Chapter 2 Second chapter

It was a Saturday night and Hortavie was sitting in the living room of her friend's apartment where she lived while waiting to find her own when the latter came to tell her that the prince was going to return home to choose his wife.

The two women used to exchange daily news. For example, the day before this day, it was Hortavie who told Roxane that the news of the day was that the elections of an American miss had many frauds.

"Anyway, it's up to you, but let me tell you that he will come straight from France where he lived for a long time, that he is very handsome and charismatic. He is counted among the most beautiful men in the world".

"His pictures are all over the net, so yes, I've seen him before. But I'm not interested in him and even if I were, I've already told you several times that men and I are over. It's better that I stay alone for life.'

"What? You're being too hard on yourself, Hortavie! »

This story started to get Hortavie drunk and she slapped her hand on the table, then she stood up and said angrily:

"He's coming to get his wife? Okay! But that's his problem, you understand? And then you think he'll look for her in a category of women like me? Haha no! Of course he's going to look for her among the rich and beautiful women, the women who are on the throne of this country, I mean the stars of course! So please my great my best friend that I love so much, stop with this story! »

Roxane didn't say anything for fear that her friend would get more angry.

A sound like something falling on the floor was heard from the room and then a crying sound followed.

"Oh shit she probably fell trying to get off the bed," Hortavie said, opening her eyes and mouth wide.

"I agree with you! Let's go see her" replied Roxane.

They went to Mimie's room and found that she had really fallen. Hortavie took her in her arms to stop her crying. Mimie, whose real name is

Lara Chloe Nsang since her father's name is Nsang, was a very loving and playful little girl. Her family and friends loved her so much! She was a very beautiful little girl. That's why Papa Ebenezer and Mama Mado called her "Mimie" when she was born and started calling her that. She had never tried to find out who her father was. Maybe it was because she was still little. In any case, she didn't care. What mattered to her was her family, the kids her age who were in the same neighborhood as her, and her classmates from preschool. She enjoyed playing with them.

"Don't cry anymore, okay?" Hortavie told her.

"I fell down," Mimie replied, crying even more.

"I'm sorry, my little Mimie. You know what? Auntie Roxanne cooked the spaghetti while you were sleeping. Do you want to eat?" said Roxanne.

"The spaghetti?" asked Mimie when she stopped crying.

"Yes, the spaghetti, I'll serve you!

Mimie climbed down from her mother's arms and started jumping up and down and screaming with joy. Hortavie and Roxane laughed.

"She loves this food so much! What do you put in there that she likes so much?

"Haha. I don't know myself! Hortavie tell me, do I serve all three of us or are you going to eat afterwards?

"Hum, I prefer that we taste this meal together at the same time hachai"!

"Haha, I got it! I'm coming"!

She went to the kitchen to serve the food and they ate together. After the meal, it was time to say thank you.

"Thank you Auntie Roooo (Roxane), it was too too too too too good" said Mimie smiling.

"You're welcome baby! You're going to spend the evening with Grandma and Grandpa okay? Because your mom and I are going out tonight. Mimie started to gloat and said " youpiiiii".

She loved staying with Papa Ebenezer and Mama Mado. They thought of her as their granddaughter by blood and she thought of them as her grandparents. She loved them very much and the feeling was mutual.

A few minutes later, they came to pick her up.

Hortavie and Roxane got ready to go into town for some fun. That's how it was in Yaoundé. Every Saturday night there was a place, or rather a room, where people gathered to eat, dance, drink, and make new friends. So the two girls used to go there to take their minds off things and enjoy life by chatting with people and dancing like crazy. They went there and sat down not far from the wall where the TV was placed: a big flat screen that the owner had installed. There were several TV channels and while the owner was flipping through the channels to put on a music channel, he came across several news channels that were talking about the prince coming to Cameroon and the adventure that was going to be organized. At some point, people asked to follow this information because they found it interesting, so he left the channel that talked about the subject in question. Roxane did not hesitate to remark to Hortavie,

"See? Look how beautiful he is!"

"Daniel was handsome too. Besides, don't you see that Mimie took his beauty? She took almost everything from him, even his complexion, he looks like a half-caste! But fortunately she took my character hum!"

