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|DREAMS by hadayshawlar(f): 6:46pm On Oct 14, 2020|
Hi fam. My name is Hadayshawlar, if this is your first time of checking my post, HULLO.
I am putting up another story titled DREAMS.
If you are yet to see my previous story you can check it out
The first chapter will drop soon. WELCOME
|Re: DREAMS by hadayshawlar(f): 10:04am On Oct 15, 2020|
HERE WE GO
Fiyi looked at her mother picking out beans on a tray in their sparsely furnished living room.
The rug was threadbare but clean, the sofas sunken and the color of the living room faded. It was difficult to tell that it was once cream-colored. The family pictures were the only forms of decoration the walls could boast of. Majorly pictures of the children achieving different milestones.
She could see weariness boldly written on her mother’s face as she sorted out their lunch.
“Mummy are you sure you are fine?” She asked again.
Her mother had complained of a headache earlier in the day which is the reason why she couldn’t go to the market to get fruits for sale today. Her mother hardly complained of illness because she knew she was the head of their family and had to be strong for everyone.
“I am better now, I think. I am just bothered about my customers getting to the stall and wondering why I am not there,” she sighed.
“You know these people, once you are not there they shift base. They can’t even call me now that my phone is spoilt. Ehn, I would have volunteered to deliver to them.”
“That should be the least of your worries mom. You are not feeling fine. It’s just for today. Health is wealth.”
“I know, it’s just the money. We are yet to get the money for your registration this semester and it is bothering me.”
“Mom when there is life, there is hope. I told you I will stay at the stall tomorrow while you do your run around.”
Her mother sighed deeply and continued to pick her beans.
Fiyi had her share in a bowl at her side. She worries about her mother a lot.
Her father had died when she gained admission into school and she had nearly lost her admission. The loss had taken a toll on their mother and the kids too. They were a close-knit family. Although they didn’t have much, they were content with the little they had.
Her father had followed her to her exam center, they had filled her forms and picked her course together. He didn’t wait long enough to attend her Matriculation though. She tried not to think about what they have been through since then.
Her younger brothers were thankfully in public schools, which helped reduce the cost of fees. However, they still needed textbooks and uniforms. Some petty stuff too that required money.
She stared into space and wondered if there was a way she could help her mother. She had gone in search of jobs but nobody wanted to employ a second-year undergraduate. She couldn’t even take up the minor sales girl jobs because of her lectures.
It was as if nothing was working. The only thing they had going was her mother's fruit stall. Thankfully they didn’t have to pay rent as her father had struggled to own a house of his own. The man had spent his whole life struggling to make his family comfortable. He had repeatedly told them he didn’t want his kids to live the kind of life he had to live.
She hardly invited her friends home, not because she wasn’t proud of her background but because their home had nothing to offer.
The last working T.V they had, had been sold to pay her fees when she was trying so hard to hold on to her admission.
Help didn’t come from anywhere. It took the effort of one of her mother’s customers for them not to lose the building over their head when her father's family came calling for his properties. There was no pity from them. Even the ones that had dined in their house when her father was alive were not left out of the fight for the property that did not belong to them.
“What was your brother's complain about this morning?”
Her mother interrupted her thoughts.
“I heard both of you arguing in the morning.”
“Don’t mind him. I think one of his teachers requested to see you about a form or a competition they wanted to sign him for.”
“Oh! You should have gone with him then.”
“I didn’t want to leave you alone, you were running a bit of temperature in the morning.”
“Thank you, my dear. I think it’s just stress.”
“You need to take it, easy Mummy,” she admonished.
“I try o, hmm I try. I saw my husband today again and he told me he misses me too and his children.”
Her mother sighed again and rested on the sofa she was sitting.
“You are scaring me, mom,” Fiyi said. She stood up and picked the tray from her mother's lap.
“I will just finish this up, just lie there on the chair.”
“I was just thinking, when I lost my husband, a lot of people promised to come to my aid, to help me raise you and your brother, where are they now?”
“Mummy! We talked about this. It’s you against the world. You are the only one we have left, we don’t want to lose you too.”
“I can not die now, don’t worry. I already promised my husband that I will see you through school. If I die now, what will I tell him over there?”
