I sat by the side of my mom, who was lying on a hospital bed with a supporting machine. It’s been an hour now, and she is still unconscious. I lay by her side, filled with tears in my eyes. I don’t know where to get money for her hospital bill. I still don’t know if she still has saves . My stupid father can’t help after putting her into such misery. He left the house instantly. My eyes reddened. I don’t want to see my father's face again. If my mother regains herself, I don’t think we are going back to that house. Even though we don’t have anywhere to go, I guess living on the street, hustling to survive, is better than staying in the house of a heinous father that causes us nothing but pain. "Mom, please don’t leave me." I held her hand, looking at her eyes. I still have no hope of her recovery; there’s no sign of her waking up. I won’t forgive my father for this. I can’t imagine my life without my mother; she is all I have. I held her hand and squeezed it. I hope she wakes up.
Clara cleaned the wound on my mouth ,she applied it antibiotics and gave me tetanus injections she smiled softly at me she is so beautiful her eyes were blinking light sensation to me."Don’t worry, I will take care of your mom." She sounds like an angel indeed, as if she knows what I’m thinking about."Jas! Jas!" My mother’s voice was rather a whisper; it’s exciting to see her awake. She looks so frail, and her eyes are so dull.I went closer to her: Mom, thank God you are awake." "I had spent days and nights hoping for the day you would wake up." I whooped.It feels so good to have my mother back."Jas!" "Where am I?" She asked, trying to turn around.She was looking so pale"We are in the hospital." I said I was worried because she had been through enough, and I wished I could do anything to help her out of this trouble."Hospital?" She was so shocked to hear that I knew in her mind she wonders where we will get money for her hospital’s bill. I
My mouth was struck on seeing the hospital bill; it was more than expected.The money my mother save didn't have enough to stump up with the bill I became so worried as I handed the bill over to my mom. On seeing it, she screamed, "Where am I going to get the money from?" Her voice was so frail."Mum, let me get the savings first." I knew it wasn’t going to be enough, but I needed to figure out how to get the remaining money.How can I forget so quickly that I can ask Clara if there’s any job vacancy available, even if it's a cleaner? I don’t mind doing it to get money for the hospital bill, but first I need to go home. Remembering my father, my face crept with anger, and I prayed I wouldn’t see him."This is not going to be enough," she said.But I nodded and let her know that I would find a way out. I got on my heels and went to our house. The thought of meeting my father in the house was making my spirit soar. Everything about my father irritates me. When I got to our hou
"I hate your mother so much and everything that has to do with her; I lost the woman I love because of her," he yelled, making it clear to me that we are trash to him.I don’t know how much wrong she has done to him that is beyond pardon, but he needs to forgive her because she is a good woman."Whatever things mom has done, she did them because she loves you."I can feel the wing of love my mother had for my father while looking deeply into her eyes."Please leave me; I want to be alone." His voice was adenoidal. I guess he is really pissed up right now.I wanted to know everything that happened that caused him to have this much hatred for us. How come Mom hasn’t said anything about that? In fact, she will have to tell me what happened between her and my father. I stood up, seeing him drip tears from his eyes. This is the first time I have felt sentiment towards him, and seeing him cry baffles me. He looks so calm and innocent. Without saying much, I fled from the house to the h
I sat on the couch at the hospital reception, calculating what to do to take my mother out of here."Oh no, what will I do?" I am talking to no other person but myself."What seems to be the problem you have these days?" I heard Clara's voice. I raised my eyebrows to see her standing in front of me. She was illuminating my eyes with light.I didn’t know how to tell her this. I gazed at her blankly, which conveyed deep emotion."There’s nothing wrong with me. I’m fine." I said sadly, I wish I had told her what I was doing to cause my heart to throb in pain, but how can I tell her?"Your mouth may say another thing, but your eyes made it clear that you are lying." She holds me by the hand and caresses my cheek softly. I guess I should let her know that I want to work as a cleaner if there’s a way she can help me out."I’m looking for work," I said to her; she had her face smiling at me."Oh, that’s nice, you've decided on what to do." She was smiling at me and said she thought it was
My mother couldn’t sleep. She stood up, thinking about where she would get the hospital bill. She was totally disturbed. I watched her think about it until I dozed off.It’s morning now, and the sunrise was so bright it blinded my eyes.I didn’t know when I fell asleep, and not knowing it was morning,I cleared the gunk that accumulated in my eyes with my hands because of the bad night's sleep.I saw my mom still as she was last night, and I bet she didn’t have enough sleep; it’s got me worried. I guess I should tell her about it.I can’t afford to lose her, not now that she has fully recovered."Are you still worried about the money?" I asked her. She fixed her eyes on me. The look in her eyes was so dark."I will stay here and work for one month and stump the money. I have thought about it," she said.I guess that’s why she didn’t have a good night's rest. Her eyes were puffy. Maybe she cried too."You don’t have to worry about it." I want to make it clear to her that her hospital bi
Finally, it is time for us to go back to that eyesore house.Happiness was written over my mother’s face. She had this impression that she couldn’t wait to see her annoying husband. I was so sad looking at her. She didn’t understand how I felt. I felt like staying here and not going back to that awful house.Since she has been in the hospital, my father has never come to pay a visit or ask after her. It's obvious enough that he doesn’t want us around anymore; can’t she sense it?"Jas hoped you parked everything inside the bag," she asked excitedly; she must have been jumping up and down within as my gaze fell on Clara, who was walking towards us.I’m going to miss her; she makes me happy.I rushed towards her and hugged her as tears welled in my eyes. "I will miss you, dear," I said to her, with tears shrieking in my eyes."Hope to see you around again," she said, patting my back. I don’t think I will see her again. I’m not allowed to go anywhere I want because my father has always ca
I can feel my heart racing faster. It’s been two weeks now since we left the house; it feels like it's been ages now. On reaching the door, I held the knob and twisted it, but it didn’t latch; I forcefully shoved it open; my eyes were shut down seeing how messy and unkempt the house looked; my father wasn’t around and he left the door open; what an annoying father!"Hello, is there someone in here?" I yelled, and my mother looked at me as if I were a visitor. It’s my house, and I'm just behaving like a visitor."Jas! Are you alright? "Don't you see we are home now?" My mother said it clearly to me.It looks like a place where an armed robber came to rob my father. I hope they adopt him. I pray silently as I shut my eyes."I thought you guys wouldn't come back again." My heart shattered into pieces upon hearing his voice. I sobbed, thinking something bad had happened to him. I will be grateful to my maker. As I opened my eyes, I saw him looking like he was unkempt, his skin so tan