NAFEESAH POV
The dark cloudy night was followed by a bright beautiful morning. But no matter how beautiful the morning was, it was just another day of work stress and a day of confronting Dr. Fahad. No matter how much I try to think and be cynical, it just doesn't make sense that the doctor was also involved in this.
Trying to console the already heartbroken husnah have also been abortive. So I decided to give him a piece of my mind first thing this morning.
I stood by the roadside, waiting for a taxi and it seemed like they had all went on a strike. I was running late for work and I know I wouldn't be able to concentrate if I haven't blast the doctor to my satisfaction. I just have to go to the hospital first before school.
A brown exqusite car with tinted glasses pulled over close to me it looked very expensive and shiny that I could clearly see my reflection on it. I cautiously walked farther from it, Don't blame me, kidnappers and ritualists are real in Nigeria.
The car moved closer again before the window glass slowly went down, revealing CEO Rude looking as sweet as ever.
Focus Emerald, he's trying to use his charm to win you over.
" What do you want?" I asked in an irritated manner.
" Do you wish for a ride? Or do you want to go to the hospital by foot. No matter how dumb you are you should still remember that Taxi drivers are on strike" he said, with a questioning look.
Should I ? Or should I not?
" I haven't gotten all day crazy" he said, impatience dripping from his words.
I opened the front passenger side and got in with a straight face. Standing there is pointless since I haven't seen any taxi for almost an hour. And I don't want to be marked as Tardy due to my frequent lateness.
" You're smart enough to make the right choice" he said and once again started Allah knows what on his tablet.
The drive was quiet and we reached the hospital in no time. I got off and he headed for the company I think. Initially I thought he also wanted to go to the hospital but him going off now further confirmed the fact that he's trying to be nice to get on my good side. I huffed before entering the hospital.
I entered his office with a Salam and his eyes left the X-ray film he held high and landed on me. He answered my Salam with a smile before showing me a seat.
" You're here to confront me aren't you?" His words took me by surprise. Honestly I thought he smiled because Maybe I came to take the offer.
" Yes" I answered.
" Go on then" he gestured with his hands before crossing them on his chest. But the only word that came out of my mouth was. "Why?"
" Because you are the best match Nafeesah" he answered. I cocked my eyebrow indicating that he needed to elaborate.
" This isn't only about the Surrogacy Nafeesah, This also involves your mom. I know you're scared and I also know that part of you want to get your mom the medical attention she needs.
Look at this from another point of view Nafeesah. He's not going to knock you off and collect the baby, a few changes are being made here for everything to look sane and normal."And that caught my attention. I shifted to a more comfortable position on the chair, giving him my full attention.
" He is going to legally marry you so no one will label you as a whore nor your child as a bastard, the baby will be conceived artificially and you will remain as his legally married wife in his home till your services are no more needed." And this was starting to make more sense.
" In return he will pay for the transplant and anything else but the only problem here is if your services are no more needed and you refuse to give up the child." He added and a chill went down my spine.
Will it really be that easy to carry a baby for nine months, give birth, nurture and then give up the baby when the Mother-child bond is at it's strongest?
" I'll give you time to think further about it Nafeesah" he said, cutting me off my trance and I nodded in response.
" I'll talk to Miss Juliet to let you see your mom before you go" he added.
" Thank you doctor" I said with a faint smile before exiting the office.
I made my way to the ICU with a heavy heart. Should I take the offer or not? My thoughts are so conflicted right now. A part of me really want to do it for my mom and another part of me is scared.
I bumped into a woman on my way making her drop her handbag.
" Subhanallah am so sorry ma'am" I apologise as I began to pick her stuff, putting them back into her bag.
" Am very sorry ma" I apologized again and she gave me a genuine and bright smile.
The woman was smallish in size but very beautiful. Infact, beauty doesn't even begin to do justice for her looks. Am sure she's in her early sixties but she looked like she was in her thirties. To be able to maintain such beauty by that age was already something to be proud of.
" No problem my dear" she answered with another smile before I handed over the bag to her.
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" I miss you mom" I said, hugging her.
" You look worn out Feenah" she replied with a sigh.
I gave her a faint smile and averted my eyes to hide the hurt and longing it held. My eyes immediately landed on the woman I met earlier. She clutched her bag thighter, watching us through the glass barrier of the ICU, a smile fixated on her face.
"Feenah" my mom called and I took my eyes of the mysterious woman. She held my hands and stared into my eyes.
" It's hard right? Even though my body tells me that I don't have much time left I'll still try to hold on okay" mom said and that popped all the water tanks in my eyes.
I began sobbing as I held her tighter and she soothingly patted my back.
" Be strong Feenah" she said, stifling her own sobs.
After do much comforting, I was able to stop the tears. We bade each other goodbye and I left for work.
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This is a really tough decision peeps. Do you think going for it would be the best option?
What do you think about the conditions for the Surrogacy?
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