FLAWED FAMILY

She loved her daughter, she truly did, but sometimes the young lady behaved so erratically that she almost seemed like a stranger. Under the dim light of the room in the elite, ostentatious hospital, she sat with her shoulders slumped, wondering about the grim expression on her daughter’s face. Any passerby won’t think much of it. The poor girl’s father was admitted in the hospital all of a sudden, surely she wouldn’t be spurting rainbows from her mouth. However, if you looked closely, you could see smidgens of irritability rather than those of concern; a trait that would be enough to label her as an immature daughter with no seriousness or worry about her old man. This was what had gotten her mother in a twist. Her daughter was the soothing cool breeze and energizing ray of sunshine all rolled into one, a hyper-active girl who showered her father with affection all the time. She might not be perfect but she was a gem, their gem. If anything, her behavior right now was nothing but perplexing. Little did the mother know, the daughter was well aware of how the situation seemed, however, she couldn’t give a damn.

She loved her father, she truly did. She was concerned too, however, every time she noticed the look of utter peace in his face, she couldn’t help but feel annoyed. It was as if he was loving the status quo, basking over the nonexistent glory of it. The doctor hounding him to ensure he was alright, the nurses specifically assigned to him taking care of him, her mother giving him a massage and being at his beck and call, it was indubitably obvious that he was deriving some twisted tranquility out of it all. She endeavored to understand his perspective, but she couldn’t consume the fact that he was somewhat secretively enjoying at the expense of his loved ones’ peace of mind. It was a simple issue of gas, the X-ray report had authenticated that, however he was hell- bent on getting hospitalized because apparently his body felt as if it was bursting into flames. Worse was the way he changed his behavior as per the people surrounding him. In solitude, he behaved like the dinosaur-in-distress. Groaning and gnashing his teeth, only grumbling as a response to anything that his wife asked, setting up a nice pretense of attempting to speak but not being able to due to the unbearable pain. However, that didn’t stop him from indulging in a nice tete-a-teta like a smiley miley with the wardboys and nurses. What trumped everything else was his behavior when the doctors came in, the act was so perfect that even she couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. Little did the daughter know, the father was well aware of how the situation seemed, however, he couldn’t give a damn.

He loved his family, he truly did. He genuinely did not want them to worry much, perhaps just a little bit? Oh, who was he kidding, he was enjoying the fact that his wife was wound up over his health. The neck massages were truly little iotas of bliss. How long had it been anyway since she’d last done it? He didn’t even remember. She had always lived in extremes, and never in a good way. She was always either ‘too’ busy or ‘too’ tired or ‘too’ frustrated by work to ever even sit with him for a nice chat. Not now though, now she was all his. His nice little family worried sick about him, paying attention to every moan coming out of his lips and every drop of glucose entering his vein. Well, maybe not the family in entirety. His daughter seemed rather off, not in a way that she should have considering the fact that her father is hospitalized. His daughter had always been a chatterbox and a cuddler, something he adored about her. Now, though, she barely even gave him a sweet smile, a nice review of the latest book she read or the most recent episode of her favourite TV series was out of the question. He didn’t worry much though, if there was anything he was absolutely certain about it was his daughter’s love for him. He was well aware that he had multitudinous flaws, most of which she was well-acquainted with. That didn’t stop her from loving him then, so why would she now? Moreover, the extravagant attention from the hospital staff more than made up for this little glitch in his plan. Not to mention, the patient next to him seemed like a pretty cool guy. It had been too long since he sat down, relaxed and had a nice conversation with a young intellect like himself. Everything was going according to the plan, he had even successfully befooled the doctor, the good old idiot was getting all worked up as if this was the most complicated case of his lifetime. Perhaps it truly was, you never know these days. Little did the father know, the doctor was well aware of how the situation seemed, however, he couldn’t give a damn.

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Roselina Roby

Daughter. Friend. Law student. Writer. Dreamer.

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