contract - Season 1 - Episode 92

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contract - Season 1 - Episode 92

Song of the chapter: Yes/No by Banky W
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Tobi was driving fast.
Really fast.

Faster than he did when Joseph had an accident.

Faster than he did when Abena was kidnapped.

Faster than he did, ever.

Pulling up into the parking lot of the hospital, he threw his keys into the hands of a security guard and ran into the hospital.

He went to the nurse at the desk and gave her the baby bag. She paled at the sight of Tobi Ademi, since he was actually the owner of the hospital.

“Which doctor is on ground to attend to Miss. Omotosho when she comes?” He asked.
“Doctor Uche.” She replied, avoiding his gaze.

“A man?” The nurse nodded. What happened to Doctor Christy?” Tobi frowned at the idea of having a man look at Abena in that place .

“She’s ill sir. And Doctor Uche is the best one around sir.” She explained and Tobi nodded hesitantly. The nurse looked at the baby bag with a raised eyebrow.

“Keep it for me.” He ordered and was about to ask her if Abena had arrived. But she hadn’t, because he saw her in a wheelchair with two nurses trying to calm her down. Funmi followed behind them with a worried expression.

Abena looked up and immediately, she grinned, irrespective of the pain from her contractions. She was sweaty, wearing a loose dress with a flower pattern, and her hair was pulled into a messy ponytail although it was still sticking out in different directions. She seemed to be gripping the hand of one of the nurses, because the woman looked like she was about to cry.

Tobi walked towards them quickly and knelt down by the wheelchair.

“Sir-”
“Five minutes.” He ordered, and they immediately looked away.

“Abena. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for everything. I’m sorry for the way I treated you when we first met. I’m sorry for all those stupid rules that I gave you. I’m sorry for calling you an incubator that time.

I’m sorry for not telling the world about you the first time. I’m sorry for not standing up to you when my aunty and cousins were being rude.” He said, looking at her with pleading eyes.

“I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have given up on us so easily, that was a stupid thing to do” She replied with a sad smile.

“I don’t blame you. The attention that comes with being with me can be overwhelming.” He said with a small smile.

“I know.” Her contraction had passed, but she knew that another one would come.

They were becoming frequent, she had been timing them.

“Come back.” He blurted out. “Come back into my life. Come back and rearrange my furniture. Come back and play loud music in the middle of the night. Come back and wake me up in the most annoying ways possible. Come back and talk too much. Come back and leave your dishes in the sink, but not all the time.”

She grinned in reply.

“Come back and watch late night movies with me. Come back and leave your messes everywhere. Come back and eat all the food in my fridge. Come back and cook your amazing jollof rice and spaghetti Bolognese. Come back and just, love me.”

“Tobi-”

“Wait. Let me finish jorh. Before you came into my life, I was… content, not happy, with the way my life was. I had a routine, I was predictable. I always knew what I was going to do. I had a plan. I knew what I was eating the next day, and where I was going to be at every point in time. I never went on holidays, never watched late night movies, never made sandwiches in the middle of the night, never went to the beach, never had… fun.”