CE FUT MON DESTIN

CHAPTER 16

Jamila's POV

These latecomers finally come and Ammene my mother. I go there with Fatima who kept comforting me. I call Alya and she picks up immediately.

Me: Hello.

She: You have voice, what does she have?

Me: come quickly to the hospital *******

After my sentence, I hear a dull noise as if she had thrown her phone.

She: Allahou Akbar, what are you doing at the hospital?

She doesn't even know what's going on and she reacts like that. I'm not going to tell him anything on the phone. I know her, she is too "eupeul".

She: answer me, you crazy woman.

Me: you come and I'll tell you.

She: You have...

I'm hanging up.

Alya's POV.

She hung up on me, right now my heart was going Bam Bam Bam, already it was fast but strong too.

I put away my luggage and when I decide to go out, this crazy woman blocks my way. She was the one who pulled me there to help her.

Me: let me pass.

She: You haven't finished your job yet. It's only 1 p.m.

Me: you don't pay me so get out.

She doesn't move so I push her but when I leave I hit Monsieur Jamil walking like crazy.

Him: are you going?

Me: actually I have an emergency, it's Jamila...She's in the hospital but I don't know what's going on.

Him: and what would you do there.

Me: but it's my sister sir, understand me please.

Him: Jamila you say? What happens to him?

I just said she didn't tell me anything no.

Me: She didn't tell me.

Him: OK, I'll take you back.

Me: you... you... thank you

Him: It's nothing.

I'll spare you the trip, we arrive and I haven't even looked for noon at Quatorzeur, I go down in deupsi and go back to the hospital.

I call her to find out if it's really her who is in danger or what. I was dialing her number when I see her from a distance pacing with a girl next to her.

Me: Jamilla?

She turns around and I run towards her then take her in my arms.

I pull away from her and see that her dress is all stained.

Moo: why is there blood on your dress?

She: Mom is in danger.

Me: your yemma?

Her: yes, she said still being in my arms.

Me: but how did this happen? And where is my mother?

Her: I don't know how it happened and I couldn't find your mother at home. Luckily I was there in time. She said letting go of me.

Me: ok everything will be fine. Can we go see her?

Her: no, but how fast are you.

Me: Jamil took me. He must have even left.

??: No, I'm still here.

We straighten up and see Jamil and his sister clinging to him.

3 hours later, still no news. Oh no I spoke too quickly, there's the doctor coming. Jami gets up (well like in the movies ?) and I get up too.

Jamie: So?

The doctor: are you from his family?

Jami: I am his daughter. Tell me she's fine.The doctor: actually no, your mother is in very serious condition. She ate deadly poison but luckily you came on time otherwise she would be dead already. And also, she's lucky the poison didn't get in too much, so she didn't have to operate. This poison kills in less than 2 hours.

Jami: I'm not asking you what could happen to him but what's going on right now. Is she okay? That's the question.

The doctor: sorry to see you say no. She's in a coma and if we don't unplug her in three days, she'll die. Which means if she doesn't open her eyes in three days, well... that'll be the end of it. Sorry, we did everything we could to get her to wake up right away.

Jami: you should have been able to save her, you said. I brought it very early.

Me: Jamila, it's not their fault that your mother is between life and death right now. Don't react like that. You know very well that it is God who wants it to happen this way. So believe in allah.

Jami: you too, I'm not asking you anything.

Well, I am silent. Easy!

Doctor: I'm really sorry.

Me: can I see her?

The doctor: not right away.

Jami: we don't have the same idea I think. She says leaving but the doctor holds her back.

Doctor: Please understand, we are just doing our job.

Jami: but if I go there, what's going to happen, I'm still not going to assassinate him.Doctor: Yes I know. But madam understand, she is....

Jami: okay go ahead. I understand, and it's not Madame but miss, stupid.

The doctor: I would ask you respect.

Jamil: no but it's good there. She told you to go away.

He leaves without flinching and Jamila falls on her knees.

Jamila's POV.

These words echoed in my head: if she does not open her eyes in three days, she will die.

My mother is the only one I have left. It's for her that I live, it's true that every soul will taste death but leaving there right away is early. She is my reason for living, it is for her that I breathe, eat, drink, entertain myself, amuse myself. It's for her that I don't cry, of course I have sometimes cried but no one has ever seen me. If I cry in front of her, she will hurt, and if I cry in front of others it's a shame, apart from crying for Allah which I've never done in front of people. If she leaves, life will have no meaning, I wouldn't taste life because I said it's for her that I live.

I felt arms lifting me up. This person warn there before she also ends up in a coma.

Me: f**k leave me.

I believe it's Jamil.

Alya: I know her, if she doesn't want to get up then leave her. I've already learned a lesson. She's crazy so leave it.

