Semua Bab Alacrimia: Bab 31 - Bab 40

11:46 am, September 20,Tokyo, Japan.'I wish I could speak more than three languages,' Mide suddenly said.'Shh, what did you say?' Eartha whispered, not taking her eyes away from the screen.'I wish I could speak more languages,' Mide reiterated, rolling his eyes. 'I wasn't being loud now.''You were,' Eartha argued, still not taking her eyes away from the big screen. Then she leaned against her husband's arm and continued to watch the subtitled movie.That they had been able to take time off work to come to the movies was a miracle in its self and she wished to savour every moment, like fine wine, to the last drop. She couldn't even remember the last time they'd gone out together like this. Maybe during their courtship.If they hadn't been moved they probably wouldn't have had time to come here. Their host company had had their residence moved to a new location today and they had had the day off.Okamoto, a bus

'Hey.' China but a hand soothingly on her back. 'It's gonna be alright.' The doctor observed them for a few seconds in silence. 'And I heard of your parent's case. Do not despair, Eni iyi, they will be back soon.' Eniiyi mentally palmed her face. Why had she even bothered to correct him? 'Thank you, sir.' 'I wasn't aware that they now have Biology in Primary School curriculum now,' the man said in thought. 'How the world is changing.' 'So where was I? Oh, yes. The third feature is Achalasia; a disorder that affects the ability to move food through the weasand; the oesophagus. What makes your own case rare is that most people with TAS, most times, have all the three, some two, but never one. And it is only one you've exhibited so far. I'm still going to carry out some tests on you, but it's quite obvious that you're not suffering from Addison's or Achalasia. O

'However they helped us to put a call through to them but it didn't go through, which was expected, considering they're not even in Nigeria. Then they sent them an email but we were informed few days ago that it has remained unread and they haven't gotten any reply back.' 'What about Uncle Felix? You have to find him, he has my parent's new numbers!' 'We have not been able to find him either. Lagos is a very big place and there are many people called—' he brought out a sheet of paper from his file and read '—Femi Makanjuola.' Eniiyi sighed. 'And you do not know what he does?' China spoke up. 'He builds houses, he's a civil engineer,' Lastborn said. 'No, he's not. He's an architect, he designs buildings.' Eniiyi glared at him. They had argued about the first time they were asked too. 'Em . . . maybe he's a civil engineer. They

The rest of the day was spent having more fun. When they left the funfair Mrs Okenwa took them out for lunch and then they went to the cinema. So, it was very dark by the time they arrived home. Mrs Okenwa quickly fixed them a meal and they all dug into it with gusto. Then they packed their dishes to the kitchen and Lastborn washed them, while Eniiyi went to turn on the TV. China changed the baby's diapers and went to the laundry room to wash some clothes. 'About what I said in the morning, that Baby Kanayo will say my name soon? I want to start working on it tomorrow,' Eniiyi said when Lastborn came to join her at the TV several minutes later. 'Sha be deceiving yourself there.' He rolled his eyes. 'You think it's that easy? He hasn't known us for that long to memorize our names—' 'Be talking like you know babies more than me.' It was Eniiyi's turn to roll her eyes. 'What? I do. You forget where I come from. You, is it that stuck up pl

The annoying buzzer rang again, this time signalling closing hours. Why did everything have to be harsh in secondary school? She thought, rolling her eyes. If she knew how a dying chipmunk sounded, the school buzzer's sound wasn't very different from it. The ICT teacher packed her books and bade the class goodnight. Eniiyi paused from doodling in her ring-binder jotter and packed her books in her backpack. 'Do you live far away?' the twins asked. She shook her head and strapped on her school bag. 'It's eighteen minutes away by private car,' she said, remembering what Mrs Okenwa had said earlier. 'Really? We live far away. About thirty minutes from here,' said Chidera, the boy. 'Oh,' said Eniiyi, not knowing what else to say. The first class they'd had that day was Maths and the teacher had made each person introduce t