CHAPTER 41

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"Its good to have you back Miss Ndika" I heard a deep voice saying as I attempted to open my eyes.  I faced up and was met by a huge,dark skinned and bald headed man with a beard covering half his face.

I attempt to sit up but my body is literally not having it. Why am I still alive mara?

"Your body is still recovering so if you want a speedy recovery you better rest"

"Wa...water"I managed to utter. He took a glass from the pedestal and went to pour water from the mini water despenser then helped me drink with a straw.

After I was done he placed the water back on the pedestal and helped me lay my head back to rest.

"So how are you feeling?"

"I feel like someone who failed to kill herself. Fuck I need to sue the doctor that prescribed me those pills,he said they were strong and I should always take the right dosage"

"Well if you really wanted to die fast you shouldve tried detergents"he says checking the drip and noting something down on my file.

"I didnt think of it, maybe next time"

He chuckles.  "I will need you to help me do a little test on you okay? So how many fingers am I holding up?"he asks holding up 3 fingers.

"Are you serious?"I ask dropping my face.

"Please"

"3" I answer rolling my eyes.

"That's good so any sort of pain you experiencing right now"

"No"

"Perfect,so I need to go and check on my other patients right now so I will come back to fetch you for your therapy session, I think that's in a few hours"he says checking his little clock.

"Therapy?"

"Yes and you have to do it,doctors order"

"Doctor please, the only thing I need is to go back home"

"Trust me you going to be fine and you going to love  Precious,she  is a nice woman so you will like her"he assures writing something down.

"Her name is precious there's no way I'm gonna like her. I'm sure she is just a bitch that will pretend as if she cares about me when she doesn't even understand what's going on in my life like those things are useless"

"Well they have to pretend its their jobs"

I clutch my hands together "Sir I know under that coat and behind that bush of a beard there is a good man who wont let a patient suffer in the hands of a woman named precious"

"She is really not as bad as her name sounds just try her and if I don't go now I'll get in trouble so bye Miss Ndika"

"Its Ndilika asshole" I murmured rolling my eyes.

He walked out closing the door behind him and I exhaled running my hands down my face. Things just got from better to worse like how embarrassing is it that I failed at doing the easiest thing which is taking my own life. Tragic.

A knock on my door saved me from my depressing thoughts,before I could say anything Thunz and Andile with four other elderly woman and a pastor walked in humming a gospel song.

I widened my eyes looking at  Andile. They devided themselves standing besides me on both sides.

PHAYA EZINKWENKWEZINI
KUKHO WENA EZULWINI
WAWUKADE SELUKHONA
SINGEKA BIKHO THINA
ZODA ZIQIBEKE ZONKE
KU TSCHABALALE KONKE
UBE WENA USA HLELI
UBE WENA UNGAPHELI
AAAAAAMEN

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