Chapter 4 Chapitre 04

Chapter: 4 On the side of Almaty. Why me ? Why is fate so fierce against me? What have I done to deserve all this suffering that is devastating my heart right now? My world is falling apart and everything is bland around me. Why ? Why this radical change in my life ? I suffocate, all his unanswered questions prevent the fresh air from entering my lungs. The man I love so much and admire, who has always shown me infinite love , fate yes my cursed destiny makes me doubt him at this moment that if he is the one who gave me life and always watch over my well-being.

I hurt my God, do a miracle to make it all a bad dream. I love my Khalil, I love him with a sincere and indestructible love. What will I do now knowing that I am united to a complete stranger ? Why ? Why ? Why? I repeated, bursting into a sob. Aunt Rita took me in her arms again to calm me down. My father gave me an ultimatum to make a decision. How, how can I make a decision shortly that can further change the course of my life? From my birth until then, I who always think that suffering is just a word ... but here I am suffering it at this precise moment. I suffer so much in my flesh that the only thing that goes through my head is the word 'suicide''. Is this a solution ? Will it make me happy to live ? No, the soul is worth more than all suffering on earth. The ringing of my phone pulled me out of my lethargy. I straightened up from Aunt Rita's shoulder when I saw the name displayed on my screen. '' My love for life''. Khalil ... what am I going to tell him. Due to his insistence, I ended up taking the call. Khalil: hello love, where were you? Me ( sobbing ): don't call me love anymore you hear ? I am no longer your love understood ? I'm finished Khalil, our beautiful love is complete. My father gave me such a sacrifice to a complete stranger. what will become of me without you? Khalil: calm down my heart and calmly tell me what's going on. I don't understand anything you say. Me ( still crying ): the cause of his call is that he offered me to a man I don't even know. He sacrificed me to relieve his conscience. I am now a married woman against my will, without my consent. Khalil: noooo, it's not true... He can't do that, he can't snatch it from you like that. Tell me Alma, why did he make a decision so quickly when not even three days was he telling me to prepare for the big day? That he wants our union to be sealed in guinea. Something must have prompted him to make such an absurd decision. Tell me what happened. Me ( hiccups ): he persecuted a pregnant woman of the twins and all three died. Khalil: that's not true. What a tragedy Alma. So it was with this woman's husband that he married you? Me yes. What are we doing now Khalil ? I only want you as a husband. Khalil ( sighs ): if your father decided to marry these people, maybe it was under their threats. For him, we must accept this marriage ... Me ( shouting ): don't ask me that sltp Khalil. Never in life do you hear ? I would rather die than suffer such injustice. I sympathize with man but it is not also a reason to destroy my life. You have to help me get out of here as soon as possible. Khalil: do you think I want to agree to lose you so quickly Alma ? But not far from there. If you see that I'm telling you to accept Honoré your father for now, it's just so that he doesn't hurt himself. Play the game while I find a solution to get you out of there. Just give me three me and I'll come get you out of this marriage. Me ( relieved ): you promise me? Khalil: I promise you and trust me. I leave you my heart, take good care of you I love you and trust me. Me: okay, I trust you but know that my joie de vivre and my future are now resting on your shoulders. I love you too. I hung up on my heart a little relieved. Everything Khalil has just promised me relieves me and also gives me hope even if I am afraid of living three long me with a complete stranger. Aunt Rita found me foolishly smiling at the thought that I will soon be defeated by this cursed marriage which is not one. For my part, I will do everything to get out of there even before three months. Aunt Rita ( handing me a glass of orange juice ): did I miss something? Me: no. ( suitor ): aunt. She: yes my princess. Me: I accept Honoré papa. She ( content ): is that true my love ? What changed all at once? Me: nothing, I just can't bear to lose my father. It is everything to me. She ( hugging me ): you made a very good decision sweetie. ( rising ): I will go and announce this good news to everyone. Not even 30 seconds that my father and his two brothers landed in my room smiling. My father ( taking me in his crying arms ): I am sincerely sorry my daughter. Thank you for agreeing to sacrifice yourself for me. If the bond between parent and child is real, you will never suffer in this