Let me love you!

Life Saver.

I don't hate school,but that doesn't mean I love it,I'm at a middle straddle,for days filled with fun,I love it,And for those world-weary days,
I  fig my chafe for the existence of didactic institutions.
Not an exception,
The atmospheric condition of the date is sunny,and that's my chroma hatred!
I'm at room5B taking lectures of programming.
Dr.Aliya (an Indian indigene)is  giving out her lectures,All I can say is that she's at the side of the projector,
And she's dressed in black.

Apart from that,
I'm a congnizant to none,
despite the ac's installed on each wall of the hall,the weather is not friendly, it seems like the sun is crystal clear to  the roof,the heat....Astaghfirullah!
What have we devoted to confront this punishment,

Shukra nock me an eye contact and then a notification plum on to my phone Saying*hey chef ,are you sick?
You look barf!
'Shukrah,I'm having a severe headache,i can't make it to evening lectures,I'm quitting now.I replied.
"Why won't you visit the clinic'
"I prefer going home"
We cease our chatting
As I hike up my index finger for excuse enquiry,And I depart off the hall.
The evergreen garden of skyline university Nigeria,precisely blemish the scent of bloom ,the flower bouquet lawn adjoin the environ,
The cleaning staff are on their afternoon duty,serving the pace.
I drove off the compound,

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Due to my alterability,
I'm visiting the hospital before going home.

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I stop at "MEGA HOSPITAL"
That's my family health center,
I park my car at the parking ground,
Still feeling dizzy,
So I remain in the car to regain some capacity before leaving,
Some minutes went by,
And I feel better,
I walk out of the car as I lock it.
The weather is damply hot,is not hushing to lessen,
Heading to the reception,
This pain smuggle into my head again.

I can feel the dizziness grade in me rising,I zip my bag,trying to get reach at my phone,Finding it difficult to hold my stand,My visual sensation is turning blurry as i sight a figure of a man drifting towards my direction,
Probably I bump onto him.

I find his words obscuring
as i freak in deeply,
His voice is streaming in my modular oblongata,I feel the vein connections to my brain are exploding,
I tumble from my left foot to the right
carked to resist stance.
"Are you okay"he asked in a bold voice.
That's the last words I hear before exhausting my breath,
I steep down,deficit to the ground,
Lacking hope in life,
I'm culled,Regain with a custody of a supporting arms.

*****
His POV;
I pass through the reception,
I'm off from work,
That's great,
I've been on duty since yesterday's night which restrain me to moment at home,
It's as a result of the emergency,
And that's what makes a DOCTOR.
The purpose of Saving life.

I'm so stressed just walking based on cursorily,focusing on my steps
Then I bump in to a human,
Okay,
A woman precisely,
I look forward to hear an apology,
Since She's on my route,
But She failed.

As I raise my face to foresee her,
I find her warty,she's whirling,
"HEY MSS"I spate my words,
She lack attention,
Just focusing on what I'm not literate,
Maybe her head,
By The way she tap and hold it,
And maybe not,
I was about to take my further steps,
...she does loose her steps and was about to fall,I render my aid as i embrace her with my arms diverting the few meters off the ground.
Hey young lady,are you okay? I ask her dubiously.
I Realize;If not completely,she's partially unconscious.
She is swooning.
I can feel her temperature,
She's consumed by a fever.

I Shouted "NURSE, NURSE,🗣🗣🗣!
I wondered what makes me not to docile earlier.

Her petit figure trait her weight,
I lift her above,sleeking some steps toward the reception.
Since the nurses haven't depict.

I lower my gaze on her as she tap her forehead uttering a prayer "
"بسم الله اعذ باللهو قد رته من شر ما اجد و احا ذر
In the name of Allah I seek refuge from the evil of what I find And of what guard against.

My taught begin to battle,
she recite another prayer:
"انا لله و انا الله را جعن"
We are from Allah and on to him we will return.

As each step I take,
Her voice is lingering in to me,
I can't say,
Her verbal sensation is deepened in my ear drums,no,not just my ears,
it is amending some logic to my brain?
No..No.......!
Not to my brain,
To my heart!
Her voice irritates me,

This voice sound familiar!