NUAIMAT
I took a cab that will take me to a motor pack and there i will board a bus that will take me to Kaduna, i knew no one in Kaduna but that was the first town that came to my mind, one could ask, why didn't i contact any family member, family friends or even my parents they could talk to father, well here is my answer, i and my brother don't have much of a relationship with my paternal family members, my dad and stepmum are from the same fulani family, besided Father sent me out because if his dignity, his image, so contacting any of the people that know him will be i tarnishing his image, and belive that is the last thing in my list,
Soon i was seated in a bus filled up with people going to Kaduna, it was lousy and hot but none of that matters to me, all there is in my mind is where and how will i live a life, how on earth am i pregnant, what will i do with the child in me, why has faith chose this for me, where have i gone wrong, see self pity isn't my thing but today i pity myself.
We were midway in our journey, the bus was speeding, when suddenly i heard shouts and a screeching sound followed, we stopped roughly, "thank God, whosoever is driving that car is drunk" shouted a man, "i was scared and already in panic, and before i knew it, i started struggling to breath, and the next thing i know my eyes lids were closing as a sharp pain came up in my stomach. I DIED.
Slowly i floated out of my body and saw my limp figure admist the panicking passengers, two men have already brought me down for close examination, "do we have any doctor here" shouted one of the men as other passengers begun to come out, "i am a doctor" called a voice and i turned to see it was the guy driving the car that made us jolted, thou i don't know how it happened, what matters now is am dead, now how on earth will i be recognized and be taken home for burial, but will my father accept my dead body,
wait a minute if i am really dead then death isn't painful as i thought, but where are the angels, where are my death relatives, i turned round to see if i will see my mum floating to me
just when the said doctor walked through me, "thats rude" i yelled but nobody seem to have heard me, i looked at my hands and saw that i am indeed transparent 'i am indeed dead, but why am i alone' i murmured, and then my attention went back to the doctor by dead body and there i examined myself, oh my God i saw a pink pimple on my right cheek, 'AHHHHHHHHHH' i hate pimples, but who cares now am dead, "she is alive, she is just in state of shock" said the doctor, i laughed, "where did you get your qualifications, am sure dead, and here is my soul" i said to him but i knew he didn't hear me, "you caused it, so take responsibility for your actions" yelled another woman, that woman is lousy, i murmured rolling my eyes, after another close examination the doctor said "i will take her to me to Abuja", now am panicking, "we are not even sure you are a doctor" said one man, ofcause i know they wont just send my body off with a stranger, "look i have a patient to operate on in six hours, and you know the airport in Abuja just got closed for renovation" he said, and added "here is my I.D card" he pulled out his I.D card, and some around checked the I.D card, "DR. Uzair B Kamal, is that you" asked a man checking his phone, and the doctor nodded, "he is right, he is a Gynecologist, did his degree in Germany and his masters in the US, has special honours from the queen of England herself" said the same man showing his phone to some people on the Google page, some people there decided to surf the internet to, "he has three hospitals in Nigeria", said another man reading from his phone, "he looks young to have all this" i said, "then we trust you" said the driver, "no i don't so am not going with him" i said adamantly, to whom to no one because i just saw my body carried to his car and my boxes and bag followed suit, his car was a black Acura MDX,
I sat near my body through out the long journey and i must admit he drives fast and i like it and as he drives, i noticed he didn't care to answer any of his phones ringing, but whats a ghost say in this 'nothing', so i relaxed back and tried to get some sleep, but am i to kid, GHOST DON'T SLEEP, then am going to be bored, i then decided to take in the features of my naive doctor,
He is tall, with broad chest and shoulders, chocolate fair in complexion, well he looks like a hausa man but am not certain but he is handsome, i took a look at his wrist watch, hmm jaguar, took in his scent but ding dong GHOST DONT INHALE NOR EXHALE, so i checked out his dressing, well it was a white kaftan with golden embroidery, then his shoes, hmmm Gucci, i think he is classy and rich.
