The sound of the ringing cell phone brought me back to what the doctor was saying, she moved some distance away from me to receive the call, but I could read her lips as the conversation between her and the caller went on.
“Umaru my love, work is going fine, of course she is dying slowly and steadily.
Say me hello to the kids.”
Some few minutes later was when I realized the person she received a call from was Mr Joshua, her husband the conversation goes as
Hey my love! Work is going fine, of course she is recovering slowly and steadily. Please say me hello to my babies. I will not be coming home tonight, I need to fix some therapy with the new victim, She is an old friend of mine.
Zoe honey, sorry for the interruption the doctor replied.
I winked to her with my lips tightening to the right side, of course any one receiving such reaction would know the smile was fake, notwithstanding she still kept on smiling to me in a happy manner. I guess that is part of the therapy I need to recieve.
Umaru always say “a big smile helps a burden heart”
Our last year in the university when all our results was out, Umaru has a” B” in a course he was expecting an “A” . He was so angry but on my getting to his house I got on smiling because I was happy we will spend the whole first week of the holiday together before I live for the house then he replied
Zoe my love, do you know that a big smile helps a burden heart?
I will be right back in some minutes, said the doctor
“Baby you know I would do anything for you, I would go to the moon and make sure I come back just to see you happy”. Umaru said to me the day I got to know he was into drugs.
I clapped my hands and folded it around my neck
” why didn’t I know he was lying, now he left me in the lonely word. All by myself when he knew I can not live a good life without him anymore ” am sure someone reading is asking, didn’t you have a life before you met him?
Let me answer you, I had a life and that life was boring. The life of a preacher’s who can not even express what she feels, that was the life I had!
A knock on the door brought me back to the hospital vicinity.
Hey baby, am so sorry for everything, am sure all will be well, but as for the baby we need to flush it out. Don’t worry about the disease people live with it.
Of course my headache just began
“As for the baby we will flush it out”
How can someone with blood flowing through their vein say that about my baby?
Can you just imagine?
Rubbish! I was so angry
To be continued.