Angel Of Mine – Episode 27

Angel of mine

by Amanda Mofiat

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Honestly even if I had said some few lovable things about Angela, I had no intentions or whatsoever of going after her. Seriously I don’t know why Emily is acting that way towards me. The other night she screamed at me when I came back home late and that was because my online meeting had ended late, on the other hand my phone had been giving me problems. To be honest, I loved Emily with all of my heart and I will never hurt her no matter what. I meant what I said to her at our wedding, the vows, promises and the till death do us apart but I don’t know what she was feeling so threatened by Angela.

I was having breakfast with her in the morning expecting her mother to call me. I had actually asked her mother to come and visit us. This was meant to be a surprise. She arrived late last night and had called me to come and pick her up at the hotel she had booked herself in. I am looking at my wife and just shaking my head. What did I ever do to her not to trust me? She is always shouting and I am always quiet. Even when she is wrong, I apologize to end the fight. When I am wrong, I always make sure to apologize to her. I don’t talk to Angela because I have no business with her. I am a married man and I wanted to see her in person just to thank her for saving my mother’s life and mine. I walk to our room and leave her with her mother. I seriously need to think right now because Emily is giving me some trouble and maybe it’s the hormones. I don’t know anymore because sometimes she just shouts when I have done absolutely nothing to her. I sit on the bed with my hands on my head and Emily walks in the room. She comes to me and sits beside me. Of cause she is here to apologies.

‘Why don’t you trust me?’ I find myself asking.

Surely if she trusted me, should she be always shouting at me? I was also a human and a human with feelings. I have never shouted at her since we got married. If you find me shouting at her then she could have done something serious and unforgivable.

‘I am sorry,’ she apologies.

I don’t know how many times I have heard that word. Right now I am tired of it because she is always sorry, sorry this and that.

‘You are always apologizing Emily. Emily, how many times have I told you that you are the only woman for me and I will never do anything to hurt you? You are the only woman for me Emily.’

I have made sacrifices for Emily; I have done some things that I shouldn’t have done just so to keep her happy. My dad before he passed away told me that I should never make a woman cry, my mum told me that I should always make her smile and I have been trying to put those lessons and advices to practical but my wife doesn’t seem to appreciate my effort. She is always nagging and I do tolerate that. Sometimes I am quiet when she is shouting at me and I end up apologizing when in actually sense she will be the one who had started the fight.

‘I thought..’

‘You thought what Emily? Huh, that I had run off to be with another woman? Emily, how could I do such a thing in the middle of our breakfast? Your mother had called me to come and pick her up. I wanted this to be a surprise too but as soon as I walked inside that door, you started shouting at me as if I had done something wrong. So that simple means I can’t surprise you with anything when you are always like this. I am sorry Emily for trying to brighten your days. I had seen how lonely you were and how much you talked about your mother, and I asked her to come so that you won’t feel lonely at all. I am sorry for not telling you that your mother was coming. I..’

‘Jamal, i..’

‘No, Emily. I am just sick and tired of you shouting at me. Why don’t you respect me just once? Even when my mother was around, Emily she was invisible to you. You used to shout at me in front of her and do you know what she thought? She thought that I was the one who had made you angry and asked me to come and apologies to you. Emily, I am sorry I love you too much that I am scared of losing you, I am scared of letting you go, I am scared that even if you are wrong babe, I admit to those crimes. I apologize when you don’t deserve the apology because you will be wrong about everything. I come home early and I always tell my friends that I can’t be hanging around with them because I have to come home and be with you. When last did I go out with my friends for just a braai? I don’t remember Emily because I am scared of making you angry and you thinking that I will be up to something. I try to love you unconditionally Emily, I try to live by my vows that I made to you, I try to be the loving husband but I feel like you don’t appreciate. You have some flows to but I don’t complain. No because Jamal doesn’t want to piss off his wife. I just want you to be happy and never cry. I don’t go to church when you are not going because you don’t trust me Emily. You thinking I will end up dating one of the youths. But why would I do such a thing Emily when I have my ring on my finger? This ring was placed on my finger by you and I am not going to remove it. To be honest with you Emily, I have friends who cheat, putting their relationship on jeopardy but I keep on promising myself that I wouldn’t do such a thing to my wife because I love her a lot. I am sorry for loving you too much,’ I got up and she was wiping her tears, ‘mum is hungry, I will go and cook something for her since you fired the maid,’ with that said I walked out of the room and sighed when I closed the door.

I might have said too much but I felt like letting that off my chest. Emily needed to know how much I love her and I wasn’t going to stop telling her that she means a lot to me. I would never cheat on her and I certainly wasn’t going to stress her out since she was carrying our child, I just wished she could see right through me, how much she meant to me because she didn’t trust my words. I cooked for her mother and let her rest. Since she fired the maid, I made sure to clean the house before leaving for work since I didn’t want her to work too much. I so wanted her to deliver this baby in good health and that meant me not stressing her. I dished for them and excused myself, I needed to go and iron my clothes. Emily’s mother was leaving at around evening since she had decided to find an apartment for herself. I was busy ironing my clothes when Emily walked in.

‘You could have called me. You didn’t eat.’

‘No, it’s okay. I am almost done,’ I said ironing her dress.

There was silence in the room and I had my eyes focused on her dress which I was ironing.

‘Jamal,’ she calls out.

‘Yes,’ I respond not looking at her.

She doesn’t say anything and I know she is here again to apologize. Don’t worry I have gotten used to her non endless apologies; it’s a song in my ears more like a national anthem.

‘You are sorry, I know Emily. Can we just move past through this? I don’t want us to fight; your mother is in the house. I will wash the dishes, you don’t have to, I am almost done here,’ I say to her and I can see the sad look on her face.

She turns to walk out of the room,

‘Emily,’ I call out and she turns.

‘Yes, Jamal.’

‘I love you,’ I say with a smile.

‘I love you too,’ she smiles and walks out of the room.

I smile to myself busy humming a song. She was amazing too, she just had her days. I got done with the ironing and went to wash the dishes. Oh no I didn’t mind at all, I know Emily was the one who was supposed to wash the dishes but I just needed her to rest and enjoy the day with her mother. By the time my mother-in law left, I was extremely tired and even slept early that night. I woke up at around 3am and Emily wasn’t on the bed. I walk out of our room and hear her vomiting in the toilet. I walk there and she vomiting.

‘Babe, what’s wrong?’ I ask worriedly.

‘Should be something that I ate, I don’t feel well.’

‘I am sorry,’ I said taking a mop.

She kept on throwing up and I had to do something about it. I had forgotten to buy something for her at the pharmacy, some medication needed for her to take during the pregnancy. So I decide to call Ernest, hopefully he was going to help me out. Just after taking Emily to the bed, I called Ernest and thank goodness he was awake. Since the pharmacy was already closed, he sent me some traditional recipe that I can try on. It’s a time like this that I wish my mother was still living with us, she was good with this. It was at around 4 am when my mother called. I answered the call and Emily’s body temperature was on 38 degrees, I was getting worried.

‘Hello, Jamal.’

‘Ma,’ I say to her.

‘I heard from Ernest. I am on my way there.’

‘No, it’s okay. I am just going to be taking her to the hospital.’

‘You are my son and I know how worried you are. I will be there at around 10am.’

With that said, she hanged up and I just don’t know what I would have done without my mother. Her coming over to help me out meant a lot to me. I decided to take Emily at her brother’s hospital since her temperature was high. My mother was a loving person and Emily was just lucky to have her as her mother-in law. I hope she knew that.

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Amy