CHAPTER 15
2003 Words
Guess why I'm happy, because it's Wednesday. And Wednesday I had planned to go see my loka, my mother, you see. Cheeeeh how I miss this woman. I have to go with Fatima but the latter is not awake yet and it is 12 noon. We're Ferier that's why she's not going to court.
I go to her room and wake her up.
Me: Fatima, get up.
Not even she stalled me.
Me: your brother Jamal was kidn*pped.
She jumps and rolls her eyes.
Her: Ja...Jamal?
Me: nah I just wanted you to wake up. Go take your shower and let's go.
Her: ohlala, you scared me too much. Ok in 30 minutes I'm down.
Me: ok everyone.
I go downstairs and the doorbell rings. I leave to open and she is a pretty girl but not too correct with these clothes. But hey, I'm not judging anyone.
Me: Salam.
Her: Hi, I can see Jamal.
Me: actually he is out but you can wait for him if you want. Come in, please.
She enters and lands in the living room. Since I am super nice and very nice, I bring him water.
She: Thank you very much. I was even very thirsty.
Me: nothing.
Her: I can know where Jamal's room is.
Uh?
Me: on the first floor, the first room you find is there.
Her: ok thank you.
She goes upstairs and I sit down doing nothing. I'm bored so I take water and I drink without feeling thirsty. But I once heard that the SWS prophet didn't like it. We must not drink if we are not thirsty or eat if we are not hungry because there are other people who are dying of hunger and thirst. So I put the cup down and play with my fingers until the doorbell rings again.
I go to open and it's Jamal with a girl. Well at least she is correct.
Jamal: my female.
Me: my man CV?
Him: yes, let me introduce you to my girlfriend. He told me.
Me: Ohh I'm disappointed.
Him: it's not the same, she's my girlfriend and you're my female.
We laugh me and the girl and they go home.
Me: Jamal you have a visitor. In your bedroom.
Him: okay.
They were going upstairs when I wave to Jamal that it's a girl.
Jamal: how about we go to the mall.
He probably knows it's one of those chicks.
The girl: but I'm much too tired. Come on, let's go to your room.
Me: but...
The girl: you have visitors, no.
Jamal was looking at me in help mode but I was holding back my laughter.
The girl: let's go.
Cheeeeh, that will teach him.
The girl pulls Jamal and he goes up. Only God knows what will happen there.
I sit down again and later I hear screams coming from above.
Mdrr, I would have liked to be there.
Then the two girls come down too worship.
The vulgar: I swear you're going to regret playing my game.
The correct one: yeah that's it and...Me: you're not in your damn homes. Uncle Dad likes everything except scandals so don't do it in his house. And besides, you're still not going to be there yelling at yourself for a guy.
The vulgar looks me up and down then gives me a phenomenal thip as the other leaves. Then she follows. Anyway, I didn't do anything.
??: they broke my vase.
That's Jamal.
Me: lol, you're lucky your dad isn't here.
Him: Seeing girls fighting over you is serious about honor.
Me: oh guys, you are the devils.
Lu: The problem is that I just lost two chicks in one day. He said sitting down next to me.
Me: ohh too bad. But you're beautiful, you'll catch others.
Him: yes and anyway, I still have 3 left and there are also girls that I try to flirt with on f*******:.
Me: Do you at least know them?
Him: yes they were from my class including two best friends.
Me: but do you at least know that best friends all say to each other.
Him: bah their problem huh.
Me: you and Alya can go together.
Him: ah yes my new wife.
Me: you are a real case.
??: Here we go Jamila.
I turn around and see Fatima.
Jamal: ohh you're really beautiful dressed like that.
In fact she was dressed in a three quarter denim skirt and a crop top plus a denim jacket too.
Fatima: Oh thank you.
Jamal: and yes that's why you won't go out like that.
Fatima: but why?Jamal: we see your navel, and this skirt that comes just after your knees. If you go out and we see you like that, there will be guys who will drool and try to get you. And everyone here knows that guys are bad.
Me: starting with you
Jamal: there Jamila said it. I myself am proof. So go change.
She rolls her eyes and walks up. She comes back down 5 minutes later. In fact, she only changed the skirt by replacing it with high-waisted jeans.
Jamal: even if your shapes are out, it's better, it hides your navel.
Me: lol, shall we go now?
Her: we're off.
We go out and walk.
She: are we going to walk there?
Me: yes it's not far. And walking is good for...
Her: still good for your health. she laughs.
Me: you said that. I laughed back.
There were people as usual so we almost took the bag I was holding. In fact no, we took it squarely.
I walk quietly as if nothing had happened.
Her: but Jamila...He goes...but pursues him.
Me: don't worry, he'll be back soon.
