She found him at the car park. She had been
heading to her car in anger when she saw him
chatting with Jire Israel, a paediatric surgeon who was engaged to Fiyin’s youngest sister,
Boluwatife who was a lawyer and activist.
Fiyin: “Hey dear,” Fiyin called out to her, “heading home?”
She pasted a smile on her face and approached them, “Hi, Dr J!” She greeted Jire, another doctor she didn’t like as she made her way to Fiyin.
Jire: “Hey, Tiwa, how are you? Hope there’s no
problem?” Jire asked, noticing her eyes.
Tiwa: “It’s that stupid Ozioma in Fiyin’s office…”
she exploded, “…she had the guts to insult me
when I went there to check on you just now, that snake was mocking me, she all but said I was a worm….. she even….see ehn….in fact, what i will do with that girl!”
Fiyin: “Calm down Tiwa, please. Ozioma did all
these?” Fiyin asked, quite shocked at Tiwa’s
anger. In all the time they had worked together,
he had never seen her quite so worked up. “What happened?” He asked, concerned that Ozioma really had passed he boundaries.
Tiwa: “See, I don’t want to talk about it again,
okay?” She told Fiyin, happy that he was
concerned for her.
Jire watched the exchange silently and decided to keep quiet. He wasn’t sure sometimes how he felt about Tiwa. When she had first joined the hospital, he had chased her, impressed by her intelligence, boldness and beauty. Later, as he had gotten to know her, he had become more distant when he realized she was also quite cunning and had an unnecessary habit of looking down on people like she was better than them.
She seemed to be in the bad books of almost all the nurses, the administrative staff and the
cleaners. Even Junior Doctors were not on her
level. When he finally decided to correct her, she suddenly started having issues with him and their relationship had cooled.
Which was a blessing in disguise because it gave him an opportunity to be open to meeting Bolu, his fiancée. He just hoped that Fiyin was too smart to fall into Tiwa’s net. And if he fell, that he was smart enough to get himself out.
Jire: “Alright you guys, I’m out.” He told the pair
currently giggling together. “Take care, Tiwa. And guy, we go see Sunday na?”
Fiyin: “Yeah, sure thing.” Fiyin told him and
watched him walk away.
Tiwa: “So, why are you in a hurry to get home?”
Tiwa asked Fiyin.
Fiyin: “Oh? I told you about Mandy’s teacher,
right?”
Tiwa: “Yeah, what happened?” Tiwa asked,
wondering why Fiyin seemed to pay so much
attention to someone beneath him.
Fiyin: “Well, I want to catch her before she leaves the
house” He said, apparently excited.
Tiwa: “Erm, is that why you’ve been rushing home the past few weeks?”
Fiyin: “Yes oh, if I’m not there, only God knows what will happen to my baby girl when I get back! The teacher, she’s so disorganised, you should see her clothes and her lipstick, Jesus! She’s always…”
Tiwa: “Hmm, I thought I was your baby girl?” Tiwa asked, unwilling to go into his discussion about his teacher abi nanny. He had done the same on Tuesday and spent over an hour talking about the woman or whatever she was. She had tuned him out though, it was a skill she had perfected that made her the doctor with the best bedside manners.
Fiyin: “Erm, no. that’s a position exclusively for Mandy.”
Tiwa: “Oh, okay!” She said cheerily, although she was far from pleased with him. Couldn’t he have said she was his older baby girl? Men though, stupid insensitive creatures!
Fiyin: “Alright, I should be on my way, it’s almost five.”
He noticed she was looking expectantly at him so he pecked her on her cheeks and rushed to his car. He did not want Femi to leave before he got home.
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