Chasing Her Dreams

Chapter 11

*fever

*Mheerat

I woke up today with a splitting headache. I searched the cabinet for some pain reliever. I gulped it down with a glass of water walking into my bathroom to take my bath. I only had coffee and 2 slice of bread for breakfast. I didn't have enough time to cook or else I'd run late.

Alot has to be done today. I finished working on the concept for the billboard and had it edited in the production department. Today is scheduled for the meeting with Mr Anderson's who is flying into Nigeria from the states. I have to get the concept reading and all necessary files ready. I stepped into the building hearing Mr Marcus call out for me.

"Mheerat! Thank God you're here. I need you to go down to the HR department and have this file delivered to Mrs Smith. She'll then hand you over the files for the textile department while you'll have to come up with a recommendation plan for the new fabrics that'll be imported by the end of this week"

"Today isn't going be easy for me"

Once I was done with what Mr Marcus asked me, I headed to the conference room to start up the presentation. Thank God the meeting was a success if not.......

Exhaustion was clearly written all over my body but I couldn't rest because I still have alot of things to do. I stepped into Mr Owolabi's office. Mheerat you look so exhausted. Have you even had your break? No sir I haven't. I still have to work on the portfolio and the new ad for the campaign coming soon I said to him walking over to his desk to pick up the files.

*Afeez

Mheerat walked into my office looking like she hadn't slept in days. What happened to you? You look exhausted I asked her. Yes sir I still have to work on the portfolio and the new ad for the campaign. But still you need to take a break I said to her feeling worried about her. I noticed her loosing balance. She collapsed. Luckily I was fast enough to catch her before she fell to the ground. She went unconscious. Oh no mheerat. Are you ok? I said shaking her. Why Mheerat? Why do you have to work so hard? I called for the receptionist to get my car ready. I carried her walking into the elevator. I placed her gently into the car driving out of the building.

"Please be ok"

*Mheerat

I didn't want to get out of bed. If felt so comfortable. The lights blinding my eyes which I refused to open. Wait my bed isn't as soft as this? I instantly opened my eyes. I was laying in a huge bedroom. The room was x2 of my bedroom. This isn't my room. Where am I? I tried recalling what happened before I went into sleep mode. I was at work. I was talking to afeez and then what? I couldn't place a finger on what happened next.

You're in my room. Afeez said walking in with a tray of food in his hands. Ha.. how did I get here. I asked him with confusion written all over my face. You collapsed in my office earlier today. I brought to my house and have a doctor come check on you. He said you have a fever due to so much stress. Why? Why do you stress yourself so much. Do you know how worried you got me? Concern was clearly ringing in his voice.

Am sorry I got you worried afeez. Is just that when am committed into doing something, I do it till I get it done. Plus alot had to be done in the office today. Well we have other staffs for that. You don't have to over work yourself. Ok? Now you have to eat so you can use your medication. He spoon-feed me saying I wasn't strong enough to feed myself.

Why do you care about me afeez?

After I ate and used my medication, I noticed it was dark already. Uhmm afeez is dark already. I've had enough rest. Am ok now. I should get going so I would be able to get a cab home.