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The room was filled with the Baby’s cry, Emeka would hear the cry of the Baby and he was caught up with joy from no where. But, he decided to calm himself until he’s sure what has happened. The door of the theatre opened silently and one of the nurses walked out with some files. She closed the door behind her and tried avoiding the stares of Emeka. She paused for a while pretending to be studying something from the file but on a second thought she walked straight past Emeka but he ran after her

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“Nurse… Nurse… Hope its over?” He asked trying to catch up with the look on her face

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“Of course sir… The Chief will attend to you” she replied still walking towards the stairs.

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“But.. But… Nurse… What’s the…” The nurse didn’t allow him to say more

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“Sir, the Chief will be out and she will attend to you” she turned back to see Chief walking out of the theatre “oh! Mr Emeka, there is the Chief. You can go meet her”

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As if the Chief expected she was going to be the next, she waited by the door while Emeka ran towards her. His face didn’t show fear but a curious man. She has been handling such situations before and she braced up tapping him on the shoulder

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“Madam… What about the baby?” He asked looking into her face but the Chief has been into this for years and she knows how to hide information from her looks

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“Mr Emeka… Your wife had a very successful delivery” she smiled

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“The baby… A boy right?” He smiled broadly

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“She’s a beautiful girl Mr. Emeka… We will soon allow you to see your baby” 

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“A baby girl? But… I thought it was going to be a boy. What happened? God… This is not fair. Nurse are you sure of what you’re saying? Are you sure my child was not replaced? What I need is a boy and not a girl… How do I face people?” He agitated

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The Chief shook in dismay, she took a deep breath looking at Emeka into the eyes trying to see if she could read his heart. What sort of man is this? She thought. A man who only asked about the baby and never the wife, a man who is only interested in the sex of the baby and not really the baby. 

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“Mr. Emeka… We lost your wife. She died in the struggle to bring you a child. Pay up the bills, deal with it” she left him there in his shock.

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…to be continued

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“A George’s Diary Short Story.

© 2016 George Onyedika Nnadozie”

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