He turned his face to the doctor, following him with his big eyes that had turned from their original white to a red color until a liquid had settled in them completely, the nerve in his head stood up, the doctor himself could not make eye contact with him because of the way his eyes had changed and he was staring at him, you could tell he was in quite a bit of tension.
Slowly, the doctor took a glass of water from the fridge in the office, opened the lid and handed it to him, he didn't hesitate to answer and stood on top of the glass that he hadn't put down until he had drunk the water! The sweat that had managed to scald him was all over his body as if there was no AC in the office.
But before his eyes could change color, something big came and covered his eyes. His heart was broken at that moment. He knew that he would cry for mercy if he could, but the hardness in his heart, like that of brave men who trust and accept fate, allowed him to endure this situation that had befallen him.
“Doctor, do you mean that this time I lost my baby for the fourth time?”
ALIYU said in a cold voice as if he had not woken up.
The doctor looked at him.
“Be patient, sir, this is how God's situation is, think that this is how he has arranged it for you this time too”
He gently stroked the pile of hair on his head, which was wrapped like a traditional fulan, black as if it had been rubbed with a razor, he did not say anything for ten minutes.
Before he said.
“Let's go to the doctor and get my blood drawn and put in her, I hope she is in good health?”
The doctor stood up and said.
“She is still sleeping, she has not woken up yet”
ALIYU did not say anything, he greeted the doctor to the blood collection room, where three needles were drawn from his body and the doctor told him to lie down on a small bed in the room so that he could rest.
He slowly stood up and walked around the room without stopping to look at the doctor, in the hospital's lobby. The people were the most popular, ALIYU's blood relatives were the ones who woke up.
Musa Yaron quickly got up and grabbed him, saying.
“Hello, you should have called me so I could come and help you”
ALIYU's eyes, which were starting to close, looked up at Musa and said softly to him.
“Musa, please take me home”
Musa's body was shaking and he raised his voice and called for ALIYU's driver who quickly got up and got into a black jeep that had stopped at a very expensive price. It was a black man who ended up in front of them. Musa helped ALIYU get into the car and he rested his head on the seat of the car and closed his eyes. The driver pulled over and ALIYU's brothers were holding him by the hand, their bodies calm.
The car did not stop anywhere except at the gate of the house of the Chairman of the company selling trucks and buses in Kano, Lagos and Abuja called *MADAKI MOTOR'S* and he is the current government's advisor on the *YOUTH* sector. Wherever you look, there is a poster with ALIYU's picture from the beginning of the road in the area of the Na'isa gate, up to the building of the house which is written *YOUTH LIGHT SUPPORTING WOMEN AND CHILDREN*
The guards of the house ran to the big gate where the car with ALIYU in it entered the big parking lot of the house where the number of cars is so high that you can't help but feel embarrassed. The guards and other house staff had already surrounded everyone's car. He saw the situation ALIYU was in and consoled him on what had happened to him. It was Musa who helped him to his part, even the house staff did not have the opportunity to talk to ALIYU.
He slowly headed towards the parlor, tired of the gathering. The smell and coldness were rising from the party attendants who were coming and going, not responding to their greetings. He got on his feet, which were cold, and climbed straight to his bedroom, where he lay on his big bed, closed his eyes, and let out a sigh.
The attendants all felt cold when they saw their master, although he did not talk much, but today was the coldest day of his life.
In the big parlor, she was patrolling with her hands behind her back, she sat down and could not stand, she was struggling to call ALIYU's number, he did not answer, an old woman quickly entered the parlor and looked at her. The woman patrolling the parlor was a very tall woman, she was very old in years, but you could see from her face and body that her age did not really show because of the way she was relaxed and happy. At one look at her, you would know that she was ALIYU's mother because of the way they looked so much like she was spitting on her, that's how they were with ALIYU, she doesn't have much of a body, she started looking at her, you see she is originally from Fulani.