Fiyi shook her head and took the
beans to the kitchen in preparation for lunch and probably dinner.
Her mother and father had been the closest of friends and she was worried in the first few months how her mother was going to cope with the loss.
They had met in their youth while learning different trades. Her father was a furniture maker while her mom had learned how to make traditional fabrics.
Her mother had left the trade when it was no longer bringing in money as expected. Both of them had repeatedly vowed that they'd make sure their offsprings had enough to go to school and make a name for themselves. It was a pity that her father could not keep his promise.
“I left some grounded pepper in the yellow container her mother said from the living room. Just in case I fall asleep before you finish.”
Fiyi thought worriedly. If only she could get a source of income.
SEE YOU NEXT TIME
Here we are, the very first chapter. What thinketh thou? Lemme know.
|Re: DREAMS by hadayshawlar(f): 1:40pm On Oct 17, 2020|
“Good afternoon ma, what would you like to buy?”
Fiyi hurriedly crossed the drainage, to the car parked in front of her mother’s stall. She recognized the woman as one of her mother’s customers.
“I want bananas and watermelon, ” she replied
Fiyi rushed back to the stall to put some of the fruits on a tray to show the woman since she was not making an attempt to alight from her car.
“A bunch is 500 naira ma, ” she said trying to balance the tray on her knee and show it to the woman at the same time.
“I am your mother’s customer and she doesn’t hike prices for me.”
“I know ma, that is how we sell it, you can ask her anytime you come around”
The woman whispered to the young lady sitting beside her for a few seconds. Fiyi tried to look beyond the car to the hustle and bustle of the street and check if there was any other customer coming her way.
The woman turned back to Fiyi.
“Give me four bunches of banana.
Where is your mother? she knows how to mix up the fruits for me.”
“She is a little under the weather ma, that’s why I am here.”
“Oh! Regards to her then.”
“Thank you ma”
“Tell me the kind of fruits you want, I can help with the selection.”
“I hope you won’t cheat me with the prices?”
“I will never do that ma,” she replied even though a quick glance at the woman shows someone who can do away with little change. The way she was trained will not allow her to cheat the customer even though she could.
She crossed the drainage back to the stall.
Fiyi gently picked up different kinds of fruits and put them into different plastic bags, according to their sizes so that the smaller ones don’t get crushed.
“Here ma,” she said to her. Fiyi noticed that the lady beside the woman was now talking on the phone and seemed to be unaware of what was going on in her environment.
“I hope you can find your way here, in case I want you to get me fruits? The woman said to the young lady.
“I am talking to you, ” she jabbed the lady softly when she didn’t get a response.
“I was on phone mom, ” she complained
“You could have nodded or something”
“Why do I have to come all the way here, can’t they deliver the fruits?”
“That’s true, ” she said and faced Fiyi.
“My dear, do you do deliveries?”
“Yes ma'am, if you want.”
“That’s better then. Get the fruits” she said to the driver. “How much am I paying?”
“5000 naira ma. I put in four bunches of banana as requested, Watermelon, carrots and oranges, and a few garden eggs.”
“You don’t have apples?”
“No ma.” She replied as she handed the plastic bags to the driver.
“The last time I came here, your mother said she needed to talk to me, can you tell her to call me?
I was hoping we'll talk when I come here today.”
“Can I have your card ma?”
“Oh! She has my contact. Just to be safe though, you can have this,” she said handing her a complimentary card and some wads of cash for the goods she bought.
The young lady in the car said something that Fiyi couldn’t hear, and it earned her another jab from her mother.
Fiyi couldn’t hear the mother's reply but was sure the last had said something offensive since she was still rubbing her side from the aftereffects of the jab.
“Thank you, dear, take care of yourself, ” the woman waved as the driver joined them back in the car.
Fiyi watched the car go and promised herself she was going to be in the same position one day. Riding in her own car with her own kids even though she imagined them smaller she smiled.
“Is that your boyfriend?" her immediate younger brother said as he joined her in front of the stall. He appeared out of nowhere or maybe she didn’t see him approach because she was lost in thought. Obviously, he must have seen her attending to the customer.
