At the Federal Hospital Abuja:
Nabila whispered:
“Look at Doctor Sadeeq… honestly, no man is finer than him in this whole hospital.”
Atika sighed:
“If you knew how I feel about him… When I see him, it’s like my heart gets injected with love. He’s the cure to my loneliness.”
Nabila laughed:
“Be careful before the wives of doctors perform surgery on you because of jealousy.”
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CHAPTER 03 – WHO IS DR. SADEEQ?
A calm man—calmer than words.
Thirty years old. Handsome, well educated.
Studied from primary to secondary in Abuja, then moved to India for his degree, master’s, internship, and specialized medical training.
He has only one true friend—Dr. Kamal.
They grew up together, studied the same course, now both senior doctors.
Sadeeq was raised in Abuja though he is originally from Kano.
His mother, Hajiya Zainab, raised him and his sisters Na’eema and Nazifa with dignity.
His father’s second wife, Hajiya Binta, had three daughters: Layla, Na’iba, and Sakina.
Though from different mothers, Sadeeq treated them all equally with kindness.
His family was wealthy and respected—but his father and stepmother looked down on poor people.
Sadeeq was the opposite.
Gentle, humble, tidy, compassionate.
Patients called him “The Calm Doctor.”
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One day after hospital rounds, he received an email titled “Emergency Work.”
A two-month assignment in a far village:
Modirre, Yola South, Adamawa State.
He felt this was destiny. He booked his flight and began packing.
As he prepared, someone knocked.
Atika entered, smiling. She said:
“Sir, I’ve been transferred under your supervision to Adamawa. How should we prepare?”
Without looking directly at her, he replied softly:
“Get ready… for your own way.”
Then closed the door.
She stood frozen, whispering angrily:
“This man! Who does he think he is?”
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