Angel Of Mine – Episode 15

Angel of mine

By Amanda Mofiat

Ins**t 15

I try to sleep but everything Jamal said to me keeps replaying in my mind. No, Jamal has never talked to me in that kind of way. I am so hurt right now because Jamal has finally chosen his mother over me, I don’t know what that witch said to him but I will get to the bottom of this. I won’t let her ruin my marriage; I don’t know how Jamal managed to find out the truth, I don’t know how he got all of that information. I am thinking maybe it Ernest who told him that I had lied but he will never do that. The most worst part is that Jamal didn’t tell me that he was coming back, I was surprised to see him when I came back home from work and he was busy laughing out loud with his mother.

Back at the hospital when I apologized to that witch, I didn’t mean it. I wanted her to come back to the house so that I can make her suffer. I finally managed to make her come back, she just thought that I was really being honest with my apology but we both know that I didn’t mean it. Right now I feel so hurt as I listen to Jamal laughing out loud with his mother. When he walked out from the bathroom, he didn’t stay in the room but just walked out without having said a word to me. I was going to make her pay; this time around I was going to make sure that Jamal was going to believe me over her.

I manage to fall asleep and when I wake up, no I didn’t wake up on my own. Jamal was the one who made me wake up and it’s a Saturday, I don’t know what he wants from me. Couldn’t he just let me sleep?

‘What is it Jamal?’

‘Emily, it’s already 10 am and you are still sleeping. Mum doesn’t have to do all household chores for you.’

Really Jamal? Right now he is saying that to me, I don’t know what happened to him when he was in Brazil but I feel as if I have lost my husband. My Jamal would never talk to me like that. For how long have we been staying with his mother? She had been doing the household chores every day and Jamal has never complained but now he has the guts to tell me that? I feel so mad at him right now. Isn’t this house supposed to be mine? Am I not supposed to clean when I feel like cleaning? He has his mother with us and so she must as well do the dirty laundry for us. Right now I am not getting up from this bed.

‘Emily, I am talking to you,’ he shouts at me.

Why is he shouting? Now he wants his mother to hear our argument so that she can find something to laugh about? I have no better words for him right now and I am trying so hærd to keep my cool, to keep myself calm, I don’t want to be disrespectful towards him because despite of everything going on right now in this house, he is still my husband and I respect him.

‘Jamal, please. I am tired. Yesterday I had a hectic day at work. Your mother has always been doing all these things for us. Why are you complaining now?’

‘Emily, I didn’t marry my mother but I married you.’

‘Then you should have married your mother Jamal. You should have married her and had s€× with her,’ I say to him and he raise his hand to slap me.

I look at him with shock.

‘Jamal, you wanted to slap me. I can’t believe this,’ I say with so much hurt.

So Jamal wanted to slap me because of his mother, I feel hurt right now that I get off the bed.

‘I am sorry,’ he apologies but I don’t want to hear anything coming out of his mouth right now.

I walk to the bathroom and he is trailing behind me, I bang the door at him and lock it. I scre-m out loud after I had turned on the shower. I am in the shower and I am just letting the tears fall, no I am in pain and I feel like killing that woman. I have been with Jamal for years and no matter how mad he was, he had never raised his hand to slap me. This is all because of that woman, I don’t know why she had to be sick, and Jamal wouldn’t have gone over to take her. We will be sending her money every month and I wouldn’t be having a problem with that as long as she was living at the village but now that she is here, my husband has changed from a loving husband to a monster. Yes she has finally managed to turn him against me. My Jamal almost slapping me, I wanted to get out of this house and see Tiffany. I need to see Tiffany and tell her what just happened.

Few minutes later, I walk out of the bathroom and head to our bedroom. Jamal is not in the room and thank goodness because I wanted to snap at him for treating me with disrespect.

‘Are you going somewhere?’ asked Jamal when I was putting on my sneakers.

I didn’t respond and continued with what I was doing. Why was he asking me? I thought my presence in this house pissed him off.

‘I am sorry,’ he apologized again, ‘talk to me Emily.’

‘What do you want me to say? You almost slapped me and that was so wrong of you Jamal.’

‘I wasn’t going to do it, I am sorry.’

‘Are you?’

‘It’s just that Emily I am expecting you to be acting as my wife and you let my mother do everything in this house.’

‘Excuse me Jamal, with all due respect. Isn’t she the one who volunteered to do all the household chores in this house? I never forced her nor did I ask her to do the cleaning. Jamal this is my house and I will clean it when I feel like it. If you will excuse me, I am going out.’

‘Emily!’

‘Jamal can I please have some peace in this house. You have just been shouting at me since you came back and I am tired of it. Leave me alone please; I need to breathe right now. We will talk once I come back,’ I said and walked out on him.

No, I had heard enough of his insults. I wanted to feel free in,side my own house but I couldn’t even breathe properly with Jamal on my neck, busy telling me what to do in my house. Better I leave him with his mother; after all they would feel happy when I am not around. I passed by the dining room and my mother-in law immediately got up, I just ignored her and walked out of the house. I was expecting Jamal to run after me but he didn’t even bother to do that. I got into my car and drove off to Tiffany’s house.

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I love Emily with all of my heart but I don’t know why she is giving me the attitude. I just want us to talk and I do regret almost slapping her. I don’t know what had gotten into me.

‘Maybe I should go back to the village,’ said my mother as she came to sit beside me in the living room.

I was absent minded and I hadn’t seen her coming in. This was few minutes later after Emily had walked out on our conversation. I wouldn’t want my mother to go back at the village because of Emily. I love having her around and honestly if she goes back, i will get worried. Having her here with me it means a lot to me.

‘Mother you don’t have to leave.’

‘Jamal, I feel much better now and I think it will be best for me to leave you two alone in this house.’

What kind of a person would that make me if I just let my mother leave? I take her hand and just hold it,

‘I don’t want you to leave mother.’

She wanted to say something but I immediately cut her short,

‘Seeing you here makes me happy. I don’t have to worry about you because I can always see you during the day or at night if I will be going to work than when you are at the village. I don’t know what’s going on with Emily but I will talk to her so that she can change her ways, I love you mother and it wouldn’t feel alright if I just let you leave, just like that.’

‘I understand your concern sir but…’

‘No buts mother.’

I wasn’t going to let her leave. I spent the day with my mother since I had nowhere to go. It was always lovely being with her. I thought maybe Emily was going to come back early from where she went, I even tried calling her but her phone was unreachable. I tried apologizing in the morning but she wasn’t in no mood for accepting an apology. Mother slept early that day, she had a headache and I had given her some pain ease. I tried calling Emily again but still her phone was unreachable, I was worried about her as I kept on pacing up and down. It was already late at night and she hadn’t come back home.

I don’t know how I ended up falling asleep on the couch but when I woke up it was 11pm at night and there was still no sign of Emily. That got me really worried, Emily had never slept outside and she always called whenever she was staying up late. I thought about calling Tiffany minutes later but maybe she was already sleeping and I wouldn’t want to disturb. Have you ever been so worried that you can’t even concentrate; you can’t even eat or do anything because you will be worried of the other person, that’s how I felt. I was very worried about Emily, at least if she was angry with me, she could have at least called me to let me know that she was sleeping out than to keep quiet and making me worry.

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Amy