In the honeymoon suit at Jolly island, Aziza opened her eyes to a familiar scene of Steve’s loving emerald eyes staring at her.
“How many times should I tell you that is so creepy, Mr President?” she asked, yawning.
“I can’t help it, My First Lady is so alluring” he said mischievously pinning her under him, his manhood already erect.
Aziza wanted to object, it was too early and she had not brushed her teeth but the pleasure of having him inside her, their hearts beating against each other was compared to none. She found herself opening her legs wider, surrendering herself completely to him. Steve groaned, too aroused, his climax closer than he wanted.
“It’s okay Steve” Aziza said, noticing the strain in his fa
Approximately two weeks after their wedding, Steve came out of the bedroom down and confused. “Az, what’s this?” he asked, showing her a small white packet.Aziza’s mouth opened and closed, no words coming out. She had forgotten to hide the packet from him.“Az?” he called her name with questioning eyes, his heart already sinking. He was starting to wonder if he completely misunderstood her. Aziza sighed “It’s birth control pills” she responded softly avoiding eye contact.“I can see that. I am just confused, Az. I thought we both wanted kids” he said softly.“We ..do” Aziza hesitated.
Lucy was so nervous, sweat was dripping down her face. Her son sat next to her, just as nervous but this was something they had to do in order to finally leave in peace.“Good…Good day Mr President and First Lady” Lucy stammered, unable to hide her anxiety.Aziza took in a deep breath and held on Steve’s hand. The two people in front of her looked so guilty to her.“Good morning Lucy” Steve responded calmly, his tone shocking even Aziza. “I believe you have been trying to get hold of me?” he added.Steve’s tone calmed Lucy’s nerves and gave her the courage to continue “Yes, Sir. This is my son Luke, he is an Obstetrician and Gynaecologists specialist” she said.
Few minutes later, baby Unity was fast asleep. She had her feeds minutes before her parents walked in. Steve carefully placed her in her cot and pulled his stunned wife in his arms. “Are you okay?” he asked tenderly. Aziza had watched baby Unity the whole time without a word.Aziza nodded, still speechless overwhelmed by emotions. It was not a dream. Her baby was really alive and healthy. She mourned so much for her, even broke down but here she was right in front of her. The cute, peaceful precious gift sleeping soundly was her baby.“She has your beautiful eyes”Aziza said softly, watching her daughter sleep.“Remember how I always said you were the most beautiful girl in the world? I am sorry babe, you have to settle for a second place now” Steve said with a grin.
News about baby Unity traveled very fast. One or two employees leaked the story, within few minutes the hospital was buzzing with reporters trying to sneak into the neonatal unit and get a glimpse of the miracle baby. Inside the unit, Aziza and Peter were doing their best to calm down an enraged Steve who wanted to tear Professor Green apart. Once he read the notes emailed to him by one of the staff on the several occasions the professor made writing off his daughter, he was ready to squeeze the life off the old man. The hospital management who were alerted by the media that the president and first lady were in their hospital had washed their hands and denied ever supporting the professor in deciding to stop the treatment for baby Unity. They were all acting so shocked and appalled by the professor’s behaviour that they immediately fired the old man and ironically gave Dr Smith the position, the same person whose salary they d
Six months later, baby Unity Lucy Marlone was still the most talked about baby. Her cute photographs were everywhere. The ULM foundation Aziza started on her behalf was thriving with a significant impact on people’s lives. Ordinary citizens could donate baby items used or old to the foundation and those in need could walk in to choose what they needed. Jerome’s new album dedicated to the little superstar was doing so well, the billions made from it would run the foundation for years to come. The rescue wing also saw a lot of babies who would have been dumped anywhere saved. Social workers worked around the clock to find suitable homes for those precious little ones. By the end of the fourth month, it was clear to Aziza that there was no way she would be able to return to her job. The First Lady duties and ULM foundation kept her so busy Steve had to intervene now and then. Luckily for him, with all the support structure and the trustworthy people he surrounded himself wi
Nine months later, Aziza groaned in pain as contractions ripped through her, each wave more severe than the one before. Steve helplessly rubbed her back while the midwife’s and Dr Hail got ready for the unexpected delivery. She should have known better but everything had gone smoothly the whole nine months, they had put their guts down, took a chance to visit Steve’s parents out of town but then her water broke two hours away from their hospital. She was meant to have a cesarean section because of her previous one and the multiple babies she was carrying. Her operation was booked for the following week but it seemed the little ones decided to come earlier. Now fully dilated, no room for any pain medication, the hospital team had no choice but deliver the babies the natural route.“I can’t hold on anymore” Aziza screamed, already dreanched in sweat as her pelvic bones shifted to make way for the new
In the hospital neonatal unit, Dr Smith finished checking the triplets out. “Congratulations Mr President, your babies are healthy and ready to go home” she beamed. She loved seeing healthy babies.“Thanks Doc, is it fine if they stay here longer. Their mother is..” Steve explained but could not complete his sentence. Just speaking about Aziza made him emotional.“Certainly, Sir” Dr Smith responded sympathetic. “The First Lady is a warrior with the whole country vouching for her, she will make it” she added. She aught not give hope she had no control over but could not help herself. Steve and Aziza’s story was well known, like Shake Spear’s Romeo and Juliet. She could only hope that their end is not as tragic, especially with now four children to raise.&ldqu
Christmas eve marked Four days of Aziza in the intensive care unit. She had not improved but had not deteriorated either. Steve remained by his wife’s side more hopeful than before that Aziza will pull through. Speaking to a lot of people restored his hopes. Not hearing bad news from the doctors was also reassuring except he did not know that they counselled his family behind his back. Everyday he moved from his wife to his children with lots of energy and cheerful heart until a call from his deputy President shuttered every hope he had. His deputy happened to be in Steve’s office when John and Steve’s father called the secretary asking him to forward them the policies and protocols should the First Lady or the president be no more. Out of concern the deputy had called Steve to check on Aziza’s condition, unintentionally revealing Steve’s worse nightmare. He did not need to ask John or his father what they were up to, he knew exactly what they were tryi