Abule:The chance

It was a hot steamy afternoon,the equatorial Sun was high up in the sky.The heat was unbearable, sweat dripping all over my face as I had tried in vain to keep it at bay with my hankie. The white handkerchief had taken on a new appearance,it was drenched in my sweat. I felt like throwing the hankie away, its of no use to me I thought to myself then i had an idea to use it to draft some air to my body before I explode.It did draft some air but it was hot air, it was an excercise in futility.

My armpits were no better, I had no money for a roll on or body spray. I had shaved them a couple of days earlier, I guess that helped a bit but not withstanding I was perceiving a certain odour emanating from my armpits. This can't be happening I said quietly to myself.

Abebi was the most beautiful girl in our village.She is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor slim, she has just about the right amount of flesh needed in all areas.She had a well rounded breast to go with her conspicous gluteal region. 

My elder brother once told me women usually have one of the two but Abebi has both.She has a smooth bronzed skin,an oblong face that was beautifully shaped by her maker. She has thick eyebrows with hazel nut eyes.Her nose was not pointed neither was it flat but it fits it environment perfectly. She has full lips typical of the African woman,luckily for her she was not wearing any make up but in that searing heat she was still a beauty to behold.

She murmured to herself, I could see she was not comfortable, probably cursing her luck why she had to be born in the Equator. She is certainly not in the mood to engage in any frivolities,she must have been wondering why the bus had not arrived.

I had been looking for an opportunity to speak to Abebi  to no avail, this was my only chance to have a word with her but the timing and atmosphere was certainly not favourable. I was lost in thought for a while then I decided to give it a shot. I moved closer to her, she noticed my presence with a scowl all over her face but I was not the one to back down. I mumbled my rehearsed line about my love for her.

A loud noise on my cheek and temporal region followed by black out.