Angel Of Mine – Episode 8

Angel of mine

by Amanda Mofiat

Ins**t 8

I open my eyes and find Doctor Pravan standing beside my bed. He is smiling and I smile back. So this is what happened? I never thought of the idea working but I was ready to try it the minute it stroked me. I saw Jamal driving in the yard and since I have always wanted him to hate his mother, I just thought of making myself fall down from the stairs and make it look like she is the one who actually pushed me. When Jamal came in,side the house, I pretended to be unconscious and he was shouting asking his mother what she had done. I felt him lift me from the floor and rushed with me to the car.

In the car I opened my eyes but still gro-ned in pain, I managed to tell him to drive faster because I didn’t want to lose the baby. I asked him to go to Doctor Pravan’s hospital, you remember the doctor who was supposed to give me some poison to kill my mother-in law with. I had my phone with me as I was at the back of the car, I texted the Doctor and told him that I was on my way to the hospital with my husband. Thank goodness he was on duty; Jamal’s eyes were focused on the road as I was busy scre-ming and texting at the same time. When we arrived at the hospital, I dropped my phone in the car just after I had deleted the charts and switched it off so that when Jamal sees it, he will just think that I left it by mistake.

Everything happened so fast but I did feel the pain when I fell off, I don’t want to lie. About the pregnancy, please I am on pills and I will never make that mistake, getting pregnant before I want to be a mother. I was never pregnant but I had to fake it. Right now my husband hadn’t come to see me but just after I was brought out of the theater room, I faked some tears as I kept telling him that his mother was responsible for the death of my unborn child. He asked me why I hadn’t told him that I was pregnant. I told him that it was supposed to be a surprise but before I could do that his mother had killed my baby. You should have seen me faking the tears and scre-ming out loud in pain. Man, I could be nominated for an Oscar, trust me I was very good with my act.

I get up and walk to the window.

‘Do you have a cigar?’ I ask Doctor Pravan.

I owe him some thousands for lying to my husband. He is the one who told Jamal that I was 5 weeks pregnant and that I lost the baby. He was a good actor as well and he deserved to be given the money. He gave me a cigar.

‘You are not allowed to smoke in your condition. You just lost your baby,’ he said and I burst into laughter.

‘You are very funny and I like you,’ I gave him back.

‘So have you called your mother?’

‘I am sure my husband has already called her. I won’t tell my mother the truth; I don’t want her to know that I was never pregnant. She has to hate Jamal’s mother for pushing me down the stairs.’

‘I feel pity for the poor woman.’

‘You don’t have to; she is my enemy and yours as well.’

‘Your husband was hurt.’

‘Well he just lost a child; he could have been a father if it wasn’t for his mother. Jamal is ready to be a father and I think this bad news about me losing a fake pregnancy must have hurt him really deeply. If only he knew that I was never pregnant but then he has to hate his mother, I have no control over that,’ I say and walk back to my bed.

‘He left yesterday and he hasn’t come back to see me. Is he feeling that bad?’

Jamal left last night and today he hasn’t come to see me. I don’t know what he is thinking right now.

‘So don’t you want her to be arrested for attempted murder?’ asked the doctor.

He suggested something that wasn’t on my mind.

‘No, not yet. I will play the depressed wife once I am out of this place. I want to look good and that will be me not sending my mother-in law in prison. She doesn’t deserve that for now. I will make her suffer as she watches me breaking in front of her. I want her to really end up believing that she is the one who made me fall,’ I smile to the doctor.

We talk for a while and he excuses himself. He had some other patients to attend to, people that were really sick. Well I didn’t hurt myself that much when my mother-in law pushed me down the stairs, funny right. You might think that I am a psycho, I mean who does that? Someone who is really sick in the head does that stupid thing; making yourself fall from the stairs. But it actually worked; I know Jamal isn’t here because he is feeling bad about it. It’s his mother who murdered our child.

Funny I don’t know how I ended up falling asleep but I was getting very much comfortable on the hospital bed. When I opened my eyes, Jamal was holding my hand.

‘Babe,’ I call out.

‘Hey,’ he wipes away the tears.

