The Augury

part 122

[ Sfiso ]

" Nomcebo I love you but I'm not staying in this hospital another day "
Her: but the Dr?"
Me: the Dr can go fuck himself the hell I care, give me your phone let me speak to Mbali...its been weeks without seeing my son"
She sighs and gave me her phone,
Her: I will go call the Dr"

She kissed my lips and walked out, that denim dress is a bit short,
Her: stop checking my ass "
She said not even looking at me
Me: that dress is short "
Her: you should have seen the one I was wearing yesterday it was even shorter than this "
Me: Nomcebo!"
She giggled and walked out

I dialed Mbali number
Me: Get me out of here "
" ooh hi, Mbali...unjani Mbali... You know I almost died but with God grace I'm alive " she said mocking me
Me: are you done? "
She busts out and laughed,
Me: dude get me out of here !"
Her: you were short four times, went to surgery, been in a coma for almost four days and the second you wake up you want to be discharged now why would I do that?"
Me: because I need to be with my son, "
She kept quiet, Mbali is the only person that knows the debt of my situation with my son and my mother, she is a prophet after all and she just picked it up only by a handshake. So when I say I need to be with my son she will not ask any further questions.
Me: my son needs me, if you not going to do this for me do it for him."
Her: I know...I know I will work something out ok"
Me: thank you...any leads on the shooting?"
Her: let's focus on getting you better and out of there first...look I have spoken to the captain and we taking you off this case "
Me: damn it!!!!...."
I clenched my Jaws and cursed " Fuck ...fuck !!!" My arm, chest, and legs hurt like a mother fucker, I breath out loud
Me: Mbali you cant do this to me !"
Her: it's done, besides Silas is dead, Cebo and Alex are safe, the storm is over ...."

Me: I don't care how you people work, in my line of work I need to put that busted who did this to me behind bars!! The shooting was no supernatural shit,  it was more of a hit that was set for me, I need to find out who was behind it"
She breathes out loud
Me: you know something Mbali! Who the fuck was it?"
She breathes out loud and sighs
Me: get me out of here now! '
Her: let me see your medical report first and will talk about the transfer...look I have to go"
She said her goodbye and dropped the call

I didn't want to think a lot about the shooting so, I decided to call my mother God knows I hate talking to her
Her: hello"
Me: Molo mama "
Her: Sfiso ...are you ok ?"
Me: I'm fine ..."
Her: I heard you were in the hospital, what happened ?"
Me: just injury at work "
Her: so it's JUST an injury? And I must not worry right?"
I breathe out loud here we go again
Me: since when you did you decided to make umtana your emergency contact? Do you hate me that much that you did not think I deserve to be the first person to know about your wellbeing"
Me: and blame me yet again for career path "
Her: why did you have to follow in his footsteps"
Me: it's my life mother "
Her: you always make stupid decisions just like your father !"
Me: I just called to say I'm fine ...
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Her: For now ... What about the next time?...does Omnia deserve this?"
Me: bye ma"
I dropped the call and looked up, God I hate my mother.

" are you ok?"
I looked up and was met by Cebo, standing by the door
Me: yep...come here "
Her: Sfiso ...you know everything about me, can you trust me enough to let me inside your heart"
I breathe out loud
Me: I have mother issues"
She bites her lip and set next to me, I breathe out loud as she looked at me dead in my eyes I guess there is no right time to tell her this, but I might as well say it

Me: dad left my mother when I was just a young boy, I grew up with my mother telling me that she died and I knew that was not true because my father visited me on the side when my younger brother was born I became a pest in her life, I was called a mistake, not good enough and every little thing that went wrong in our house I was the one to be blamed I was beaten, called all kind of names, my stepfather left my mother just when I turned 14, he left with my brother and my days became even darker.

Apparently, I was the reason her so-called lover left with her favorite son.
In the midst of my hardship, I meet with Omnia mother during school holidays, shit happened we broke up, nine months later I found a baby boy on my doorstep, with a note that read
" his name is Omnia ...his your son ...I'm sorry Sfiso"

I will never hurt my son, but I will admit the first time I looked at my son the thoughts crossed my mind due to my living conditions at home,
Surprisingly my mother did not show signs of being hurt or angry at me for fathering a child at a tender age, but that's when I realized on that day that my mother is a narcissist, with evil potential, she took me to a therapist and I was diagnosed with severe postpartum depression.

I did everything right when it came to taking care of Omnia and my main focus was to finish school get a job and move out with my son, As soon as I recognized the signs of PPD, it was around the time I went to the police academy. I asked my mom to take care of my son while I was away,
Boy is that a day I regret now.

My mom ended up seeking full custody of my son during the 12 months I was in the academy, and I was stripped of all rights and access to him. PPD was the worst thing that happened to me, but it happened, and she used it against me, while she knew she was the one that inflicted it, after years of therapy endless treatment, I was treated, and I got better. However, I was granted supervised visits at my mother's discretion. It's been 15 years and she still hangs him over my head. . .

Cebo it took hard work to get me where I am right now, l have held down a good job for years. I am doing much better in life than I was 10 years ago. But this still isn't good enough for my mother, or at least she treats me that way...if it wasn't for Omnia being stubborn and loudmouth I would not have gotten a chance to raise him and live with him,

But just when I thought I won the fight, I was recently contacted by Child Protection saying I'm an unfit parent and my Job is a danger to me and my son's life...boom another court case on my ass.

I am seeking full custody of him in the upcoming court battle I am likely going to face but now my  CURRENT SITUATION has just worked in her favor again!
Cebo I can not lose my Son he is my life."

Cebo looked at me and ran her hands on my face
Her: you not going to lose him "
Me: I feel as though I was born under a cloud even in my baby pictures, I look worried. I think in a way I was robbed of the capacity to feel joy because of my mother. My son is the only person that brings me happiness and solace, she can't take him away she just can not "
Her: ooh Sfiso...I'm so sorry "

She pulls me to the hug, despite the pain my body feels with her tight hug, I felt my heart dissolving the hate I had all these years for my mother.
The effect, though, is that it is difficult to maintain the “truth” of my story when there are no collaborators and no witnesses. Of course, I know better than to expect some kind of grand moment with my mom where she owns up to what she did and how much she hurt me. But I have lost the urge to blame her or punish her, her health is failing, and I only wish her safe passage should the time comes.
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To be continued