“As big as your school is, you can not get a boyfriend that has a car? he teased
“Shut up,” Fiyi replied and slapped his head.
Her brother was taller than her but they were close. He could be a torn in the flesh but it is understandable. Brothers are natural tormentors. Thankfully she was older than him or else he would have made her life difficult. He was in the final year in secondary school and hopefully would be able to gain admission next year. That was something she did not want to think about.
“See this girl, I am taller than you o.”
“I am older though.”
“Seriously, even girls in my school have boyfriends with cars but you, I am not even sure you have a boyfriend not to talk of one with a car.”
“Why are you here sir? She ignored his jab.”
“Mom said I should come and join you here,” he shrugged.
“That is the only way I could get her to rest. Moreover, she said she doesn’t want me walking around aimlessly. That woman needs to understand that I am a big boy now.”
“Yes now, big boy empty brain.”
“At least, I have the swag, and girls are all over me. What do you have?”
“Brain, to enable me do the right thing at the right time, to help understand that your exam should be your priority and not girls.
If you get anyone pregnant, you are on your own.”
“You are savage, go and marry and leave our house,” he grumbled
“The house that you built abi so that you can start forming man of the house.”
“I am still the man of the house the last time I checked, Bami is still a kid.”
“I want to buy carrots.” A customer said interrupting their banter.
Fiyi snapped her fingers at him before going to attend to the customer.
SEE YOU NEXT TIME.
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|Re: DREAMS by Ann2012(f): 3:51pm On Oct 17, 2020|
Prudysara, Khriztarl, Emex100 come and see oooo
|Re: DREAMS by PrudySara(f): 9:23pm On Oct 17, 2020|
Thanks dear, Shift for me biko, where's the lacasera and peanut na??
|Re: DREAMS by Ann2012(f): 6:59am On Oct 18, 2020|
On the way
|Re: DREAMS by Emex100(m): 9:36am On Oct 18, 2020|
Ann2012:thanks obim let me get those smooth and cupcakes
|Re: DREAMS by Adeola25(f): 12:49pm On Oct 18, 2020|
|Re: DREAMS by Khriztarl(f): 7:08pm On Oct 18, 2020|
Ann2012:shift small abeg.
|Re: DREAMS by crossfm: 7:23pm On Oct 18, 2020|
Popcorn and soft drink is so boring. Let me get bush meat and palm wine.
|Re: DREAMS by blindedvision: 2:09pm On Oct 19, 2020|
that was one of the best things i have read this week ! very well done
keep on going
|Re: DREAMS by hadayshawlar(f): 10:16am On Oct 20, 2020|
Aww. Its nice to meet you here again. Thank you for the invites
|Re: DREAMS by Missmossy(f): 2:01pm On Oct 20, 2020|
Present. Another banger as usual
|Re: DREAMS by hadayshawlar(f): 5:20pm On Oct 20, 2020|
Thanks for the comments
It was a Sunday evening in Fiyi's household, it was during dinner that her mother had called their attention that they were supposed to have a family meeting.
She was feeling much better and had even gone to the stall with her yesterday.
She took her seat opposite her mother and waited for her brother who went to hang their school uniforms in the room in readiness for school the next day. Her brother sat beside her on the three-seater as they awaited their mother to start the meeting.
“First I’d like to inform you that it is nothing to be scared about, It’s about moving this family forward.”
“Okay,” Fiyi answered skeptically.
“As you all know, we have been trying to put a certain amount of money aside for your sister's school fees.”
Even the youngest son who was in grade 8 nodded. They all knew the situation of things in their family.
“Fiyi, you remember that my customer that gave you her card?” She asked directly
“Yes I do”
“I already spoke to the woman, and she has agreed to have you work at her place for a token.”
“What do you mean by her place?” Fiyi asked confused.
“Let me finish young lady,” her mother reprimanded
“Okay ma, ” she mumbled and adjusted herself on the seat, one hand to her cheek.
“We have a lot of bills to pay and I think this is the best way to get funds, seeing that we need to pay for your school fees and pay for your brother's final exams”.
Fiyi sighed. Still waiting for permission to talk.
