Angel Of Mine – Episode 16

Angel of mine

by Amanda Mofiat

Ins**t 16

Walking in,side the house, I knew he was going to ask of my whereabouts last night but I wasn’t going to let him ruin my mood. Where was i? I was out with Tiffany, I was actually hanging out with her and she was a good friend to ask me to sleep over at her house. I wasn’t in the mood for my husband’s drama, not yesterday. He chose his mother over me and that was just a bad move. After all we have been through together; he just had to choose her over me. Anyway as I said it before, I walked in,side the house and my husband, he wasn’t in the living room. I went to our room and he wasn’t in,side as well. Mind you I had switched off my phone last night; I didn’t want to entertain him, the reason why I chose to switch it off.

Maybe he went to church with his mother, I thought to myself. I don’t regret what I did yesterday when I walked out on him; he deserved it and yet still owed me an apology. When I told Emily what he almost did, she was surprised. I told her that Jamal had raised his hand to slap me. You could have seen the look on her face, she was surprised and she told me that it was time for me to finally get rid of my mother-in law. Well I was still working on that, I hated his mother with all of my heart and would have killed her when I got the chance to.

I waited for Jamal to walk in,side our room for what seems like forever. Jamal didn’t usually go out on Sundays and so I was a bit worried. Okay I get it, I might have been a little harsh or rude to him but trust me my love for him never faded, I still loved Jamal with all of my heart and he was the best thing that ever happened to me. I tried calling him but his phone kept on ringing and he wasn’t responding, that got me worried a lot as I thought that maybe something bad might have happened to him. Hours later which was at around 3pm, Jamal walked in,side the house with his mother and they were laughing. I was sitting in the dining room watching a movie.

‘Where have you been?’ I asked getting up from the sofa.

‘I am fine Emily. Thank you for asking.’

‘Now I am Emily?’

‘I will give you two some space,’ said his mother and I ignored her.

We waited for her to leave the room before I ask Jamal what was going on and where was he coming from? I turned to look at him and he had this facial expression.

‘What?’

‘In front of my mother Emily. Don’t you have respect for her?’

Oh please the only time I will get to respect that woman is when I am dead, I don’t care about her, in fact to hell with her.

‘Where have you been Jamal?’

He chuckled and I don’t think there was anything funny. Was there?

‘What’s funny?’ I ask him.

‘You know what’s funny Emily? I just went out with my mother and came back home. Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that question? You were not picking up your calls yesterday and do you know how worried I was about your where about. I was extremely worried Emily, the thought of losing you. You coming back home today after having left without saying anything, I am sorry but I think I didn’t do anything wrong here. It’s you I should be asking these questions instead of the other way around. I don’t know what I did for you to end up disrespecting me like that Emily.’

I was quiet all along, not because I had nothing to say but I was utterly shocked. You know what’s shocking me the most? He has never spoken to me in that kind of manner. I am not being a total freak right now but I am just worried that my husband has changed. You know what he did? He didn’t even wait for me to say something. Wasn’t he supposed to like listen to what I wanted to say? I was seriously hurt by his actions towards me. I followed him to our room and he had taken his laundry.

‘I will wash it for you,’ I said to him.

‘No, it’s okay. I will do it,’ he said and by passed me.

He walked out of the room and I just sat on the bed. With tears in my eyes, I wanted to tell him how sorry I was. I know I had too much pride when I just walked out on our conversation last night, I was just mad at him but I didn’t mean to disrespect him. But now I know it’s his mother who is telling him what to do.

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I love Emily and I think I have said that several times but what she did yesterday is something unforgivable. She didn’t sleep at home and even if she was angry at me. Shouldn’t she have at least come back home and we talk about the issue? She just didn’t come back home but she never called, letting me know that she was not coming in. I had to stay up late worrying about her. I didn’t know what to do with her anymore. Right now I just didn’t want to show how mad I was at her, I don’t and I am going to just keep my mouth shut. You know what pisses me off the most? The fact that she had to question of my whereabouts when she herself didn’t sleep at home. If it wasn’t for my mother who told me to calm down, God knows what I would have done. Mum was the one, who suggested that we go to church, that’s how I ended up feeling better after everything. Whilst Emily thinks that it’s because of my mother things are not okay between us, mum is busy defending her. Mum loves Emily very much and up to now I feel so guilty for having believed that she was the one who pushed her. You know I am just trying to get to understand what’s going on with my wife but I feel like she doesn’t want me to know.

I finish washing my clothes and I feel very tired. I just want to eat and rest. I know Emily won’t even cook and I feel bad every time mum does the household chores, she is supposed to be resting but she does everything in,side the house. I walk in,side the house and something smells great. For a minute you know I thought that will be Emily cooking, I don’t remember when last I tasted her food. It’s my mother in the kitchen cooking supper.

‘Mum, what are you doing in here? Where is Emily?’

She just smiled at me and I was pissed off. Where was Emily when mum was cooking? Emily has never cooked since my mother moved in with us and I am tired of her already.

‘She is resting, please don’t fight,’ said my mother with a pleading face.

I wasn’t going to promise anything because right now I wanted to confront her. I told mum that I wasn’t going to question Emily and walked to our room. When I open the door, Emily is busy on her phone and laughing out loud. She is giggling and I don’t know whom she is talking to. I sit on the bed and let her finish off talking. I need to talk to her in a mature manner and I am not going to raise my voice at her. I honestly want to know what’s making her act that way towards everything. She takes longer than I expected and she pretends as if I am not in the room. Minutes later she hangs up and I clear my throat.

‘Emily, why are you not in the kitchen?’

‘What do you mean? Am I supposed to be in the kitchen? Doing what exactly?’

‘Emily, mum is the one cooking and you are here sitting on the bed talking to…’

‘Jamal, I asked if I could wash your clothes and you said you will do it yourself. Why do you want me in the kitchen if you can cook for yourself? Your mother is here. Isn’t she came here to cook for you? I will let her cook and will only resume when she goes back to the village. Leave me alone Jamal, I have had enough of you,’ she said getting up.

Am I wrong to ask my wife why she isn’t in the kitchen? For those who are married, should your mother-in law always do everything because she is staying with you and your husband? I had so many questions running through my head right now that I didn’t know how to answer them. I walked out of the room and went to help mum in the kitchen. She was almost done cooking when I got there and I seriously felt ashamed. I married Emily to do all these things and never for once had I complained when she didn’t cook for me but instead got takeaways. There was a time when I got sick because of always eating takeaways and cold food. I asked Emily if we could find a maid since we both knock off late from work but all hell broke loose when I mentioned the maid part. She didn’t want to hear about it ever again but now since mum was here to rest. Wasn’t she supposed to cook?

I took my mother from the village because she was sick. Put yourself in my shoes. What was I supposed to do? I am her only child and there was no way I was going to let her suffer. I came with her so that she could rest because I know mum, she tends to overwork herself. Something she does to keep her mind occupied, she misses my father and by doing that she misses him less. But then still she works for Emily, she does everything for her. I am caught in a hærd place, I love ,my wife but should I take back my mother back at the village so I can have her back? It seems my wife changed when my mother moved in with us. I am so confused right now and seriously don’t know what to do.

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Amy