw him, all he talked about was Nana Ekua. She took over everything in his life and we, his immediate family, became like strangers to someone we share the same blood with.
Mommy said Akans, especially Fantes, have the habit of putting men under a spell so I became convinced that she had bewitched him and never liked her even though she tried to be friendly,” Renee rattled on.
“Maybe your brother loved her the way I love you and was under no spell,” Samba reasoned with her.
“No, she bewitched him. She is a witch and she thinks she is the most beautiful woman on earth. And she’s hurt a lot of people in the past too. She hurt Alby also,” Renee went on.
“Alby, how does she fit in?” Samba asked, his curiosity at its head.
“You see, Alby was in love with this guy but due to a whole lot of complications her parents had to send her abroad. She came back when she heard he was going to marry, and do you know who he was going to marry?” Renee asked.
Samba shook his head.
“Nana Ekua. Alby managed to have the wedding cancelled but the guy, not able to overcome his feelings for Nana Ekua, opted to be a Catholic priest instead of settling down with Alby even after learning that she had his child. And I hated Nana Ekua even more,” Renee explained.
Samba was becoming more uncomfortable with the situation.
“But she didn’t marry the guy so Alby shouldn’t have begrudged her,” Samba stated.
“Why are you suddenly interested in my brother’s ex-wife? Are you also in love with her?” Renee asked.
“Oh, you know better than that. I love only you. I was wondering if you had anything to do with their separation.” Samba enquired.
“What if I did? It is not important to us so let us forget about Nana Ekua and think about us. There are better things we could be doing right now instead of talking about that witch,” Renee said pushing him down onto the bed.
She kissed him and he responded partially.
“If you are scared of my mother coming in here, don’t be. I don’t remember the last time she set foot in this room,” Renee said, trying to take off Samba’s tie.
“No sweetheart, this isn’t right. I will be more comfortable when we are at my place. Besides, it doesn’t show much respect doing this when we are aware that your mother is in the house. I can’t do that. I am sorry,” Samba explained.
Suddenly all he wanted to do was get out of the house. He was more than convinced that Renee and whoever was involved had been responsible for the confusion between Kobby and Nana Ekua. He admitted he loved Renee but he owed it to Nana Ekua as a friend to clear her name if she was indeed innocent.
Indeed he had seen the helplessness Nana Ekua had felt when she and Kobby separated. And now there was an innocent boy who was growing by the day away from his father all because of a lie. He had to dig for the truth and he knew exactly where to start. It wouldn’t be easy but he would take the chance. Besides, until he dismissed the suspicions he now had about Renee he was sure he would never be able to make love to her again.
“Renee, it has been a long day. I think I have to leave now. This is my first time in your house and I don’t want to overstay my welcome. I will see you tomorrow. Maybe we can continue where we left off,” Samba said and got to his feet.
Renee tried to persuade him to stay but he insisted on leaving so she saw him off. They walked to his car, which was parked some distance from the house.
They kissed and parted.
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