CE FUT MON DESTIN

CHAPTER 18

I detach myself, no, I come down from Jamil and see Aïcha of course and.....Abdel? What are they doing here at this hour?

Aïcha: can you explain to me why and how you kiss my boyfriend as if he were yours?

Me: sorry but no, I can't explain.

I take the book and when I leave she pushes me and just so as not to drop the book, I almost fell but luckily I was caught. And guess who just saved me from the ground, Jamil. I looked at him with a look that said don't leave me just so you can make the crazy girl more jealous.

Aïcha: Jamil leaves this girl.

Jamil: you want her to fall, that's it.

Aïcha: ohh respect me Jamil. She said pulling me.

Me: Hey take it easy. You hurt me.

Aisha: I DON'T CARE DAMN IT.

Abdel/Jamil: Where do you think you are shouting?

Me: ouuuuuuuh hot!

Abdel and Jamil look at each other then Abdel goes back into the room since he was still outside.

Abdel: the files! He said with regard to Jamil.

The latter goes I don't know where then brings a large envelope.

Me: Jamil thank you for the book. I say with my best smile.

Jamil: okay.

Abdel: Aïcha, let's go.

Aisha: I'm telling you that I didn't come here with you but to see my boyfriend, but I find this b***h throwing him off like jaja and accepts him. Jamil are you cheating on me?

Me: Anyway, I'm going to sleep.

I was leaving but Aïcha stops me with her hand. Alright.....ok.

Aïcha: you won't move until YOU Jamil explain to me.Jamil: stop with his fits of jealousy, and I have nothing to explain to you, ok?

Me: here is a guy, a real guy.

Jamil looks at me with a very icy gaze, very icy that I felt my Body was freezing mdrr. I'm serious, I was scared.

Aisha: YOU KNOW WHAT?

??: but what are these cries?

Please welcome Tonton papa, his wives, his mother, his son....good for the whole family. It even looks like all of Africa, there are so many of them.

Uncle Papa: What's going on here? And Aïcha it is dark. Why are you screaming?

Aïcha: it's this filthy maid who wants to take my boyfriend, I found them here in the bedroom....

Jamal: Ahh only, but that's cool.

Mdrr, this kid

Me: you know what Aisha, don't get me drunk. You don't see the Koran I'm holding in my hand. Well he offered it to me and I took him in my arms. I finish by pointing at him. And there you come to have your fit of jealousy, your boyfriend doesn't give a damn about it.

Aïcha: my....my ring?

Me: sorry?

Aïcha: it's my ring you're wearing there. I searched for it so much.

Me: ahh this ring? I say showing it to him.

Aïcha: give me this ring right away.

Me: if it's really your ring, prove it.

Aïcha: This ring comes from Dubai, Jamil himself gave it to me for my birthday. Ask him, even Abdel and Diarra can prove that.

Jamil: yes she's right, but I don't know why Jamila would veil your ring, maybe it's a misunderstanding, don't accuse her.Diarra: but you're defending this crazy madwoman.

Aïcha: ok defend there, that's your problem. But this ring is mine. You can't even afford this ring. Go give it to me.

Me: You don't care where I found her?

Aïcha:bah in my house.

Me: I never set foot in your house and to tell the truth, I found this ring in my apartment next to my mother just now. So if it's Your ring, it's you who put poison in my yemma's meal.

Aïcha: no but....but I'm dreaming or you're accusing me of the attempted murder of your mother.

I do.

Jamil: stop accusing him because you have no proof.

Me: so this ring is not yours.

Aïcha: If I understand you stole this ring and you say you found it I don't know where just to accuse me.

Me: Fatima can say anything.

Fatima: yes we found this ring in the apartment.

Tonton Papa: explains how this ring ended up there?

Aisha: I don't know. Today I have been with Diarra all day.

Me: Thanks room, I'm sure it was you who put the poison. I say pointing at him.

