MY HEARTBEAT
****EPISODE 7****
Fiyin was having a miserable day. Actually, he was having a miserable week. After the fiasco with Femi at Cold stone on Saturday, he had called her that night but she hadn’t picked her calls. On Sunday, he had sent her a message apologising and she hadn’t replied. On Monday, he had roses delivered to his house for her but she hadn’t come.
He had called her repeatedly after that and she hadn’t picked, he had eventually had to get in touch with Mrs Ingalam who told him Femi had gone for a Teachers’ conference and was due to return on Friday. It made him angry that she hadn’t called him or told him about the conference. Yes, he paid the school for her services and they in turn paid her but he was to all intents and purposes, her employer.
He had been tempted to tell Mrs Ingalam to tell her not to come back but he was scared that at this point, such a threat might prove too real. The way she felt about him now, she just might go and he didn’t want her to go. Yet.
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Now it was Thursday and he hadn’t found anything to cheer him up. In fact, one of their doctors made a mistake in a surgery on Tuesday and was about to be sued for malpractice. He had spoken to their Team of lawyers a few hours ago and they had decided that settlement out of court was the best way to go. He knew they could win the case in court but the Hospital’s name and Doctor Ifeanyi Godson’s name could end up being smeared by the ensuing publicity.
He needed Femi and her orange lipstick back by Saturday or he just might explode. It didn’t help that Amanda was sure it was his fault that Femi wasn’t coming. All his explanations to the little girl had fallen on adamant ears and she continued to stare at him like he was some sort of betrayer.
She even reported him to Ose, her nanny and that one was also giving him the bad eye. His mother had also called him yesterday from Abuja to ask what he had done to Amanda. His little girl that everyone said was quiet and peaceful had turned into a little blabber mouth and disrupter in the past few days.
His phone rang and he picked quickly, realising it was the office intercom and hence could not be Femi.
Fiyin: “Yes, Ozioma?”
Ozioma: “Sir, its Dr Tiwa, she’s here to see you.”
Fiyin: “Sure, let her in.” He had waded into the problem between Ozioma and Tiwa and had been surprised to hear that Tiwa did not usually acknowledge Ozioma and infact, according to Ozioma, snubbed her regularly. He hadn’t often asked how she managed to stride into his office without him getting a call and assumed she and Ozioma had an agreement.
He had to ask Ozioma to apologise to her and that she was never again allowed to come into his office without Ozioma’s say so. If he called Tiwa to come, he would tell Ozioma to let her pass but she must acknowledge Ozioma as his secretary and gatekeeper.
“Hey, doctor handsome” Tiwa said as she came in, wearing a beautiful blue gown that moulded her curves well with heels that showed off her long lovely legs
“Hi, dear, how are you?” He smiled in greeting as he came around his table to hug her.
“I’m not fine oh.” She said as she pressed her body into the hug. You’ve been neglecting me this past few days. She grumbled, her mouth forming a pretty pout.
He removed her hands from around him and went to sit down on the guest couch and patted the space next to him. “I’m sorry, I’ve been really busy, you must have heard of Doctor Ifeanyi’s lawsuit?”
“Yeah, I did” she said as she sat down and crossed her legs, “He should have been more careful.”
Fiyin raised one eyebrow at her, “Really? He’s a doctor, he made a mistake under pressure, an unavoidable mistake, he’s deeply shaken and sorry. Damage was done, yes but nobody died and the damage can be repaired. We can pay for that, we are trying to convince the family to settle out of court, Imagine what this would do to him”
“I know you want to take his side as the MD but as a Foreign Trained Medical Doctor, don’t you agree that Nigerian trained doctors are a little too careless because there are no repercussions?”
“I agree but from the inception, Saint Havers has always trained her doctors to be much more careful than the average Nigerian Doctor. Doctors aren’t infallible though, they are human. Mores the pity.”
“Yes, Nigerian doctors are, especially that UNN trained guy from Nsukka. If I were you, I would only employ foreign trained doctors and you can afford it, anyway” She stated emphatically.
“Okay” He said, unwilling to discuss the confusion her lack of sympathy was causing inside him.
Not wanting him to see her as cold blooded, she grabbed his hands and laid it against her breast “Look, I understand what you’re going through, you can talk to me about anything, alright?”
“Sure.” He didn’t think so but he didn’t tell her that as he took his hands off her bre@st.
“So, what are you doing tonight? I have these……….” She droned on but he wasn’t listening anymore. Femi was in big trouble on Saturday. He had a lot of things to say to her when she got back.
“Fiyin!” Tiwa’s voice pierced his eardrums.
“Yes?” He asked, shocked out of his reverie.
“You weren’t listening to me.” She grumbled, pissed off.
“Sorry, I’m tired, I need to sleep, okay. We will talk later.”
“Alright.” Tiwa said as she kissed his cheeks,
“see you later.” and walked out. If she wasn’t mistaken, Fiyin was starting to lose interest in her. Well, he had better find the interest again because she wasn’t going anywhere. And neither was he.
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