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Contract Marriage

  Chapter 5

I walked down to the the directions given to me by the receptionist dragging my feet lazily on the floor making it produce some annoying sounds coupled with the facts that the scandal is a torned one which makes the metal pallet use to hold the shoe sole completely out making it scratch on the floor, my stomach made yet another rumbling sounds but that's the least of my problems now. I do go three days empty stomach and I'm not dead up till now.

  I got to the office I was directed to, knocked gently on it before turning the doorknob in, I scratched my nose together when the awful smell of aspirin and blood hit my nostril my breathings seized for some seconds that I had to hold the person next to me for support as my vision became blurry  

   "Are you alright Miss?" I could hear the person whom I hold as a support asking me while guiding me to the nearest available seat in the room.

   My vision became clear gradually as my breathing went back to the normal rate. I looked around the office trying to register every face and thing I see in my brain. That's just me; I'm an adventurous person and I like taking observations of my surroundings and the people around me.

  The person seated across me cleared his throat which made me divert my full attention to him to hear whatever he has to say to me before he finally speaks up.

  "Are you okay now?" he asked with a voice full of concerns. 

  "Yes, I'm… it's just that I'm allergic to the smell of aspirin and blood," I explained calmly while trying to act cool.

   "So, how may I be of help to you Miss…?" He said gesticulating that he needs help on my name. 

"Miss. Johnson," I said with a smile finding its way to my lips, I don't know why but I feel comfortable around the man even when I don't know him.

  "Uhmmmn, I was directed here by the receptionist to give you this," I said, handing over the folder I clutched tightly to my chest.

  He looked at the folder closely while adjusting his glass.

  "Is it just my observation or why does almost everyone in here use glass?" I thought inwardly.

   "Uhmmmn, are you aware of the illness that has befallen your younger brother Miss?" he asked with a stern face, his face hard as a rock.

  I nodded my head in disapproval while urging him to go on with his explanations. 

  "Your brother is going through an ailment which we refer to as brain tumor this usually happens or occurs to someone who faced tragic situations constantly and if been treated well the person might cure from it but it's seems you've not be observing the little boy because according to the reports in my hand it's shows that it's already in the last stage which means he needs to undergo surgery within 48 hours or we say bye bye to the boy," he concluded his explanation.

  I looked on like a dummy for like a second, my brain was unable to process what the doctor in front of me just said. My brain wasn't just getting it right like surgery, Samuel, 48 hours or his death. I blinked my eyelid repeatedly as hot tears flowed down my cheeks, it felt as if my whole world got broken and shattered. I felt totally useless at the moment because only two thoughts were going in my head.

   Where do I find the money for surgery when it's already hard for us to feed three square meals a day and if I don't find the money all hopes are gone. I was lost completely in my whole world and didn't hear a nurse that ran into the office panting heavily.

  "Sir the boy in the IUC room just gave up the ghost," she said, breathing very hard.

  The doctor glanced towards me before settling his gaze back on the nurse who came to report.

   I swallowed a big lump down my throat before speaking out my voice barely audible.

   "W...h….I...c..h.. b..o..y?" I managed to ask through a cracked voice. 

   "The one who was rushed in about an hour ago," she replied feeling confused on why I'm asking. 

  I broke down into loud tears wailing. I saw the image of my brother just like an illusion waving to me.

  "Samuel, Noooooo!!!" I screamed holding out my hands to draw him. 

  "Miss, Miss, Miss, Miss," the doctor called repeatedly, shaking vigorously. 

   "Uh?" was the only thing I could mutter was I daydreaming before? I asked myself. 

  "It has to be, I can't just lose my brother that way it's not possible," I thought inwardly. I would rather die than losing him to the land of graves. 

   "Why did you scream so loud? I never said your brother is dead, you still have 48 hours to gather up his surgery money," the doctor said, rather pissed off by my reactions.

  "I'm sorry, I will love to take my leave now," I stood up from the chair tiredly walking my way out of the office while tears rolled down my eyes continuously. I strolled over to the IUC room opened the door quietly while walking in 

  "I'm so sorry kid, I haven't been a good sister to you but I promise to do all I can to make you stand on your feets again even if it will cost me my last breath," I said to his lifeless body which different pipes were attached to.

  I cleaned my face with that back of my hand more determined than ever. I walked out of the IUC room with one last glance. I walked my way out of the hospital with a deadly and determined look on my face.

  I crossed over the road heading towards the main market. I could probably see any job vacancy poster outside. I combed both the nook and cranny of the main market but couldn't find a job that can pay me for like a month immediately so I could go and pay up Samuel's bills but found none. 

  It's almost getting late and I haven't even saved up a dime for the surgery. I looked up to the sky praying for any miracle to happen but it seems none is coming. I dust my already haggard looking flower gown even a maid gown is far better than mine.