Consequences

Chapter 60

The name C.K. Abiodun was written boldly on the badge pinned to the upper left pocket  of the white coat the doctor was wearing. It was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes. I looked around and knew I was in a hospital.

The doctor was standing beside my bed and had taken hold of my wrist while counting my pulse. He was a good looking guy with a clean shave. I kept looking at his face and the initials on his badge.

When our eyes met he smiled.

"How are you Mrs. Segun?" He asked. I could only stare at him wondering what the middle letter of his name meant. My father's name was Kunle Abiodun. Could the K stand for Kunle and if so was I surprisingly in front of a brother I never knew existed?

"Mrs. Segun, this is Doctor Charles Abiodun, you were brought in here a few hours ago. Do you remember what happened?" I shook my head to say no. I was in deep pain and my left leg was hung up. I looked at the doctor again and it made him blink. But he kept smiling. Soon he left me and went to attend to other patients.

Then I remembered the driver. What happened to him? When the doctor came back again, I had to ask him.

"Excuse me doctor?"

"Ah, finally you can talk."He said coming towards me.

"What about the driver?" Instantly, he frowned.

"What driver?"He asked so surprised I was asking that question.

"The driver that picked me up from the airport and was taking me to my hotel?"

"Mrs. Segun you were the only person brought in here...,"
"What?!" I shouted interrupting him.

"You were the only person picked up at the scene of the incident." He replied, nodding his head.

"No it can't be. It can't be...,"

"Fine, no need to be agitated. This is the information we got. But I will do my best to get more information, okay?" He smiled at me again. I closed my eyes for a while and remembered my bag. I instantly opened my eyes again and asked him where my bag was.

"Where is my bag?"

"Oh, your personal effects? I think they should be in here." He said walking up to the bedside locker. He opened it.

"There's a handbag in here. It must be yours." I stretched my right hand out. The doctor brought out the handbag and gave it to me. I quickly looked inside and found all my belongings intact. Nothing was taken. My phone was also there but the battery had run down. I brought it out and held it.

"Excuse me doctor, is there anyway I can charge my phone?"

"Actually it's not advisable right now." he replied
"I mean, I have to call my father and tell him what happened."

"Well you can do that later. For now you are under medication and it is necessary you have the patience to wait until you are much better." I wasn't happy with that response, but I was powerless to do anything. And so I reluctantly agreed.

"Then in that case, may I ask you to do that for me if I am not asking too much?"
"Do what for you?"

"I mean get in touch with my father, please?" The doctor sighed his reluctance but nevertheless agreed. I gave him the number and while he was dialing it I noticed the unpleasant look on his face.

"I hope there's nothing wrong?" I asked.

"No." He walked away from me but soon came back only to tell me the number wasn't available at the moment.

"It's impossible." I said bending my head.

"I mean it can happen."
"No, not my dad. I know him too well."