Chapter 3 03

Chapter: 3 External side. This beautiful creature had just put its toes on Guinean soil in the middle of the night. She wanted to shout her joy at finally being at home either but the ball blocked deep in her throat prevented her from expressing any feeling. She left the airport, dragging a small suitcase which she was holding and went to collect the rest of her luggage. The light which illuminated his skin as fresh and smooth as that of a new born did not leave the few passing perverts indifferent.

Once outside with her luggage, she started looking for her father but not the shadow of the latter. Coward to wait , she went to the taximan side with the intention of taking a trip to her father since she knows the road very well to return even if at the bottom she preferred it to be his father who comes to greet him with a radiant smile on his lips as always every time he sees her. But alas, it looks like the latter has a lot more important to do than come and get his daughter back. Think Alma then finally turn to a very smiling man to his liking. As thought, the man in question was indeed a womanizer who, instead of discussing the price of transport, began to define the fascinating beauty of the young lady. Not the head listened to this man's blah, she suddenly turned the cart which satisfied her business when she made a collusion with a man. This man's belongings as well as Alma's handbag ended up on the ground. She bent over to pick up her purse when the gentleman who was her father's driver directly recognized him. He smiles before showing up. Him: Miss Almaty Kane. She ( finally gets up ): yes, I am sincerely sorry for you entering. Him ( smile ): Well, it's okay. I am Saliou your father's driver. I've been there waiting for hours. Did you have a good trip. She ( sighing ): yes, allahamdullilan. ( looking around ): where's dad? Him: he really wanted to come but he had an impediment so he instructed me to bring you back safe and sound. It ( disappointed ): OK. Let's go. He was responsible for parking his luggage in the back of the car. Without a word, Alma rushed into the car with her head full of a thousand and one unanswered question. All kinds of negative thought tortured his mind. She all imagined herself except good because of her sudden return to the fold. The driver's voice pulled him from his dream. Him: are you installing miss? Her: What if you call me Alma sltp ? I don't like food. Him ( smile ): no problem. Let's go. He said when he started. Her: yes sltp. Tell me the truth Saliou, is my father okay? Him ( smile ): but of course he is doing great Alma. Stop worrying about nothing. Soon we will be at home and there you will see for yourself. It ( suitor ): I hope so. Half an hour later, they finally arrived. The guard opened the gate for them. Once parked , Alma went straight down and went to the house in a hurry to hug her father and asked him all his unanswered questions that heated his head...but she found no one in the living room. She takes a few turns in her father's big house, which has nothing to change but not the shadow of a soul. Still disappointed in the highest point, she dropped the idea of going to see her father in her room for fear of finding this last patient or something else. She went up to her room and finds that nothing has changed inside everything was as she had left when she left. She opened her dressing room to take a towel before going to take a hot shower which has relaxed her muscles. A slight blow to his door got him out of there. Thinking that perhaps her father was, she put on a robe and then went out to open the door and found that it was the guard who was packing his bags. Him ( lingering a little on the smooth and wet body of Alma ): hey ... v .... your luggage. She: are you ok Saliou ? She said she was moving to the other side to let him pass with the suitcases in his hands. Him ( smile ): yes it's okay. Do you need anything else before I go to bed? She: no thanks. Have a great night. Him: to you too Alma. She: I'm going to try. Saliou turned on his heels with a well-trained bump in his pants in view of part of the girl's uncovered thighs. Without exaggerating, Alma, was really beautiful to damn a healthy. She left no indifferent man with his very light skin and long black hair, big doe eyes and harness lips in the form of a heart. In short, nature had really spoiled him. The next day, the cries of the children who woke him up. She opened her eyes gently then notices that it is finally daylight, she jumped out of bed and then ran away in the shower. Downstairs, she found her Aunt Rita the wife of one's uncles with her twins who were running around the house. At his sight, the latter rose and then came the tight super strong in his arms. Rita: my God Alma, how beautiful you are. Paris did you well, huh. She ( smile ): how are you aunt? Rita: great and you? She: good. My brothers in love. She said, opening her arms to the twins. Come and hug your big sister. That's what made the twins before they