Angel Of Mine

Angel Of Mine – Episode 26

Angel of mine

By Amanda Mofiat

Ins**t 26

MONTH LATER

I have been calling him nonstop and his phone has been taking me to voicemail, right now I am very much pissed off. I don’t know why he is ignoring me. What if I was in trouble? What if something bad had happened to me and he was busy ignoring my call. He walks in the house and I look at the watch, its past 8. He is always home before that time but today he is late and I don’t know why but I am yet to find out.

‘Where the hell have you been Jamal?’ I shout at him.

I am not in the mood for any drama but right now I have to know where he is coming from and why he was ignoring my calls.

‘Its past 8 and you should have been home by 6pm. Where were you and with who? Was it Angela?’

He looks at me and shakes his head. It must have been her because she came back few days ago to help Ernest with something at the hospital; I was keeping tabs on her. Don’t judge me because I am protecting what’s mine and I had seen couple of pictures of Angela in his phone together with his mother, pictures sent by that slut Mai Chido. Maybe Angela was aware of it and she must have been the one who asked Mai Chido to send the photos.

‘Answer me, damn it!’ I yell some more.

He doesn’t expect me to just let it pass. He bloody came back home late and he better have a good explanation on why he is late. He doesn’t say anything and right now I am mad as hell. I hit his head and he just get up.

‘Emily, what is wrong with you?’ he asks in shock and if it wasn’t for this baby, I could have beat the sh*t out of him.

I grabbed the knife which I had placed on the sofa and points it at him. I walk to him and he steps back.

‘Emily, are you insane?’

‘Yes, I am insane and these are not pregnancy hormones. I asked you a question Jamal. Where the hell have you been? What made you come back home this late? Are you sleeping with her?’

‘Emily, what are you talking about?’

‘You are taking me for a fool Jamal. Huh. I know that you are sleeping with Angela and she has been sending you photos of her. How did she get your number?’

‘Emily, here is my phone giving me troubles. It doesn’t have any password because I choose to be faithful to you and I wouldn’t hide anything from you as well. I have no idea where you got that theory that I was with Angela.’

‘So you think I don’t know that you love her? She saved your life and now you feel like you owe her. Alright Jamal, go ahead and marry her,’ I said throwing the knife on the floor as I walked to our room leaving him in the dining room.

To hell with him and that b***h Angela. Maybe I should pay her a visit, show her what I am capable of. I bang the door once I am in the room and scre-m out loud. I am angry right now, that’s how I get when I am mad. I love Jamal very much and I wouldn’t want to lose him. Hating his mother, trying to get rid of her and firing the maid we had hired, I had done this all for him and now he was cheating on me with that Angela. No, that wasn’t fair of him. He opens the door and I am in the blankets. He looks at me and I look back at my phone as I am playing candy crush.

‘Emily,’ he says softly.

‘Jamal.’

‘I am sorry.’

‘I was worried about you Jamal and when I was calling you, your phone was taking me straight to voicemail.’

‘I am sorry; my phone has been giving me trouble.’

‘So they why are you still keeping it? Jamal we have lots of money, why haven’t you bought another phone.’

‘This is the same phone you bought for me and I don’t want to replace it Emily.’

I laugh a little, it’s actually funny. The phone was giving him troubles already.

‘It’s okay Jamal; I can always buy you another one.’

‘And my online meeting ended late, I am sorry I should have called at least,’ he said.

‘It’s okay. I am sorry too; I had accused you of so many things. It’s just that I was worried about you and thought that something bad happened to you, my apologies,’ I honestly said to him.

He engulfed me into a tight hug.

‘I don’t want you to worry Emily. It’s not healthy for the baby and I will never cheat on you. I will always be here with you until the baby is born.’