“It's not easy for me, but I promised your dad I was going to do this and I won't let him down. We have come too far to stop now,” she finished
“Work for her as what?” Fiyi bursted out.
“She just wants you to help with little errands around the house”.
“House help?” Her brother asked this time
“Keep quiet there.”
“Mom, I can get a better job. I am better than that. Me, somebody's house help?” she said to no one in particular pointing at herself.
“Get a better job at short notice? When we have a deadline for your school fees. You intend to waste many years of study because of pride?”
“Mom I just think I can...”
“You think, but I know.” Her mother emphasized staring directly at her.
“She is willing to pay you well. In addition, it won't affect your studies. She is aware of your status as a student and will allow you to attend lectures and still work for her”.
“Her daughter is a snob mom. The few times I have gone their house to deliver fruits, she looks at me as if I am dirt.”
“You have no business with her darling, your business is with the mother and it is for a period of time.”
“Can I at least think about it?
I don’t get how possible it is for me to work for the mother and not have to deal with the daughter.”
“Anybody that wants to eat honey from the rocks will not mind the axe”
“Mom, " her brother cut in. "I am the man of the house, I can look for something rather than have my sister go to the woman you are talking about.”
“Shut up there, man of the house. The last time you had a D in one of your subjects, nobody could sleep in this house because of your tears.”
Fiyi smiled, it was impossible to forget that day.
“You are smiling, I am trying to help you and you are smiling here,” the brother said pointing at her.
“Mom, I need to think about this, please. I may come up with something better,” she appealed
“If you say so, but once you don't have a better idea by the end of tomorrow, I am going to tell the woman yes”.
“Don't mom me, you think I like the idea of my daughter being a house help? That is the best we can get for now.
All the while you have been going round and they have been offering you peanuts that will not even feed you in school not to talk of paying your school fees.”
Fiyi just shook her head. After so many years studying in school and fuelling her dreams, this is the fate life has dealt her with. This is what life has resorted to doing to her.
Most of her father's family members deserted them immediately they buried their father and they realized they could not have access to his meager properties.
She had mates in school that knew their way. Girls that attended parties and came back with wads of cash. Maybe she should call one of them. It’s just a matter of blending with them. In this age and time, be someone's house help when she can slay her way into comfort?
She had been invited to parties severally, even escapades with the lure of money but she has never succumbed because she didn’t have a reason to maybe this is the reason she needs.
She was not bad to look at. At 5" 10, with caramel coloured skin which she rarely paid attention to , even though she was usually complimented for it. Some of her mates have said to her that she needed to work on her appearance. Wear good clothes and touch up her make up game. They added that this will compliment her looks and showcase her beauty.
The only problem she had was her conscience would not let her be. Where would she tell her mother she found the money? Her mother trusted her to make good decisions.
In addition, she does not want to disappoint her father. This dream was for both of them.
“Ma,” she replied
“Did you hear anything I have been saying?”
“So, deadline is tomorrow evening, if you don’t come up with something better, I am calling her.”
“Fiyi, are you sure?” Her brother asked
“Doesn’t look as if I have an option,” she shrugged stretching out her legs on the space her youngest brother vacated.
“I am thinking of talking to some of my friends maybe they can help”.
“At what age, how many of them have money of their own, are they working?”
“No now, just the normal hustle. Help people with cutting of grasses, do minor chores, learn a trade or something”.
Fiyi smiled sadly. “You can’t do that, I want you to focus on your exam and being the good boy that you are. I will come up with something”.
“I know you are doing these things so that I don’t join bad gang and all. I appreciate it sis.”
“Ehn! so you can call me sis.”
Her brother just smiled knowing that despite the fact that they teased each other everytime, the love is real.
They watched their mother walk to her bedroom and continued to talk about other things.
“Man of the house, when you are done, lock the doors and make sure the security lights are on”.
Fiyi burst out laughing. Their mother would not allow him live that down.
