The Good Man
THE WRITER
SAMUEL COBBY GRANT
THE GOOD MAN
For the very first time in her life, Maame Efua woke up with no house chores; sweeping of the compound, fetching water or hearing the strident sounds of cock crows. But she woke up early and cleaned the already neat kitchen making it look spic and span. She then cleaned the living room with a vengeance and went back into her room to freshen up.
Kobina woke up about an hour later and went through his morning routine of fifty press-ups, handgrip exercises, and ended with using the skipping rope.
He then went to freshen up and then checked up on his guest
“How was your night, Ma?”
“It was good, how can it not be considering how soft your bed is.”
Kobina woke up about an hour later and went through his morning routine of fifty press-ups, handgrip exercises, and ended with using the skipping rope.
He then went to freshen up and then checked up on his guest
“How was your night, Ma?”
“It was good, how can it not be considering how soft your bed is.”
“Good to hear that,” he said and the doorbell rang, startling both of them.
Kobina went to see who was at the door and saw to his utter dismay that it was Naakpe, clutching a small handbag. She smiled sheepishly at him and said “I come to help mother cook.”
He stared at her quietly and with a gesture invited her in.
“Ma, I have to leave… business,” he said.
“My daughter, one thing you must learn not to do is to visit people when you have not been invited, especially very early in the morning.”
“Oh. He was angry then?”
“Why else would he leave without having breakfast?”
“I am sorry. I will leave after breakfast.”
Kobina went to see who was at the door and saw to his utter dismay that it was Naakpe, clutching a small handbag. She smiled sheepishly at him and said “I come to help mother cook.”
He stared at her quietly and with a gesture invited her in.
“Ma, I have to leave… business,” he said.
“My daughter, one thing you must learn not to do is to visit people when you have not been invited, especially very early in the morning.”
“Oh. He was angry then?”
“Why else would he leave without having breakfast?”
“I am sorry. I will leave after breakfast.”
The old lady looked at her and smiled shaking her head. She had found out that it was difficult to stay angry with her.
“Let’s go and make some Milo.”
“Okay, I’ll fry the eggs,: she said and followed the elderly woman to the kitchen.
“How many eggs should I fry for you?” she asked.
“None,” she replied in a vexed manner.
“Ok,” Naakpe said unperturbed and proceeded to fry 4 eggs for herself, adding onions, tomatoes, cabbage, and baked beans.
As they were having breakfast, Aba Joan called that she had arrived at Takoradi and with the help of Naakpe, got directions to their location.
Within 15 minutes, she was there and rang the doorbell to the flat. Naakpe opened the door and screamed with joy and embraced her.
“Why are you with my mom…in this house,” Joan said extricating herself from the clinging girl.
“Let’s go and make some Milo.”
“Okay, I’ll fry the eggs,: she said and followed the elderly woman to the kitchen.
“How many eggs should I fry for you?” she asked.
“None,” she replied in a vexed manner.
“Ok,” Naakpe said unperturbed and proceeded to fry 4 eggs for herself, adding onions, tomatoes, cabbage, and baked beans.
As they were having breakfast, Aba Joan called that she had arrived at Takoradi and with the help of Naakpe, got directions to their location.
Within 15 minutes, she was there and rang the doorbell to the flat. Naakpe opened the door and screamed with joy and embraced her.
“Why are you with my mom…in this house,” Joan said extricating herself from the clinging girl.
“Come and sit down, my daughter,” her mother said giving her signals with her eyes.
She looked at her mother critically, looking for any sign of an incurable ailment.
“Relax, my daughter, I’ll explain later,” she assured her, looking sideways at Naakpe.
Joan glanced at her friend who was wolfing down a large portion of fried eggs.
She led her daughter to her room, away from Naakpe and answered all the unasked questions; about the reasons for her presence in Takoradi, Naakpe’s presence.
Naakpe entered after knocking and looked from mother to daughter.
