KASARACHI
Kasarachi - Episode 16
(Tell it to God)
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It's been five days since I was admitted in this hospital after my fall in the hallway.
Thankfully I feel much better than past days and this morning, the doctor informed me that I'm getting discharged today.
I'm worried about how Aunty would feel about my condition.
I'm very sure she is already worried sick about my whereabouts.
Unfortunately I don't have her phone number if not I would have called to inform her about what happened to me and where I am currently admitted at.
The woman I ran into in the hallway is such a kind human being. After bringing me to the ward with nurses help, she cleared my hospital bills and feeding charges ensuring that I am fed throughout my days here.
I later got to know her name from the doctor as Mrs Sharon Ifedi.
According to him, she is a past patient here and came for the results of her checkup when we collided on her way out.
We haven't met again after the second day she visited to check if I was responding to treatments. I thanked her profusely on that day and I will still love to thank her again because I'm super grateful for everything.
The food and preferential treatment I've been given here as a result of how much she paid is just too good, such that if I had my way I wouldn't even go home.
A knock landed on the door and afterwards it was opened by a doctor. He checked my temperature and wrote some prescriptions for me on paper and told me to get it from the hospital dispensary before going home.
I took the paper from him and saw the prices on them with the total sum equalling seven thousand two hundred naira. I was wondering where I'll get the money from to afford the drugs as I was totally out of cash.
The doctor removed the medicated wrap on my head and declared me fit to go home.
I thanked him for his services to me throughout my stay here and I stood from the bed to take a bath so I can start going.
I was surprised when the doctor brought out a white envelope from his coat and handed it to me saying Mrs Sharon told him to give it to me on my discharge day.
"For me...? Please what's inside here doctor...?" I asked with a skeptical look on my face as I collected the envelope
"It's cash. Mrs Sharon told me to tell you that it's for any medication you might need after discharge and that she's sorry once again" The doctor said smiling warmly
"Thank you doctor. I don't know if there's a way I can directly thank Mrs Sharon for the cash and everything. She is just so kind" I said with a grateful heart and dropped the envelope beside me on the bed.
I am super excited but I wouldn't want to appear desperate, that's why I'm not opening it in the doctor's presence.
The doctor said she left the country for Canada yesterday and will not be back until her business contracts over there are finalized which usually takes months.
I asked for her phone number so I could call using Aunty Tochi's phone when I get back home to say 'thank you' but the doctor refused. He said it was against their hospital ethics to give out their patient's contact details without permission from them.
I opened the envelope after the doctor left my ward and true to his words, there were bundles of a thousand naira inside the envelope.
I counted it and discovered it is thirty thousand naira inside.
I was surprised at the huge amount I received and at the same time very happy.
God works in mysterious ways indeed.
I remember speaking to God in prayer after using practically all my money to be a good samaritan to an ungrateful being.
I was wondering how I was going to survive afterwards and today, he has shown himself mightily for me using a good samaritan too.
This money will surely remain a reasonable amount after I get the medicines the doctor wrote for me. I honestly do wish I could thank this lady who God used to bless me.
I will thank her for paying my bills and then taking care of my feeding and now giving me cash for medication as an afterthought.
It's just so thoughtful of her and I really want to extend my appreciation for the second time but it's not going to be possible.
Going home I discovered that Aunty Tochi and Brenda weren't even worried about me as I thought.
Instead they were jokingly saying that I have already started exploring Lagos life in just a few days of being here.
Could you believe they even told me that I can sleep out for as long as I want but I should just be careful not to get pregnant. That I should make sure I use protection with the boy or boys keeping me outside.
Since they didn't care to inquire on where I truly was for the five days I wasn't home, I didn't bother telling them either.
Turns out that the driver came back to the market after his discharge from the hospital yesterday. He was allowed to take his taxi after he paid my aunty the complete money she mentioned. I didn't even know until my aunty told me about it while mocking him.
Days passed by and I began to notice some funny behavior between Aunty Tochi and Brenda especially when they are alone.
On about three occasions, I've even caught them unawares frolicking and kissing each other in the bedroom, but they will quickly re-organize themselves when I come in.
I will in turn pretend like I didn't see anything in the first place. I know what they are doing is morally wrong but I've decided to act blind and start minding my business in order to avoid problems.
Gradually two months have passed since I came to this city and life isn't so bad. I was feeding well and even changed my old clothes to new clothes which are all thanks to Aunty Tochi.
I eventually came to understand her as she is. Since I got to discover that she may be harsh in words and actions most times but she can sometimes be a little caring.
I am the one now in charge of selling her fruits and with time I added vegetables to it so we could make more profits from sales.
I handled the business like it was mine and sold with velocity. Sometimes I stay till night and close very late to ensure that I clear everything on the table for that day.
Now her customer base has expanded and I am patronized frequently because they all love my peaceful and friendly nature unlike Aunty Tochi who is the exact opposite.
The annoying thing about my stay in the city is that my male toasters were increasing everyday as well. Some even come to the market to keep me company and despite all attempts to keep them at bay, they are still not willing to leave me alone.
I eventually got tired of talking and just allowed them be. At some point, the majority of them stopped coming when they saw that I was not paying attention to them.
The following day was a Sunday and I wasn't feeling too well to go to church. Aunty Tochi and Brenda had gone out individually to God knows where.
I was feeling feverish and needed to get drugs that will reduce the fever. Aunty Tochi doesn't give me money from the profits I make except it is for something very important like food items for cooking.
She says that she will start paying me when it's the third month of selling for her, which of course is going to be next month.
So most of my petty needs like sanitary pads and snacks comes from the money that I was given by Mrs Sharon at the hospital.
I had hidden it in the smallest part of my bag when I got home that day and it's been my saving grace on several occasions.
Last week I had even removed a thousand naira from it to get a sanitary pad for myself. So from my calculations, it is now remaining about fifteen thousand naira.
I stood tiredly from the bed and walked to the wardrobe. I brought out my bag from the side of the wardrobe I placed it last time
After that I dropped the bag on the bed and I drew open the zip of the part where I kept the money only to find it empty!
It got me wondering if I had subconsciously changed the part where I put in the money and probably forgot about it. I decided to calm down and check other places before jumping into hasty conclusions.
This can't be oh Lord! I muttered under my breath as reality was gradually setting in.
My heart missed several beats as I searched everywhere in the bag and my belongings in the wardrobe, only to still discover that all of my money is nowhere to be found..
(Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH'S HEART stories)
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