“MY PRIDE, MY HEART-ATTACK…

“MY PRIDE, MY HEART-ATTACK…” – By Greatman

“Julius! Julius!” She screamed,

I had to jump up for a response because I was in a relaxing position in the driver’s seat of the car. It was so sudden a call that my mind was blown off point. I wondered why she would hastily rush out of the house in that manner, shouting my name at the same time.

“Please follow me to the house!” Sandra said in a fretful state, with shaky fingers as if she has eaten something red-hot.

“What is it? What’s the problem?”

“It’s Oga oh! Oga don fall for ground!” she replied, before I knew it, she has rushed back into the house, hurriedly. In such confusion, I have to know what’s happening inside the main building. When I got in, lo and behold! I saw some guests gathered around chief, fanning him to consciousness. I was extremely dumb-founded as to what will make Chief be lying unconscious on the floor, was it that he suffocated in an air-conditioned house? I don’t think so…

Basically, the only thing I could remember was that Chief’s son – Mike, just came back from abroad, after finishing his studies and to celebrate his return, Chief decided to host a big party in the family house at Lekki phase 2. It was around 4:05 p.m., on Saturday evening when I brought Chief back from the office, so he could prepare for the party, he was hale and hearty. Afterwards, guest started trooping in, family, friends, office members and neighbors with exotic cars and attires. As for me, I am only a driver; so I just have to relax in the car and wait in case Madam needs my service. It was while I was relaxing in the car that Sandra came shouting my name. She is the cook of the house, and she has been working for them for some time now.

Storried My Pride My Heart Attack

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I have been Chief Babatunde Johnson’s personal driver for 8 years and some months. He owns the biggest private hospital in Lagos State, located at 15, Alfred Rewane Street, Ikoyi. His beautiful wife, Chief Mrs. Fumilayo is an A-class beautician and also a legal practitioner. They have just one son – Mike. Michael as the only child enjoyed luxury, care, and extreme pampering especially when he was a teenager. He got almost all he wanted. After all, it is not easy to be Chief. Dr. Babatunde’s son. I felt bad when I heard that ‘small Oga’ – Mike, was travelling abroad for his studies. At least I knew he was going to study Medicine and Surgery in the United States. Chief needed Mike to be a Medical Doctor so that he will be in a good position to take over from him as Chief Medical Director of his hospital. Mike was his pride, his joy, his strength, his everything.

And now, when the guests have gathered to celebrate the day he had always dreamt of, Chief is lying helplessly on the floor. Everyone was running helter-skelter, looking confused and kinky. Then suddenly, I saw Chief’s Personal Assistant from the office rushing down the stairs, I hurriedly ran to him, asking him what happened.

“Can you imagine? That stupid boy—Mike, opened his mouth to tell his father that he is now a graduate of Music” Mr. Paul said, “As soon as the poor man heard that, he collapsed; I think he has a heart attack.” As I opened my mouth wide in shock, I saw an ambulance drive into the compound and they carried Chief into it and drove off… I don’t know what will happen next…

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“MY PRIDE, MY HEART-ATTACK…

By Greatman

“Julius! Julius!” She screamed,

I had to jump up for a response because I was in a relaxing position in the driver’s seat of the car. It was so sudden a call that my mind was blown off point. I wondered why she would hastily rush out of the house in that manner, shouting my name at the same time.

“Please follow me to the house!” Sandra said in a fretful state, with shaky fingers as if she has eaten something red-hot.

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