SEE YOU NEXT TIME.
|Re: DREAMS by Ann2012(f): 6:19pm On Oct 20, 2020|
Thanks for the update
|Re: DREAMS by QueenBeeHive(f): 7:57pm On Oct 20, 2020|
|Re: DREAMS by PrudySara(f): 8:39pm On Oct 20, 2020|
Thanks for the update
|Re: DREAMS by favourtioluwa: 9:12pm On Oct 20, 2020|
Thanks for the update
|Re: DREAMS by Adeola25(f): 9:19pm On Oct 20, 2020|
Thanks for the update
|Re: DREAMS by Nobody: 2:30pm On Oct 21, 2020|
Thanks for the update
|Re: DREAMS by PrudySara(f): 3:13pm On Oct 21, 2020|
Thanks for the update!
|Re: DREAMS by hadayshawlar(f): 1:14pm On Oct 23, 2020|
I AM SENDING OUT HUGS TO EVERYONE. MAY THE LORD GUIDE US THROUGH THIS TRYING TIME.
I APPRECIATE ALL YOUR COMMENTS. THANKS FOR THE GINGER.
“The rooms are upstairs, you will get to see them with time. I don’t have the strength to go up the stairs right now.” Mrs. Wright explained to Fiyi.
“No problem ma,” Fiyi said walking behind her, as she showed her around the house. It was spacious and for someone like her, she could stay in the house for months without stepping out.
“The kitchen is here, ” she opened the door to the massive room. Fiyi couldn’t help looking around.
There were two huge freezers, The dark, moody tile walls, sleek backsplash, and stainless steel appliances assert an undeniably glam aesthetic while the wood and brass tones ground the space and gave it that classic warmth.
“The house keeper's room is over there, ” she continued “and also the laundry room. if you have questions, feel free to ask me.
You have met my daughter, right?”
“Yes, ma.” The daughter that said she couldn’t take Fiyi around the house because she was attending to a visitor.
“And my son?
“Whenever you have things to do in school, and may not be able to come in just tell me. As I said, you don’t have to come in every day once you outline your duties, I am giving you free rein on that. I will give you job description and you will give me the days of the week that suits you.
The weekends are compulsory, so you can make it three days from Monday to friday and one day during the weekend.”
“Okay ma. Thank you for giving me this opportunity.”
“It’s okay. May has a lot of friends that come around from time to time, so you may have to pitch in the kitchen.”
“I also have a vacant room if you decide to stay for the night.”
“Hi again,” a voice cuts into their conversation.
“Good afternoon sir.” Fiyi bent at the knees to greet.
“You don’t have to call me sir he responded. I am August. My parents have a thing for months,” he winced playfully .
“Get away young man.” His mother cautioned. I don’t want you anywhere near this girl.
“Mom! You are burning my cable already, just getting to know her.”
Fiyi looked at him but was not really impressed. She knew his type. He had taken his time to size her up when they were first introduced on his way out with his friend. Her plan was to come here, work and earn for the family and not get into any altercation with her boss' children
“Is Olumide gone?” His mother asked.
“Yes, he needs to attend to stuff.”
“She went with him. She said she needed to get something.” August waved his hand.
“Okay then, that’s all Fiyi. You can resume next week.”
“What does Fiyi mean?” August turned to her
“It’s a shortened form of the full name Mofiyifoluwa, meaning I give this one to the Lord”
“Oh! That’s a huge one. Alright, hope to see you around.” He said patting her arm
Fiyi hoped not and nodded her head hurriedly as she moved towards the exit of their home.
She picked up her phone and dialed her friend.
“Hi girl, you said you were going to get back to me yesterday.”
“I am so sorry the voice from the other said. I have been busy.”
“How about what we discussed?”
“I explained to you, it’s easier to do the runs when we are in school. My parents are watching my every move.”
Fiyi couldn’t help smiling. This is someone that use to form miss independent in school.
“Well, what’s the deal now?” Fiyi pressed.
“I have talked to the girl that hooks us up and she is willing to take you on, but that will be when we resume.”
“No problem, thank you do much.”
“What changed your mind?”
“It’s a long story but thanks for giving me the opportunity.”
“Alright then, later.”
Fiyi walked hurriedly towards the bus stop, hoping that she'd be able to get a bus on time. Her mother had told her to get some vegetables and foodstuff for their dinner and she didn’t want to be late.
As she waited to cross to the other side of the road, a black sports car stopped in front of her. She waited for the car to move but the owner kept honking.
