Amala makes a promise to her mother, to afford for her the money and make sure she will survive the cancer. Amala starts working hard, cleaning other people’s houses, and getting paid like $ 1,000 a day, the second day, like that. Six days passes and she has been cleaning other people’s houses to receive $ 6,000. Saturday morning, she accompanies her mother, to the hospital for her chemo and pays her chemotherapy. I thought you said, you can’t afford the money? the doctor asks. That’s none of your business, Amala replies with much anger. Let me say this: when you have cancer you’re between life and death, which means you can survive from it or die, so you’re between two things right now. Am afraid also, you’re in a few weeks about to lose your hair, you will have to cut your hair, now that’s it have a good day , take care!. Stephanie leaves, but Amala refuses to leave until she talks with the doctor. please, i beg can’t you do something to keep her alive? Amala asks. cancer does not cure, now go take care of your mom, the doctor said. Amala leaves the doctor’s office sad, mad at the doctor. She arrives at home, has some dinner with her mother and asks her mom, if she thinks she’s going to die; “I don’t know! and stop asking me those kinds of questions!” and then, for the first time, Stephanie shouts to her daughter, she’s stressed she doesn’t want to leave her daughter lonely. She lost everything, she’s over this. Stephanie, excuses herself to her daughter Amala, and asks her to see her into her room. Stephanie and Amala always take a shower before going to bed, Stephanie starts shouting in her shower room, Amala rushes to her mom’s room and checks why she is shouting. Her mom shows her a haircut. Her hair starts cutting down, she asks Amala to cut her hair. The next day, she leaves for her work. She achieved her work, everyone staring at her, interrogating themselves “why would she cut her hair ?”. Stephanie, was shy and she didn’t want to tell her new colleagues why she cutted her hair, she just lied that she was tired of straightening her hair. She asks her boss to explain why she cut her hair. “I have cancer, maybe tomorrow or the next day after tomorrow, I might not attend to work, I will be dead ”. Her boss felt sorry for her and gave her a check of $ 1,000,000 to pay her chemotherapy bill. Stéphanie was filled with great enthusiasm, her boss told her to quit and come back when she’s well health. Stephanie didn’t know how to thank her boss truly. She runed home and tells Amala what happened to her work. Amala was surprised, in the morning she thought, her mother was going to work with a wig on. Amala finally stops cleaning other people’s houses. The next day at 8:00 am, Amala went for an interview to get her dream job to become an orator.
In the evening she came home, happier than ever announcing to her mom that she got the job. But when she opened the front door, she found steps of blood in the hallway through to her mom’s room, she ran faster to see what happened to her mother, when she left. She followed the blood steps through to her mom’s room, and found her mother, Stephanie sleeping in the bathtub with much of her blood terrified. Amala gets her phone quickly and calls urgently 911 for help. They got Stephanie to the hospital in an emergency room, twenty minutes later the doctor came to talk to Amala. “So, how is it going, is she okay?” Amala asks. Yes, but-, Amala interrupted the doctor and asked how many days, years, months, weeks does her mom have left to live?. Excuse yourself can’t you see that i’m talking to you? the doctor shouted to her. Well, I don’t know how long he has to live but just know that we might need to operate on your mother, because she has a lobectomy, where one or more large parts of the lung (called lobes) are removed. So I will suggest this operation because the cancer is just in 1 section of 1 lung because I think her cancer is small and limited to one area of the lung, the doctor explained to her. Is she going to die? Amala demands “ no! and stop asking those kinds of questions!” the doctor spoke and started leaving. In the meanwhile, Amala started going, heading to her boss to resign from her job, because of her mother’s life. She needed to spend the next days only with her mother, and if she’s ill she will be able to start over her dream job again, but she began thinking “where is she going to get some money to buy some food and so on?”. Days passed since Amala doesn’t sleep, eat or work. She has decided to stay at the hospital until when her mother Wakes up. It is 6:00 am and Amala has decided to go and stay a while with her mother in the hospital with some flowers , feed her and help with anything if she needs help. The doctor comes around, Amala begins asking the doctor whether her mother will be able to go home. Oh jeez! Amala really rushes things, can you take it slow please? the doctor begged Amala. Look, I really understand that you’re worried about your mother. You don’t want to lose her like your three parents before, the doctor expressed. Saturday, she will be okay to return home, and come back on next Saturday to give your mother her results, the doctor said. Amala was afraid to see what her mom’s results would say,with her terrified eyes. wait- thank you have a good day, the doctor interrupted and left. Amala was confused, how does the doctor know that she has parents that passed away. She stopped the doctor and interrogated him about how he knows, she was so curious. On the internet, the doctor said. you searched me on the internet? Amala asked. Well you’re famous and everyone can search you and stop asking questions, you really talk much! the doctor yelled everyone stared at him. Amala, for her she was surprised she never knew she was that famous, but she still asks herself “who posted the information about her parents death?”.