Forbidden Love – SEASON 1 EPISODE 2
EVENING STROLL
That evening was very boring. The sun was going home after a hard dayâs work to give way to the moon.
I was lying on my bed staring blankly at the ceiling. Nothing seemed to interest me.
âAbena, are you in there?â My friend Afua called me from outside my dormitory.
âAfua, Iâm in here, whatâs up?â I asked her.
âNothing ooo. Just feeling bored and decided to come to you,â She said.
âMe too, I was on my bed thinking of going to Amaâs Dorm.â
âOk. Hurry up. Letâs go see Ama,â Afua said to me.
I got up , dressed and we headed towards Amaâs Dorm. Upon reaching there, Ama was also getting ready to go to Afua.
We laughed at one another. It was silly. Afua planned to visit me, I planned to visit Ama and Ama was planning to visit Afua.
Afua suggested we take a stroll. We all bought into the idea and decided to do that.
We passed between âflexy & Sons Residentâ North -East of Fredmef Hostel.
On our way, we bumped into three nice looking university guys whom I guessed were also taking a stroll.
One amusing thing about University Guys is , they think once they come to the university, everyone must bow for them. Quite annoying.
They decided to join us, because we were all moving in the same direction. I realised two of the boys were really loquacious which was typical of most university guys.
They talked about cars they had not touched before, countries they had not set their feet in before , monies that did not exist in their pockets or bank accounts , all in a bid to woo my friends.
I donât know why guys seemed to think itâs plenty talks that woo a beautiful lady. Itâs not about talk..talk..talk. Itâs about a guyâs impression on a lady. Probably, first impressions are lasting impressions.
I realized one of the three boys was not talking. He stood unique and was quieter than the other two boys. He seemed unperturbed by the chats and smiles going on between my friends and his friends. He was in a world of his own. I switched sides to get closer to him. Suddenly, my handkerchief fell on the ground. Before I could bend down to pick It, he had already picked it for me. I said, âthank you, dear.â
He stared at me and said, âWelcome MissâŠâŠâŠâ
âOh, God!! tell me Iâm dreaming. âThis canât be true. There he stood,
very simple and easy with a calm gentle smile. My heart missed a bit. I couldnât believe I was staring at my crush and number one fan, my role model and my source of inspiration, the aficionado of Academic prowess and a global Celebrity. The âhot cakeâ every lady and perhaps some female lecturers were dying to date or at least have a one-night- stand with on campus,one of the worldâs geniusesâŠ.Iâm talking aboutâŠ.
Fafa.
I smiled seductively at him but he seemed disenchanted.
The other boys in Fafaâs company intensified their loquaciousity in their bid to impress either Afua or Ama but still Fafa didnât utter a single word. I kept looking at him, my incessant looks betraying my hidden admiration and affection for him. Fafa was very modest. How could a celebrity be walking with commoners?
I got closer to his side and said ,
â uhm, excuse me Fafa, âcan we move a little bit away from my friends?â
My friend Afua stared at me with a knowing smile.
âOkay, â Fafa said and move a little bit away from the group.
I began talking, âFafa, Iâm one of your favourite fans in the university. You are such a genius. Congrats for wining such an enviable award. He couldnât look me in the eyes directly but he said,â thanks for the compliment. I really appreciate it.â
âWelcome dear, âI said, rather involuntarily. Suddenly, he looked at me curiously without saying anything. I decided to take the initiative once again and started a much longer conversation with him.
I knew every accomplishment
began with a decision to try. I surely needed to accomplish my mission with Fafa.
âFafa, can we be friends ?â I asked him, without mincing words.
âWhich type of friends?â he asked curiously.
That was the question I have anticipated he would ask me. I said, âNormal Friends, Errr, ummm. I mean âŠBoyâŠI mean Platonic friends ,â I mumbled over the words.
You might be wondering why I couldnât simply tell Fafa that I loved him and would like him to be my boyfriend. The fact is, culturally, a lady is not supposed to propose love to a boy. Off Course, this was an obnoxious culture in this rapidly evolving century of globalisation. Sadly, cultural versatility was a luxury we donât have in abundance in our part of the world, a world stemmed in the thick waters of a fixed, antiquated culture.
I decided to break that culture and made my feelings known to the guy that had unknowingly stolen my heart since I came to the university but had decided not to involve myself in the issues of love.
I asked him, âCan I have your contact number?â
âI am afraid that is not possible,â he said.
I felt a little bit embarrassed by his response but decided to hide it. At first, I decided to excuse him and leave but the pull of love made my feet unmovable.
I pressed on with the conversation.
âWhy canât you give your phone number to me?â I asked.
âSorry, Abena, I donât use a mobile phone. I believe mobile phone is a distraction to my studies for now,â he justified himself.
I was dumbfounded. How could a 21st-Century University undergra
duate, who have risen to the status of a global Celebrity, not have a mobile phone which was even ubiquitous in primary schools, not to talk about Senior High Schools?
I didnât believe it but decided not to prop it further but I have other ideas in my game plan.
âCan I pay you a visit ?â I asked him.
He looked into my eyes for the first time and smiled,saying, âNo, Iâm always busy.â
Is Fafa flexing on me? I doubted it. He didnât look like that type of guy.
As I was contemplating on what to do next, âFafaâs deep voice broke through my thoughts like a sharp knife through a bread, âOkay, Abena, you can pay me a visit this weekend if that will be okay by you . Iâm happy chatting and with you tonight. The truth is , I have never had a female friend before.â
âLike seriously?â I asked, visibly stunned.
âYes, itâs the gospel truth. Donât get me wrong, Iâm not Gynophobic but I donât want to be gynephilic either. Itâs a personal decision. My study is my priority, â Fafa explained.
He looked at his watch and said, âGosh, itâs getting late, I have to go home. Have a good night.
âOk, Fafa, Good Night,see you soon âI said.
I am sure by now you could see that Fafa was a strict and princi
pled guy. I loved him nevertheless.
Guys of his kind were very scarce.
I told him, I will be visiting you this Saturday.â
He responded, âOk, Abena, I will be looking forward to seeing you.
âWhich time will you be coming, please?â he asked.
â9.30 a.m.,â I responded, âIf itâs OK by you.â
âItâs OK with me, Fafa Responded.
We rejoined our friends, returned and ultimately parted ways at a junction and moved to our various hostels. Unfortunately, Fafaâs friends could not niche their presence in the hearts of my two Friends Afua and Ama who saw them more of a bunch of talkative boys than serious guys. I felt lucky to be the only one who met the âgolden fish.â
On my bed , I felt like a happy queen. I dreamt about fafa that nightâŠ
It wasn`t a common dream. It was a kind of dream that I had never had before or if I did, it was a long time ago and I didnât remember anymoreâŠ
It was a good dream. So good that I woke up in a hurry, with this mad desire of turning it into reality as quickly possible; I must say I felt a bit uneasy about confessing my dream to youâŠ
Here it goes⊠In my dream Fafa wasnât exactly wearing those nice outfits he normally wore when he came to lectures. There was no coat over Fafaâs shoulders, no shoes squeezing his toes and no tie around his immaculate white collar.
I could sense his great, strong and masculine odor. In fact Fafa was not wearing any clothes .Just a tiny little towel threatening to fall down his legs. I was excited and moved towards him. The moment I moved towards Him,I woke up!
I didnât know what he was going to do to me, but one thing I was sure of is : this dream really happened!
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