His Skivvy

Chapter 2 (Engima)

Assalamu Alaikum Warahmatullah.

Baby❤️
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Laylah's POV

I'm crying in pain of the broken glass in my stomach when a drunk man hit the one that stab me with a wood on his neck and pick me up! He's also drunk but I don't know why made him change his mind. He scoop me up while I wince in pain, I thought he is going to take me to the hospital or any nearby clinic but no, he decide to keep me to himself, he took me to another corner in the building. He placed me on a block and started un-bottling his pants, that's when I realize he's just selfish and wicked too! I start thinking of what to do, just then an idea slipped my mind when I see a metal stick from my side, I quickly pick it and smack him on his forehead, I then keep beating him with the metal until he breaths no more! I start running with blood gushing down from my stomach, I leave my clothes in the building and ran out to the busy streets of Abuja. I'm just running not knowing where to go, just then a car hit me and everything went blurry!

Muhammad's POV

I'm running out of speed as Intense anger enveloped me. I suddenly hit a mad woman running on the street! I start roaring, but then I decide to calm myself down, ambulated out of the car. Upon nearing the accident, my heart palpitates seeing a young girl covered with much blood. She looks very hurt and in jeopardy. Blood covering her whole stomach, she's been stabbed in the stomach with a hard object! That's when I realized, she isn't a mad woman but a girl around the age of 16 probably.
I pick her up and took her to the backseat then drive to the hospital with high speed!
Innalillahi wa inna illaihi raaji'un is all I could say what has gotten over me to hit an innocent soul! What is wrong with me ? I really have to get rid of this useless anger of mine.
"Doctor, make sure you take care of her please! Do everything you need to do and don't borther about the expenses, I'll settle everything, just make sure you save this girl!" The doctor said "Ok sir" and he run to the emergency room she was taken into.

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I settled everything and waited patiently for over 3hours but still no any green light, so I decide to give one of the nurses my number in case she wakes up and inquire about me. Sadiq keep calling me but I couldn't pick up, so I decide to go to his house to
narrate everything that happened to me. I need to tell someone who'll understand. And that's no one other than Sadiq. My best friend.

"Assalamu Alaikum"

I said while walking into the house, actually the house isn't new to me, because is where we always go when we've a free time and Sadiq is my best friend for that matter.

"Subahanallah! Man what happened? Why are you in blood? Did you had an accident?"

Sadiq keep asking me some stupid questions.

"Do I look like someone who's hurt? Or in pain? Will you give me space?"

I took off my shirt and throw it on his rooms floor and went into the toilet to take a relaxing shower. I finish my 30minutes shower and wore his clothes. I pray Zuhr and Asr. Then ambulated out of the room to the parlor. I explained everything to him while eating our lunch. "There's something I don't understand about me since meeting that girl Sadiq.
Since I set my eyes on that girl, I feel peace drowning me. I've never once in my life feel this way, not even in a dream. And I had this dream yesternight about hitting a girl too. I really don't know what it means at all is somehow connected you know."
I explained everything to him and he nodded in affirmation.

  "Something must definitely be going on with you Muhammad. She might be your guardian angel you know? But we need to throw a party, first time in history Muhammad is beginning to fall in love! But it can't be that girl you know?" He said.

"Are you mad? How can you start thinking of me falling in love or having any good feeling towards a girl? You need to visit a therapist!" I said sounding disappointed and despondent!

   "Whatever it might be, but let it not just be that girl please!" He said.

"It can't be her to me either, Look, I'm not even having any feeling or ardour talk less of falling in love. With that dirty street girl! You must be crazy. Not Muhammad Murad Makinta! Not me please!!" I shout feigning hurt!

  "Is okay dude, forget about all this now, why don't we go and check on her? Is almost Maghreb and we're here leaving her innocent soul lying in the hospital. Let's go and see whether she wakes up or still unconscious." Sadiq said.

"Well, it's not like I don't want to see her too, there's this guilt draining me. Let's go." And we all sauntered out of the house heading to the hospital.

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"Hey doc! How's she? Is she awake? I hope she's not badly injured?" I ask in a worried tone.

"Calm down Muhammad, I want you to calm down first because what I'm about to tell you needs calmness and a responding heart. Firstly this girl have gone through alot, not even the accident, she's been stabbed by a broken bottle which hurts her so bad, and it even affects her kidney. One of her kidney is damaged due to the excessive blood flow. We call it Chronic kidney disease (CKD) and she isn't rushed to the hospital on time. And she's going through the second stage of depression, which is trauma! Her brain has swollen a little, So she lost all of her memories which is called Amnesia. I'll like you to comprehend in brightening her life. No one is allowed to talk about her past. By doing that her brain may have a serious damage which may lead to Dementia. And is a serious psychological problem.

   She needs love and care, if is possible, you can make her be your Skivvy, but you shouldn't treat her badly in any case. I know your mother will never accept her as a daughter, even though they're not in Nigeria-but convince her to be your maid."

The doctor explained everything in details. And I felt the guilty of destroying an innocent girls life. "But where could her parents be doctor?"

"Well I don't know honestly, but she doesn't look like a girl in this city though. And her looks doesn't define her as a person that have family. She looks very dirty and despondent she might probably be a needy. Just help her please Muhammad, I know you're not in the place to do this, but think about it. You leave alone here in your house. Just take her as a personal maid. Let her cook for you if she knows how to, and you can even take her to school. Allah will reward you abundantly. You don't know where she might be if you didn't hit her.
    Allah has a certain reason for bringing her into your life. Please Muhammad!!"

"Okay doctor, thank you for helping me. But this should be between us please. Nobody else please! Not even mama." I plead with him.

"You don't have a problem with me, I'll try and keep it confidential." He assured me.

"Can I see her?" I asked.

"Yes, why not? But she might take a little bit days before waking up ."
I nodded in affirmation.

"Ok doctor, may Allah heal her."

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