This was written originally for a blogfest… The aim was to write a story in which a conversation of some sort was taking place, but without any dialogue. I’m thinking of turning it into the first chapter of a longer story, though… With that being said, this is just a working title… Feedback is highly welcome. :)
The pain. The searing pain. As she feels it cutting across her lower back and piercing her abdomen, Ada knows what it means. Now, of all times, when Ifeanyi is out of the country… Hopelessness and unimaginable sorrow overwhelm her. The blood follows soon after.
Ada is staring aimlessly out of the window. Mama softly places a rosary in her palm. If humans cannot comfort her, maybe faith can. Within moments, the delicate beads are scattered across the floor of the hospital ward. Ada has flung them across the room with all the venom she can muster before returning to the foetal position that has become her only source of solace. Attributing her bereavement to the mysterious plan of a benevolent God is not going to work this time.
This is the final straw for Mama Ifeanyi. Fuming under her breath, she glares at the witch who has eaten four of her son’s unborn children. Letting out a long and loud hiss, Ada’s mother-in-law spits at her and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her. The few friends who stay behind are fidgeting, growing restless. The awkward silence is stifling.
Ada remains mute. She still hasn’t called Ifeanyi. She can’t.
The visitors have gone. One by one, with a knowing nod directed at Mama, they crept out of the ward. Now, Mama is sobbing quietly. She reaches for her daughter’s hand but Ada recoils sharply as if her mother’s touch could scald her. With reluctant resignation, Mama sighs and leaves the room to get some air.
The door creaks open. She doesn’t bother to turn around to face whoever it is. They will leave eventually, anyway. Suddenly, she is enveloped in the familiar warmth of her husband’s arms. Mama must have called him. Her whole world now lies in this cramped hospital bed. Ifeanyi kisses her neck and pulls her closer. Ada bursts into tears.