Chapter 3 Third chapter

While he was on the flight, people who knew about his trip went to the airport to wait for him, especially the girls. Everyone wanted to see the prince they hadn't seen in a while.

It was Tuesday, a holiday. Hortavie, Roxane and Mimie were at home watching television to see how people were jostling to get as close as possible to where the prince was going to pass.

"What if we go too? We're sitting here doing nothing and it's boring," said Roxane.

"You can always go with Mimie so that I can enjoy going to bed so that my overthinking brain can rest.

"You think too much because you want to think! Sorry, let's go!" replied Roxane holding her arm.

"I said no! Moreover, I leave to lie down" retorted Hortavie while going in the room.

Mimie was sitting on the carpet playing with her doll and Hortavie asked her if she wanted to follow her.

"No! I want to see the prince," she answered sulkily.

Roxane burst out laughing until she fell to the floor. Then she took Mimie in her arms and said to her: "Do you want to go to see the prince?

"Yesiiiiiii!"

Hortavie was so amazed that she herself started to laugh.

"Hahaha you two!!!! I see the trick you are doing but I am not talking. Know that when I return you, you will see. Anyway you win, let's go!

Roxane started to dance and Mimie came down from her arms then she started to gloat saying: "Yippee, we're going to see the prince!"

Roxane with her tall thin body and waist wore jean pants, a dismembered and a small jacket without forgetting a pair of sneakers. She had done a make-up that went very well with her black complexion, but slightly lighter compared to that of Hortavie who had rather opted for a black dress with white stripes and barefoot. She had left her hair short, which she had trimmed to the wind, and she had not worn any makeup. She was very cute.

As for Mimie, her mother had put her in a little top and panties (pants) with ballerinas and her little backpack. She looked like Dora the Explorer, but with a very brown complexion.

They took the car and went to the airport. It was so crowded that even parking was almost impossible. They were forced to park in a parking lot not far from the airport and continue on foot.

"Gosh, all these people came to see the prince? Wow," said Hortavie in amazement.

"It's normal since he's someone important in the whole world? In any case, we're going to see him for the first time face to face!" retorted Roxane with a smile.

"Io is so important that my child wanted to see him too!

"Even the kids want to see him haha! He's an influential man! Excuse me, let's sneak in all these people and go ahead! Isn't that right Mimie?

Mimie was so focused on opening and then closing her little bag that she had unhooked from her back that she didn't even respond.

"Um, now you let me do the talking alone huh!" added Roxane touching her little cheeks.

Hortavie carried Mimie and they snuck in until they found a good spot up front. It was 11:20 and there were 10 minutes left for the prince's plane to land.

Some girls started to fix their makeup, others started to shake, to stress, to gloat, in short there was all kind of emotion.

"I feel that almost every girl in the country has applied! Isn't it Hortavie"?

"I'm telling you! And I'm sure some of them are even in relationships. Lol! Anyway, may the best one win! I only hope we invite all of Cameroon to the wedding, so I can go eat!"

"You won't need to be invited since you will be the bride!"

Hortavie gasped and looked at Roxane strangely before replying, "You're a prophetess now, right? I've already told you that men and I are over so stop boring me with this story! I'm serious Roxane and I'm tired of you insisting!

She got a little annoyed.

"You don't need to get mad my little sister best friend dear. It's okay, I won't bother you with this story anymore!"

"Alright thanks!"

They continued chatting until people started shouting "the prince is here, Pierre Abena is here".

He had worn a long black coat, a black knit and leather pants in a dark golden color. He had made a gradient and the hair in the middle of his head had formed a tuft and it was light and not hard like rubber. He had a very nice beard that had been trimmed well.

He was endowed with an indescribable beauty and charisma! He walked like a lion going on a mission.

He didn't smile, but rather watched people applaud and shout his name, and he held out his hand to greet them.

There was his mother by his side, Mama Abena, and two bodyguards. A Bugatti came straight out of the airport parking lot to follow them...

"Tall, mixed race, handsome, sexy, charismatic! He is not even close to us yet, but we can already smell his perfume! Hortavie, you know what?"

Hortavie's eyes were riveted on him, unlike Mimie who didn't even look at him yet she had insisted on seeing him. She was still focused on her bag.

"Hortavie? Hortavie?" said Roxane again.

She touched Hortavie and Hortavie finally answered but, after flinching.

"What? What is it?"

"You are here, but you are far away in your thoughts. Anyway, I was saying that this prince will be my brother-in-law! If you want, you get angry, but..."

Hortavie looked at her, but without saying anything this time!

"Mimie, there's your future daddy over there huh? You wanted to see him, right? Now that he's here, you don't have his time anymore?" said Roxane to Mimie.

In fact, Hortavie wasn't even paying attention to what Roxane was saying anymore. She was focused on watching this mysterious looking prince, because it was impossible to know what he was thinking in his head. One could not know him through a simple look at him...

The closer he got, the more the girls became alarmed. The more he approached, the more the girls became frantic. The police had to get even tougher to keep them from crossing the line... He finally got to where the crowd was and started greeting some people by saying "hello, how are you?" and smiling slightly.