“I am going to the poolside, would you join me?”
“And what would you be wearing, if I may ask,” Aba Joan said with amusement.
“I brought a swimming costume wai, it’s in my bag.”
She looked at her mother critically, looking for any sign of an incurable ailment.
“Relax, my daughter, I’ll explain later,” she assured her, looking sideways at Naakpe.
Joan glanced at her friend who was wolfing down a large portion of fried eggs.
She led her daughter to her room, away from Naakpe and answered all the unasked questions; about the reasons for her presence in Takoradi, Naakpe’s presence.
Naakpe entered after knocking and looked from mother to daughter.
“I am going to the poolside, would you join me?”
“And what would you be wearing, if I may ask,” Aba Joan said with amusement.
“I brought a swimming costume wai, it’s in my bag.”
The older lady rebuked Naakpe fiercely and forbade her from going into the pool.
“We are visitors here. It’s not right to overstep our boundaries.”
“Thank you ma for showing me the right way,” she embraced Aba Joan and went on to hug the old lady fiercely.
“Galaway, do you want to kill me?” she said with mock severity and gave the stubborn but lively girl 5 cedis for transport fare back to town.
“Now Aba Joan, me dՉfo pa, as you can see, I am hale and hearty.”
“Yeah I can see that but who is the owner of this nice place?” she asked.
Her mother just smiled secretly.
“The owner of this nice place would soon be here. But tell me, what did Kobina do to you to make you lose your smile?”
“But Ma, we are not in a relationship o.”
“I know but you used to talk about him all the time and used to cook for him but you’ve stopped doing them.”
“No time now, Schoolwork prevents me.”
“We are visitors here. It’s not right to overstep our boundaries.”
“Thank you ma for showing me the right way,” she embraced Aba Joan and went on to hug the old lady fiercely.
“Galaway, do you want to kill me?” she said with mock severity and gave the stubborn but lively girl 5 cedis for transport fare back to town.
“Now Aba Joan, me dՉfo pa, as you can see, I am hale and hearty.”
“Yeah I can see that but who is the owner of this nice place?” she asked.
Her mother just smiled secretly.
“The owner of this nice place would soon be here. But tell me, what did Kobina do to you to make you lose your smile?”
“But Ma, we are not in a relationship o.”
“I know but you used to talk about him all the time and used to cook for him but you’ve stopped doing them.”
“No time now, Schoolwork prevents me.”
“I am your best friend, your mother.”
“When I return from the washroom,” Aba Joan said and escaped to the bathroom, pondering over how her mother found all that out.
“Could it have been Kobina who told her?” she wondered.
She admired the sparkling clean bathroom with its white wall to wall tiles, the bathtub and the shiny water heater.
She spent quite some time in there and when she finally got out, her mother had fallen asleep. She stared at her guiltily and went to watch TV.
Kobina was feeling quite on top of the world. He had just signed a contract with a shipping line to supply local fruits and legumes to their vessels.
He was in a state of euphoria and had made up his mind to get home quickly and take the old lady for lunch at a classy restaurant.
He was surprised to find out that the front door was unlocked, he opened it and found Aba Joan asleep on the sofa with the TV on. The robe she had on had parted exposing her sleek thighs. He stared, and she, as if she felt his presence, jerked into wakefulness, sat up and asked “how did you know i was here?”
“When I return from the washroom,” Aba Joan said and escaped to the bathroom, pondering over how her mother found all that out.
“Could it have been Kobina who told her?” she wondered.
She admired the sparkling clean bathroom with its white wall to wall tiles, the bathtub and the shiny water heater.
She spent quite some time in there and when she finally got out, her mother had fallen asleep. She stared at her guiltily and went to watch TV.
Kobina was feeling quite on top of the world. He had just signed a contract with a shipping line to supply local fruits and legumes to their vessels.
He was in a state of euphoria and had made up his mind to get home quickly and take the old lady for lunch at a classy restaurant.
