It was a beautiful bright morning! The melodious songs of the early morning birds filled the air.
The morning sun had just emerged with beautiful rays blazing through the small windows of the hut, showing the most divine face ever!
The gentle expression on her face and her faint dimples made her look so beautiful and angelic.
The most beautiful woman in the serene town of Densema was lying on the bed. She was breath-taking, simple, smart, beautiful and intelligent.
Town folks worshipped the very ground her feet touched on. They believed she was a goddess. A beauty none had ever seen!
She had an oval-shaped face with large eyes, a quaint pointed nose, and sweet lips. Her skin was silky-smooth, just like a baby. She had firm and upthrust breasts, not so big for a girl of her age. Her coca-cola body gave her an amazing stature with her sleek long legs. She was the epitome of beauty.
And she was only seventeen!
The beautiful girl tossed on the wooden bed, smiling and thinking how proud she had made her parents the previous week.
The previous week’s event was playing through her head like an episode and she giggled at the funny parts. The chief of Densema had given her and some girls scholarships to further their education in the big city.
There had been a party and she had enjoyed to the last bit of it. She was just excited for the opportunity and a chance to have a change of environment.
She was still giggling when she heard soft knocks on her door. The door opened in a bit and her mother stood in the doorway with a smile on her face as she looked at her daughter.
The girl returned the smile and with a bit of alarm, got up and hugged her mother.
“Oh, Mama, you don’t know how proud and happy I am!” she exclaimed happily. “It still feels like a dream Mama. And I had to pinch myself to know if this was real Mama. I am so happy.”
The older woman continued to hold her daughter with tears on her face and led her to the bed.
“Oh, my sweet girl! My joy, my pride, my happiness, my heart. I know my girl, I know! And I’m just happy for you as a mother would!” she said as she wiped the tears off her face.
“What’s wrong Mama?” the girl said quickly as she sat upright on the bed. “And what is this that I sense in your voice?”
The old woman sighed and looked at lovely at her daughter.
“A concerned mother’s voice, my dear. Why don’t you think about this again my child? We have no one in the city who can take care of you; besides, there are scho…”
“We have already talked about this, Mama” the girl cut in sharply. “Besides it’s a boarding school. This is a lifetime opportunity, Mama. And I promise you and Papa that I’m going to make you proud.”
Mother and daughter hugged briefly.
“Where is my Papa?” she asked suddenly.
“Oh, you know the usual,” her mother replied. ” Morning prayers at the shrine! He must be done by now.”
A manly figure appeared in the doorway and the girl ran quickly into the arms of the man.
“There, there, my love. The child of my loins. Beautiful as the sea god. Intelligent as the gods. Oh, my pride,” the man said happily as he hugged his daughter tightly.
“I have to take this opportunity, Papa. You have to let me go. And I promise to make you proud of me, Papa. I promise!” the girl said as tears trickled down her beautiful face.
“I am already proud of you, my child. Your mama and I are!” he said happily. “And, of course, you have to go. Here, take this.”
He took a beautiful chain out of his pocket and gave it to his daughter. His expression became serious suddenly as he looked into the eyes of his daughter.
“Promise me you’ll always take this chain wherever you go, Ama Konto!” he said, his voice serious and firm. “It is a protective chain. Promise me, Bosomba Konto!”
For her father to call her that sacred name meant how serious he was. He never called her by that name unless he was saying something serious.
“I will, Papa. I promise I will,” she said in a rush, a little alarmed.
The man’s face softened immediately and he looked at his daughter with love in his eyes. The old woman joined them.
“Oh, my beautiful wife. For a moment I thought I was in the room alone with this young lady. Who recognizes old beauty when the young ones stand just in front of you?” he said jokingly.
“The old beauty will show the old man when the young beauty flies away,” she said, and the three of them laughed heartily at that.
“Come here, my love. Ah, there, sweetheart,” he said lovingly. ” I love you both so well”
And they hugged each other warmly; it was indeed a very lovely family.
Baffour-Koduah Daniel is a young Ghanaian writer and student. ‘OBSESIONADO’ is a Ghanaian project filled with Passion, Love, Betrayal and Surprises. Enjoy!