He was on the opposite side of the row first. The girls he was greeting were getting excited and screaming with joy. They kept telling him how handsome he is and everything else. Some were even taking pictures with him. Then he moved to the other row and did the same until he arrived near Hortavie, Roxane and Mimie.

Hortavie was a bit scared because this man had a really imposing charisma. To avoid him, she lowered her head, but against all odds, Mimie said: "Hello Mr. Prince" with her little baby voice.

And Pierre Abena stopped. He had a big smile on his face when he saw this cute, smiling little girl with the voice of an angel.

"How are you, my little one (touching her cheeks)? Say, what's your name?" he replied, looking into her eyes and smiling.

"My name is Lara Chloe but they call me Mimie. This is my mother (pointing to Hortavie) and this is my aunt (pointing to Roxane)...

She spoke with her little baby voice and it was funny and cute at the same time.

"Oh yes that's right, you are very brave! Hello Mimie's mom!" he replied while looking at Hortavie.

Hortavie felt like her heart was going to fall into her belly and despite the fact that she was shaking, she replied, "Uh...hello sir (swallowing her saliva).

"And hello Mimie's auntie!" he said again, looking at Roxane).

"Hello sir! Please, can we take a picture with you?" replied Roxane all excited.

"Please Mister Prince!" added Mimie sulking.

The prince laughed, but in a royal way of course, before answering: "Mimie, you are my star of the day! I'm the one who will take a picture with you!"

He took out his iPhone and stood in front of them and took a picture.

"You'll see it on Instagram. Bye Mimie!" He added touching her cheeks.

"Goodbye Mr. Prince!" said Mimie.

He left to greet the others.

"No, but I'm dreaming! ! ! Until he took out his phone to take a picture with us? He did not do it with anyone! We are privileged wow! Roxane exclaimed smiling.

Hortavie was still elsewhere in his thoughts and his tremors continued.

"Hortavie? Hortavie? What are you even thinking? Ah, I see you're not even with me!" said Roxane to him in amazement.

There was a small moment of silence and then she finally spoke.

"Let's go home please, I don't feel well!"

"Ooh no, what's wrong?"

"I really don't know, but let's go home, please!"

"Okay!"

They went home. Hortavie took a Doliprane and went to bed. Roxane went to cook with Mimie.

"There's mom who's not feeling well. What do you want us to make for her to make everything better?"

"The chocolate with the yogurt."

Roxane laughed.

"Go get your apron. We're going to make him a nice chocolate and yogurt cake. Okay?"

"Yes auntie!

"

She unhooked her apron behind the kitchen door and Roxane helped her tie it then together they made the cake and went to call Hortavie to come eat, but they found her crying. Roxane took Mimie out of the room first so she wouldn't have to watch.

"Mimie, go pick a good cartoon from the TV okay?"

Mimie ran to go do it. Roxane went to sit next to her best friend.

"Hortavie, what's wrong?"

"I don't know, I don't know!"

"Yes, yes, you do know!"

She turned to face her friend and held her hands. This gave her confidence and she decided to talk...

"I thought I saw him again..."

"Who?"

"Daniel!"

"What do you mean?"

Hortavie burst into tears and Roxane took her in her arms.

"Take a breath and take your time before you speak Hortavie.

"He is a bit like the prince. Daniel is brown and Peter is mixed race. They are tall and very beautiful! Please Roxane, don't talk to me about the prince anymore, I beg you! Men like that are mean, they have no heart and...

She said a lot of horrible things and when she finished, Roxane wiped her tears and then asked her to listen carefully.

"Hortavie, not all men are the same. Just because Daniel has almost the same physical characteristics as he does doesn't mean he's necessarily irresponsible and mean too. Let me ask you a few questions: has Daniel sought you out since he kicked you out of his house? Has he even looked for the child? We haven't even heard from him, the guy just vanished! But, the prince came to the little Mimie. He showed her a smile that he never showed to anyone. He told her "you are my star". He took a picture with her and with us and to top it off, he said we're going to see it on Instagram, proof that he's going to post it... I hope you already see the difference between the two! Now come eat the cake your little princess and I made for you, please!"

Hortavie smiled, gave Roxane a hug and went to eat. She congratulated her daughter saying that she is a good baker.

The day ended pretty well and the next morning, Roxane saw the photo in question on Instagram.

She shared it with Hortavie and Mimie over breakfast.

"He posted the photo and he wrote 'thank you for the welcome, my little Mimie.

They saw the photo and the caption.

"Could it be that Mimie is becoming a star huh? Create her Instagram account and you go and comment saying "thank you Mr. Prince. Haha"

"Ah, that might be a good idea but you know you're the head of social media here. Sorry create his account, I see how you do it and then I create mine too!"

"I'm getting my Hortavie back, that's good! Let's finish eating first and I'll do it!"

They finished eating and did everything they said they would. Mimie's account was "larachloe16" and Hortavie's was "hortaviempondo". The comment was also posted...