Daniel, Hortavie's ex and Mimie's father, was very brown unlike Hortavie who had a dark chocolate complexion. Mimie had therefore taken the complexion of her father and the beauty of both... Tall, with a rather stout build, Daniel was very much in demand by women. Cute with a very small face and a body of model, Hortavie attracted the glances too, even if she did not pay attention any more because she did not believe in love any more.

"She also took your beauty huh! Look how beautiful you are with your beautiful black complexion, um! And let me tell you, just because a man is beautiful doesn't mean he's necessarily irresponsible like Daniel!"

"Anyway handsome or not, I don't care! Love and I are over, period!"

"I hope you'll tell me the same thing in a few years! Anyway, let's focus on watching TV!"

# Canal 2 International (Presenter's voice-over) #

Pierre Abena was born on November 8, 1991 in Paris, Île-de-France, France. This handsome man of 1m92 is from a royal family, an Italian mother and a Cameroonian father. Although his father lives in Cameroon in the castle, he grew up in France alongside his mother who often brought him to his native country. Today, he has everything in life: diplomas, he has traveled a lot, he is an actor and model, he has houses and cars, but he does not have a wife. In fact, he has decided to find one, but in Africa and more precisely in Cameroon where he will be back in exactly three days. Casting has already started and several stars like Sonya Pembe, Indira Baboke, Valerie Ayena, Olivia Yacé and Diana Bouli have already applied to have the heart of our charming prince, Pierre Abena. If you are a woman and you would like to have his heart, register on wwcoeurdepierreabena.

Roxane quickly took her phone and took the email address in picture...

"Wait until I take a picture because you never know! We don't know the future!"

"You can file your application instead of forcing me to do it Roxane!"

"You want me to leave Gabin where? He and I are for life!"

"You dream a lot you know! I remind you that you are not in a relationship with him!

«

"Yes, that's true, but I've been in love with him since the second grade and I'm hoping we'll end up together."

Roxane had known Gabin, an unremarkable young man who had enrolled as a sophomore in the college she attended, and since then she had talked of nothing but him. She had managed to befriend him, but the two of them had never talked about a relationship. He was rather a serious man, who knew what he wanted to do with his life. He had told her so in a discussion.

"Roxane, you know, my parents don't have enough money and because of that, they are counting on me to change things. I plan to open a business after my Master's degree, but for now, I'm focusing on my studies first and everything related to relationships will come later. I want to be ready and financially stable before I can get into a relationship with a girl.«

He was tall and thin. He had black skin and most of the time he wore suits that went well with his build. People saw him as an intellectual, and he was! He was a very intelligent man, a gifted man even, and people had a hard time understanding how he functioned, because yes, most gifted people are quite unique in their behavior. But Roxane liked him just the way he was.

She was even attracted to that uniqueness. So she waited until he was ready and made the first move. She was sure that he was the man of her life, which is why she had made the decision not to be in a relationship with other men.

"Ah, so be it then! And as for your love for him, I don't doubt it for a second. I know you love me to bits since you talk about him all the time," said Hortavie.

"So you see, my case is already settled! It remains yours my dear Hortavie Mpondo!"

Hortavie stood up because she was angry and said, "Damn, you're getting on my nerves! I'd rather go eat braised fish with the others than stay here with you!"

Roxane laughed and Hortavie left.

The evening ended quite well. People had eaten, drank, danced, met other people, made jokes, etc. The two best friends had had a lot of flirts as they had most of the time but they turned all of these men away because they weren't interested in them.

Hortavie was adamant that she wanted to end up alone and Roxane only had eyes for Gabin. It was two o'clock in the morning when Roxane started the car for them to go home.

"I'm so tired Hortavie!"

"I am too! I feel like I'm going to sleep for at least 20 hours of time!"

"Me even more! And Mimie is even with the mom and dad so, we'll be able to sleep for a long time without hearing the sounds of crying in our ears haha!"

"Haha you are absolutely right!"

They went home and each went straight to their own rooms to sleep.

Two days passed and on the third day at about 06:30, the prince took the flight to Cameroon, more precisely to Yaoundé, the political capital. To be continued...