He was surprised to find out that the front door was unlocked, he opened it and found Aba Joan asleep on the sofa with the TV on. The robe she had on had parted exposing her sleek thighs. He stared, and she, as if she felt his presence, jerked into wakefulness, sat up and asked “how did you know i was here?”
He could not offer any answer. He was tongue-tied his eyes shifted to a pearly breast that was on the verge of escaping from the robe.
“Pervert,” she said undertone but getting aroused nevertheless by his stare.
“Kobina you are back,” her mom said from behind her “let me see to lunch, I fell asleep.”
“I plan on taking you out to lunch,” he said his eyes adding Aba to the lunch date
“There’s nothing like a home-cooked meal. Don’t worry, we’ll be done in a jiffy.”
She left to the kitchen with her daughter on her heels.
“Why didn’t you say that you have invited Kobina here?” Aba hissed at her mother as soon as they got to the kitchen.
” Actually, this house is his,” she replied mildly “I know I didn’t tell you but Kobina took me to the clinic and paid my bills.”
“I see.”
“Now tell me,” she said as she put the rice on the gas stove “tell me why you guys are quarrelling.”
“Ask me and I’ll explain everything,” Kobina said from behind them.
“Pervert,” she said undertone but getting aroused nevertheless by his stare.
“Kobina you are back,” her mom said from behind her “let me see to lunch, I fell asleep.”
“I plan on taking you out to lunch,” he said his eyes adding Aba to the lunch date
“There’s nothing like a home-cooked meal. Don’t worry, we’ll be done in a jiffy.”
She left to the kitchen with her daughter on her heels.
“Why didn’t you say that you have invited Kobina here?” Aba hissed at her mother as soon as they got to the kitchen.
” Actually, this house is his,” she replied mildly “I know I didn’t tell you but Kobina took me to the clinic and paid my bills.”
“I see.”
“Now tell me,” she said as she put the rice on the gas stove “tell me why you guys are quarrelling.”
“Ask me and I’ll explain everything,” Kobina said from behind them.
“I did not ask you Kobina, I am asking my daughter,” she said flustered.
” Moreover, it’s uncourteous to listen in on someone’s conversation.”
“Okay,” he raised his hands as a sign of surrender.
” I saw a girl in his bed and his explanation was that he woke up to find her having sex with him. This same girl visited him on the day I slept over due to the storm and he had to sack her.”
“You see, that means there’s nothing between them.”
“Believe me when I tell you that I know a good person when I see one, and Kobina is a good person.”
They argued, back and forth on the issue and with wisdom borne out of experience, she got her daughter to calm down. Lunch was soon ready and they all sat together to enjoy the plain rice and corned beef stew.
” Moreover, it’s uncourteous to listen in on someone’s conversation.”
“Okay,” he raised his hands as a sign of surrender.
” I saw a girl in his bed and his explanation was that he woke up to find her having sex with him. This same girl visited him on the day I slept over due to the storm and he had to sack her.”
“You see, that means there’s nothing between them.”
“Believe me when I tell you that I know a good person when I see one, and Kobina is a good person.”
They argued, back and forth on the issue and with wisdom borne out of experience, she got her daughter to calm down. Lunch was soon ready and they all sat together to enjoy the plain rice and corned beef stew.
“This indeed is one of the best meals I have ever had in my adult life,” Kobina said.
They were relaxing in the living room and Kobina was thinking of which entertainment spot to take them to when Gregg called to inform him of a trip to Busua Beach.
“That would have been nice but I have guests, two ladies,” Kobina told him.
“Bring them along, we are going with a 33 seater Coaster”
They were relaxing in the living room and Kobina was thinking of which entertainment spot to take them to when Gregg called to inform him of a trip to Busua Beach.
“That would have been nice but I have guests, two ladies,” Kobina told him.
“Bring them along, we are going with a 33 seater Coaster”
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