Bad Girls Don’t Love
AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN
BAD GIRLS DON’T LOVE
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They sat down on the cushions and she handed him a glass of wine.
“Real name?” he asked.
She smiled demurely at him.
“That would do for now,” she said with a sweet smile.
They fell into easy conversation as they drank.
Almost ten minutes later, Rashid felt a throbbing pain in his temples, and saw that Ella’s face was suddenly changing shapes. He tried to stand up, but the room was spinning badly, and he collapsed suddenly on his back. He turned his head and looked at the cold face of Ella with horror.
“You drugged the wine!” he muttered thickly. “Why?”
Then the darkness swallowed him.
***
That night, to Rashid, became something like a nightmare he just tried to forget. As it turned out, he had some difficulties recollecting exactly what happened after he passed out.
When he woke up in the same room, he had a splitting headache, but he was dressed and alone; Ella Silk had left the room.
He stood up and walked groggily out of the room and waited outside, preferring the cool air to the tepid and sultry atmosphere within. He saw more men entering the establishment, and more leaving, concluding that it was not short of patronage.
Later, the other guys joined him, drunk as hell, so just as Rashid had predicted, he had to drive them home. He stopped over briefly at a chemist’s to get medication for his headache, then he went home, finally putting the image of Ella Silk out of his mind.
Randy’s wedding to Rose Nelson was a blast, a beautiful event that went smoothly with Rashid playing his role as Best Man to perfection, and his fiancée, Aku Laryea, playing the Bridesmaid.
The trouble was, people talked more of how the Best Man and Bridesmaid made a beautiful couple, and of course it slowly came out that they were actually engaged. There were those who gossiped about how Randy and Rose shouldn’t have chosen such a handsome couple as maid and best man, but no one really cared because the atmosphere was a happy one.
And afterwards, when the new couple rode off in their limousine to the fabulous destination of their honeymoon, with Rashid and Aku in the other car following, Aku removed her hat, put it on the seat, and promptly climbed on top of Rashid and straddled him.
“Aku,” Rashid said with a chuckle. “Driver is looking at you!”
She smiled, her eyes mischievous, linked her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, rolling her tongue against his as her desire mounted.
“I can’t wait any longer, Rash,” she murmured against his lips. “December is two months away. We should get married then!”
Rashid laughed softly and put his arms around her waist.
“I wanted it way back in February, remember?” he asked softly. “You and your mother wanted you to settle in your new job first.”
“I think I’m settled now!” she said petulantly, and he laughed.
“After just ten months?”
“Yes, I’ve had enough!” she said with a pout. “I want to marry you! I want your babies to begin distending my stomach!”
They had been in a relationship for five years now.
He met her when he was thirty years, and she twenty-five and just completing her university degree. Aku’s father died when she was young. An only child, she had been raised by her mother and grandmother. Her uncle, Dr Laryea Odamten, had assumed the mantle of a father for Aku. He had been Rashid’s lecturer at the Medical School, and had loved the young man a lot, and eventually introduced him to his niece.
Rashid, who was fast making a name as one of the best surgeons in the country, and perhaps Africa, had been dazzled by the vivacious Aku. Rashid’s childhood love, Rakia, had died two years previously in a motor accident. It had shattered him, and he had wondered how he was going to go through life. She was the only woman he had known, and the woman who had taken his virginity. Actually, they had both been virgins the first time they tried it, and had stayed in love through the years.
Her death had doused the life in him, and he had been rambling around, not even interested in any woman, until his lecturer introduced him to his niece.
Aku was tall and fair, a classic beauty, and she had contrasted beautifully with his dark, masculine looks. Their love had been perfect. They had met at a time Aku was recovering from a breakup with Stephen Ledi, her boyfriend of many years whom she had caught in bed with one of her friends.
They had found peace in each other, and love had blossomed quickly between them. A year later, on her birthday, she had dragged him down on her bed and refused to let him leave, much against his protestations.
They made love that night.
And had been engaged three years later.
Rashid wanted to marry her as soon as possible, and she had wanted it too, but her mother, Mabel Laryea, and grandmother, Ethel Laryea, had been against it, insisting that she settled in an employment first.
But Rashid knew better; these two women preferred Stephen Ledi to Rashid. To them, Rashid was a Northerner, and Stephen was a Ga, just like Aku.
The two women didn’t mean malice. They were not wicked; it was just what it was! They had grown up in a polarized and jaundiced society where Northerners were severely discriminated against, and this was also their application.
Stephen Ledi had appealed to them, begging them to help him win Aku’s love back because he had made the biggest mistake of his life, and had now regretted it.
But Aku’s mind and heart were made up.
It was Rashid, or no man.
And now, seeing that she would be thirty years in December, they knew this was the right time for her to marry, and so they had reluctantly acquiesced to her love of Rashid, and allowed her to go ahead and marry him.
It had come with some hard choices too.
A modern health centre had been opened in the Akuapim Mountains, called the Okomfo Anokye Medical Centre, and had been in operation for almost five years now.
Its first Director was now on retirement, and Dr Laryea Odamten had been made the new Director. He wanted Rashid to go with him as head of the Surgical Department.
But Aku had not wanted that.
A marketing executive in one of the fastest-growing financial institutions, she wanted Rashid to stay in the city for at least a while after their marriage, so Rashid had given up the position and remained at Korle Bu.
Now, she wanted to get married in December, and that was great news for Rashid because he loved her so much, and wanted to be her husband, and distend her belly with their children if God had mercy on them.
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Hmmmm,and now Ella is coming in de3….I hope this will not affect the marriage
I hope the easy life Rashid is having with Aku would not be disrupted by the appearance of Ella Silk