At first she was shocked because she did not know anyone in this area, then knowing someone with such a lovely car was far fetched unless the person mistook her for someone else.
The window of the passenger’s side rolled down and she could see May looking at her angrily.
“Good evening ma,” she said hurriedly.
May waved her off and she bent further to greet the driver.
Hi, my name is Olumide and I saw you at the Wright's house just now.
“Oh! Good evening sir,” Fiyi remembered he was the one August was seeing off when she arrived.
“Which way are you going?”
“I am going in the opposite direction,” Fiyi lied.
“Wait a bit here, let me drop May at home, then…”
“She is not going in your direction Olumide, remember you promised to help me work on my cover letter when I get back home.” May cut in. She was trying not to sound like a child.
“I told you, I'd draft something and send to you,” Olumide smiled. I already said goodbye to your mother, its not appropriate for me to invite myself in again.”
“You are not a visitor, she wouldn’t mind.”
“You don’t have to bother sir, I am in a hurry and I still have to make some stops before I go.”
“You see?” May replied
Fiyi said thank you and left hurriedly before he said something else.
She wondered what the deal was with May. She doesn’t seem to like her at all. Fiyi concluded within herself that the few months she wanted to spend in that household, she'd avoid May as much as possible, and even the brother who seemed to have roving eyes. Thankfully Mrs Wright said her husband travels a lot and is rarely at home.
SEE YOU NEXT TIME.
CONTINUE TO SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS.
|Re: DREAMS by tunjilee003(m): 2:29pm On Oct 23, 2020|
Ann2012:I've been following your comments on the literature section and I can admit that you love reading....
|Re: DREAMS by tunjilee003(m): 2:32pm On Oct 23, 2020|
|Re: DREAMS by Ann2012(f): 11:30pm On Oct 23, 2020|
More updates OP.... pls
|Re: DREAMS by Kaycee9242(m): 10:48am On Oct 24, 2020|
Op u are doing a great job. Kudos to u
|Re: DREAMS by Nobody: 1:22pm On Oct 24, 2020|
You are doing great. thanks for the update. please more ...
|Re: DREAMS by hadayshawlar(f): 2:58pm On Oct 25, 2020|
Fiyi sat at the dining table in the Wright's house trying to finish up with a school assignment. She was no longer a stranger in the house, having worked there for about three months now and have learned to shuffle school work with her duties at their house.
She was already late and she knew she may not be able to finish up the assignment before the deadline tomorrow.
She finished her chores for the day but had to stay back because the cook had an emergency and needed her to stand in for him. She was rounding off her assignment when August came to the table to join her for his dinner.
She asked him about his day, then promptly dished his food.
August worked with an investment firm, rather than his father's company because according to him, he wanted to make something of himself rather than keep hiding under his father’s shadow.
From their discussions, she knew he could afford to live on his own, but had opted to stay back with his mother and sister at the family house because their father was rarely at home because of the nature of his job.
Just like her own brother, he was the man of the house.
August was the friendlier of the children. Their mother did not really have any issue with her as long as she executed her assigned duties.
May on the other hand, always found something to complain about especially when she had visitors. It was as if her mission was to make her life miserable.
May schooled in Canada, the same as her brother. She just finished her National Youth Service Corp and was trying to establish something for herself rather than a nine to five with an employer.
“Thank you, baby, ” August said when Fiyi placed his plate of food on the table and set out the cutleries.
“August, stop calling me that,” Fiyi complained for the umpteenth time. “your sister may not like it. “Remember the last time you called me that, even her friend was angry. I am always at the receiving end of their anger.”
“Isn’t it late already?” He checked his wristwatch. “Can’t you do that when you get back to the school?” He glanced at the books
“I'll be too tired.”
“I’ll get you a ride back to school when you are done.”
“No please, you do too much for me already.”
“Am I complaining?”
“I know, it’s just that I don’t want to be too…”
“Come off it, stop forming miss independence for me, I am offering it, you did not ask for it.”
Fiyi eyed him playfully and continued her assignment.
May walked to the dining, looking from one occupant to the other. She wondered why her brother was smiling at the maid. They were obviously having a conversation before she joined them. She always wondered what they had in common.