returned to their occupation. She was chatting with her aunt when her uncle's voice made her turn her head. Him ( smile ): Almaty Kane, my darling mum as you grew up ? Look at yourself, you have become a beautiful girl. The spitting image of your mom. She got up with a big smile and then came to take him in his arms. After the greetings, she helped her aunt set the table while wondering where her father went and why her uncles all slept with her father. All of her questions tortured her, but she didn't let anything appear. They were at the table when she finally saw her mother walking down the pale steps. Without waiting, she got up and then threw herself into her arms. Her father ( smile ): how are you princess? She ( making her baby ): it's up to me to ask you that dad. Why did you bring me in so quickly without me finishing my exam? His father: let's go eat first after I tell you the reason for agreement. Hello. He threw to the others. After breakfast, Alma's father and two brothers moved to the living room. After clearing the table, Alma and her aunt did the same. Alma's father spoke after a few minutes of radio silence. Alma said nothing but the position she found her father made her doubt something. She shook her aunt's hand tightly when her father finally decided to open his mouth to speak. Him: Almaty Kane. She looked up to stare at her father completely sure something was wrong. Her heart was banging hard on her chest and let's not talk about her limbs trembling with fear. His father never calls him by his full name unless there is something wrong. She: yes dad. His father ( swallowing his saliva ): first of all I want to apologize to you for my apple. Know that everything a parent does for their child ... is for their own good. I know I am at fault this time is why I ask you to forgive me deep in your heart. Your father did something worse and to fix it I decided to sacrifice my apple to you. You are all that I have most precious in the world. J .... j ... I gave you in marriage my daughter. She first looked at her father to make sure he wasn't kidding before doing the same to his uncles before laughing. She: dad, do you know this is not funny at all is it ? I hope this is a joke of bad taste. Her father: not my princess at all. It's your destiny and you have to accept it. She ( rising furious ): what fate are you talking about dad ? You destroy my life after you talk to me about fate. I never say I will never accept to marry a man I do not know. What is that ? You know I have a fiancé and soon I'm going to get married and you come to take me out that you have me what? I'm not even going to repeat that. One of his uncles ( cri ): Almaty Kane, are you crazy or what ? Is this a way of talking to your father. Sit down right away. Sobbing she took her place. She ( crying ): what could I have done to you for deserved that dad? Her father: I'm sorry my daughter. She: sorry, yes sorry that's all you can say after destroying my life. Dad, dad you destroyed my life, my brief dream you completely destroyed me know it. I don't recognize you anymore, where did this father who wanted so much to see me succeed ? Where is this father who swore only for the happiness of his daughter. His father ( shouting ): you shut down the poorly educated child. And me, do you think all this makes me happy Alma? Do you think I like to see you shed tears through my fault? She ( fixing her father ): what happened dad? His father ( lowering his head ): I killed the wife of a man and his two children. What? Criticize by catching her mouth. Her father: I persecuted the twins' housewife. She: and to relieve your conscience you sacrifice me your one and only daughter? Do you have a second think of me before making this decision Dad? ( fixing his father ): I will never accept this union do you hear ? I hate you. His father ( getting up ): very well, if you refuse to honor me Almaty , I will end my life and you will remain united forever to this man since the marriage has already been sealed since yesterday. I give you a few hours to make a decision, if you persist on Wallahi by tomorrow you will be totally orphaned on both sides. After saying that, he turned on his heels leaving an Alma totally collapsed and his two brothers followed him after lecturing Alma well. Alma ( collapsing on the ground crying ): what did I do to deserve this aunt? What will I say to Khalil if he calls me ? What family stuffed my father in ? Did he unite me with what type of man ? Do you once think that this man can make me suffer to change the death of his wife and children ? I'm cursed forever Aunt Rita. I will end my life. Rita ( helping her to get up ): stop saying that Alma, you did nothing wrong my darling. God does not impose any penalty greater than the capacity of a soul. Come on, get up sweetie. What this man did for your father is just amazing. Accept this marriage for your father and you will not be disappointed with my heart. You are absolutely right to be in pain, to say everything you are saying