đAngel of mineđ
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MONTH LATER
I have been calling him nonst©p and his phone has been taking me to voicemail, right now I am very much pissed off. I donât 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 donât know why but I am yet to find out.
âWhere the hell have you been Jamal?â 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.
âIts past 8 and you should have been home by 6pm. Where were you and with who? Was it Angela?â
He looks at me and shakes his head. It must have been her because she c@mÂŁ back few days ago to help Ernest with something at the hospital; I was keeping tabs on her. Donât judge me because I am protecting whatâs mine and I had seen couple of pictures of Angela in his phone together with his mother, pictures sÂŁnt by that slut Mai Chido. Maybe Angela was aware of it and she must have been the one who asked Mai Chido to sÂŁnd the ph0tos.
âAnswer me, damn it!â I yell some more.
He doesnât expect me to just let it pas-s. He bloody c@mÂŁ back home late and he better have a good explanation on why he is late. He doesnât say anything and right now I am mad as hell. I hit his head and he just get up.
âEmily, what is wrong with you?â he asks in shock and if it wasnât for this baby, I could have beat the sh*t out of him.
I gr@bbÂŁd the knife which I had placed on the sofa and points it at him. I walk to him and he steps back.
âEmily, are you insane?â
âYes, I am insane and these are not pregnancy hor-mones. I asked you a question Jamal. Where the hell have you been? What made you come back home this late? Are you slee-ping with her?â
âEmily, what are you talking about?â
âYou are taking me for a fool Jamal. Huh. I know that you are slee-ping with Angela and she has been sÂŁnding you ph0tos of her. How did she get your number?â
âEmily, here is my phone giving me troubles. It doesnât have any pas-sword because I choose to be faithful to you and I wouldnât hide anything from you as well. I have no idea where you got that theory that I was with Angela.â
âSo you think I donât know that you love her? She saved your life and now you feel like you owe her. Alright Jamal, go ahead and marry her,â 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 ban-g the door once I am in the room and scream out loud. I am angry right now, thatâs how I get when I am mad. I love Jamal very much and I wouldnât 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 wasnât 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 pla-ying candy crush.
âEmily,â he says softly.
âJamal.â
âI am sorry.â
âI was worried about you Jamal and when I was calling you, your phone was taking me straight to voicemail.â
âI
am sorry; my phone has been giving me trouble.â
âSo they why are you still keeping it? Jamal we have lots of money, why havenât you bought another phone.â
âThis is the same phone you bought for me and I donât want to replace it Emily.â
I laugh a little, itâs actually funny. The phone was giving him troubles alre-ady.
âItâs okay Jamal; I can always buy you another one.â
âAnd my online meeting ended late, I am sorry I should have called at least,â he said.
âItâs okay. I am sorry too; I had accused you of so many things. Itâs just that I was worried about you and thought that something bad happened to you, my apologies,â I honestly said to him.
He engulfed me into a ti-ght hvg.
âI donât want you to worry Emily. Itâs not healthy for the baby and I will never cheat on you. I will always be here with you until the baby is born.â
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 hadnât even bathed yet and here I was at home, I didnât even think about cooking. I woke him up and we went to the be-droom. He just threw himself on the be-d and instantly fell asleep. I watched him snoring as I re-moved 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? Thatâs a story for another day but that b***h wasnât here for the money but my husband. I heard her complimenting my husbandâs kindness over the phone with her friend and knew what I nee-ded to do. Anyway I did his laundry as well. By the time he woke up, I was almost done with breakfast.
âHey,
babe,â I said to him as I finished off setting the table.
âYou did all of this?â he asked.
âYes, you seem shocked.â
âWell I am shocked,â he laughed, âI am sorry itâs just that you had been acting really lazy nowadays.â
âI am sorry about that. This pregnancy sometimes makes me feel that way.â
âHow is my son?â
âIn good health,â I say to him.
âLetâs have some breakfast,â 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 presÂŁnce. I am very sure that itâs Angela calling him. He comes back minutes later and gr-abs his keys.
âWhere are you going?â
âI have to go somewhere babe, I am sorry,â he says and runs off like a mad person.
I am left standing at the door while calling out his name. He doesnât even look back but get into the car and drives off. I walk back inside 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 throu-gh my mind, I gr-ab my phone to call Tiffany. I dial her number for the first time but it goes unanswered. I seriously nee-d someone to talk to right now before I go mad. How could my husband do something like that to me? Tiffany doesnât answer my calls and I nee-ded her. I wish mum was here in Zimbabwe and calling her right now, I didnât want her to worry lest she comes back here to cause havoc. I knew that Jamalâs mother was going to try something stupid; I shouldnât 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 itâs a message. When I open the message its Tiffany and it says,
âSorry
friend but I am busy right now, I am with my mother-in law.â
I re-ad the message and honestly I feel a sudden pain in my che-st. 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 donât hang out anymore and she doesnât even call to check up on me. I wonât be thinking about her right now, I am pregnant and being stressed up over such things it wonât help me and itâs 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 couldnât st©p thinking about my husband. What if he was really with Angela? I wish that Angela girl wasnât p@rt 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 be-d thinking of so many things. I hadnât realized that it had been hours. I suddenly heard a car sound and got up quic-kly only to see my dear husband driving in. I wore my sli-ppers 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,
âWhere have you been Jamal?â
âI am soâŠâ
âSave it,â I cli-ck my ton-gue, âYou went to see her right?â
âWho?â
âOh plea-se donât act as if you donât know what I am talking about. YouâŠâ
âDarling!â
âMum?!â I exclaim as I look at my mum walking inside 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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