Boys will be boys, anything to get the cookie, even if the person offering the cookie was the lowest of the low. She eyed Fiyi disdainfully.
“Don’t you have a room where you can do your personal work, rather than sit here and make a fool of yourself?”
“May! What’s that for? She is just writing.”
“The table is for eating and not writing, moreover, we were gracious enough to give her a personal space for this.” She rolled her eyes gesturing at table books on the table.
“I am sorry ma,” Fiyi started putting the books together immediately. She was about to complete it and was waiting for August to finish his meal so that she could clean up.
August huffed and continued his dinner.
“Get me my dinner before you leave.”
“Yes ma,” she put her books down again and made her way to the Kitchen hurriedly.
“What is wrong with you?” August asked Immediately he heard the kitchen door close.
“What do you mean?”
“You were rude to her.”
“By putting her in her place?” she sneered “ Is she supposed to be sitting at the table with her boss?”
“Does it change anything? She is just a young girl trying to make ends meet.”
“Oh! I am sure she will accomplish that when you finally get into her pants.”
“Never mind, ” she waved him off. “ I have said my own, she is a maid and should know her place. If you keep stooping to her level, she is going to drag you into the mud with her.”
“You amaze me sometimes, does relating to her change anything?”
“Yes, ”May replied with emphasis.
“There are better girls out there, I don’t know what you see in her.”
“I don’t know how that is your problem when you are ready, you will tell the world what is eating you up.”
“Nothing, I think you should be careful about the way you relate with her. You know the way these people are, you give them an inch, they ask for a yard. If you want to sow your oats you should go far.”
August dropped his cutleries and pushed back his chair in anger.
“I don’t understand all these parables, if you have something to say to me, say it with your chest.” He hissed and walked away.
Fiyi came back to the table with May's food on a nicely decorated tray. Fiyi was so particular about dishing her food because most times she dished her food, There was always something to complain about.
She carefully placed the food on the table and made to pack August's plate even though he seemed to have more food on the plate that what he must have consumed.
“Just pack your books and leave it’s already late,” August called from the living room.
“Just pack your stuff and come here, " He insisted.
“I need to wait for Miss May to finish.”
“She needs to leave May, it’s already late.”
"Whatever, " May said and continued with her meal.
"Thank you ma, goodnight," she said and picked up her books.
SEE YOU NEXT TIME
|Re: DREAMS by Ann2012(f): 5:22pm On Oct 25, 2020|
May is a pain in the ass.....
Thanks for the update
|Re: DREAMS by PrudySara(f): 10:37pm On Oct 25, 2020|
Why is May been this cold towards Fiyi??
Thanks for the update!
|Re: DREAMS by Kaycee9242(m): 12:14pm On Oct 26, 2020|
Women are d greatest enemies to themselves. Op nice update from u.
|Re: DREAMS by hadayshawlar(f): 3:35pm On Oct 27, 2020|
“I told you to call me if anything happens,” Fiyi yelled at her brother at the entrance of the hospital where he was pacing, obviously waiting for her.
“I thought we'll be able to take care of it, She told me not to bother you.”
“Oh my God! if anything happens to her, I won’t forgive you, ” she screamed at him.
“Where is the Doctor and what did they say?”
“Nothing will happen to her, ” he muttered, trying to remain strong.
“The doctor said you should see him in the office.”
Fiyi hated the smell of the hospital. The whiff of drugs and disinfectants that hit her as she stepped into the reception heightened her anxiety. She usually associates the smell with death and neglect especially since they lost their father in the same hospital.
Walking down the hallway, she was met with gloomy faced visitors and ones with hope in their eyes for their loved ones.
The doctor's office was down the hallway. She knocked gently on the already opened door to alert the doctor to her presence. He was attending to a patient.
The usual crowd at the State hospital had dwindled, probably because it was almost 5 pm.
Just a minute, the doctor signaled.
She paced at the entrance of the office, praying for the best. She looked at her brother who also looked worried. She shouldn’t have shouted at him she thought. She knew how persuasive their mother could be.
“You can come in,” He interrupted her thoughts. She was far gone that she didn’t notice the other patient leaving
“Thank you, sir.” The doctor was middle-aged and looked tired from the hours of endless consultations he had to make all day.