right now but what will we not do for our parents. No man in place of this man will accept to let the person responsible for the death of his wife and children at large and neither will you bear to see your father last bars. I really don't know this man but his gesture amazed me. My gut tells me that this man is perfect for you Alma. She ( wiping her tears ): how is this man ? Very old is not with tons of children? Rita ( smile ): I have never seen a man as handsome as him. He's very young if that's what you're afraid of, huh. I would even say that he is between 25_27 with his beautiful brown complexion and his angel face and let's not talk about his heart in gold. She ( resuming her tears ): I don't care about all that aunt. I love Khalil. Rita ( taking her in her arms ): just accept darling. You will learn to love him too. Sheikh Ahmed Sylla. Poor Sheikh spent the last one turning and turning alone in his bed which became really big without his other half by his side. His wife's laughter and sweet voice echoed so far in his ears. He still can't believe that the woman who invested so much in her life, the woman who knew how to listen to her and love her left for good at just 11 months of marriage. Ramata Sow left like a shooting star without leaving any last trace. The call of the muezzin for fadjr drew him from his thoughts. He got out of bed and then went into the shower. He went down to join after changing for the Morning prayer. The whole family was present for prayer. Brother Ousmane directed the prayer. After the douwas and morning greetings, Mother Koumba asked to speak to her son who was about to return to his apartment. Mother Koumba: I am really disappointed with you Sheikh Ahmed Sylla. Why did you accept the hand of this assassin's daughter instead of extracting a huge sum from him as a damage to the death Ramata and the twins considering how the gentleman was frightened. Ousmane: you don't even know how I rage against you. Sheikh: but I really didn't follow you there. Why blame me for accepting the hand of a girl I don't even know? Oumar: but you could refuse her daughter's hand and ask her something else not in private? Sheikh ( feeling the anger mounted ): stop beating around the bush and tell me clearly what you want me to ask the gentleman. Ousmane: don't be an Idiot sltp. You know what we're talking about. Money if you want to know. We are all in need here. Sheikh: but I dream there. So you want me to take the money against the death of my wife and children? Ousmane: of course since evil is already over. Ramata and your twins are dead and buried, they will never return to this earth. The money there could have helped you achieve a lot of things that you are unable to do due to lack of means. Sheikh ( furious ): do you hear yourself talking ? Ramata is dead and you ask me to make the man pay the price for my wife's soul. You are all sick. Ousmane: what is done is done why not take advantage of the benefit it will bring us. This man is full of aces. I researched him. Mother Koumba: if you had asked for at least 100million. This sum would have been used to do a lot of things like treating my back pain and something else. Since my sister-in-law left Morocco, she says that she does not feel back pain. How long have you been telling me that I will also go for treatment? Ousmane: and I, who did it for years behind him, asked him to give me 20 million to start my business. Oumar: and I who want to reopen my workshop? Fifi: Wallahi brother, you screwed up serious. Part of this money could have helped you enroll in a private school. All my friends are now studying in prestigious schools. You promised me since ... but nothing. Annoyed to hear everyone claim to be there, Sheikh stood up Very angry and directly attack the glass of water that was sitting on the coffee table. He smashed it with a ripe visible veins of anger and disgust for his family. Sheikh ( shouting ): money, money is all that interests you Huh ? Enough is enough, enough is enough. YOU ... you are all monsters in this house. I wonder why God has me in this family who have no eyes for their interest anyone. I have just lost my wife and children, none of you are taken with compassion for me. All you care about is money. Ousmane ( shouting in turn ): you lower your tone with us included? We are not your equal. Who are you yelling at us huh? We are going to talk about money whether you want it or not, you are wrong and you allow yourself to insult us by what we want to make you hear reason. It's decided, as the eldest of this family, I suggest you tomorrow to go and say that you no longer want her daughter but 100 million in exchange. You are only 25 years old I remind you so drop your tone. Fifi: who knows, maybe this girl even looks like a monkey if you see that her father also offers it to you for free. You close it: reply Cheikh. Fifi: don't devour your rage on me ho mister Cheikh. To avoid being irreparable, Cheikh came out of the house with tears in his eyes. The tears of an angel.