She stops and looks at me shocked.
Her: But there's the money you have to give to your mother.
Me: since you're worried too much and the guy still doesn't come back, I call him.
Her: who are you calling?
I don't answer and dial Moussa's number. It was he who took my satchel, I recognize him well.
Her: and we can also take your phone.
She can't leave me.
He doesn't pick up because he's running the con. I insist and he takes.
Him: so Jami it's moving, you call me back later, I'm in one of my adventures there.
Me: Well, you're out of luck today because you took my bag.
Him: no you can't do that to me too.
Me: That'll teach you to look at the person before stealing from them.
Him: ok I'm coming. Pfft, you ruined my day.
He doesn't even wait for my answer and hangs up.
I look at Fatima who just looks at me without blinking.
Me: I can know why that look.
Her: what look would a normal person give after having lived and heard that. So you know who robbed you?
Me: yes he is a friend of mine.
Her: Mamamia.
And Moussa shows up.
Him: wallah you're ruining my day. He said giving me the bag.
Me: It's been a while since you came home.
We were talking while walking.
Him: no I came there just yesterday but Alya told me that you work in a house where you spend your nights.
Me: yes but I'm going there.
Him: Who is this girl? Said he with regard to Fatima. But the latter seemed too scared and shocked.
Him: don't worry, I'm not an enemy. But a friend of Jamila.
She: But you're a bandit.
Him: yes but you don't have to be afraid. When we met Jamila and Alya, and they were your age. So don't be so scared
She: ok!
Him: OK, I'm off.
Me: watch out for the police.
Him: Don't worry about that.
Then he goes to the other side and we continue our way.
Her: you're friends with bandits. That explains your "I don't care about everything".
I couldn't help laughing.
Her: I'm serious. How can you be friends with thugs. And he explains that you two met when you were my age?
Me: yes we were just walking around at night and we saw them.
She just looking at me girl. It's normal that she's shocked.
I buy some fruit on the way for my mother and Tati Ouma, we really don't care about Alya.
We could already see the building.
Her: but it's getting far dh.
Me: look, we've arrived, it's here. I say pointing to the building.
She: God be praised. But who is this woman, she looks like a...well, I don't know what she looks like, but she seems to be escaping.
I obviously see a woman with a very large veil that hid her face except her eyes out of the building. She looked from left to right then she runs and enters a car which was a bit far away.
Me: maybe a thief. But who would steal from poor people like us? But I have a very bad feeling. Like, I don't think it's a robbery.
Her: um, you never know. We go back.
We cross the road and enter. We go up to the 4th floor and I open the door since it wasn't closed.
Me: my loving mother, I'm here.
She doesn't answer me. I'm sure she's there.
Fatima: Allahu Akbar. She said putting her hand over her mouth and fixing a spot.
I follow her gaze and drop the bag I was holding.
Me: my...mom?
In fact, she was on the ground and blood was coming out of her mouth.
I walk towards her and sit down then I take her head which I put on my thighs.
She's really unconscious.
Me: Fatima, call for help.
Her: ok, I'll call the emergency room.
I was just looking at my mom, eyes closed and mouth open and this red liquid coming out of her mouth. I really wonder where Tati Ouma is.
Me: mom answer me please.
Fatima: they're coming, it's obvious that your mother was eating from the dish on the table.
I look on the table and see the dish.
Her: I'm sure it was that woman who came out who did this to her.
Me: don't say things like that without being sure. I say even though I know she may be right.
Her: And whose ring is this?
I turn to her and see her concentrating on a ring.
Me: I see?
She hands it to me and I take it. Maybe it's the woman. And I'm sure that blood coming out there is not a natural thing. It is the work of a person and this person knows us very well. I put the ring on my finger, the one who owns this ring will ask me.
Fatima hands me a cup filled with water.
Her: I don't know what it can be used for but put some on her face maybe she will wake up.
I put some but nothing. I was just massaging my yemma's hands while waiting for the ambulance. Then after I lay down on his chest and I hear his heart beating. It relieves me, I want to burst into tears, but I'm strong. I will never cry in front of anyone.
Aisha's POV.
After feeding the poison to Jamila's mother, I go out quickly then I look everywhere and I think no one has seen me. I run in the car and Diarra drives off.
Her: I hope you did your job well.
Me: I'm sure her neighbors will find her dead because it's a poison that kills in less than two hours. It's too dangerous. And I hope you did everything so that Ouma won't be back here for a few hours.
She: yes, tell me, did you leave any trace?
Me: you saw me a bit with my gloves on and as soon as I get home, I pour this bottle into the English chair.
Her: really we are the best.
Me: well normal girl.
Jamila's POV...
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