Angel Of Mine – Episode 17

Angel of mine

By Amanda Mofiat

Episode 17

I wake up early in the morning and I don’t feel well. My son has already left for work and I think Emily is still in,side the house. I don’t know if she is going to work or not. Things hadn’t been okay between the two of them and I can’t help it but think that it is my fault. I mean ever since I moved in with them, things started falling into place. I walk out of my room minutes later and I have got this terrible headache. I could have told my son that I wasn’t feeling but for now he had so many things to worry about, I didn’t want him to worry about me and so I chose not to say anything. I hear Emily calling out for Jamal from their bedroom and when I try to respond, she walks in,side the dining room all dressed up. I guess ready for work.

She has this angry look on her face and I am sure she is ready to say something bad to me. I am used to the treatment,

‘Good morning,’ I greet her and she just rolls her eyes at me and clicks her tongue.

I sit down on the sofa.

‘Aren’t you supposed to be cleaning the house?’

‘I am not feeling well today, I have got a terrible headache.’

‘You are now making excuses, anyway who cares I am off to work.’

‘Do you happen to have any pain killers?’

She stops on her trucks and turns to look at me.

‘You want the pills?’

‘Please something that can make me feel better, I hærdly slept today.’

‘Yeah maybe I should give you a poison so that you can die. I don’t have any pain killers and even if I had, I wouldn’t have given them to you. What for?’

With that said, she walked out of the house and I just sat on the sofa contemplating on what just happened. If I did anything wrong to this child, I only asked God to forgive me. I have never had anyone who wished for my death, someone who wanted me dead but Emily did. I went back to my room when the headache got worse. I felt guilty for not being able to cook for my son or clean their house but it was just so hærd for me to do any work. I slept on the bed and I couldn’t quiet rest because I was feeling hungry. I could have asked Emily to cook for me but I just couldn’t do that as well. Its times like these, I really wished I was at the village and had someone to cook for me, that was a definite thing but here if I didn’t cook or my son, I wasn’t getting any food.

I don’t know how I fell asleep but I was awakened by Jamal who was shaking me.

‘Your body is very hot. What’s wrong?’

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When I walked in,side the house from work, Mum wasn’t in the living room and so that got me worried. Instead of me checking on my wife, I decided to see mum, I sort of felt as if something bad had happened to her. When I opened the door to her room, the light was off and when I switched it on, mum was sleeping on the floor. Seeing her in that state got me really scared that I just placed the laptop bag on the floor and shook her. I could feel that her body temperature was high and she was sweating when it was actually cold that day.

‘Your body is very hot. What’s wrong?’

She struggles to get up and so I help her out.

‘I have got a terrible headache since last night.’

‘Why didn’t you tell me?’

‘I didn’t want to worry you.’

‘Mum you are in my house and I am always worried about you. You should have told me that you were not feeling well,’ I say to her, ‘Where is Emily?’

‘I don’t know.’

I didn’t wait for mum to say anything more and walked out of her room to my bedroom. At least she could have told me that she wasn’t feeling well, I could never be extremely busy for my mother. I will always be there for her and it just hurt me that I was so busy with work not knowing that mum wasn’t feeling well. When I open the door, Emily is sitting on the bed eating something and busy giggling. Her eyes are focused on the phone. I don’t know what really got into me. Maybe because I had had enough of her, or maybe I had been too soft on her but I just found myself grabbing her phone and throw it against the wall. Yes I left her in utter shock but did she know that my mother wasn’t feeling well?

‘Jamal, what the f**k is wrong with you?’

‘Did you f**ken know that my mother wasn’t feeling well?’

‘So you just destroyed my phone because of your mother? You must be crazy Jamal, so crazy,’ she said getting off the bed.

‘Emily my mother is in her room right now and her body temperature is high. She hasn’t eaten anything since morning and you are here busy on the phone giggling Emily.’

She laughs out loud and I don’t see anything funny with what I had said.

‘Am I the one who asked you to take her from the village? Jamal, I beg, I have had enough of you and your whining mother. Can’t I have some space or no some break in my own house. If she was sick, why didn’t she go to the hospital? Doesn’t she have legs?’ she clicked her tongue and almost walked to the door when I grabbed her hand.

‘Let me go Jamal,’ she said trying to break free but I was holding it so tight that it wasn’t going to be easy for her to break free from the grip.

Why was it so hærd for Emily to love my mother? I never treated her mother so badly but the way she mistreated my mother, it was heartbreaking. Right now I am angry at her, I am angry that I can easily slap her but I take a deep breath before letting her hand go. I know my mother didn’t raise me that way, she didn’t raise me to beat up a woman and my father wasn’t an abuser as well. The way Emily is acting towards my mother it’s what making me want to become this monster but I walked out of the room.

I walked out of the room because one minute in there, I don’t know what I will do to Emily. I grab my car keys and went to take mum from her room. She is still lying on the floor.

‘Were you fighting with Emily?’

‘No, mum.’

I lie to her and I know she doesn’t believe me. I walk with her to the car and soon we are outside, we get in,side the car and drives off to the hospital where she will be treated. I didn’t tell Emily where I was going, it’s not like she cared about my mother. If she really cared about her, then she would have at least rushed with her to the hospital before I came in. The doctor said that mum was going to sleep at the hospital under observation. He told me that I made a great job by bringing her early at the hospital otherwise I could have lost her. It was an infection on her leg that was causing the sickness.

I decided to sleep at the hospital in case her condition changes and I was expecting Emily to come over at the hospital. I know I was supposed to go to work tomorrow morning but then why would I go knowing that mum wasn’t feeling well. I slept in her room, holding her hand. In times like these I wish there was a maid at home. I didn’t want her to eat take way food once she wakes up but something home cooked. I decided to leave the hospital the next following day, early in the morning and mum was still sleeping. It could have been the drug that the doctor gave her that made her sleep that much; at least she wasn’t going to wake up with a headache. I drove home in a high speed. I first wanted to take a shower before I start cooking. When I walked in,side the house, Emily wasn’t in the living room. I was about to walk to our bedroom when I heard her calling out my name. I turned to look at her and she was wearing an apron.

‘Good morning,’ she greeted.

I am not someone who holds any grudges and will I never ignore my wife.

‘Good morning,’ I said and was about to head where I was going when she called out my name.

‘Can you please sit down with me?’ she said to me and I went to sit with her on the sofa.

Like I said before, I am not someone who holds any grudges. Emily is still my wife and despite of everything I still love her, I just want her to change so that I won’t end up choosing. I loved my mother too and I wasn’t going to let her mistreat her as long as I was alive, that was never going to happen.

‘I would like to apologies for my behavior lately that was uncalled for.’

To be honest I had been waiting for her to say that but my question now: Was she being honest? I looked at her and I know she could tell that I didn’t trust her.

‘I am sorry Jamal and I mean it. I know what I have been doing to your mother is bad. Mistreating her and all of that, I am a jealous person.’

‘Emily, she is my mother.’

‘I know and I am sorry,’ she held my hand, ‘I just felt threatened by her presence in this house. The thought of you giving her more attention, I don’t even know why I was thinking that way when you love me that much. I am sorry babe,’ she said to me and I had to forgive her.

She is my wife after all and maybe she is willing to change.

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Amy