It was Monday morning and Tiwa wasn’t having a very good day. She had woken up with a raging headache and a sore disposition, all from yesterday. She couldn’t understand it. Why was her mother always in support of Femi? Why did her mother treat her like her feelings didn’t matter? Why? Why did Femi even have to exist? She resented the hell out of her cousin.
When push came to shove though, it didn’t matter. She was 20 times the woman Femi would ever be. She was beautiful and Femi was not, she was a doctor saving lives and Femi was a teacher cleaning the butts of little children, she had her own apartment and car, while Femi was still living at home and jumping buses. She sighed at her own stupidity, wondering why she ever let the whole thing get to her, Femi wasn’t worth the though.
As she drove towards the hospital, she turned up her radio to Playloaded FM so she could listen to a few songs and be cheered up, who cared about Femi anyway? On entering the hospital, she saw that Fiyin’s hummer was already there and she smiled to herself.
Fiyinfoluwa Arowolo, her boss, her friend and soon, very soon, her husband and lover.
She remembered the first day she met him during her interview for her job 3 years ago, she had fallen instantly in love with his beautiful brown eyes, his voice that always seemed like chocolate, his big, beautiful surgeon hands, his intelligence, and when he stood up to shake her after the interview, she had gripped those hands, looked into his eyes and knew that she would never be whole again until he was completely hers.
Of course, things hadn’t worked out the way she had hoped. At that time, he was just 31 and had just lost his wife of 2 years to a fatal accident. He hadn’t been interested in a relationship with a woman and was too busy taking care of his 1 year old child. She had chafed at the time she needed to give him to grieve but realised she had to be patient with him or things were never going to work out between them.
Taking that into consideration, she had worked herself carefully and subtly into his life, using his daughter, his sister and his respect for her as a colleague. She was Aunty Tiwa to his daughter, his sister’s bestie and his father who was also a renowned surgeon and the founder of their hospital, really liked and respected her.
Recently, she knew she had gone from friend in his view to potential wife, she saw how he was beginning to look and appreciate her, she enjoyed how his eyes lighted up when he saw her and how he was always coming to talk to her over sundry and ridiculous things. She had heard from his best friend, another doctor in the hospital that he was always mentioning her name. The time was ripe,
Tiwa: Fiyin you’re mine, she thought as she stepped out of the car.
As she entered the doors of Saint Havers, she reported and signed in at the nurses’ station, made her way to her locker in the changing room, changed into her scrubs and planned how she would go see Fiyin as soon as possible. She was coming out of the locker room when she saw Seun, Fiyin’s sister, striding towards her.
Seun: “I’ve been looking for you,” she said excitedly, “I have gist oh”
Tiwa: “What happened?” Tiwa said with a little impatience, she was only friends with Seun because of Fiyin. The truth was the woman made her tired but she could not afford to close her off. She was forever having gist about irrelevant things and always had a story to tell that Tiwa didn’t want to hear. She feigned interest though, she couldn’t afford to loose Seun’s friendship at this point in the game.
Seun: “You know Tola na?” Seun asked and Tiwa nodded, even though she couldn’t care less about the 26 year old nurse who had also had her eyes on Fiyin last year. “Well, guess what?” Seun asked, the stars in her eyes winking dramatically.
Tiwa: “What happened?” Tiwa asked, trying not to bark at Seun. She couldn’t understand how a grown woman of 30, married with 2 children would take so much pleasure in talking about other people.
Seun: “Haba now, I thought we agreed you would guess,” Seun whined a bit but she saw the look in Tiwa’s eyes and decided to tell her anyway, “well, Tola, is pregnant”
Tiwa: “Really?” Tiwa asked, relieved, at least now nurse Tola will stop chasing Fiyin, not that Tola ever stood a chance anyway especially when they were put side to side. Although Tola was beautiful with good bone structure and bountiful breasts, she could turn heads and regularly did with her sexy scrubs, she fell short of the one quality Fiyin valued in women, intelligence.
Nonetheless, Tiwa had been worried about her because she had gone after Fiyin with boldness and assurance, another quality Fiyin liked in women. Then she realised she hadn’t heard who Tola was pregnant for. “Who is she pregnant for?” She asked Seun who was happy to see that her gist was well met.
Seun: “Don’t tell anybody,” Seun whispered quietly, “I think its Doctor Niyi, my sources say she was sleeping with him 2 months ago.”
Tiwa: “You and your sources!” Tiwa laughed, happy now that Seun dished necessary gist. She wondered how Seun would cope without hospital gossip to sustain her. Even though Seun was a gynaecologist and a very busy one, she still found time and energy to receive and dispense gossip.
Just then, Tola and another nurse passed beside them.
What do you think about Tiwa?