Those last days. No way of wrapping it pretty or pretending Rafa was dying. Ma was relying on me, she wanted me to help Rafa in anyway I could. Don’t get me wrong but if I was the all powerful then I would surely help him. Everything had become worse after Rafas so called wife left, all we know is that she is with another man in New York. Ma was going through a lot of pain and so was i, doctors say he could die within a week . We were struggling to cope, everyday Ma would go to church for Rafas well being. Praying so much that her hair started to turn white. Rafa would always be sleeping or watching TV he had not been the same since his his wife left him, but the worst thing is that she had placed the child in care.We would have definitely adopted him but with a scenario like this is our house it is not good for the child.
Our Ma was in a tragic position after losing her husband, she would never touch dads things, she hated the thought of him. She would open the office door slowly creaking as it did walking into the room she would stop at dads picture and question him. The cluttered dusty room has not been cleaned for 3 years. He is probably enjoying is new life with that bloody shameless women. NO letters, NO messages and not even a visit from him. It is not as though he never cared about us.That night we went to bed we could her Ma crying not sure for who, could be for Rafa or our cheating father. I went to check on Ma and I saw that she was holding a picture of Rafa very tightly, I could tell that she would miss him, obviously she would miss him he is her son of course.
The next morning there was a knock on the door, It was Pura Rafas wife, Ma got angry and started to shout, “Wheres the child” Shouted Ma. “What car the one you stole of us”. “I dont know what your on about” she cried. Rafa walked in with a confused look”what are you doing here” he said. “I have come to sign our divorce papers” Pura pronounced. ” Hurry up then I can not bare to be married to a so called person like you”. They both signed the papers and she was out as fast as a fly. “That stupid women better not come back her or I will pull her around the car park by her hair” Shouted Rafa. I can not believe that she did not realize how ill Rafa was, no wonder why she was a rotten women.
That evening I had gone to the market to get Ma some chicken,chips and fish seeing as me and Rafa loved fast food. I had also seen some of my friends at the market, they were curious to know how Rafa was, I told them to mind their own business.When I had got home I saw that the Halalulia group were around. They were praying for Rafa and his upside down world. Ma had even told them to stay for dinner, not so great anymore. Ma got cooking in the kitchen starting the grill,, she put in the marinated chicken wings,fried the fish and also the chips. I laid out the table and placed on the table cloth which we only used when there were guests. Me and Rafa munched threw the chicken and chips leaving nothing for the halalulia group, all they got was the fish. Me and Ma had a conversation about Rafa when they had left, we spoke about his health and how we could help him. We thought of taking him out tomorrow as he might get better.
The next day we took Rafa to the Mall down the road, he was quite keen on the idea. When we arrived we took Rafa into many shops to see what he would like, it became a bit harder to shop with Rafa seeing as he had lost a lot of weight. We bought Rafa many clothes and went to eat, their was a KFC in the mall so that is where we went. As we were about to order we saw Rafas old girlfriend as a worker. Rafa and her talked about their life and then Rafa out of nowhere asked her if she would start dating him again,she agreed. The flipping idiot is in the ring with cancer and he wants a girlfriend. As long as it makes him happy its cool, we ordered a KFC bucket filled with wings and drumsticks which we all shared including Rafa’s ‘new’ girlfriend. When we went home it seemed that Rafa started to feel better maybe because of his girlfriend Catherine, she is quite a nice person and I think she could be able to help Rafa, Ma thought so too. We monitored how Rafa was feeling for a whole week and it seems the doctor was wrong Rafa was not going to die, the medicines were helping.
We took Rafa to the hospital and they said the medicines were definitely helping. Rafa was cured Ma’s prayers were heard, we knocked into Catherine on the way back who had bought Rafa a box of chocolates and flowers. This time Rafa was certain that Catherine would not run off like the other one. We walked past a care home on the way back and we saw Carlos, Rafa’s son, we went in to meet him, he seemed to be very excited when he saw us,Rafa ran to him and lifted him into the air. We spoke to the care workers that we are his family and that we wanted to take him home. We left with Carlos who was filled with happiness. We took him home and had prepared a small gathering for him, where we welcomed him with special hugs.

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