He finally leaves me and that's when I stretched out my hands and addressed myself to my lord. I don't care about other people.

Me: Ya Rabbi, 20 years old, you punished me, but who dares to stop you. It's true I shouldn't feel sorry for myself and that other people suffer more than me. I then accept all martyrdom, all suffering, all pain. But ya Rabbi leave my mother to me, that's the only thing I ask of you, waking her up at this moment will be nothing for you but a very beautiful and great thing for me. So please me at least once in my life. Only this one...

I couldn't continue because I felt stares around me.

Me: please take care of the sick people you came for and let me talk with Allah.

Bah what, they are too curious.

Me: ya Allah you hear me right? So granted my wish (these words are very reminiscent?)

Jamil: Jamila it's good you too get up, you don't know if it's clean here or not.

Fatima: he's right you know.

I get up and turn to them.

Alya: are we going home?

Me: aren't you hungry?

They just looked at me like they were shocked except Alya who looked at me like that?

Jamil: are you serious?

Alya:tkt she is never serious.

Jamil: yes I noticed.

Fatima: let's go home.

Me: please, a favor. Let me go with Alya and I'll come back later.

Jamil walks over to me and takes both of my hands.

I should have taken it off but I couldn't.

Jamil: ok, and if you need anything you call me.

I didn't know he was so nice.

Me: ok thank you.Jamil: I....Wait, this ring. Where did you get that ring? He said to me, noticing the ring that I had put on my finger.

I look at Fatima who was looking back at me.

Me: actually...uh...

Fatima: we found him where his mother was, you understand, I hope?

Jamil: actually no, I don't understand. But this ring looks like the one I gave to Aïcha.

It gets interesting all of a sudden.

Me: so it's up to her. It shows that it's an overpriced ring, so what's she doing here?

Jamil: um, you never know. Good Fatima here we go.

Fatima: Jamila see you later.

Then they leave.

We also leave the hospital. But Alya was looking at me with a look I can't describe.

What me?

She: take out what you have.

Me: what are you talking about?

Her: ok, think I'm crazy. You want to cry but cry.

In fact, she is too right, but I don't let it show.

Me: you're mean you want to see me cry.

Her: it's not that but I know you want to cry.

Me: me I always want to cry but I don't so here goes.

She: comes into my arms at least.

I throw myself at her but her phone rings. Who dared to destroy this moment of happiness.

Alya: it's mom

Me: Loudspeaker.

She picks up and puts it on loudspeaker.

*Phone call *

Ouma:Alya where are you?

Alya: that's what I would like to know about you. We are looking for you everywhere.Ouma: it's just that it's all weird, I come home but I can't find Fatima, I call her but her phone is here and I have a lot of missed calls from you, and there was a man who forced me to come with him. What's going on? Where are you?

Alya: I am with Jamila, her mother is in serious danger.

Ouma: Alya I am not your equal, what mother are you talking about? Alya watch out for yourself, I'm not kidding.

Alya: cheuut, ok we're coming.

Alya hangs up without waiting for her mother's answer.

*End of the phonecall *

It's already 5 p.m. and I haven't even prayed.

Her: Seeing the expression on your face, you regret not praying, we go back to deupsi then.

I stop and stare at her while opening my mouth wide. Wesh how she knows.

Her: you're going to swallow a fly if you don't close your mouth (ohlala the rhyme) And my dear 13 years of friendship are not jokes dh.

Me: you said it.

Once at home, we find Aunt Ouma pacing. Alya runs and hugs her.

Alya: but mom where were you, I was so worried about you.

Oh girl, I really don't know what to say. She was afraid for her mother but she stayed by my side.

Ouma: Don't worry it's nothing, it's just a guy who wanted me to buy fish by force, I refused then he brought me by force with him to watch these "pretty" fish but all's well that ends well. But what were you saying about Fatima, and I can't find her anywhere. She's never done this before.

Me: actually my aunt it's nothing serious it's just that she is in a coma.

Ouma: co....co....Jamila where is your mother? What is she doing there? And you can explain to me why and how you say it's nothing serious.

Me: Don't worry, she ate a deadly poison.

Ouma: DEADLY? She is fine? Tell me she's okay Jamila. She said putting her hand over her mouth.

Me: to be honest no, if she doesn't wake up in 3 days later, well, we'll lose her.

She drops onto the sofa and holds her head.

I approach her and take her in my arms. And Alya does the same.

Me: All this is useless, and this is the will of Allah. If she has to leave she will leave and if she has to stay she will stay. Now let's all pray for her. Come on.

It's true that it's too bad to accuse people, but I have the impression that it was Aïcha who put poison on mum's meal. Already she doesn't love me at all and I'm sure this ring is hers. But hey, only allah knows everything, I don't have enough evidence to accuse him.