KASARACHI
Kasarachi - Episode 15
(Tell it to God)
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What actually happened was that the driver came back and attempted opening the door to his taxi so he could drive it away.
Aunty Tochi who had vowed that he wasn't going to go with the car without paying her the complete money of yesterday, ran towards him immediately to stop him.
She grabbed him by the collar and roughly pushed him to the ground.
Then she hurriedly carried a wood plank close by and threw it on the windscreen of the taxi which broke it into several pieces.
The sounds of shattering glasses on the ground had attracted people's attention to the scene, but shockingly they all pretended like nothing was happening and continued with their businesses.
Aunty Tochi still wasn't satisfied with the havoc. So she dashed towards the driver and threw several punches on his face.
The driver who was already traumatized by the fact that Aunty broke his windscreen, kept trying to protect himself from the punches and possibly retaliate.
Unfortunately for him, Aunty Tochi seems to be stronger. She continued throwing him blows without giving him a breathing space to recover or the tiniest room to retaliate.
I was dazed! I didn't know what to do or even how to react to what was happening. I was feeling pity for the man and wished I could help stop Aunty but I know I couldn't.
I was praying in my heart that Aunty Tochi would just let him go already.
But it seems like God failed me as my worst fear came to pass when she used her feet to kick the driver heavily on his chest
The man began coughing out plenty of bløød from his mouth and right before everybody's gaze, he weakly slumped to the ground with his eyes shut closed.
Out of fear Aunty Tochi took to her heels leaving the almost lifeless man on the road.
Still nobody cared to go check on or to help the man. It got me wondering if this is what city life is truly all about and if it wasn't a big mistake coming here in the first place.
On the other hand, I am also contemplating if I should actually join Aunty Tochi to run away from this location.
That way I will not be held responsible when the police eventually comes.
Or if I should go check on the man and probably help him since no-one seems to care if he is d3ad or still alive.
After contemplating for some minutes, I decided to opt for the later which is checking on the man, but if he is no more breathing then I'll take to my heels like Aunty. I wouldn't want to be a scapegoat.
I packed the fruits on the table into the basket Aunty Tochi brought from home. I took permission from the shop woman opposite where I sell and after she consented, I dropped the items in her care.
I walked to where the driver laid and bent down to check if he is still breathing.
A sigh of heavy relief washed over me when I placed my hands over his nose and realized that he is still breathing although very faintly. This means he is still alive but needs urgent medical care!
Thank God I took some money with me when I left the house in case I felt hungry and wanted to buy food in the market.
The money I had with me was enough to hire a taxi which transported both of us to a clinic that was the closest to our location.
I was scared and kept praying for God's intervention over his life even after he was wheeled into the ward for treatment.
An hour and twenty minutes passed before I was told something about his condition.
The nurse informed me that he lost a reasonable amount of blood and needed a transfusion which requires money.
His blood type was available in the dispensary so all I have to do is to deposit ten thousand naira and it will be transfused.
I have a total of thirteen thousand naira at home and that's all I have left in my life.
If I take ten thousand naira out of it as deposit to save the driver's life, what will become of me afterwards...?
Maybe it will be better to abandon him here at God's mercy, afterall I have done enough by sacrificing my time to bring him here.
A lot was running through my mind as I walked out of the hospital.
I was about boarding a vehicle to return to the market but my mind wasn't at rest. It keeps troubling me to do the right thing.
I felt so guilty and then I realized that I wasn't Aunty Tochi in terms of the state of heart and conscience.
I just can't get myself to abandon a dying man here at the hospital without at least making an effort to save him.
That's why I rushed home with the aid of a vehicle and I removed the money where I had hidden it amongst my clothes, now it's remaining just three thousand naira.
I dashed back to the hospital and made the deposit for the bløød transfusion. I stayed until his treatment and transfusion was carried out and he was stabilized.
By now it is already getting dark outside. Aunty Tochi will be mad at me for staying out till this late so I need to be on my way.
I decided to check on him before going home since obviously I wouldn't be able to go back to the market again today.
The injury was too severe and he was already awake although still feeling very weak due to the effects of the injections.
He smiled weakly when I opened the door and came into the ward. I guess the nurses or doctor might have told him that I brought him here and paid the deposit for him.
But his face suddenly turned gloomy when he looked at me closely. His angry reaction wasn't what I had expected to see at all
"I remember you. You're the young girl that I brought me to that location yesterday. You are the sole reason I am in this mess today. If I hadn't picked you...just maybe I wouldn't have encountered that mad woman that nearly k*lled me today!" The driver said rudely. Then he hissed loudly probably in a bid to annoy me..."
I was blown away by such level of thoughtlessness. Imagine how ungrateful he is sounding even after a near déâd experience.
I was expecting to see a face filled with gratitude not this attitude. Human beings!
"Wow! So this is all I get after spending my time and efforts to save your life...? I left selling my market to bring you here..." I said and scoffed to show my irritation before continuing
"...worst of all is that the small money I should be using to survive...I gave it up as a deposit for you who is a stranger to get a bl00d transfusion and yet I can't even get a thank you from you..? Just wow!"
"What am I supposed to thank you for...? Is it for being a bad luck to my life and causing the complete ruin of my windscreen...? You almost led to my d*ath young girl so this is the least any sane human being will do to savor the situation!" He continued with his rude rants
"...your plans over my life did not work. I'm very sure you came to check if I was able to survive it but my God is bigger than you!"
I was done tolerating his excesses and ill words. Since he wants to act crazy then I can as well return the same energy.
"You know what....? Now I believe you deserve all that happened to you including the beatings that almost left you breathless! You should actually thank your stars that you are still alive to be running your big mouth right now. Anyways I came to check on you but I suppose I wasted my time. So good luck sorting out the rest of your bills!" I said with a harsh tone as I turned my back and began walking towards the door
I heard him call me a f00lish girl but I totally ignored him and continued on my way out.
Amidst his continuous cussing and name-calling behind me, I left the ward and quietly slammed the door behind me.
Sincerely I hadn't in my wildest thoughts imagined him to be an ungrateful and insensitive person. That's why I went out of my way to help him out yet no appreciation.
It's a good thing that he doesn't know that his abuser is the woman I came to the city to find, else I can't tell how worse he will react.
My head was bent low and I was talking to myself due to how angry I was feeling about what happened. I regretted helping him, maybe I should have left him to die there.
I didn't even notice the person coming in from the opposite direction and I suppose she didn't notice me either, else she would have swiftly moved out of my way.
We collided in the hallway taking each other unawares and while trying to balance myself, I mistakenly stepped on her toes.
In the process I completely lost my footing, I slipped and fell back down on the ground.
The fall was so fatal that I was unable to feel myself for a while. When I later opened my eyes, my vision was blurry and the sounds around me were becoming fuzzy.
I heard sounds of running feet and someone continuously saying sorry to me. That's the last I heard before I blacked out again...
(Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH'S HEART stories)
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