union. ( kissing my forehead ): thank you. My two other uncles also came to take me in their arms while making me douwas. Um, if they knew the plan behind my head. When I left my room, my father asked Aunt Rita to help me prepare myself and my luggage. Aunt Rita ( excited ): I'm going to call my designer to deliver some white Bazin models for the bride. My hairdresser too. Me ( pulling his phone from his hand ): stop giving you this trouble for a marriage that is not even one. Aunt Rita: give me my phone sltp, even if you are not constant for this marriage but I will not let you go to your husband's house to dress anyhow. What will they say about we see you dress banally. Our family is quite famous for that. As stubborn as Aunt Rita you die direct. I did everything to make her change her mind but nothing. With these 'we only get married once''. If she knew. Aunt Rita: let her make up a little Alma. Me: no, it's good like that. Stop you too aunt, it looks like this marriage is a eager marriage. She: it's true but I swear that very soon you will be madly in love with your husband. He is a man who leaves no indifferent. Me: um, that's what we'll see. No man is incomparable to my Khalil. It is not very beautiful but I love it as it is. In the evening as agreed, our house was invaded by people I don't even know most of them. They laughed, ate, completely ignoring what is hidden behind this farce. My father forced himself to smile but I knew that through his smiles that he had collapsed inside. I hate to see it like that but the damage is already done. After the endless sermons of my uncles and aunts it was now time for me to go and join my conjugal home. Almighty God, face that it all ends as soon as I set foot in this house. Whisper when getting into the car. Half an hour's drive, the cars park by the roadside and then we continue the rest of the journey on foot. When one of my uncles said that there is no road to enter my famous husband's house...I imagined myself directly a dump which will henceforth serve one at my house up to three months. I had a pinch in the heart. Aunt Rita held my hand since I did not see the road well because of the veil which covers my head as well as my face. I thought it was a long way to go, but luckily we got a few steps. It was a large house, made up of three four apartments. In the living room below, a very smiling woman welcomed us. She gave us room before disappearing, call I don't know who. Shortly after, an old woman in her sixties, two men accompanied by a young girl entered. They took their places after the salams. My older uncle spoke. On the side of Sheikh Ahmed Sylla. This altercation with my family really made me understand that I no longer have anyone on whom counted and made me realize that my family is only interested in my pocket money. Since my eighteen, I kill myself day and night so that my family members do not sleep hungry. The two elders of the family who should take care of the family do nothing with their ten fingers. Brother Ousmane, only gave orders and reproached me every time he sees me. He spends half his time in bars playing at random. When Brother Oumar gives him a little help sometimes. My mother knows the day I get paid more than myself. And when I touch my salary which varies between 5 to 6 million Guinean francs per month. Each of them will have their share whether I like it or not. Before all that did not bother me since I found it normal but this morning, my family proved to me that they only like what I bring them. Several hours spent outside calming my nerves, I return to my apartment. Barely the door closed behind me that I burst into a sob. I know that I have not yet poured a taste of tears since Ramata left me but there, this morning I have just realized how much this woman was essential to my life. Still worried about me, always there to advise me when I argue with Brother Ousmane where mom. Sometimes it's really good to vent our sorrows a little while crying. Once calmed, I get up and rush into the shower for a hot bath. I went back down after changing to go to my friend Ibrahim's house. I was heading for the exit when Brother Ousmane arrested me Net. Ousmane: hey you, come here right away. I went back to my heels without a word and then come to face him. Ousmane ( pursuing ): I hope you are going like that to do what we discussed this morning. In short asked for our hundred million? He annoys me so much this idiot. Without a word, I turned on my heels... But he said a word to me that directly stopped me in my tracks. I turn around very angry again. Me: you repeat what you come to say. Ousmane: that if you don't take the hundred million from here in the evening ... Me: what will happen if I refuse to do what you ask me? Ousmane: sell the house and everyone will make their money what they want. Me ( trembling with anger ): to sell this house which is our only source, you must first pass me on the body. Have a good day. I passed it then I go. The taxi dropped me off after a few minutes by the sea. Whenever I have a problem, this is where I come to breathe fresh air and it has always had the gift of calming me. Back to the side of Almaty Kane. My older uncle: bisimllah, if you see that we are here tonight , it is to come and honor our promise and also thank you for your noble gesture and the greatness of soul that you have shown in the face of this tragedy. This is our daughter, Almaty Kane. She is the only daughter of our brother, his apple. We entrust it to you and please take care of it as if it is one of your own. The old lady: we also thank you for your trip and you also pray to forget this accident. What is done is done so let's forget the past and start from scratch as before. On behalf of the whole family since you came unexpectedly we welcome you and our new daughter-in-law. My older uncle ( taking ): as he starts to do late, we ask for the road. ( taking an envelope out of his pocket ) : our brother also asked that you be given this envelope containing ten million FG so that you buy two cows for the sacrifice of the 40th day of the defun ... Without my uncle finishing, the lady pulled the envelope from her hand with a big smile. Everyone in the living room was speechless. What is that again ? It looks like she is not used to hearing such a sum of her two ears. Aunt Rita ( approaching her mouth with my ear ): let her crocodile ... Me: 😂 😂. The other parties, the old lady passed me and then entered a room with a smile to my ears. His two sons followed him, murmuring. My head was bowed when the girl came to ask me who if she can see my face. Me ( lifting my veil ): with pleasure. At the sight of my face, she remained silent for a few seconds before turning her heels in turn without a word. What a funny family. I said to myself in the face of his bizarre reaction. The three women remaining in the living room approached me, the one who welcomed us introduced me and then complimented me and also introduced the other two. She ( smile ): I am Leila the wife of your husband's older brother , this one is Aïda my coepouse and the other is Faty the wife of your husband's second brother. Welcome to your home. Me ( timidly ): nice to meet you. I also call myself Almaty but my loved ones call me Alma altogether. The famous Aïda: also like poor Ramata. Until then her sudden death and her babies whom she waited impatiently remains stuck across my throat. The poor, we brutally tore her life. Leïla: what are you doing Aïda ? Stop it please. Faty: she's telling the truth huh. The poor. She said, grimacing before turning on the heels followed by Aïda. No, before the three months that Khalil gave me ends... I'm sure I will see on all the colors in this house. Leila's soft voice pulled me out of my thoughts. She ( smile ): don't pay attention to them sweetie. Come on, get up, you must be exhausted I will drive you to your apartment. Your husband is surely on the way. Ah so, my famous husband was not one of his two bizarre men. I said to myself before I got up to follow her to my famous apartment. Leila ( opening the door ): welcome home. Me: thank you. She went out and I took advantage of visiting a little the apartment composed of two rooms, living room, kitchen, and bathroom. He was not tall but very pretty anyway with a simple decor. Since I have nothing to wear afterwards, I went downstairs, take the smallest of my suitcases and go back up with ... I took a shower , coat me with cream and then let my well-treated hair fall behind my back. I opened my suitcase afterwards, take a long dress that covers me to the ears and then wear two tight tights on it for my protection since I don't know what kind of person I'm going to share the room with this night. I collapsed after spraying myself with perfume. Khalil called me. -Khalil: love, how are you? Me: at my new husband's, huh. Khalil: Alma my love, sltp does not let this Salop see any part of your body. He said to me angry. Me: don't bother jealous of this Khalil man, it's you I love. Khalil: I know my love but .... drop it. sltp Alma, forgive me for not being by your side right now? Me: don't worry my heart. I'm sleepy, our name is tomorrow. Khalil: take care of yourself and cover your body well. I love you. Me too. I hung up and put my phone on the bedside. Shortly after my eyelids started to get heavy. I was about to close them when the bedroom door suddenly opened onto a man. I quickly opened my eyes with fear in my stomach. He fixed me a few seconds before tracing his path to the wardrobe. As it was the bedside lamp that lit the room, I couldn't see his face well. He took I don't know what and went out with ... Crying an angel.