#Part 4

Robs & Di

The next morning, Di’s parents were called to the hospital.

MmaD: O raya gore ba ka re biletsa go ta go tsaya Di mmogo, e le gore Rob o ganne?
DaddyD: o tla bo a le lenyatso.
MmaD: ga se gore o a sia? A akanya mosadi who might not give him children.
DaddyD: Okho! re isa kae ditontokwane ruri. A sie ee.

They left for the hospital.
MmaDi knew where Di was admitted, so they went straight to the ward, upon entering the ward she looked around for her daughter and realised Di was not where she left her the previous day.
She started screaming, her hands on her head. “Ijoo! Rragwe Di, ngwanake!” She collapsed and DaddyD caught her mid-air preventing her from hitting the floor.
“ Ke kopa thuso hoo mma,motho ke yo o ole,”He said to the Nurse at the station.
The nurse hurried with a stretcher and her vital signs trolley. She checked Mmagwe Di’s vital signs and blood sugar level, they were fine.
“ Tla ke le ise A&E ba ye go feleletsa ka dithuso” go lebega a idibetse. The nurse said.
“ Mme kana mmaetsho re tsile kwano ka pitso ya lona, re batsadi ba ga Di More” DaddyD told her.
“Ehee,ngaka o ne a buile gore ke etla,Ke tla dira jang tota” the nurse became confused a bit on how to handle the situation.
“Tla re ise mosadimogolo ko A& E, Ke tla bitsa ngaka ke tswa kwa. E tla a re a goroga ke go leletse “
“ Ee gosiame ngwanaka a go nne jalo” DaddyD said seemin beat by the whole situation. Something nagged him eitherway,
“Ngwanake ga a swa akere?” He had to ask and be blunt.
“Nyaya rra” she responded while busy pushing the stretcher.
“Okay, ke yone kgang e botlhokwa.” Feeling relieved he followed the Nurse to A&E.

The nurse assisted as planned. She briefed the doctor. Rob showed up as the Doctor and DaddyD were about to enter the counselling room. “Dumelang, Ke tlhola Di,” He told the nurse that he found at the station.
Nurse: Okay I remember you Rragwe nnana, ga se gore re kope o tsene mo counselling le wena?
Rob: Counselling ya eng?
Nurse: Ya batsadi ba ga Di, ngaka o ba biditse.

Rob started having palpitations, he could hear the thump of his heart while standing there. Sweat formed on his forehead. The thoughts started ‘what if they found out? What if they found out I did this to her?’
He was shaking although it wasn’t obvious to people standing by.
“Nnya mma tla ke lete ko ntle” he said to the nurse as he went outside the ward. ‘Should he run? Should he not? But what happened to Di?she wasn’t answering her phone last night. Did the doctors tell her she was drugged? Why were the parents called? Di was just okay yesterday when he left, it can’t be anything to do with death right? Di can’t die, he would never forgive himself. Ever,’ Thoughts raced in his head.

He chose to stay and wait, maybe he ll get a feedback of what’s going on. If he is caught, he will just have to face it. Maybe he will redeem himself. The truth of the matter is he messed up. He might as well man up this time around.

(After a while)

“Waitse ke mmona dilo,” said Rragwe Di as he exited the counselling room. He felt overpowered. His two ladies are both down,he didn’t know where to start. As he came out of the ward he saw Rob,
“Dumelang “ Rob said rubbing his hands together in a respectful gesture.
“Dumela ngwanaka, mmata wa gago o mo ICU, ga twe seemo se chenchitse bosigo” he said to Rob hardly looking in his eyes “Mmagwe o ko AE kwa le ene o ole hela re tsena ha,mo ke botlhodi”

Rob’s head spun. He could not believe it, he could not believe his plan escalated into a whirlwind and reeled the whole family into turmoil. It weighed him down. He wished to reverse all that but there was noway how. He better be as supportive as he can, his guilt dictated so.
He ll wait to check on Di during lunch hour.

(In ICU)
Di was fairly stable in ICU. The team was worried that their investigations showed she possibly had DIC, she needed prompt intervention. They were doing all they can to keep her from deteriorating.

