FOLA Episode 8

Episode 8

"Leave a message or call this number if urgent" was the message I saw inside the visitor box close to the door. I don't know what to do right away

I wanted to take my leave since it's getting late already and I can't imagine my life without a father but before I move towards the main gate, I heard the door opened.

"Who is that and what are you looking for?" A deep Yoruba accent man said to me from the entrance wrapping his hand around a woman's waist.

"Good evening sir, my mom said.... aunty Shaki!" I couldn't believe my eyes seeing baba Bose with aunty Shaki.

Baba Bose is a married man whose wife and children are not in the same city as him. It was work that transferred him down here living in a rented 2 bedroom apartment here. He only travels to see his family once in a while.

Aunty Shaki on the other hand happened to be my Computer teacher in school. She's one of the prettiest and plump teachers in our school. What a beauty to behold.

In a minute, I was lost of words cause I don't know the link between my neighbor and my teacher. I quickly ignore them because it's none of my business 

"Please come and help us, sir, my dad fainted and mom needs someone that can drive us down to the hospital" I rushed my words like someone chewing hot yam.

We all rushed into the house and we can see blood streaming down my dad's forehead. Baba Bose was assisted by my teacher to take my dad into the car and we all rushed out of the house.

We got to the nearest hospital around 9:30pm. I was praying at the reception as they rush my dad to the emergency room placing the oxygen at his face in order to see if they can still keep him alive. 

Aunty Shaki couldn't wait long because there is school the next day and she can't afford to stay at the hospital with us. She was escorted by baba Bose a few minutes that we got in.

Within the time that I went to call baba Bose, mom had used the land phone at the sitting room to call the mission house in church and a few people that she could reach.

A few minutes later, the Pastor and 2 elders came around. 

"How is he feeling now?" One of the elders asked and he was curious to want to know how it happened. My mother tried everything possible to avoid answering what caused the whole drama.

My mom and her favorite bible quote of wise woman build her home wouldn't let her open up to anyone about the fire in her bosom... 

"Sir, please just join me in prayers so that my husband could come back to life". This is the only concern my mom had. Seeing her husband been alive again.

"God, If you wake him up, I will endure all his beating and maltreatment but I also believe you can touch his heart so he does beat me again... this is not the beast I married Lord"

I saw tears strolling down my mother's face. I couldn't help but cry that God should because of me wake him up again. 

The pastor and the elders too held each other's hands and started praying.

"The only thing we need now is miracle madam, we are trying all we could to resuscitate him". The doctor said as he walks back to his office.

I don't know if I should be calm with this doctor's word or to be more worried. Minutes later, the church driver came around with the pastor's wife with a basket filled with fruits and food in it.

"Have you eaten at all?" She faced my mom but the food isn't what is going on in my mother's mind but how to pray back her husband back to life.

They offered me food, I couldn't resist the aroma of the food. Trust me, there is nothing to be shy about cause truly I'm so famished. 

It was boiled rice and plantain with fish. I used all the strength left in me to force the food down my throat so that I won't be the next patient to be admitted. 

Nurses are seen pacing up and down and different people moving in and out of the hospital.

"Can I talk to you sir" the doctor came to call the pastor but my mother can't keep calm and shes insisting that whatever they want to say, they should say it at the reception.

"Madam, calm down. Let me speak to him as per man to man here?" The doctor insisted but to avoid my mom's drama, the doctor asked her to follow them.

The doctor, my mother, and the pastor left us all at the reception as they walk towards his office.

It can only be good or bad news, you know it too.

What does the doctor have to say? Wait for the next episode.