“How may I help you”?
“ You attended to our mother earlier,” Bammy interrupted behind her sister.
“Oh! I remember. Your mother came in for a series of test some time ago, a chronic form of peptic ulcer was the result of the diagnosis according to her file.”
“Ulcer, how? She never said anything.” Fiyi looked to her brother for confirmation.
“Well, Peptic ulcers occur when acid in the digestive tract eats away at the inner surface of the stomach or small intestine. The acid can create a painful open sore that may bleed.
The digestive tract is coated with a mucous layer that normally protects against acid but if the amount of acid is increased or the amount of mucus is decreased, one could develop an ulcer.”
“What could have caused it?”
“Common causes include a bacterium which commonly lives in the mucous layer that covers and protects tissues that line the stomach and small intestine. Often, the bacterium causes no problems, but it can cause inflammation of the stomach's inner layer, producing an ulcer.”
Fiyi was trying hard to follow the explanation.
“Another cause is the regular use of certain pain relievers. Taking aspirin, as well as certain over-the-counter and prescription pain medications called nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drugs (NSAIDs) can irritate or inflame the lining of the stomach and small intestine. Peptic ulcers are more common in older adults who take these pain medications frequently.”
“Please I need you to explain to me in layman language.”
The Doctor smiled. “Simply put, in your mother’s case, the ulcer was left untreated for a long time which has led to bleeding and loss of blood which is the reason why she fainted.”
“What happens now?”
“She has been stabilized for now but we need a blood donor and money to commence treatment.”
Everything the Doctor talked about sounded gibberish until he mentioned money.
“How much are we talking about right now?”
“Well for the blood, we need to find out her blood type and the samples have been taken off her. Then need to get a donor as soon as possible. I have written out the necessary treatment so you’ll have to meet with them at the pharmacy to give you an estimated cost.”
“Thank you, sir.”
As she left the Doctor’s office she already started calculating in her head where to get the money from. The last salary she got had been used to offset her brother’s exam fee.
She met her brother halfway as he was pacing up and down the corridor.
“What did the doctor say?”
“You were there now.”
“I left when I didn’t understand all the medical stuff.”
“That’s a long story, ”she pulled him into one of the seats in the hallway. “How much do you have on you?”
“Mommy just got back from the market where she went to get fruits when she collapsed. I searched all her purse and the little I found there is what we used to pay for the tests.”
Fiyi leaned into the chair and her mind wandered far away.
“What do we do?”
“Calm down, let me think.”
Her brother stood up to pace again and watched his sister close her eyes in thought. He was gradually getting over the shock of what happened.
In the first few minutes she collapsed, he thought they lost her. He had quickly called on a neighbor, left his younger brother with someone, and rush her down to the hospital.
“You know what, go to the pharmacy, get a cost of her drug and treatment, and call me. I am coming.”
“Sis, where are you going?”
“Don’t concern yourself with that right now, we need to get as much cash as possible and also a donor. I should be able to donate or maybe you.
I need to get some cash so that we can run tests too.”
"Okay." Her brother said and walked towards the pharmacy.
Immediately he left, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number.
“I am ready, ” she said shortly.
“Why were you dulling yourself before?” The voice from the other end sneered
“Let’s do away with the stories, please. Send me the address, I will go to the hostel and see if I can find something suitable to wear.”
“You don’t have to come to the hostel. I will just get something nice and sexy for you. We leave by 7 pm”
“Please get me something I will be comfortable in.”
“Girrrl, comfort doesn’t sell the kind of wares you have. Sexy is what we are gunning for. I will send you an address now,” She countered.
Fiyi put an end to the call and put the phone in her pocket. She did not want to think of what lay ahead of her. All she wanted right now was to get the money and have her mother back home.
She wished she had better options.
Despite the fact that she was bent on following some of her friends’ advice when her mother got her a job as house help, she changed her mind when August welcomed her with open arms, and even some of his friends used to ask of her.
She prepared her mind for the night ahead. It was easy to make the decision since her mother was not available to reprimand her even though the voice of caution kept ringing in her head.
SEE YOU NEXT TIME
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