Aïcha: but I swear....I swear it's not me.....I don't see why you're accusing me. I would never do such a thing.

Then tears followed. Oh oh, I just made her cry and yet I have no proof.

Me: ok you say it's not you. Swear on the holy book it's not you.

Jamil: ok that's enough Jamila, she tells you it's not her.Me: hey dad! I say raising an eyebrow.

Diarra: you just want to clear yourself by accusing him.

Me: clear me of what? And did I ring you anyway.

Diarra: about the theft of this ring.

Fatima: We found this ring in the apartment, she didn't steal it.

Jamal: if only someone is lying here it's there girl to my brother.

Aisha: Jamal?

Jamal: Ahh so you admit you're lying, I still haven't said your name.

Jamil: Jamal enough.

Uncle Dad: no you, that's enough.

Jamila: no that's not enough, she's going to swear on the Holy Quran that it's not her.

Aïcha: really I have passed this stage.

Jamila: tomorrow inchallah, we are going to investigate this attempted murder.

Aïcha: I would never have believed that I would be accused one day. Abdel, let's go.

Abdel: Aïcha, I know you. He said looking her straight in the eye.

Aïcha: even my brother doesn't believe me, ok I'm going anyway.

I put down the Koran and pull her towards me.

Me: you're not going anywhere murderous.

Abdel: stop accusing him.

Me: big faults of people, well I don't care. Aïcha this ring is yours so it's you.

Aïcha: but where are you touching me?Me: I don't know, maybe where you feel it. Aïcha I swear it on my own life, I swear it on the Kaaba, I swear it on my mother's life, wallahi if it's you who put the poison in my mother's meal, if I find out, if I won't hit you until I'm taken to jail, so call me fat....naaaan, I respect the people here.

She clings to her brother and cries hot tears. I tell myself it's not her but my heart persuades me that it's her. Wallah I kill her, what are you going to do?

Jamil: Nice job Jamila. She who very rarely cries and now she's crying because you accuse her.

I look at Jamil then I glance at Aïcha who in return was looking at me with a smile on the corner. What nobody noticed. We all agree that it's her?

I don't know by what force and by what method I pulled her towards me and threw myself at her. I give her huge potatoes and when she realizes what I'm doing to her to defend herself, I've already been picked up, ahh those bastards.

Me: let me squeeze out the blood she squeezed out of my mother's mouth, wallah you won't understand anything. I say almost shouting.

I struggled like never before. I don't know which madman was holding me, but I bit him and threw myself on Aisha again. She must bleed. Not even three slaps they lift me up again. This son of a bastard I will kill him.

Nina: Calm down Jamila all this won't solve anything. Come on Jamil drop it there.

So it's not Abdel, it's Jamil. Who knew her brother was at the door watching us instead of saving her.

Me: Leave me Jamil.

He puts me down and turns me forcefully towards him and his hand almost landed on my cheek but I still don't know why it didn't land.

Tonton Papa: dare to put your hand on a girl, dare to do this.

Ah that's why.

He lowers his hand again and we look into each other's eyes. Looks of contempt, it's hot wallah.

Diarra picks up her friend because she was still on the ground crying. Thiiip shamelessly.

Uncle Papa: Can I know why you did that Jamila?

Me: it's her, she totally showed it to me. And I'm not going to stay here to explain because I know you wouldn't believe me. Wallahi, Aïcha if she doesn't bleed then I'm the Devil's best friend.

I pick up The Holy Book and make my way to my room. I redo my ablutions and ask Allah to forgive me because there I made a mistake or not, but you never know. I simply ask Allah to forgive me. I took two ra'akas and I sat down then I took my phone and put "Al Bakhara" recited by Sheikh Sudais then I started to read while listening carefully to the words. Wouuh, try it's too awesome and it's appeasing phew. Right now I don't even have the rage against Aïcha anymore and I feel liberated.2 hours later, when I had finished reading since it is the longest of all the suras, I began to ask Allah to wake up my mother until I even cried. I am asking him all this because Allah descends at the end of the third of the night and forgives those who repent and gives to those who ask him. (There's a third one I forgot, for those who know, please tell me in the comments so I'll know and others too).

