Chapter 5

I have heard several stories of randy doctors. I know he is a very cute guy, but then he needs to face his job and? face it completely, especially for the fact that my precious dad is involved and admitted to this place.

"Excuse me doctor, how is my dad doing?" I asked, bringing him back to his memories.

"Um, your dad is fine, but I am sorry he is still unconscious"He stammered .

"When will he be fine and when can he leave the hospital already?"

" You see Maam, your dad sustained serious injuries, he is going to be spending some number of months here for him to recover, when we watch his recovery process, we will then know how to discharge him,so that he can be recovering at home gradually." He answered, switching back to his professional way doctors use to speak, explaining to me professionally about my dads condition mostly in medical terms. Sometimes he mentions some medical terms? that I am not familiar with, when he notices the look of surprise on my face showing? I didnt understand What those terms meant, he will go back to explain it in a lay mans language.

The man from the rescue group who came with me to the hospital, left? the doctors office, he told me that he was going back to their office, he dropped his cellphone number with me and said I could call him if I needed anything else.

I was left alone with the doctor, I asked him again if hes sure my dad will wake up, he confirmed it to me and gave me hopes of his waking up anytime soon. I looked around the office, even though it was a small office, it had all the necessary equipment needed for a good doctors office. My eyes went to see if there was anything that showed this cute doctor seated here was married or not, probably his wifes portrait or his childs portrait, just anything, but unfortunately I found none.

The doctor asked me about school, I told him, I told him I was done with my first degree , and second degree , I will be going abroad anytime soon to face my PHD program.

"Hey maam, so tell me, how about your schooling." He asked me.

"Doctor my name is Erica can you please stop calling me maam". I corrected him, because I was already feeling awkward with his consistent calling of Maam.

"Oh, I am so sorry about Erica, so tell me."? He corrected himself at once with a smile on his face.

I briefly told him a little about my school ,I just made sure I did notice t tell him some personal things.I did not want to feel he is getting to me though he had a good sense of humor but this is not the reason why I am here in the first place.

I took out my phone from my hand bag and dialed my uncles phone number, it rang two times but the signal showed he was on another call. I waited for some minutes and called him back? this time , his voice came to the phone from the other end of the phone.

" Hello uncle, I am right here at the hospital" I told him.

" Oh good, so how is your dad?" He asked.

"Well dad is in a coma, I have not been able to speak with him." Tears culled up in my eyes again.

I just dropped the call and sent a text to my uncle, I texted him the address to the hospital.

?The doctors presence had made me relieved a bit from the pains and misery I was going through. Now after speaking with my uncle, the feeling of one about losing her parents and every beautiful thing she had creeped back into my head and burst out in tears.?

Before the tears could drop. From my bended head the doctor silently handed a clean white handkerchief to me . "Oh, how gentlemanly of him" I thought to myself.

"Thank you." I uttered almost inaudibly, taking the handkerchief from him, it was so clean and smelled of a good masculine Perfume. Few minutes later a nurse came in to call the doctor to come attend to my dad, it seems he already woke up..

Hearing that my dad moved his body was good news to me and a big relief. The doctor and I dashed out of the office immediately to the room where my dad was being attended to. My dad had moved a part of his body and was about to open his eyes when we went to the room. He looked at me with pains deep in his heart, it was one of the biggest emotional moments of my life . Even though he didnt speak, I could feel he was going through so much.

The doctor checked on him, he checked his blood pressure and asked the nurse to take the record of his temperature. For a few moments Iay to his bedside, he made attempts to say something ,so the doctor instructed the nurses to take off some of the equipment so we would see if he could speak. My dad asked my uncle and I informed him he was on his way to the hospital.

BACK TO PRESENT

?I had been deep in thoughts and lost in my own world, I have been having flashbacks of that which have transpired within a short while. I was there with my dad and I was glad he was able to say something. A tap at my back made me turn around to see who it was. My uncle had arrived in the room and I did not even notice.

He tapped me gently on the back and Looked at him.

"Good day uncle." I greeted him.

"How are you doing?" My uncle asked me.

I didnt know if I should answer that I am fine or not because truly I was not fine. How can I be fine with all these things that are happening around me?

My uncle went closer to my dads bed to take a closer look at him.

ANTHONIOS POV

Looking at my brother laying almost lifeless in this sick bed has been what I always wanted. I happened to see him in this condition, I was conscious enough not to laugh so that Erica would not suspect anything.

I went closer to Tylers bed, he didnt seem to notice me, I guess he was still asleep or perhaps dead. The thought of him dying sent shivers in toy body but then the desires to take over everything how has, his business, his cars, his numerous number of cars , everything was more powerful to conquer the shivers, more powerful to conquer fears and even more powerful to conquer the thoughts of backing off from my decisions.?

ERICAS POV

My dad moved a part of his body, he wanted to speak with us. O wondered what my dad wanted to talk about, ever since I got into the hospital he has been struggling continuously to speak , it seems he has something important he wanted to talk about and he could not wait anymore to say it.

I moved closer to the bed so that he doesnt agree with himself too much trying to turn around. He made signals that I could not really comprehend. After some time, I understood he wanted the host of the? oxygen to be removed so he could speak.

I quickly rushed outside to call one of the nurses, she came in immediately and removed it from his mouth.

My dad looked at me.

"Hey daughter, how are you doing? You have to be strong , okay." He said faintly.

"Okay dad" I answered him not knowing exactly what to say.

" And how is your mum?" He asked me,looking around the room.

"You see dad mum is…

"Tyler, your wife is dead." My uncle cut in..

I became angry with my uncle immediately. How could he tell my dad that my mum was dead at? this time and that my dads condition is not stable yet? This could have increased his blood pressure and including other complications.

" You dont have to tell him that uncle." I protested.

" And why is that, he needs to know that his wife is dead already and its the best? thing to do, he defends himself.

My dad cried bitterly hearing the news of my dads burial. He loved my mum so much and does not take her for granted . I know he would be hurt on? hearing about her demise, but now I dont have any choice since my uncle has already broken the bad news to him .

Left for me alone, I would not have told Dad already that mum is dead, I would have waited for him to speak well and get better before telling him what had happened to my mum.

My dad tried to get and sit, I stopped him, I told him to lie down so that we could hear what he was about to say..

He told my uncle to make sure I complete my schooling abroad, that the company should be handed over to me once I am done with my studies abroad and bring home a husband to be.

"What!" I exclaimed, I could not believe my Dad was actually giving some conditions for the company to be handed over to me. I didnt have a problem with other conditions, but how on Earth does he want me to get a man that will marry me before my own fathers company could be handed over to me. This is really unfair, I thought to myself.

What if I was not able to bring a man, or what if I did not have any boyfriend or fiance, what then do I do.

My dad went further to tell us where some of his properties were, where some were situated. He equally told me where to get some documents in the house ,the passport to his safe and other vital information..

The more my dad gave me this vital information, it scared me, as though I am about a loose dad. He spoke at length and when I noticed he was getting more tired I told him to go back and catch some sleep.