Must Read: A man

7 years ago

Must Read: A man

Pemisire walked into the Manager’s office and
bowed as she saw the woman in her early
fifties that was on seat. She was seated on a
burgundy leather desk chair that reclines to an
almost obscene angle. There was a deep blue
curtain and a cherry wood desk with a long
brass-pull cord, a large office with a nice
scent. “Good day ma.” She greeted.

“Yes… Destiny, how are you?” She asked her
as she dropped her ball pen.

“I’m good ma.” She bowed again and smiled.

“Welcome to Hexagon Club and Bar, this is the
citadel of enjoyment.” She smiled.

“Yes ma, I came as scheduled.” She said.

The Manager swiveled her chair and smiled.

“Now, no time for laziness. I see that you’re a responsible lady, for you to have come here as early as possible. Now, Destiny, here you have to be totally truthful. I hate people who lie, i have a strong aversion for it. The schedule
will be released soon but today, you are on
morning duty which will end by 7pm.” She
explained.

“Thank you ma.” She bowed again.

“So, the work starts now.” She stood up and
led the way.

*******

RICHARD got conscious after an hour of
unconsciousness on the hospital bed. His
eyes darted around the ward and rose up
instantly, “where are they?” He asked himself and exhaled deeply.

He rushed outside and met them seated in the
waiting room. “Guys!” He called them as he
approached them.

“How far?” Uche rose to his feet instantly.
“How’s she?” He quickly asked.

“Still the same, what Stephanie called you for
was to tell you about her parents. According
to the Doctor, she’s been driven away by her
parents because they don’t want her to be the
donor.”

Richard opened his mouth in surprise. “Did
she tell them?” He asked.

“Who knows? Doctor Kate said she will do
everything within her reach to get a donor
soon.”

“I can donate for God’s sake!” He shouted.

“Yes you can, but it’s dangerous to you guys’
healths.” Jay said.

Richard sighed. “What do we do? I want to
see her.” He said.

“Let’s go to her ward.” Uche said and walked on.

——–
For everything have a season, and a time for
every matter under heaven: a time to be born,
and a time die; a time to plant, a time to
harvest; a time to kill and a time to heal; a
time to break down and a time to heal up; a
time to laugh and a time to cry, a time to
mourn and a time to dance
“Bestie, how are you?” Richard bustled in.

Christiana turned her head toward him and
wiped the tears in her eyes. “Better.” She told him.

“Better? You can’t be better and keep on
crying, tell me what has gone wrong.” He sat
beside her and wiped her tears as he started
his.

“Just wondering, thinking, brewing and
cogitating about the life after death.”

Richard shook his head. “Impossible! You
won’t die now, this is just a trial.” He told her.

Christiana smiled faintly. “Where is the donor?
When did you start drinking?” She asked.

“Em… Bestie, don’t let’s talk about that now,
the solution is what we should be after, for
now.”

“Alright, how have you been?” She asked him.

“I should be asking you, how is the pain? Has
it reduced?” He asked.

“Bro, just keep… keep praying for me.” She
started breathing heavily.

“Praying to who? Is there anyone to call on?
See dear, don’t be deceived, that man called
God doesn’t exist.”

“Bro, he does.” She tried to convince him.

“Spare me! He doesn’t! He doesn’t! If he does,
you won’t down in pains, you won’t be in a
terrible condition, those people called parents
won’t be there enjoying, turning their backs at
us, he doesn’t”
__________________________
“He does!” Pemisire smiled as served a bottle of wine to Richard.

“What?” Richard asked her, raising his head.

“Nothing, just soliloquizing.” She continued
smiling.

Richard had left the hospital after he had
cried his eyes out to drink again, it would
wash his worries down, as usual. “You are new here, how did you know my usual?” He asked her.

“I only felt you’d like this, how are you?”
She asked smiling.

Richard smiled faintly. “What is this greeting
of yours about?” He asked.

“I’m new here and like making friends with
customers.” She smiled.

Richard hissed. “Will you please leave me
alone?”
… Story Continues…