I woke up in the middle of my sleep last night with this going through my mind... Was it a dream? A nightmare? or a sign?!
Disclaimer: All characters and events described in this story are fictional and based on the authors imagination. Any similarity to any person or event is merely coincidental..... somehow!
She wakes up in shockto the sounds of an annyoing alarm clock and thinks "where am I?" then remembers "ah, yes, home!". Looks at her husband lying peacefuly beside her, "You're still in bed!". "I think I have fever" he says as he turns to face her.
She puts her hand on his forehead, "yes, I think you do". She gets out of bed and reaches for her dressing robe. "I'll take the kids to school, you rest today. But dont forget to call work and tell them you are sick. I hate calling your boss" He nodds then pulls the covers over his ears and back to sleep in a split second.
A quick shower, no time to decide what to wear, kids are late for school and she will be late for work, but she's not meeting any clients today...Thank God. Black trousers, black shirt , black and white manteau and a red scarf. A thin line of kohl in her eye. A final look in the mirror to make sure no hair is showing from the scarf; Yep, just fine!
She heads to the kids room, thinking that it's about time the repaint those walls, maybe in the mid year vaccation if they won't go traveling. "Jannah! Adam!, Yalla up kids, I'll be taking you to school today cause daddy's sick". The kids get up half asleep starting their I-dont-want-to-go-to-school act, but she wont fall for it. "Yalla, kids, please" Adam, the eldest, walks to the bathroom while Jannah stares aimlessly at the wall. "Adam, help your sister get dressed till I make your sandwiches." and she hears a faint yes mum somehow.
Dropped the kids at school, it's such a long way from work. And the traffic..oof...yalla.. alhamdulilah anyway. but her mind starts to wonder.. how did I end up here.
She remembers the discussion with her husband about taking this job. She thought it was way beneath her capacity and the pay wasnt very imoressive but he thought the hours were good so she can spend more time with the kids.He promised he'll pay her the difference, plus they didnt need the money anyway. She ended up taking the job, staying late hours and not getting paid enough... just to please him.
She looks through the window... and sighs...ah.. fine!
She remember Adam's first day at school, felt like her heart was breaking in two seeing the teacher take him to class while he screamed, "mummy..i dont want to go" with his funny lisp. Jannah was easier... she wanted to go to school like her older brother.
She smiles... and wonders.. why the hell is it taking that long!
She remember the day Jannah was born, Adam was happy one minute then jealous the next, it was funny.She thought wasn't ready to have her yet, but her husband insisted and said he doesnt want the age gap between the kids to be too large.. he made sense but she was still unhappy.
She sighs... when did I turn into that submissive wife... I had character.. one day... long ago!
She remebers the day they almost got a divorce after Adam was born. That was then when she realized that it was as good as it was ever gonna get, so she might as well try to enjoy it. And when her parents -and everyone else- told her that she was being unreasonable..she decided..ahh well..sure... then turned to automatic pilot from then onwards.
A tear fell.. why did I ever let myself go!
She remembers their wedding day, their honeymoon in south africa, the one she claimed she planned alone. She remembers how he tried so hard to make me happy and didnt understand that there was nothing he can do to make her smile. He had her word... not her heart... but everyone said that love will build up after marriage...
More than one tear fell... it just never did.
She remembers their engament period, it went by the book, She smiled alot, but laughed a little. They said it was normal, as long as he didnt make her cry. And when she complained.. said she wanted more ... she wanted something special... they said he was a good guy.. not like --- oh, but we dont say that name out loud.
An ocean of tears... and the damn traffic .. she needs to get to work to get her mind off that .. And she needs something for the headache...lots of it.
She remembers the day she said she agree to marry him, the day they wore the engagment rings.She said "ok", not "sure thing", not "wow", not"yesss", just "ok" .. He was a good guy..just a good guy. And she wanted out ... to move on.. of her previous life...of the pain.. of the constant headaches... and heartaches... of..
And she cried out loud..."Of You"
"I remember you! I remember you! I remember you!"
Without any hesitation, she moves the car slightly backwards... moves the stiring wheel to the right... then presses on the fuel on the fastest speed and jumps over the bridge to the river. And as the car flies in the air... she remembers...not her husband.. not her children.. just him!