He has been crying, I can see with his red eyes.

‘Did you sleep well?’ I ask him.

‘I hærdly slept, I am sorry I came in late to see you. How are you feeling?’

‘The pain is still there but I am better today,’ I say with a tear escaping my eye.

I don’t know where the tears are coming from, I just think maybe because Jamal is in pain. Seeing him in pain breaks my heart into million pieces.

‘I am sorry Jamal,’ I break down, ‘I am sorry I didn’t tell you earlier that I was carrying your child, I am so sorry.’

‘Shhhh Emily I am the one who is sorry, I didn’t know that my mother could be that cruel. I am so sorry. I should have known that she was mistreating you.’

‘Please babes don’t hate your mother. I know our baby is dead but that’s your mother, only God will deal with her.’

‘After what she did to you, you are defending her? Emily you have got a kind heart, she doesn’t deserve this from you. I wanted to kick her out Emily. She kept on telling me that she didn’t do it. She lied to me Emily. Why would my mother do something like that?’

‘She thought maybe I want you all to myself as she kept on complaining that you are not giving her any attention.’

‘That’s absurd. Why would she think that? I love her and I would never do that to her. I can’t believe she had to mistreat you all because of that. I thought she loved you Emily, I guess I was wrong about her. I should have listened to Frank when he told me that it will be a bad idea for us to be living with my mother. Look now she killed my baby, I am sorry Emily,’ he apologized again and I just hugged him.

I wish Tiffany was here, I wish she was just capturing all of this. I mean I didn’t know that it will be so easy for me to lie to him, to make him believe that his mother was a very bad person. Are all men like that? So easy to lie to and to convince, I mean that didn’t take me months to make Jamal turn against his mother. Now he thinks his mother never loved me and I feel so happy right now. I don’t know if I should be thanking the Lord for this or what. Now that woman will never be trusted by her own son, Jamal will hate his mother eventually and for now I don’t want her to leave. I still have so many things to do to her; I want Jamal to end up saying that he hates his mother. I want him to loathe his mother; the mere sight of her would always piss him off,

Jamal stayed with me that night, the doctor had told him that I would be discharged just after some few days. I had already called my mother and told her that I lost my baby.

‘I didn’t tell mum that your mother pushed me.’

‘Why?’ that was Jamal three days after the incident.

‘Jamal, that is your mother.’

‘But she killed our baby Emily. Why didn’t you tell your mother the truth?’

‘Jamal!’ I shout to my surprise.

So this is what I am trying to do, I am trying to defend his mother. Like I said it before, I have to pretend to be the good person here. I want Jamal to be the one doing the dirty job for me, no to be cruel to his mother instead of I mistreating her.

‘You don’t need to defend her Emily. She killed my first born and right now she deserves to be in prison.’

By the way you are wondering why she hasn’t visited me right. No, my mother –in law is a lovely woman, she would never do that. Just abandon me, never she would always try to reconcile or try to get along with me. She actually came to see me but Jamal was in the room with me when she came in and he kicked her out. I had no hint of feelings or whatsoever when she knelt down on the floor asking pleading with his son not to kick her out. Have you heard the saying? I will love you more than I hated you or the other way round. The love he had for his mother just instantly vanished and now she was alone in the world and i didn’t give a damn about her.

‘But still she is still your mother,’ I say to him but he isn’t listening.

My mother had called me and told me that she was coming over to see me. Anyway the doctor came to discharge me and gave me some medicine to take. Jamal drove us home and I don’t know but I was just feeling nervous you know. When we got home, Tiffany was already waiting for us at the gate to welcome me. When I got out of the car, I ran to her and started crying in her arms.

‘I am so sorry love. All shall be well,’ she said patting my back.

Bradley was talking to Jamal as we walked in,side the house. When my eyes landed up the stairs and to the place were Jamal had picked me from. I broke down and started crying.

‘My baby,’ I started scre-ming, ‘my baby Jamal,’ I scre-med out loud as I fell down on the floor.

Jamal just came and wrapped his arms around me as I scre-med some more. That was just hilarious!
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Amy