Can life gets better was the loud murmur he had when he opened his eyes with a frustrating expression?
He was not ready to leave the bed.
Reluctantly he robbed his palm over his face with a big sigh followed by a little prayer over his sick dad.
Then he walked silently over the sick bed just to see how the dad his faring, he could not help but felt pity for his old man.
This is becoming unbearable and tiring, Every of his savings and his mum's savings has been exhausted over the illness, and still no sign of recovery.
He felt downcasted and tired, the only news that can elevate him now is to see his dad fit and healthy.
Both his mum and himself have spent everything within their reach to help the sick dad. He sat close to the bed.
The room is filled with the smell of drugs and a sick atmosphere.
curtains were drawn together to prevent light from penetrating in.
The room temperature is kept in check just to please the sick one in the room.
Everything in the room is done differently just to help get a bearable atmosphere for his sick dad.
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If one asks him if he was cool with this the answer would be a capital no but sometimes we go extra miles for family and that is because of the bond and love.
Another day and no sign of improvement of his sick dad. it's like day by day his health just keeps deteriorating.
Sometimes he wishes him death out of love just to help him ease his pain.
The pain is just too much for his dad.
He could not stop staring at his weak dad on the bed fighting to have a smooth breath.
This is something he does not like, seeing his loved ones helpless and not able to render help. but then he also is helpless
His mum was already out trying to sort help from neighbors and friends just to get enough to get her husband to the hospital for better treatment but then it's like everyone she asks for help also have one problem or the other to sort out and no help is coming forth.
Everything seems not to work out. and the little hope she has is beginning to crumble
On her walk, she kept praying inwardly just to come across someone who will render help.
Her husband has been a very strong type but this illness happens to counter the strong one and it's as if the strong one has fallen.
Notwithstanding she was not ready to give up on him but kept seeking help.
After a long morning walk seeking for help with no solution she went back home to her son on what new step to take.
Son, what's the way forward?
How do we get your father better treatment?
The silence from both of them was a long one as they both have no answer to the questions and then a loud noise with a bright flash of light from outside broke the silence.
Without hesitation the son rushed out to have a look and when he got outside he could not figure out what was it that made the noise but came across a big bag.
At first they were sacred,they had bo idea what to do ,then the son summoned courage and move closer to the bag , opened it and saw tons of money right in the bag.
The fear of how much the money is made the mother shouted at her son.
This is a remarkable one but then she was not ready to have the money to herself she believes there's always a repercussions for things like this.
We cant take this money said the mother to her son
Leave the money out here and let's locked the door, whoever owns it will come get it at the right time.
Here is part one of the three-part serial fiction of scholar and scribe /dreemport challenge