Disclaimer: All characters and events described in this story are fictional and based on the authors imagination. Any similarity to any person or event is merely coincidental..... somehow!
She wakes up in shockto the sounds of an annyoing alarm clock and thinks "where am I?" then remembers "ah, yes, home!". Looks at her husband lying peacefuly beside her, "You're still in bed!". "I think I have fever" he says as he turns to face her.
She puts her hand on his forehead, "yes, I think you do". She gets out of bed and reaches for her dressing robe. "I'll take the kids to school, you rest today. But dont forget to call work and tell them you are sick. I hate calling your boss" He nodds then pulls the covers over his ears and back to sleep in a split second.
A quick shower, no time to decide what to wear, kids are late for school and she will be late for work, but she's not meeting any clients today...Thank God. Black trousers, black shirt , black and white manteau and a red scarf. A thin line of kohl in her eye. A final look in the mirror to make sure no hair is showing from the scarf; Yep, just fine!
She heads to the kids room, thinking that it's about time the repaint those walls, maybe in the mid year vaccation if they won't go traveling. "Jannah! Adam!, Yalla up kids, I'll be taking you to school today cause daddy's sick". The kids get up half asleep starting their I-dont-want-to-go-to-school act, but she wont fall for it. "Yalla, kids, please" Adam, the eldest, walks to the bathroom while Jannah stares aimlessly at the wall. "Adam, help your sister get dressed till I make your sandwiches." and she hears a faint yes mum somehow.
Dropped the kids at school, it's such a long way from work. And the traffic..oof...yalla.. alhamdulilah anyway. but her mind starts to wonder.. how did I end up here.
She remembers the discussion with her husband about taking this job. She thought it was way beneath her capacity and the pay wasnt very imoressive but he thought the hours were good so she can spend more time with the kids.He promised he'll pay her the difference, plus they didnt need the money anyway. She ended up taking the job, staying late hours and not getting paid enough... just to please him.
She looks through the window... and sighs...ah.. fine!
She remember Adam's first day at school, felt like her heart was breaking in two seeing the teacher take him to class while he screamed, "mummy..i dont want to go" with his funny lisp. Jannah was easier... she wanted to go to school like her older brother.
She smiles... and wonders.. why the hell is it taking that long!
She remember the day Jannah was born, Adam was happy one minute then jealous the next, it was funny.She thought wasn't ready to have her yet, but her husband insisted and said he doesnt want the age gap between the kids to be too large.. he made sense but she was still unhappy.
She sighs... when did I turn into that submissive wife... I had character.. one day... long ago!
She remebers the day they almost got a divorce after Adam was born. That was then when she realized that it was as good as it was ever gonna get, so she might as well try to enjoy it. And when her parents -and everyone else- told her that she was being unreasonable..she decided..ahh well..sure... then turned to automatic pilot from then onwards.
A tear fell.. why did I ever let myself go!
She remembers their wedding day, their honeymoon in south africa, the one she claimed she planned alone. She remembers how he tried so hard to make me happy and didnt understand that there was nothing he can do to make her smile. He had her word... not her heart... but everyone said that love will build up after marriage...
More than one tear fell... it just never did.
She remembers their engament period, it went by the book, She smiled alot, but laughed a little. They said it was normal, as long as he didnt make her cry. And when she complained.. said she wanted more ... she wanted something special... they said he was a good guy.. not like --- oh, but we dont say that name out loud.
An ocean of tears... and the damn traffic .. she needs to get to work to get her mind off that .. And she needs something for the headache...lots of it.
She remembers the day she said she agree to marry him, the day they wore the engagment rings.She said "ok", not "sure thing", not "wow", not"yesss", just "ok" .. He was a good guy..just a good guy. And she wanted out ... to move on.. of her previous life...of the pain.. of the constant headaches... and heartaches... of..
And she cried out loud..."Of You"
"I remember you! I remember you! I remember you!"
Without any hesitation, she moves the car slightly backwards... moves the stiring wheel to the right... then presses on the fuel on the fastest speed and jumps over the bridge to the river. And as the car flies in the air... she remembers...not her husband.. not her children.. just him!
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