I said: We are doing nothing wrong. It is the job of every son to make his father happy. I want my son to make my husband happy.
I predicted that once my son heard about my husbands stroke, my son would felt guilty My son would sacrifice his foolish dream to see the world out there My son would stay with us.My son would look after his ailing father.
My prediction was right. I had carried him for nine months. I am his mother. I know how to manipulate him to get the reaction I want. My son is a man who lets his heart rule him. Kindness is his nature. He would not leave his parents suffering.
Of course, my husband did not have any stroke. My husband pretended that his speech was slurred and he could not use his hands.
My husband said: I do not know how long I can go on playing this role of not speaking properly and not using my hands. I am always living in fear one day my son will discover the truth that I did not have a stroke. Once he learns the truth, he would hate me forever.
I cannot have my son hating me.
I assured my husband that our lies would have a happy ending I have a plan where you could end your charade, I said. Trust me, you will not playing this role for long, I added.
Subtly, I suggested to my son that he should get married and have a child. I said: Let your father see his first grandchild before he dies. I want my husband to die as a happy man after seeing his first grandchild.
Once again, my son had fallen into the web of my manipulation. His wife and his son would be an anchor that would make my son to stay in this town forever and completely forget about his dreams to see the world out there.
His newborn son would bring such tremendous joy to my husband that he will be determined to get cured. Slowly, my husbands speech will improve and he will start using his right hand.
My son has no clue his fathers recovery was fake. My son would like to believe that God has shown mercy and his fathers recovery was a miracle from God.
I do not want to lie to my son. But I had no choice. I could not see my husband in sadness. I want to make my husband happy. It is a job of every son to make his father happy.