What was I thinking accusing him of such? I know Jamal was an honest man and he would never cheat on me, I guess my anger ness got the better of me and had control over my good emotions. He cooked supper for me and I felt bad about it. He must have been really tired because he ended up falling asleep on the couch just after washing the dishes. He hadn’t even bathed yet and here I was at home, I didn’t even think about cooking. I woke him up and we went to the bedroom. He just threw himself on the bed and instantly fell asleep. I watched him snoring as I removed his shoes and just smiled to myself.

The next following day being a Saturday, I woke up early and did the household chores. Why I fired the maid? That’s a story for another day but that b***h wasn’t here for the money but my husband. I heard her complimenting my husband’s kindness over the phone with her friend and knew what I needed to do. Anyway I did his laundry as well. By the time he woke up, I was almost done with breakfast.

‘Hey, babe,’ I said to him as I finished off setting the table.

‘You did all of this?’ he asked.

‘Yes, you seem shocked.’

‘Well I am shocked,’ he laughed, ‘I am sorry it’s just that you had been acting really lazy nowadays.’

‘I am sorry about that. This pregnancy sometimes makes me feel that way.’

‘How is my son?’

‘In good health,’ I say to him.

‘Let’s have some breakfast,’ I say to him and we sit down.

He says grace and we start eating. His phone starts ringing and he excuses himself. I am so mad at him right now because that has never happened before. Every time he answers his phone in my presence. I am very sure that it’s Angela calling him. He comes back minutes later and grabs his keys.

‘Where are you going?’

‘I have to go somewhere babe, I am sorry,’ he says and runs off like a mad person.

I am left standing at the door while calling out his name. He doesn’t even look back but get into the car and drives off. I walk back in,side the house and start to throw the plates on the wall. How could he just run off like that when I had cooked something special for him? Did he still consider me as his wife? Was he running after Angela? Not wanting to explore all those questions running through my mind, I grab my phone to call Tiffany. I dial her number for the first time but it goes unanswered. I seriously need someone to talk to right now before I go mad. How could my husband do something like that to me? Tiffany doesn’t answer my calls and I needed her. I wish mum was here in Zimbabwe and calling her right now, I didn’t want her to worry lest she comes back here to cause havoc. I knew that Jamal’s mother was going to try something stupid; I shouldn’t have let her go to Harare. Right now I have no idea what she is up to, when she was still leaving with us at least I used to watch her. My heart aches right now and I just stare at the food that I had cooked for him. As I am thinking out loud, my phone beeps and I know it’s a message. When I open the message its Tiffany and it says,

‘Sorry friend but I am busy right now, I am with my mother-in law.’

I read the message and honestly I feel a sudden pain in my chest. Tiffany has been busy lately and I just feel like she has been avoiding me. We no longer used to chat like we used to, we don’t hang out anymore and she doesn’t even call to check up on me. I won’t be thinking about her right now, I am pregnant and being stressed up over such things it won’t help me and it’s not good for the baby. I finally decide to go and have a short nap. Maybe I would wake up feeling much better. I went to my room and tried to sleep but I couldn’t stop thinking about my husband. What if he was really with Angela? I wish that Angela girl wasn’t part of our life. Ever since she saved my stupid mother-in law, of which I hate her for that. She should have just let the old hag die and we will all be happy. Look now I have to worry about her and my mother-in law. I know they are up to something and I know that Angela girl was hired by my mother-in law to destroy my marriage. I was still sitting on the bed thinking of so many things. I hadn’t realized that it had been hours. I suddenly heard a car sound and got up quickly only to see my dear husband driving in. I wore my slippers and rushed to the dining room to welcome him. Welcoming him is me asking him where he rushed off to and he better had a good explanation. I stood akimbo as I await him to open the door and when he finally does I say,

‘Where have you been Jamal?’

‘I am so…’

‘Save it,’ I click my tongue, ‘You went to see her right?’

‘Who?’

‘Oh please don’t act as if you don’t know what I am talking about. You…’

‘Darling!’

‘Mum?!’ I exclaim as I look at my mum walking in,side the house carrying some plastic bags.

I look at my husband as he is shaking his head and I feel so guilty right now

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Amy

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