Hii everyone. I’m a midwife (27) living somewhere in Tema. I come from a town in the Ashanti region. I went to teach in a Private school after SHS. The school owner took a peculiar interest in me. He’s probably around my father’s age. He was so nice to me and spent a lot of time talking to me. He wasn’t that nice to the rest of the teachers there. But it wasn’t surprising because there were rumours he was a chronic womanizer. He offered to take me out on a date one time but I rejected his offer. He came to my house the next day and pleaded with my mum to permit him to take me out for a conversation. I still didn’t want to go because I didn’t want to give him the impression I was going to date him. However, my mum convinced me to go with him but asked that I stay vigilant.
While on the date, he told me he had been keeping an eye on me for a long time and he thinks I’m a very good girl so he wants me for his son (George). He went ahead to show me his pictures and honestly he looked really appealing to the eyes. I asked why George didn’t come to ask me out himself and he said it’s because he was out of the country schooling. He called George that night and we both talked to him on speaker. We talked for about 30mins and he was confirming all his father had told me. He said he already had my pictures and from what’s he’s heard about me, he really likes me and wants to have me as his girlfriend and hopefully settle down with me. It was confusing for me because one minute I thought the man was going to ask me to be his girlfriend (which I was ready to say No) & the next minute I was on the phone talking to his son who likes me.
Fast forward, George and I have our wedding plans in motion. It’s set happen in the 1st week of August. The two families are more than anxious for the occasion. George’s father has been more than an angel to me and my family. With his help, I graduated from a midwifery college and now I’m working at a hospital in Accra. George completed his studies and came back to Ghana in early 2020. He found a well paying job in Accra not long after he returned. He’s actually the one who pulled strings for me to get posted to Accra. He wanted us to be very close. However, my hospital is very far from his residence. So he rented a place closer to the hospital for me. I spend every little time I get at his place. I really love George and I’m convinced he loves me too.
There’s this less privileged man who usually sits close to our hospital entrance accepting giveaways from people. I see him almost everytime but I never felt compelled to give him money. Yesterday, I was feeling perfectly okay when I left home to work but I started having this funny feeling as I got closer to where the man (less privileged) was sitting. I passed him by and entered the hospital compound but I felt a strong push within to go back to the man so I turned around. I gave him a 10ghc note and added the porridge I had bought for myself. I had lost my appetite. I was feeling hungry when I left the house but now my mouth felt dry and bitter. As I turned around, the man (less privileged man) called me by my local name, Maame Serwaa.
I was surprised because nobody calls me by that name in Accra, not even George. He asked me to come close to him. I took some steps closer but he still asked me to get more closer. I bent and squatted to match his position on the ground. Then he said, “your plan merges with a greater plan. He will destroy your soul. You cannot unite with his seed”. I felt goosebumps all over my skin as I walked away from him. His words came with such power and honesty. But I didn’t understand what he really meant.
My mum has also been my closest friend all these years. I share everything with her. I called her while walking into my ward. I told her the exact words the man had said to me. She remained quiet on the phone for a while then finally spoke saying this is not the first time she’s hearing such a message. Her “Osofo maame” (lady pastor) had mentioned something very similar to her before but she didn’t take it serious.
She asked me to focus on my work and leave it to her to find more meaning into the matter. Later that day, I was home still feeling not so good when my phone rang. It was George’s father. He called to check up on me as usual. Just about dropping the phone, another call came in. This time it was my mum. She asked if I was alone and I said yes. She said she went to make enquiries about what I told her earlier and it turns out the man was speaking the truth but in parables. She said the “Osofo maame” told her that George’s father has an agenda behind our marriage. The same agenda led to the death of his wife (George’s mum).
Right now, My parents have asked me to stop everything and return home ASAP and I’m making plans to go. I’m so scared and confused. I talk to George but I have not been to his residence or said anything about it to him yet. I really do love him and I don’t think it’s fair for me to abandon George and his family over some spiritual sayings I don’t have proof for. We have a wedding coming up. They have been more than nice to me and my family. I feel I owe them my life. I’m lost in thoughts to be honest. I need your opinions on this matter.