"Why not visit the HR today and remind him?" Anabel suggested and just then, the older woman received a call.
"Your mother's health is at risk. You need to pay up for the surgery or you will have Your to blame." A feminine voice spoke from the other side of the phone. The older woman was about to say something and the call went off.
"I just recieved a call from the hospital. They said my mother's health have changed and needed to undergo surgery immediately. I will visit the HR once I'm done cleaning." Anabel could see how scared and sore she look.
"Yes, you need to. Tell her it's urgent."
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The older woman stepped into the the HR office. She was done with her cleaning routine. The manager was talking with the HR romantically when she walked in.
"Hey! What are you doing here!" She scolded her. "Can't you see I'm with someone."
"I'm sorry Ma'am, but it's urgent. I received a call that my mother's health have worsen. Please I need the health benefit card for the surgery."
"It's not ready yet."
"It normally takes one week to get approved. It's over two months now. Please give it to me. My mother needs this card for her surgery." She begged.
"Do you really think you deserve the card? You are just a janitor. No one gives a shit about you. You are just a slave here. That card have over five hundred thousand dollars. I will not give it to you." The HR said. "Now get the hell out of my office."
"Please, ma'am, Don't do this to me. I will lose my mother if you don't give it to me."The woman begged.
"You are in your fourties. Your mother must be old. Why will we waste that huge amount of money on her?" The HR said.
"My mom will clock sixty years by next two months. My mom is everything to me. She's precious to me. Please, help me." She continued to beg. Anabel was waking across the office and heard their voice. She turned towards the office.
"Oh! I can see! Your mom was fifteen when she gave birth to you." The manager said..
"She must be a product of a single mother. poor people." The HR added.
"Please, this is not time for this. My mother's health is at stake. Just give me the money let me go."
"Oh! Are you demanding for it? Do you think it's your right. This is just a privilege. You have to beg for it. Go down on your knees and beg for it." The HR said and Anabel watched as the woman knelt down immediately.
"I'm begging you please. I need this card. My mother is dying." She begged with tears.
"Manager?, Do you think we should give her?" The HR asked the manager.
"The money is huge. But as good persons we are. Let's pity her and give it to her." The manager said.
"Good. Let's get it." The HR nodded and opened her drawer. The woman was happy, seeing that she will be able to save her mom finally.
The HR got the card and stretched out her hand. "Here is the card." The woman stretched her band to take it and she withdrew his hand.
"What happened? I thought you wanted to give it to me?"
"You really think so." The HR asked. "You pathetic janitor. You can never have the card. Your mother can rot in hell. No one cares."
"I will commit suicide if you don't give it to me."
"Is that a treat." The HR asked. "Stop talking as if you are anything special. You are just a pieces of shit. No one cares. You can jump right off a bridge and nothing will change. We will just replace you with another poor fellow."
Anabel couldn't take it and decided to come it. "Why are you belittling her."
"Hey! who called you here? I thought you have been blacklisted to be fired?" The manager asked.
"I guess I've not been fired yet. Why are you doing this to her? Give her the card? She's entitled to it." Anabel said.
"Shut up, new comer!" The HR shouted at her. "Don't let me punish you before kicking you out. Mind how you talk to the manager."
"Don't mind her. She's never a treat. Besides, she will be leaving soon."
"This is unacceptable. She's a full time worker. You can't deny her the card. Her mother is dying."
"Health allowance card is meant for top workers. And for feeling entitled, you give me no choice than to destroy it." The manager said and bent the card, then twisted it till it broke into two. "Now what will you do? Report to the senior manager or to the CEO?"
"Why will you do this to me?" The woman cried and fell on the floor. It was as if her life had ended. There was no hope anymore.
"This is the highest of it. Two of you will pay for this. I will make sure they company sanctioned two of you."
"When you are leaving today? This is the last day you will step into this company." The HR said.
"Please get up. I will help help you." She tried to pull her up but she couldn't. "I'm going to help you pay the bill." This statement caused the HR and the Manager to burst into laughter.
"The poor wants to help the poor. How ridiculous." The HR mocked.
"How will you help me. You just started work." The woman asked. At this moment, Anabel decided to reveal herself. She couldn't keep up with the act.
"This is my card." She brought out her black card. "I have enough money to help you."
"I black card?" The HR said and snatched it from her. "A janitor with a black card?" She laughed.
"There is only ten people in the world who have this card. How can a stinky janitor own this card if she doesn't steal it." The manager said.
"So you are not only a janitor. You are also a thief. This is your first day at work and you have started stealing already. Where did you get that card?" The HR asked.