Finding You.

CHAPTER 22

AYA

Mrs Klaas runs after me in the silent hospital hallway. “Aya, wait up.” She shouts and I stop, looking back at her as she catches up to me. “Thank you so much for finding her.” She hugs me tightly, too tight that my wound stings. “You have no idea how grateful I am, I don’t know how I could ever repay you.”

She lets go of her embrace, and places her hands on my shoulders. “You’re exactly what she needs, you’re a man – a true one at that.” her face is full of sincerity and adoration. She leaves before I can say anything. A part of me is glad that she didn’t wait for my reply because I myself, don’t know what to say to her words, I’m still trying to process them.

She actually approves of me being with her daughter, she sees me worthy to be with her. This makes me very happy because I’ve never wanted to be with any other girl the way I want to be with Somila... not even Sara. I really can't compare how Somila makes me feel.

My thoughts return to reality as I recall that today is Monday. I have to call Martha and tell her to cancel all my appointments.

When I get to my room, I find Sam sitting on the chair next to the bed. “I just got off the phone with Martha and told her to reschedule our appointments for the rest of the week… well I’m going in tomorrow.” he speaks before I utter a word.

I don’t know what I’d do without my friend. Sam’s like the brother I barely had. I grew up with my cousin for most of my life. He was two years older than me, so we weren't really close. My cousin was the guy who always got us into trouble, hung out with shady crowds, good at pressuring others into doing the wrong things.

He left England when I started my junior year, while he had to go to Varsity... after that Sam became the only close friend I’ve kept until now. “Thank you Sam, for everything... there's just one more thing though." I hesitate, and he shakes his head with a tight smile crossing his face.

"I know that tone Edwards... I don't think I want to hear whatever it is thats on your mind." I don't give him the chance to cut me off before I ask him what I want. "I need to get her transferred out of here, I want her home with me. I can take care of her from there, I just don’t think it’s safe for her to be here.” I vent out to my best friend, praying that he understands. “I know mate… which is why I asked her doctor for a transfer to any private hospital in Joburg.”

I swear my friend is God sent. I find myself giving him a big brotherly hug. “Thank you mate, you have no clue how much this all means to me.” He groans, wanting me to let go, after a brief moment, I do just that. “So when can I get her out of this place?” I’ve recently come to notice that I can be very impatient when it comes to things regarding Mila. “Hopefully later in the day, but you know public hospitals… transportation is the major factor right now”

“Yea I know… how about we send one of our emergency vehicles to come down here and get both of us?” I suggest, all too hastily. Sam seems to be thinking it through “It will be costly to our budget Aya.” he finally says after a silent moment. “I know Sam...”
      “And you know Edwards and Taylor will be questioning us about this trip.” He's right, our fathers will as questions when they see this trip in the books.

“I’ll handle them, I promise. Besides, this is our business, they just hold shares.” I know how much this means to him. Sam has always wanted to build his own legacy and not get everything through his father's inheritance.
    “Point taken… I’ll get both your letters of transfer and call one of the available paramedics.” he pats my shoulder and leaves the room.