Angel’s Tale (English)

 

 

I throw my wig recklessly into the table. This silvery wig flies smoothly above the crafted table before finally ended in one side of the table just like a bunch of goose feathers fully of dust. Meanwhile in the corner of this fancy room, on a luxury bed with the silky features all over the side, laid down an old woman with closed eyes. That woman is my wife. From the corner of the window, I see my children, Nathan and Nadia walk out from our front door, welcoming their friend’s call for playing in the glimmering shine of sunset which is seducing the night.

 

Once again I am alone in this all years hard work paid castle. I am tired after all day through hiding the truth from Nathan and Nadia about their mother.

 

“What is happened to Mom, Dad?” asked Nathan.

 

“Is Mom going to be okay, Dad?” asked Nadia.

 

“I want to see Mom!” yelled Nathan.

 

“I want my Mom!” yelled Nadia.

 

Those questions were echoing all over the house all day before eventually I have succeeded to persuade some neighbourhood children to ask Nathan and Nadia to play with them outside the house.

 

I sit beside my wife’s body or at least it is what it looks like from outside. Her tiny face still has the beauty of the past. Her gorgeous blue colored eyes with a pretty shaped eyebrows are closed and hardly to opened anymore. Her beautiful curly red hair has gone and torn in many parts. Her body that was looked like a body of a mermaid now laid down palely and faintly. Already nine years since my wife told me that she had a very painful headache and then became unconscious until nowadays. Then a doctor gave a very bad news that sounds like a death sentenced letter for my wife.

 

“Your wife is going to die”, said the doctor.

 

How I can accept this fact. A lovely wife will be taken just like that in front of me. A wonderful mother will be taken all of a sudden from my children. How I can accept this fact.

 

I walk upon a mirror. Just want to make sure that I am still me. A flash of the past memories plays back in my mind. It is still very clear that more than half of a century ago I met this woman. When I looked into her eyes suddenly everything has become clear. I left my duty to be with her. I even left God to be with her. I kept her away from God’s invitation. Now, after these years lived together, the time for her leave has come back again and I can not help her anymore. God is calling her back and I am nobody now. A pair of my wings had already been taken away from me.

 

I look very carefully at my own face in the mirror. Still the same face as yesterday, a week before, a year before, or even as fifty years ago. This face will never become old. This is a God’s gift that still left on me. I remember curious face on Nathan when he introduced his teacher to me but then his teacher told him that she wants to meet his father rather than his brother. And I also remember confused face on Nadia when her boyfriend said he feels very jealous and mad when he saw Nadia was going out with another boy which is me, her father.   

 

That is true. I can not be old. In my age that already nearly a hundred years old everything is still looked like exactly the same. My hair still has the golden shine, my eyes still as sharp as eyes of an eagle with the straight line of thick blonde eyebrows, my face still has the softness of snow while my jaw is still as strong as a jaw of a knight. So then I decide to wear a silvery wig and a little make up to convince people around me and especially my own children that I am already old enough to be their father. That is true. I can not be old. Since, I was an angel of God before.

 

Meanwhile my wife is just a human. That is true. My only love is a human being. A flesh and a blood. Despite of that, she is a human who is more like an angel to me. She is the one who made me crazy about her. She is the only beauty for me. She is the only serenity for me. She is the only happiness for me. The moment when I met her was the most beautiful moment in my life. Although at that time, I was in a duty of taking her to meet the God. I had been assigned to take her soul.  She was on the way to home when the car which is driven by her crashed a roadside tree. I saw her gorgeous eyes. I brought her body with my bare hand. I could not leave her alone. So I saved her. I had been taking care of her time by time until I realized, I had been a part of her life. That is true. I married her and after a while another ‘angel’ came into our life. That was Nathan. And not so long after, Nadia came as well. That is true. The joyful laugh of Nathan and Nadia prettifies our love stories. But they all are still human beings, different from me.

 

Year by year, they started to grow old while I am not. Every single lie I have done in order to stay living with them without any curiosity. Because they do not know that I was an angle. Thanks to this foolish wig and this stupid make up, I still can live with them. A day, a week, a month, a year, ten years, fifty years had passed full of happiness until these days came. Already nine years since my wife told me that she had a very painful headache and then became unconscious until these days. Then a doctor gave a very bad news that sounds like a death sentenced letter for my wife.

 

“Your wife is going to die”, said the doctor.

 

How I can accept this fact. A lovely wife will be taken just like that in front of me. A wonderful mother will be taken all of a sudden from my children. How I can accept this fact.

 

Until then, I made an agreement with the God. I will pay back my sin. I will do anything for my family happiness. And today is the last day for me. Once more time I will try to save her. Since, I was an angel of God before. Saving human is my duty.

 

While the reddish shine of the evening sky goes dark, as dark as my soul now. I hear the voices of Nathan and Nadia on the front door. They already came back. I am so sorry my children. Dad has to go now. I look at the beautiful soul on the bed for the last time. The woman whom I am in loved with. The woman who has been a miraculous angel for an angel like me. The woman who has been a beautiful sin in my whole immortal life. I wish that our love will last forever and ever. That is the only wish that I have got until finally my body started to vanish. Started from my feet goes up vanishing slowly until this eternal face disappeared from the world. I have disappeared as soon as the darkness of the night covering the day.

 

… … …

 

Slowly I open my eyes. I felt cold in my lower body. Then all of a sudden I begin to cry. So hard until then a pair of soft hands grab my body and hug me tight. These hands change my diaper in such a pleasant way. I look at her face and suddenly everything has become so clear. That face has already as beautiful as it used to be with a gorgeous blue colored eye and a beautiful curly red hair. That is true. That is the face of my lovely wife or the face of my lovely Mom now. For the cure of my wife illness, I had asked God to take away my immortality as a