Her adoptive parents and sister kept a round-the-clock vigil at Rosangela’s bedside, waiting apprehensively for her to wake up. However, after hours went by, Rosangela hadn’t regained consciousness yet, and the Sinclairs grew more and more anxious.
“Why isn’t my daughter awake yet, Doctor?” Rosetta Sinclair asked the doctor who was examining her adopted daughter, Rosangela, for the umpteenth time.
“Please cool it, Mrs. Sinclair! Your daughter will wake up soon.” The doctor tried calming her down but it seemed to be having the opposite effect.
“You have been saying that since yesterday but the fact of the matter is that she hasn’t woken up yet until now,” Rosetta snarled at the doctor.
“We have worked over the patient, but we couldn’t find anything wrong with her. So I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before she recovers consciousness,” the doctor explained.
“If there’s really nothing wrong with my daughter, why hasn’t she come round yet?” Rosetta demanded furiously.
“I’m sorry, but there’s nothing we can do at the moment, Mrs. Sinclair. You’ll just have to be patient and wait till your daughter regains consciousness,” said the doctor.
“What do you mean, you can’t do anything? You are a doctor. Do something to bring my daughter round!” Rosetta bellowed.
“Pull yourself together, Rosetta! Just shouting at the doctor isn’t going to be a lot of help. All we can do now is wait and pray that Rosanne will recover consciousness soon,” Marlon tried to mollify his wife.
“Yes, Mom,” their daughter, Marirosa chipped in, “There’s no point in getting angry. I’m certain that Rosanne will wake up presently.”
“I’ll only relax after Rosanne comes to,” Rosetta said petulantly.
“Please just wait a bit more, Mrs. Sinclair!” the doctor entreated, “I’m sure your daughter will regain consciousness before long. But if there’s no change in the patient’s condition overnight, we’re going to give her a thorough examination once again to find out what’s wrong with her.”
Rosetta was just about to protest when her husband pre-empted her with a polite remark, “Thank you, Doctor. I know you have tried your best to treat my daughter, and I really appreciate it. Now, all we can do is wait patiently till our daughter wakes up.”
“Don’t mention it.” The doctor said courteously. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I still have to check on other patients.”
“Yes, please,” said Marlon.
With a nod and a small smile, the doctor spun on his heel and lastly walked out the door.
“Why the blazes did you let the doctor go? I haven’t done speaking with him yet, you know,” Rosetta complained.
Instead of giving an answer to his wife’s angry question, Marlon suggested, “You look tired out, Honey. You’d better go home now and have a rest while I and Marie will keep watch over Rosanne.”
“No, I don’t want to go home,” Rosetta refused, “I want to stay here and look after Rosanne myself.”
“But Mom, you’ll only wear yourself out if you carry on staying in the hospital. You need to go home and get some rest,” Marirosa tried to persuade her mother.
“No, Marie! I don’t want to leave your sister’s side. I want to be the one whom Rosanne sees the minute she wakes up,” Rosetta insisted.
“Didn’t you hear what the doctor said?” Marlon’s voice rose angrily. “He could not tell for certain when Rosanne will wake up. So, stop being stubborn and go home now! It’s useless for you to stay here.” “Dad is right, Mom. You’d better go home and take a rest now. I am sure Rosanne would be unhappy if she saw you tire yourself out like this,” Marirosa tried to convince her mother.
Rosetta heaved a long sigh. “Fine. I’ll go home now.”
A smile of satisfaction spread slowly across Marlon’s face. “Good!”
He then turned to face his daughter and told her, “Marie, you stay here and look after your sister while I drive your mother home, OK?”
She nodded her head in agreement. “All right, Dad.”
“Bye for now, Sweetheart! I’ll be back in an instant,” Marlon promised.
“Bye for now, Dad!” Marirosa responded.
“See you, Sweetie! Inform me at once if there are any changes in your sister’s condition, all right?” her mother requested.
Marirosa nodded. “Sure, Mom.”
“All right, Honey, we’d better get moving now,” Marlon talked to his wife.
“Okay, let’s go,” she agreed.
Marirosa and her parents lastly said their goodbyes. Next, Marlon put his arm around his wife’s waist and steered her out of the room, shutting the door after them.
Immediately her parents left, Marirosa dived into her bag and took out a romantic novel before she settled down on the sofa just across from Rosangela’s hospital bed and began to read.
All of a sudden, Marirosa had an urge to answer the call of nature. Setting her book down on the coffee table, she quickly got up off the sofa and made towards the bathroom.
No sooner had Marirosa entered the bathroom than the door to Rosangela’s hospital room blew open and a hooded person walked in. The person padded across the room to Rosangela’s hospital bed and stopped beside her head. Leaning over, the person passed their hand across Rosangela’s forehead and whispered something in her ear.
After doing her business, Marirosa finally stepped out of the bathroom. Her mouth fell open in a gape of astonishment as she saw the state of her adoptive sister.
“ROSANNE!” she screamed.