I stayed praying until I had no more words to say to Allah. I get up then and see that it is 04h34mn. Well, I'm going to go eat something because I'm fasting. I rinse my face and go down to the kitchen, I take dates and then I drink water then I go back up.

I change and wear jogging and a tank top to play sports. I go upstairs and bah I start. I quietly ran on the carpet while thinking over and over. And if she died, what will my life be like? It was while thinking that I felt a presence to my right so I turned my head slightly to the right side and I saw Jamil with his icy gaze that I had not seen again the day I woke him up, his eyes stared and crossed his arms. Wallah that look is scary.

Me: that look is embarrassing.

Him: I'm intimidating you, that's it. It's impossible to intimidate Jamila Fekir I think.

Me: absolutely.

Him: go down, I also do my sport.

Me: the guy dreams standing up.

Him: I'm not kidding at all.Me: maybe I'm joking.

Him: okay.

What is this "good ok"? And well I just found out, he pulled me and I almost fell but since the guy has a good reflex he caught me by the wrist without looking at me then he left me and climbed on the mat .

Me:thiiiiiiiiiip.

Him: I actually pity you.

Me: Have pity on your girl, it's better because I'm going to settle her account and then she'll be behind bars.

Him: Ah cool.

I hate this guy, I hate him.

I leave to lift weights but they were way too heavy so I go downstairs and do Jamil's room first. I do it in deupsi before he arrives and I go out and wake up Fatima.

Me: Don't forget to make your bed.

Her: Yes I would.

I clean the hallway and also do Jamal's room....uh I was going to do it but he already did it so I only cleaned his bathroom.

Hmm, different from his brother.

Jamal: well I'm going back to sleep, but know one thing, Jamila I love you too much. I would so love for you to be my sister. Don't miss Aisha the second time.

I burst out laughing and he just smiled. I go out and walk to my room, I mean the room I was given.

When I undressed to take a shower, that's when I realized what I had been wearing, a tank top!?And to think that Jamil saw me like. Already the sleeves are short and it's too tight. He didn't notice I'm sure. I go take a shower and go out. I opt for this ?

I put on a white veil and go to the kitchen. There's still no Kadia, well, I don't care. There is absolutely nothing here except butter, chocolate and cheese. So I bring it all to the table, they just eat it. I also didn't forget the fruit juice.

Then Kadia comes out of Tata Nina's apartment, ahh I see, she was cleaning. We greet each other and I head for Fatima's room. I find her packing her bag.

Me: Are you done?

She: yes I wear my shoes.

Me: ok hurry up, it's already 7 a.m.

She: finish.

Me: let's go.

We go down and there was already the whole family except Jamal and Grandma.

Me: salam aleykum. I say while genuflecting.

Them (except Diarra and his sister): 'aleykoum salam.

Me: uh...Auntie Nina can I go see my mother please.

Her: Of course yes.

Me: thank you.

Uncle Dad: you can drop Fatima off at school so you can take the car to the hospital. He said without looking at me.

Me: Thank you very much.

OK, I'll give you 2 hours. I arrive at the hospital and return to deupsi.

I don't know who it is but she was right there, okay there receptionist? I do not care.

Me: Hi, Fatima Fekir has been in here and I want to see her right away.

Her: Hi, it's not visiting time.Me: she came here yesterday and I was not allowed to see her. For what?

her: I don't know, you have to see the doctor who takes care of her.

This is where a question came to my mind. We still haven't paid, but then why...

Her: What's going on ma'am.

Me: Who paid?

She: sorry?

Me: Are your ears clogged or what? Who paid?

Her: I'll see. She said opening the register.

She: Isn't it Fatima Fekir?

I do.

Her: it's....Jamil Sylla

Hey Allah!?