FED UP [XLIX]

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                At the base of the staircase, Mabel felt a stronger wave of dizziness hit her and fell into Coker’s waiting arms. Coker staggered a bit but held her strong.
  “Mabel, are you okay?” he asked her.
                She blinked her eye repeatedly as she tried to remain conscious. Coker blew air on her face, trying to stop her from fainting. After a while, she stood up straight but with her hand around Coker’s shoulder.
  “I don’t understand this kind of dizziness,” she said, shaking her head in a bid to shake it off.
  “You are physically and emotionally stressed,” Coker said. “You might need to see a doctor o?”
  “No. I will be fine. When I get to my mother’s place, I will rest. That’s just what I need now.”
                She turned to leave the building.
  “What about your phone?” Coker asked.
  “I forgot,” she said. “Let me get it.”
                Mabel made to climb the stairs but Coker stopped her.
  “Do you want to faint?” he asked. “Give me your keys let me get the phone for you.”
  “Ok.”
                Mabel then realized she was not with the keys.
  “I think I left it in your car,” she said.
  “This is serious o,” Coker said, worried. “Where do I find it in the car?”
  “I don’t know where exactly. I just know I brought it out from my handbag. Check the back seat where I sat.”
  “Ok, sit here let me go and get it.”
                He helped her sit down on the first step.
  “Please hurry up,” she said, leaning her head on the rail. “I don’t want people seeing me like this.”
  “Ok,” Coker said and left her. He did not walk fast to avoid attracting attention. He got to the car, searched the back seat but did not see the key. He then checked the floor and saw it. He took it back to Mabel.
  “Is this it?” he asked her.
  “Yes,” Mabel replied.
                Mabel told him how to open the door.
  “Where exactly should I look for the phone and the purse?” he asked.
  “I don’t know exactly where. Maybe I should just manage and go with you.”
  “No please. I don’t want to take that risk.”
  “Ok. Just search everywhere; my room and kitchen precisely.”
                Coker went upstairs. Some minutes after he was gone, Risi came back from buying something and met Mabel sitting on the step.
  “Aunty are you ok?” she asked, touching Mabel’s shoulder.
  “I am ok my dear,” Mabel said.
  “But you are looking sick. What are you even doing here?”
  “I just feel a bit dizzy, that’s all.”
  “Like someone that wants to faint?”
  “No,” Mabel said, forcing a smile. “Like someone who is tired.”
  “Let me tell my mummy.”
  “Don’t bother her. I will be fine.”
                Risi left her and went upstairs to their flat. In no time, her mother ran down carrying a bowl of water. The sound of her running feet made Mabel turn back immediately.
  “Mabel are you ok?” Mama Risi said as she got close, ready to pour the water.
  “I am ok,” Mabel replied, looking surprised.  “What is the water for?”
  “Risi said you fainted. I wanted to pour it on you.””
  “As you can see, I am ok ma”
  “Ah ah.”
                Mama Risi turned to Risi who was standing behind her.
  “Why did you make me run like this?” she asked her daughter. “I will just pour you this water.”
  “Don’t pour her please,” Mabel intervened.
Risi went backward out of harm’s way and spoke her mind.
  “Mummy, Aunty Mabel is sick but she doesn’t want to tell you. If she did not faint, why is she sitting on the step like this?”
  “It is true,” Mama Risi said and turned to Mabel. “What are you doing here? I though you said you forgot something? Where is that young man you were with?”
  “Which one should I answer first?” Mabel asked, smiling.
  “What are you doing here?”
  “I just feel dizzy. That’s all.”
  “You should have told me since, so we will know what to do about it.”
  “I don’t want to bother you. When I get to my mum’s place, I will take care of myself.”
  “Is there any particular problem? I noticed that you have not been yourself since weekend and you have not been going to work.”
  “I think I stressed myself too much. I just took some days off.”
  “Sure?” Mama Risi asked, unconvinced.
  “Yes.”
  “You need to take things easy,” 
  “I am trying.”
  “You need to take a lot of water, fruits and rest.”
                Just then, Coker came downstairs with her phone and purse.
  “What happened?” he asked, looking from Mabel to Mama Risi who was still carrying the bowl of water.
  “My daughter told me that Mabel fainted,” Mama Risi said.
  “Is that true? Did that happen after I left?”
  “Not at all,” Mabel replied.
  “OK. Thank God. We need to go before it gets late.”
  “Did you see the phone and the purse?”
  “Yes I did.”
  “Ok.”
                He helped Mabel get to her feet. He wanted to hold her as they walked but she told him she could go herself.
  “I don’t want any attention,” Mabel said.
  “Ok,” Coker said. “By the way, you missed several calls from your sister and your mother,” he told Mabel as they walked to the car.
  “When we get to the car, I will return the calls.”
                Mama Risi walked behind them, still carrying her bowl of water. When they got to the car, Coker opened the back seat door and Mabel sat in. His brother came to Mabel and asked if she was ok.
  “I am fine thank you,” she replied.
  “Drive,” Coker told his brother.
  “I want to sit behind with her and make sure she is fine,” Coker’s brother said.
  “I said I am fine o,” Mabel said again, smiling.
  “Ok if you say so.”
                He went to the driver’s seat.
  “Why don’t you want to drive?” Mabel asked Coker. “Are you ok?”
  “I am also feeling dizzy,” Coker replied.
                Mabel burst into laughter and he joined in. That helped ease the tension.
  “Mama Risi you can go back now,” Mabel told Mama Risi. “I will call you when I get to my mum’s place.”
  “Ok my dear,” Mama Risi said. “Please take care of yourself.”
  “I will.”

                Risi waved at Mabel as she went back in with her mother who was still clutching her bowl of water. Mabel waved back. Coker sat in, put on his seat belt and his brother drove off. Mabel sunk into her seat and sighed. 


(...to be continued)
Nedu Isaac

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