Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Tuesday September 25th 2001
"Mr. Hada your Mother in law is on the phone," the secretary said into the intercom.
"One minute," Amir said glancing back at the Congressman that sat across from him at his desk.
"Go ahead you can take the call I have a few minutes," the Congressman said.
"I only take minute, I tell her I call back," Amir said in his broken English apologizing to the Congressman for his Mother-in-law's untimely interruption. He quickly hit the flashing button on the speaker phone intending to tell his Mother-in-law that he would call her back.
"Tiso, I call you…" He said before she interrupted him.
"Amir, Malena she see newspaper. She hear you talk to your lover Tiffany this morning on telephone. I take her back home to island today for recovery," his Mother in law said angrily as Amir rushed to touch the button to cut off the speaker. He quickly picked up the handset to the phone smiling at the Congressman in apology.
"I call you one minute," he said into the phone.
"No. This minute I tell you my daughter no recover this way."
"I be home one minute," he said turning to glance out of his office window at the view of the Hudson River and the skyline of the city below.
"No I tell you. Now is too late," she said disconnecting her cell phone as they pushed Malena's stretcher towards the waiting private jet.
"I have to go," the Congressman said standing and extending his hand towards Amir after he had watched him hang up the phone.
"There must be some mistake. Please excuse," Amir said awkwardly.
"I didn't hear a thing," the elder Congressman said walking towards the doorway of Amir's office.
"Unfortunate language misunderstanding," Amir said shaking his head hoping that the conversation the Congressman had just overheard wouldn't be reported to the press and cause him to lose the upcoming mayoral elections.
"Women, can't live with them, can't live without them. Don't worry. We've all had our share of this kind of thing," the Congressman said walking out into the lobby.
Amir watched the Congressman walk through the lobby and step onto the waiting elevator. He sat down at his desk and picked up the phone dialing the number to his Upper East Side Mansion.
"Hada residence," his housekeeper answered.
"I call to check on Malena," Amir said hopefully.
"Mr. Hada. I have bad news. Malena and her Mother they leave," she said in her broken English.
"They leave two hours. Your wife she go back into coma," the housekeeper said.
"No. Why no one call me here."
"Her Mother come to her bed and see newspaper beside Malena. She cry. She say she find Malena sleeping and can not wake her. She say this Tiffany cause her daughter so much pain that she take her home immediately."
"No," Amir said.
"I am so sorry Mr. Hada."
"I go to airport," Amir said.
"I think it too late."
"Why didn't you call to report this to me?"
"I am sorry Mr. Hada," the housekeeper said as her hands reached into her apron pocket as she felt the large stack of folded money Malena's Mother had given her.
"If she call again…" Amir said.
"I think it too late," the housekeeper said as she listened to the sound of Amir hanging up the phone.
"Bob, this is Congressman Whitehead. Look, get in touch with the newspapers. Amir's out of the race for mayor. Why? His comatose wife woke up long enough to find out he was seeing that Tiffany woman, then she left him."
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.