Inside the presidential hospital room…
As the name implies, presidential. It was a luxurious hospital room and couldn't be compared to the hospital room Sophia and Cynthia were kept in earlier.
It was like a VIP bedroom. So enormous and expensive with the colour of a blue paint on the wall and blue colored curtains surrounding the three windows.
A very large television with its body in gold color was hung on the wall opposite a very large sized bed Sophia was laid on.
Two portable air conditioners were also fixed on the wall opposite each other while the enomous bed was in-between them.
A fancy luxurious and portable fan was beautifully arranged by the side of the room.
The sparkles that came from the tiled floor were glittering and were eye catching. It was an evidence that the cleaners were doing a great job.
It was already noon and as usual, Cynthia would always seat beside her friend hoping to see her get well.
Cynthia feared the most the moment she realized many days had already passed but her friend wasn't getting any better. At that moment, Cynthia was a morose. Her eyebrows were lowered and pulled a bit close together. The corners of their mouth were drawn downwards, showing how sad she was. Even though she knew crying wouldn't help, she still couldn't help it because those tears never stopped dropping. Her tears dropped slowly from her eyes down to her cheek and to the ground.
As she sat beside Sophia, she took her phone and was about to dial a number. She got confused if she should call her boss or not.
'calling him won't make any difference. My mind is already made up to receive a quit letter from him if he offers me any or probably punish me as usual. Well, which ever one it may be, I'm in for it." Cynthia spoke inwardly to herself as she took a deep sigh of relief.
Swiftly, she heard the hospital room telephone ring. The telephone was hung on the wall, beside the entrance door of the room. She continued to seat as she watched and heard the telephone ring multiple times. She kept wondering who the caller was and she knew the call was definitely for her and Sophia because each presidential hospital room had a telephone inside it.
She stood from her seated position and was about walking towards the ringing telephone. "Sister…" Cynthia heard a voice call her.
In curiosity, Cynthia turned back as she burst into a serious cry. It was tears of joy.
In excitement and surprise, "Sister?..." Cynthia called out and immediately ran to Sophia and when she got to her, she quickly gave her a very long and passionate hug and Sophia on the other hand didn't return the hug.
At this moment, Cynthia didn't bother about the ringing telephone. Whoever was calling should either stop calling or continue calling. That wasn't Cynthia's concern now.
Cynthia still hugging Sophia, she spoke in a weak tone which sounded like a whisper. Her voice was crooked due to how often she had cried.
"I have missed you, sister." Said Cynthia as she continued to hug Sophia, caressing her face so gently like an adult would caress the face of a little child.
She knew Sophia hadn't recovered fully but hearing Sophia call her sister after so many days of lying half dead gladdened her heart.
Meanwhile, as Cynthia continued to hug Sophia, she wasn't expecting her to say more words. She was still in her early stage of recovery any way.
"Thank you for coming back to me." Cynthia spoke in the most emotional tone as she held Sophia by the head and gave her a peck on her forehead.
"Welcome back sister." She said smiling as she wiped away her tears but it was funny that her tears were too stubborn to stop.
In that state of happiness, she ran out to call the doctor.
"I will be right back sister." Said Cynthia as she gave Sophia multiple kisses on the face which Sophia didn't react to it before she quickly ran out of the room.
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