CE FUT MON DESTIN

CHAPTER 11

We all turned our eyes to the one who spoke and as I least expected it was Aunt Gogo who just said I'm right. Am I going to kill myself sax. It's not at all sure, and if she was up to something.

Diarra: maybe she's right, but she doesn't stick her nose in my business.

What is she doing with my very nose.

Diarra: you know what Jamila, it's not up to you to tell me what I should or shouldn't do. If I have to have a stay-at-home husband, do you mind.

Me: do you really see your husband in the home?

Diarra: I SAID IT WAS NOT YOUR PROBLEM. Mind your goddamn business.

Uncle dad: where do you think you are shouting?

Diarra: she just minds her own business, my life is not yours.

Me: ok Diarra cv, we calm down. I will no longer mind your business inshallah. I am......

Diarra: and now you are going to play the saint.

Me: Diarra, I was even about to apologize. Because I am absolutely not looking for controversy. I don't want to argue over mere business knowing that the SWS prophet doesn't like this. I'm still not going to miss such a reward because of you.

Diarra: BECAUSE OF ME?

Uncle Dad: ITS ENOUGH DIARRA, STOP SCREAMING.

Nina: Mustapha is right. Jamila tells us about this reward so that some understand.

By this time Diarra was so angry you could hear his breathing and his eyes turned red. They say she's been mad at me for a long time.

Me: the SWS prophet said: he who avoids argument being in error, a dwelling will be built for him in the periphery of paradise; whoever avoids it by being right, it will be built for him in the midst of paradise; and whoever perfects his behavior, it will be built for him in the midst of paradise. So Diarra, if once I said the wrong thing, I'm sorry. And please stop.

Diarra: she's really mad at me actually. Don't lecture me.

But I just apologize no, you even saw it.

Diarra: you're absolutely nothing compared to me so don't tell me what to do. Me a simple good, a simple nothing at all will tell me what I should do?

Me: Diarra is enough, you really go beyond the limits. I just apologized.

Diarra: and it's not up to you to tell me to shut up.

Me: if you have to shut up and you've been pissing us off for a while, I'm going to tell you to do it.

I think if I stay here any longer, I'm going to talk nonsense.

I get up but she opens her mouth.

Diarra: you're already leaving, you know you're wrong. Take care of your problems First, take care of feeding your dear little mother who will eventually die if you don't hurry. You are absolutely nothing, you are only poor people who have had nothing since their birth. I once heard that your father left you why because your mother was cheating on her. Of course You took this aspect of your mother, a tepu. SO......

Me: s**t DIARRA.

I say turning to face her.

Me: in fact, that's the drop of water that broke the camel's back. Since earlier you have only been talking and of course you touch my heart but I let it go. And what's the matter with all of you with my mother. Eh? Every time you take on me, there's the word mother, abandonment, father and I don't know that word "p***". I've had more than enough.

Her: I don't care...Me: I don't care if you don't care. You're going to shut up and listen because all the time you've been yelling. And also you have what to say that I am nothing me and my mother. You think that without money I am nothing. Unfortunately, that's what a lot of people think. "You are nothing for nothing" people say. At least I have the right people, I have what loves me not for what I have but for what I am but you will be loved for what you have and not for what you are because it is you there who is nothing. You show you got money but where is your dignity? You will of course tell me that you have dignity but you don't have any apart from showing your Body, your buttocks, your shapes, your beauty and your money. BUT WHERE IN ALL THIS IS THE ONE WHO GAVE YOU ALL THIS. Sorry uncle dad, I didn't mean to shout. Tell me Diarra, have you ever thanked Allah for giving you all this. You say that I am nothing. Bah yes I am nothing, you are nothing. Everything that is in this room, I would even say in the world is absolutely nothing. You are only made of a drop of sperm, you are born, you grow up, we feed you then Allah gives you goods, you use them as you want and then you die leaving everything behind you. And with that you say you are someone. You are only a number of days. No, but don't care about this low world and what is there. Prepare for the afterlife. Allah has given many goods to many people. But unfortunately few use them as Allah wills. You sell yourself your money when it is Allah who gives it to you, it is not yours. If Allah wanted, he would have put the opposite direction, giving me wealth and you poverty. But Allah knows what he is doing and is never wrong. You are nothing, this money you sell yourself for and the cause for which you treat me like this, you are going to leave it here. This body you also sell yourself all day long, the worms will eat. What will remain? Blade! This is what will remain, and on the day of resurrection we will see if this soul was pure or not. So don't care about this low world and what's in it and stop saying that you're better than those who have nothing. 'Cause you're no better, Allah is looking at The soul my dear, that's what he's looking at. You're better than me, oh sister, take it all. But first think of Allah, take at least 5 minutes of your day and think of Al Khaliq, the creator, Al Wahhab, the very generous, the one who gave you all this. Think of Al Mudhil, the one who humbles the proud, Al Rafi, the one who elevates, Al Khafid, the one who lowers, Al Muhyīy, who gives death, Al Mumīt, the one who gives life. Really think my sister of Al Wāhid, the unique.

When I had a break, that's when I noticed all eyes were on me. I hope after everything I said I didn't cry. I run both my hands over my face. Well no, I didn't cry.

Me: And Diarra, please respect my mother. She has nothing against you so do the same. I won't say anything to yours because I have respect for three today. Your Mother, Tata Khady and also Allah SWT. Tss, and it's not even you who will prevent me from eating.

I come back to sit down.

Diarra: what I was saying, you're hungry.

With all that I just said there. Ndeysane, she listened but did not hear.

Me: I wouldn't say anything, I have respect for uncle dad.

I smile and continue to eat. And to think that I almost missed this. Ahh Diarra completely killed me lol.

Me: eat!

Jamil: why are you never serious. Everything I see giving a speech like the one you gave, they hold back their tears and even when there's food, they leave. But you come back and smile as if nothing had happened.

Fatima: I was thinking the same thing.

Me: my anger only lasts a few minutes. And I would leave the food for an argument? Only death will prevent me from eating.

Nina, Jamil, Fatima and Kadia start laughing but the others as if they weren't there. But too bad eh, what I say I say it, if it touches you then YOUR BACK BROTHER.

Diarra: Jamila we pay you ok, so do my room.

So it's decided, she listened but didn't hear.

Me: you don't pay me, your sister also doesn't pay me. I came here for Fatima's health and I only help Kadia so my sister...

Diarra: I'm not your sister.

Me: ok as you wish. I smiled.

If she thinks I'll do her room mdrr.

After having finished eating, I make a fruit juice for Fatima then her mother calls me.

We sit in the interior lounge.

Nina: Jamila you disappoint me.

Laylaaa, maybe she didn't want me talking like that with Diarra.

End of the chapter

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