Farautar Mayu Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

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# COTE D'IVOIRE

# Abengourou Central Hospital

Trembling, I pressed my hands harder against my ears, hoping to block out a voice filled with distress that was piercing through me. But I was deceiving myself, for covering my ears didn't change anything. I reached out, intending to grab a pillow, praying for some relief when the room lights suddenly went out, causing the fan that was cooling me to stop.

I began to feel itchy as mosquitoes and the heat greeted me. That damnable, persistent voice grew louder, pleading for something I didn't understand. "Help me! Please, is there no one?"

I sighed, fumbling for my phone to turn on its flashlight. All my colleagues were fast asleep, exhausted. I got up and headed for the door, turned the handle, and stepped out. To my surprise, the hospital was lit everywhere except in our ward and another room to the east, some distance away.

I just felt my heart urging me to check it out. One, two steps, I moved closer, hearing the voice calling for help more clearly until I reached the door. Just then, the lights in the room came back on. I peeked inside and saw two nurses and a doctor standing over a young woman. In the corner, an elderly woman sat, swaying her legs.

All their gazes turned to me, and I looked back at them.

"Ayodele, what are you doing here? Don't you have work in your department?" the doctor asked. I opened my mouth to speak when I heard a voice say, "Ayodele, please help me, I'm not dead!"

I looked towards where the voice came from and only then noticed the young woman's eyes were closed, as if she were asleep. In amazement, I asked myself, 'Can someone asleep speak?'

"She's dead! We're trying to remove everything from her body, but it's not coming out," the doctor interrupted my thoughts.

"But she just spoke to me, asking for help, saying she's not dead," I said.

They all looked at me with bewilderment, which prompted me to continue, "She's been keeping me awake since earlier with her screams."

"Ayodele?" the doctor called me in a certain tone. He then asked the nurses, "Were you here earlier? Did you hear any screams?" They both shook their heads, indicating no.

He turned his gaze back to me. "Perhaps your ears aren't working properly."

"What's her name?" I asked. "Emeka," one of the nurses replied.

Slowly, I started walking, but before I could reach Emeka, the old woman stood up and blocked my path. "Where are you going? What are you going to do?" she peppered me with questions, giving me a menacing look that pierced through flesh and bone; it was not pleasant at all.

I barely managed to take a breath and bravely looked her in the eye. Suddenly, I saw sheer terror in her eyes, and she quickly moved aside without me knowing why.

I looked at Emeka, then reached out to her face and said, "Emeka?"

"Ayodele, she's dead. What are you doing talking to a corpse like you're crazy?" the doctor interrupted me. Without looking at him, I said, "She's not dead, Doctor! She's in a deep sleep."

"Who put her in a deep sleep? This is a hospital, and we know our job."

"Doctor, whoever put her in this sleep knows what they're doing! Where are her parents?" I asked.

"It's just her and her grandmother. And she's over there, she left," the nurse said.

I looked up and saw that the old woman was no longer there. So, the person I understood was Emeka's grandmother.

"Ayodele, please help me. Give me to my parents. My grandmother doesn't like me, that's why she wants to kill me. She hid my spirit in a metal box and swore she would never release it," I fell silent, listening to Emeka's spirit speaking to me, though I didn't know it was her.

"Doctor, isn't she talking again?"

"Mtsw! Ayodele, get out! I said get out!" the doctor yelled at me harshly.

I took one step and stopped. He angrily continued, "So, you're not leaving?"

In a weak voice, I said, "Can't you see she's holding my hand?"

Their eyes widened. The doctor even put his hand on his head and said, "Ayodele, are you trying to drive me mad? Did you see her holding her?" he asked the nurses, who shook their heads.

I looked at them in amazement, then turned my gaze back to Emeka, who was holding me tightly, shaking her head, tears streaming from her eyes.

"You're the only one who can hear what I'm saying and see what I'm doing. Please, don't listen to them," Emeka said.

Annoyed, the doctor yanked my arm, intending to drag me out forcefully, but he couldn't. The other hand was holding Emeka.

"Doctor, I'm starting to get scared! I think it's true! Look how her hand is stuck as if it's been burned, and... and the bed seems to be moving," the nurse said.

The doctor released my hand and said, "I wouldn't be surprised, because Abeno is full of sorcerers and witches..." Before he could finish, Emeka started to choke. They all rushed to her and set up the monitoring equipment.

As for me, seeing her breathing return, I just slid away.