CHAPTER 12
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Me: my aunt, what have I done to disappoint you?
Her: Why didn't you tell me?
Me: sorry?
Her: you could at least tell me that Aïcha got you out of your university and out of the hospital.
Me: ah Fatima told you that. In fact, I didn't see the importance of telling you.
She: ok I understand you. Fatima told me to do something for you.
Me: um?
Her: you need to go back to college
Me: actually she messed up my name. Returning there would be a disaster.
Her: I've managed everything, they'll accept you. Sure, they'll insult you and everything, but it's your future. Really Jamila I don't see you as a housewife or a maid. You've probably fought to get there and your mother is counting on you and I hope your father will be proud of you when you become a woman.
My father??
Me: yes you are right but...
Her: the expression but only brings me negatives and I really want positive things in my life.
Me:?? oh my aunt really thank you.
She especially thanks Fatima. I believe that in a week you will be able to start going to university.
Me: yes, my mother will be happy to hear this news. So I'm going to stop in this house?
Her: never in life. I would like you to go there and when you return you can take care of Fatima and also on Sundays. Don't worry, it won't be difficult since Fatima spends the day at school except Saturdays and when you have time you can go see your family.
Me: Cheeeeh.
Her: what is it?Me: Are you human or angel?
Her: Don't make me laugh too. In life whether we are nice or bad we will all end up in the grave and it is only your actions that will follow you so it is better to do good things.
I get up and take her in my arms for a long time.
Me: thank you very much thank you
Her: it's nothing my daughter.
After I finish, I go to the kitchen and I find Kadia as usual.
Me: what are you cooking?
She: I was waiting for you to see since you changed the menu.
Me: how about a good rice with fish?
Her: ok as you wish.
Me: please leave me prepared.
Her: but no, it doesn't matter.
Me: steuplaiiiiii
Her: okay, you're unbearable.
Me: oh thank you my wife.
Her: I'm not gay ma'am.
Me: I don't care about that. Even my mother is my wife.
She laughs then I start my preparation.
A few hours later.
I just finished so I put everyone in the dining room and called the others.
Diarra: really now we are going to eat on the floor?
Khady: nothing can be done about it.
Diarra: but it's our house...
Tonton papa: my house and I decide that we are going to eat here.
Me: wa salam
Jamil: ohlala Kadia, it's better than usual. What did you put in it?
Diarra: I was thinking the same thing.
Kadia: in fact today it is Jamila who prepared.
Again looks.
Diarra: I meant that it lacks salt.
Weuuuuuh??. This girl is going to kill me.
Nina: mashallah it's so good.
Me: thank you.
I'll give you the rest of the day.It's 6 p.m. right now and I'm in the living room watching TV with Kadia, Fatima and Diarra on their phone, Uncle Dad reading, Aunt Khady filing my nails and Aunt Nina reading a book.
Everyone was in their business when a voice startled us all.
??:MI NUMBER ES JAMAAAAL.
I sit up and the others and I see a guy, he looks cute ... in fact he is cute ohlala.
Tonton Papa: what are these cries again.
Fatima gets up and jumps on him.
Him: oh my sister I missed you.
Fatima: me too
He leaves to give Nina a kiss and looks askance at Khady. Mdrrr.
Him:wsh aunt you got fat.
Khady: do you think wesher on who?
Wesher? Oh I didn't know that existed.
Him: DADDY you manage huh.
Uncle Dad: Nina, are you sure it's your son?
Aunt Nina laughs and then he comes over and checks Kadia who seemed embarrassed. Oh Miskina, she is shy.
He turns to me and watches me.
Him: oh my Bb did I miss you?
? I don't know him.
Me:Wallah I missed you too.
He Czechs me and sits next to me.
Fatima: Do you know each other?
Me: no we just saw each other.
Diarra: two stamped together, it is there cata.
Him: Ahhh but I hadn't seen you. In fact you don't matter so much that sometimes you're invisible.
I couldn't help laughing while the others did.
Him: Jamal and you?
Me: Jamila.Him: but our names are similar and also that of Jamil and there's even our faces which look alike. I knew my dad was cheating on my mom and the fat one.
And there's her aunt throwing her shoe at her then she gets up to hit her but Jamal gets up and runs.
Mdrrr, it's a case him. Nah I swore.
??: Jamal a fool more fool than you does not exist and will never exist again. You're the dumbest kid of your generation.
Said an old woman with three suitcases at the door. Oh she is beautiful?
Jamal: grandmother I'm not a child, fool I accept but not a child.
Ohlala this guy is going to kill me ?
Uncle Daddy and his wives get up and greet the grandmother then it's the turn of the others. And in the end me. I greet him by genuflecting but she holds my hand and looks me up and down then observes my face and looks at her son, uncle Papa. Yes it is his son because he called him Mum.
Grandma: who are you?
Me: Fatima's nutritionist, Jamila.
She looks at me again and then finally leaves me. She was leaving but turning to look at me.
(Grandmother=Grandma)
Grandma: Jamal come on! bring the suitcases. You let your grandmother bring the suitcases. You're a fool, really I swore.
Jamal: It really touches me what you say. Thanks, I love you too.
She whispers something and sits on the couch.
Grandma: I'm tired, bring me some water.
I go to the fountain and offer him some water.
Grandma: thank you my daughter.
Later, Jamil comes downstairs and gives his brother a hug.
Jamil: Congratulations bro.
Jamal: you're the only one who loves me here, no one congratulated me for getting my baccalaureate.
Uncle Dad: Ahh but yes, you're right. Congratulations but you should have done better.
Jamal: Dad I took 30 from center.
Tonton Papa: Are these 29 people better than you?
Then after you know what happens, congratulations here and there.
The doorbell silences everyone.
Fatima: I will open.
She leaves and comes back with a guy. The latter throws himself on the sofa near Grandma and takes him in his arms.
The guy: my wife.
Grandma: my husband, I missed you.
Guy: Me too.
He pats Jamal on the shoulder and the latter almost eats the floor lol. He greeted them all and when Jamil introduced him to me, he kept smiling. His name is Abdel and he is Jamil's best friend and Aïcha's brother.
Abdel:Fiouu typical girl of an atomic bomb. He said to me.
I smile after his compliment.
Me: normal bro.
He kept looking at me and smiling. Ahhh the looks I received today, May Allah protect me from the evil eye?.
Jamal comes and stands in front of him.
Jamal: Big get out, it's my wife.
Diarra's POV
No no no, this girl can't take Abdel from me, for years I tried to seduce him but nothing and now Abdel is like crazy when he sees him. Ok I can't take it anymore.
I wear my shoes and leave the house without anyone's attention, so much the better.
I cross the road and enter Aïcha's house.
Her: You look revered.
Me: Aïcha I am more than revered.
Her: Calm down, what is it?
Me: your brother, he really drooled over Jamila.
She: moh, you know him, he likes teasing too much.
Me: You're not wrong too, but if it were....
Her: Don't worry about that. Abdel it belongs to you.
Me: Aïcha let's get rid of this Jamila once and for all.
Her: that's what I would like to hear. I have a plan.
Me: tell me.
Her: *tell me her plan*
Me: but yes, after that, she won't want to come back to the house anymore. But is it safe?
She: tkt no, we won't leave any trace and it's me who will do it.
Me: I trust you. There's Jamal and his grandmother who are there.
Her: Ahhh the guy, I really missed him, he's too dumb. But his grandmother, that witch.
Me: And the worst it looks like they both like Jamila.
Her: but it will soon be over. Wednesday I go straight there, I have time that day.
Me: take care of yourself.
She: tkt not for that.
End of the chapter
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