He arrived in his magnificent hospital, he parked and before he even come out, bunch of nurses rushed up to him, "good evening sire" they chorused all with there nurses serious looks, "evening Rita, Salma, Nora, Emma, Lana, Zuhura, Kamila and Sarah" he said as he came out, "wohoho, who is that" asked Zuhura as she opened the back door to reveal me, "long story" he said, "whats the long story, tell them you did the whatsoever, our car jolted, i panicked, i died, you didn't want to admit it, you have to bring me here" i said but no one heard me, "is she owkey" asked Salmah, "yes just a panic attack, Salmah, Emma and Lana get her to the VIP room opposite my office, Zuhura meet with Doctor Bako to check on her, Rita, Nora and Kamila get me ready for the operation, we start in thirty minutes" he ordered, "yes sire" they chorused and set to do his biddings, well that includes placing me on a strecher and taking me in, up the wide lifter i think was designed for taking patients up and down the building, i was with them, "did you see his new shoes" asked Salma, "he appears hot and hotter everyday" said Lana, eyehw, that is disgusting crushing on your boss, i rolled my eyes and folded my hands, "that man will soon be the death of me" said Emma and they all chuckled, seriously if they have known who i really am, they would have respected my dead body and KEEP SHUT, but they went on talking about how cute and hot they think he is, till we reached the room they were to keep the dead body of me, "do you think she is his girlfriend" asked Emma as they place me on the comfy looking bed, the room itself looks cosy and comfy, but am dead so i don't get to enjoy any of this,
"Noo, i don't think so, even thou she is beautiful" said Salmah as she adjusts my head on the pillow
"Yeah, she is beautiful, she looks like a halve cast" said Emma, "i agree but why do you think he brought her here" asked Lana as she adjusts the air-conditioning split with its sensor remote,
"I have no Idea" said Emma as she places the blanket on my dead body,
Soon then the Zuhura of a lady came in with the doctor i suppose to be Doctor bako, "Good evening doctor" they chorused, "evening, is she the patient" he asked walking closer to my dead body, as Zuhura followed him pushing a whatsoever heavyly laddend with medical stuffs, "did he see anyone aside from me on bed NO" whats up with the question,
he examined me with lots of things and then said "she is in temporary Coma" he said, noooo, am dead, the Ghost is me is right here, ya Allah where has my body landed, "so she will be waking up real soon" asked Zuhura, and he nodded, as he place his two fingers on my neck maybe to check my pulse, he withdrew his hand with a puzzle expression, "get me the scanning machine now" he said to Zuhura, she inturn without hestitaion she rushed out, "is there a problem doctor" asked Lana with the tone i know very well to be seductive, "we might have a problem" he said without sparing any look to any of them, thank God, atleast someone here is qualified to know that am dead, i just hope i won't start to smell, cause it will be embarrassing, but why does he need a scanner?
Zuhura came in pushing the machine and then the doctor set everything and pulled my gown to reveal my knee lenght lilac skin tight, my flat tummy, my belly button, well i felt embarrassed to be seen like that even while death, he placed something on my abdomen and am sure he and the nusres could see whatever it is in my stomach and then it clicked on me, i died pregnant, with that thought i felt sad again and meant to sit down on the desk in the room but i fell down without feeling a thing, i hissed and floated up, "she is pregnant, 29 days pregnant to be exact" he said and the nurses gave a chorus "WHAT", "she is too young, to me" said Zuhura, "maybe she married early or married of early" said Lana, "oh maybe she ran away with her boyfriend and he ended up dumping her" said Emma, how dare this glutton, "Emma think postive" warned Salma, "am serious for all i care, she looks like a rebel and an a sloper" said Emma, i was so shock to hear that, "no Emma, she looks innocent and peaceful, so stop being judgemental" said Salma, and the rest nodded in support of Salma, "we need Dr. Chandni here, she needs to check her out the more" he said, Zuhura walked to a speaker on the wall and pressed a button "Dr.Chandni, please report to VIP section, room 211 over", i was sure her news will be heard all over the hospital, how do i know, i have no idea,
Some seconds later the door was opened and an elderly looking female doctor came in, on coming in the nurses kept shut and composed themselves, "i was in the middle of my dinner, this had better be good Dr. Bako" she said with authority, wow wow this is what i call MRs no nonsense, "your nephew brought in this girl, she is in a temporary Coma but she is a pregnant, 27 days" he said full of respect, "oh" she exclaimed without even looking at me, she turned to the nurses "what are you still doing here" she asked coldly, "umm we....."go get yourself busy, Zuhura stay behind" she ordered and with that they all rushed out, i swear i like this woman, i would have loved to follow them out to hear them gossip, but i resisted the urge and then it hit me, am i really comatosed, the doctor turned to the body and then examined me, "she should be 15 to 16" she said touching my forehead, this woman knows her thing, "are you sure she is pregnant" she asked as she placed her palm on my opened stomach, near my abdomen, "save it, she is" she added as Dr. Bako made to talk, "Zuhura, she is in comma and pregnant, does the baby have a chance to survive" she asked coldy,
"Yes" answered Zuhura with confidence,
"Explain" she ordered,
"Well they may be sharing some some certain organs together, but all the same we can check to make sure the baby is owkey and can get the patient to take something down to the baby for the healthy growth and well being of the baby" said Zuhura, i swore the dr. Smiled but she turned to Zuhura and said "uhum, i can go with that", she turned to Dr Bako and said "i will be incharge of this girls case, so i relive you off this duty, you can leave", "yes Ma'am" he said and walked out. Oh Allah SAVE ME.