Sincerely, Aishatu✅

9; No Tears.

Jumuat Mubarak!

JANNAH TUCKED one of her hands in her white coat, while the other held a bottle of orange juice. Her gaze flickered to the bottle, making her face scrunch up slightly. Personally, she hated anything orange juice related. She has nothing against oranges-she likes them from time to time. However, orange in juice form is a big NO to her. Be it normal orange juice-like the one she has with her at the moment, or the likes of Fanta, Mirinda, and anything similar. It has never been, and will never be her thing.

However, as she made her way over to the Gynecology department, she is reminded of the reason why she has with her at the moment. She thought of dropping by Nabila, and giving her a little something to help considering the girl is as obsessed with it as Jannah is with Pepsi.

She has just seen a patient that was brought to the OR, and was on her way back to her office when she got a drink for herself and thought of getting one for Nabila too. She could've gotten one for Aisha, but she knew the girl is currently seeing the new VIP patient with the Professors to introduce themselves.

Since Jannah isn't exactly part of the residents assigned to the VIPs, she didn't have to be there just like the others. She liked the fact that she isn't working there, for she couldn't handle dealing with 'important people'. It's a big no thank you for her when it comes to that.

She stopped by the familiar door of Nabila's office, as a grin made its way on her face. Considering the two are friends, she didn't bother to knock or anything and simply went ahead to hold the door handle, and then push it open with a grin.

"Bish guess what I--" Her eyes drifted from Nabila who sat behind the desk, to the couple sitting opposite her whom all turned around to stare at the intruder.

Jannah's lips curled into a small smile as she winced slightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt" She apologized, closing the door behind her as she made her way towards Nabila.

"Oh no worries" The woman waved it off, a warm smile dancing on her lips.

Jannah's eyes moved from the woman, to Nabila who was staring at her with eyes slightly widened. She then brought her hand up with the drink, showing it to Nabila. "I got you orange juice, because I know you like it" She made her way towards the table, her smile never wavering. "But--" She extended the juice to the very pregnant woman-probably around seven months or eight. "-I suppose you'll need it more"

The woman's smile only widened as she shook her head. "No, thank you. I really shouldn't. You two are busy all the time, she will need it more"

"Nonsense" Jannah waved it off, shaking her head as she held the woman's hands gently and placed it there. "Worry not about us. We can handle ourselves. Besides, I'm sure Nabila knows her way to get a new one, right?" Her gaze drifted to the woman who looked like a deer caught in the headlights-an expression someone else is holding up.

Nabila swallowed thickly, pushing her chair closer to the table. "Jannah--"

"I am not a gynecologist, but I'm sure orange juice will do no harm to your baby" Jannah cut her off, her eyes now never wavering from the woman sitting in front of her.

The woman then threw a glance at Nabila, then her husband before her fingers curled around the bottle. "Well, thank you then" She let out a small chuckle, her eyes meeting Jannah's. "My husband has been pestering me to get something to drink, I guess you just did the job for me"

Jannah nodded, her grin never fading. "Yeah, I guess I just did" She then pulled back, standing straighter as she reached her hand to pat the woman's shoulder lightly, "I have to get going now. I wish you a safe delivery"