(At A&E)

Mmagwe Di rose from her deep slumber.
“ heelang jaanong ke ha kae?, Rragwe Di o kae?”
“Dumela mma, o mo spatela, you had fainted” the nurse approached her.
“Ke idibatswa ke eng?” Mmagwe Di was surprised. “Di,” her mood dipped as she remembered.
“Tla ke bitse monnamogolo,” The nurse rather responded.
DaddyD came in, “welcome back mogatsaka”
MmaDi: O raya gore nne ke sule?
DaddyDi: Nne o ile, ke ipotsa gore ha le batla go tsamaya lotlhe nna ke sala le mang.
MmaDi: ga kena kgang, o bone ngaka?
DaddyDi: Seemo sa ga Di se chenchitse ga twe o ne a hupela bosigo, o isitswe ICU”
MmaDi: Ao ngwanake wa bo a ta bona go fe?
DaddyD: Nnya mme ba re ba leka bojotlhe go mo thusa, o tla nna botoka, re tla mmona re tswa ha.
MmaDi: A mme Rob ene wa itse?
DaddyD: Rob o phakeletse mo spatela, Ke thulane le ene ke sena go bua le ngaka. Nne ke mo nyaditse mosimane yo, gongwe ga a maswe maswe.”
MmagweD smiled, suprised by her husband’s sudden change of mind.

(At lunch hour, visiting time)

Her parents went in first while Rob waited outside ICU.
Di was connected to machines,tubes surrounded her, she seemed so vulnerable.
They stood beside her bed. Worried.

Her dad held her hand, it felt cold, “Di, Ke rrago ngwanaka,I know you are a fighter, from the day you were born your cry was of a warrior, fight on my girl, I am waiting to see your smile again my Princess.”
MmagweDi: Ke hano Princess Di.
That’s as much as she could afford to say trying to hold back her tears.
They prayed and left.

Rob followed in, he was distraught seeing his girlfriend like that. He stood there and whispered “I am sorry I messed up Lord please,If I had known it would go this far, I wouldn’t have dared. Tsoga tlhemma,just recover from this and take me out of this misery.”
He said a silent prayer and reluctantly left.

Di remained fighting for her life.
A warrior she was, she was slowly getting out of her unconscious state, the team even planned to extubate her the next morning. She was not out of the woods yet but she wasn’t down and out either.
When her parents came that evening,it was all hazy but she could recognize their voices when they spoke to her however she could hardly open her eyes nor mouth to respond. She squeezed her parents hands that evening and that reassured them greatly.

Rob visited the next morning.They had extubated her and she was just on an oxygen mask. He was so relieved. He sat beside her with a smile, “hey fighter, you look much better.”
She could tell it was him although it seemed too heavy for her to open her eyes,her voice was inaudible.
“I am relieved you are getting better, I was so afraid of losing you, imagine hela ke ipolaela mosadi, just because ke tshaba go nna le ngwana. I thought gore mosadi yole o raya gore you just lose the pregnancy without complications, Ke kgwile mathe, I will never entertain that thought, no matter what.”
Her cardiac monitor started beeping loudly, raising an alarm, Rob panicked as the nurse came running. Sorry sir, you can wait outside ke mo thuse.
She briefly alerted the doctor and he advised her to give her a sedative. Her vitals stabilized.
The nurse reassured Rob and recommended that he should give her time to rest.

Rob went home wondering what just happened, if possibly Di heard him, what if he made her worse again? He didn’t mean to confess to her, he prayed she didn’t get any of what he said otherwise it was downhill for him.

(At the hospital later that night)

Di opened her eyes, she looked around and couldn’t ignore her body pains and the uncomfortable feeling on her throat. She removed her oxygen mask, disoriented. In a bit it dawned on her she is in hospital. She thought she was dreaming.
She remembered hearing Rob’s voice. She remembered his confession, could it be true? was she dreaming, it better be just a nightmare…

Part 5 upcoming

*fiction
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Much love ❤️

**this fictional story is meant to sensitize the undesirable consequences of pushing a mother to terminate pregnancy.
it affects the everyone in that woman’s circle…