I loved her, but I couldn’t say it. I thought she would say no, and then even the friendship we had would be destroyed. But I kept dropping hints. I tried making it obvious. I called at dawn just to let her know I was thinking about her. She got angry: “You called me at dawn to tell me you’re thinking about me? You destroyed my sleep just because you’re thinking? What is that?”

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From that day, a lot of things changed. I decided I wasn’t going to propose again but rather keep her as a friend. I told myself God gave her to me as a friend, so I shouldn’t force myself to make her my girlfriend. She comes from a wealthy home and was helping me whenever I needed help. I told myself, “You’re going to propose to your destiny helper. When she says no, what happens to your destiny, Kweku?”

I scared myself out of proposing to her and instead decided to keep her as a friend. She travelled for a week. We didn’t talk much because that was the period I was trying to get her off my mind. When she was coming back, she asked me to get her car from the house and go and pick her up at the station, and I did.

Immediately I got out of the car to help put her things in the boot, she hugged me. It was so tight and lasted so long. All of a sudden, the ‘third leg’ decided to rise up. I quickly pulled away before she noticed it. She asked, “Did I give you a shock? Why pull away so quickly?”

She went to the driver’s side and drove us away. She talked about her trip, the people she met, and a man who proposed to her. “Can you imagine this guy proposed to me the very day we talked? Some men have vim ooo,” she said. I said in my head, “Why didn’t God give me this kind of vim?”

She asked if I missed her, and I said yes. She said, “You’re drifting. Is it because of how I talked to you that dawn when you called?”

We talked about that incident, and she asked me to be honest and tell her why I called. I couldn’t say it. She said, “Today, I’m offering a 60% discount on resistance. What it means is that whatever you ask for or say, you have a 60% chance of getting a yes from me. So tell me.”

I felt it was a trap, so I didn’t. A few days later, she made it 70%, and then it went to 80%. She said, “This is the best offer you’ll get on my resistance. You won’t get it like this on any other day.” I told her, “Let’s go out this holiday. We can spend the whole night out there.”

While we were out and chilling, I asked, “So this 80% offer, what exactly is on sale right now that I can get 80% off?” She answered, “Just try it. You might get what you want.” I said, “I’ve always wanted you to be my girlfriend. When I called that dawn, I had a proposal on my mind, but you screamed it out of me. So I’m asking today, will you be my girlfriend?”

She said, “No, I won’t. And don’t say anything else again.”

The next day, she was in my small corner cooking for us. A week later, she spent a night with me and asked me not to touch her. A few weeks later, she said, “Everything is at a 65% discount today.” I asked what I could get from such a discount, and she said, “You ask too many questions.”

I reached out for a kiss, and I got it. The third leg rose again, but this time I wasn’t scared to let it show. She asked, “Where is it going?”

This discount thing started as a joke, but three years ago, when we got married, we understood that we would go wrong and hurt each other but would never go to bed angry. To make forgiveness easy, she would tell me, “Forgiveness is at a 79% discount today. Confess before it goes back to zero.”

We would talk about the issue and discuss what could have been done differently, honestly. She would ask questions and expect me to answer honestly. And from there, she wouldn’t say anything, but I was assured it was forgiven and that I wasn’t supposed to do it again. If the mistake was from her, she was assured the same way, and it was expected not to be repeated.

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Every moment after a fight, forgiveness is at a huge discount, and we take advantage of it to settle our problems so we don’t go to bed with them.

We have our first child, a girl. We named her after my mother, but guess what my mom calls her: “Agyeiwaa Discount.”

—Willy 

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