Chapter 5 05

Chapter: 5 I went to bed waiting for my famous husband to enter the room again until I fell asleep without realizing the tight cushion against my chest. I slept peacefully when the moans coming down from the bed made me jump into my sleep. I sit for a few seconds on bed with my limbs trembling with fear. Hearing him moan, I really thought he was on the bed and was trying to rape me in my sleep. But he was not on the bed but lying on a small mattress placed on the ground. He moved in all directions, murmuring the name of a certain Ramata in his sleep, surely his late wife.

Hearing her say to the latter is not left alone really gave me goosebumps. I got up slowly and then went to turn on the light. He was sweating, trembling and looked really burning with fever. I approached him and then browned for the awakening but I found myself contemplating his well-made face. He is exactly as Aunt Rita described to me, he is truly handsome and very young without throwing flowers at him. My fresh hand on his forehead made him jump and quickly straightened his jerky breathing. We stayed in the same position for a few seconds without any of us saying a word. Our faces were so close that I even felt his warm breath caressed my face. Don't think otherwise huh, it's just that I didn't expect to see such a handsome man, huh. He scraped his throat and it brought me down to earth. I quickly got up and moved away from him very ashamed. Him ( rising in turn ): j ... I am really sorry to have bothered you in your sleep. Me ( regaining space on the bed ): it does not matter, I believe that you had nightmares. Are you OK ? Him: yes it's ok thank you. Without a word, he bent over to fold the little mattress and then left the room with it. I sighed and then go back to bed, dealing with all the names. I who was supposed to not even speak to him but here I am asking him if he is well after fantasizing about him without realizing it. Don't think otherwise, huh, it's just that I didn't expect to see such a young man at all, you understand? I looked at the time on my phone and noticed that it was only 2 a.m. A knock on the living room door woke me up, I shot casually with my eyes half closed. Leila was at the door with her eternal smile glued to her lips. Her: hello Alma. Me: me hello. She: how was the night? Me: well, what time is it? She: 12h past, I brought you your breakfast. Me ( taking the tray of his hand ): thank you it's nice. Her: please. If you finish eating, you have to go down and answer Mother Koumba's call. Me: who is she? She: your husband's mother. Me: ah, okay. Tell him I'm coming. When she goes out, I go to take a hot shower. After I opted for a bustier dress in Bazin, drop my long ones and then make up slightly. Once my stomach was full, I went downstairs and found that the old crocodile and her beautiful daughters were just waiting for me. I put down the tray in which Leïla brought me my breakfast and then moved to Leila after saying hello. The old woman first devoured my eyes before opening my mouth to answer me. Her red eyes, I'm just afraid she won't eat me in this house before I leave. The old lady: young girl. I looked up to look at him before I said? The old lady: yes yourself ? Is that how you dress your shoulders and neck outside? Look at me very well and in the eyes too ... you are no longer a spoiled rotten girl of your dear father understood ? You are now a married woman and I tell you right away to behave as such understood? Here, stepdaughters do not hang out in bed until late, of two the kitchen is also sharing with each other three days. And that this is the first time and the last time that you greet me as you had just understood? Me ( lowering my head ): I'm sorry madam. She ( staring at me badly ): madam? Say mom. whispers Leila to me. Me: mom. She: it's better for you. Now I'm going to introduce myself since you don't know me yet, I'm mother Koumba the queen mother of this family, my desires are orders in this house. The girl sitting by my side and the youngest of your husband my last, the respected is essential and compulsory in this house. The one next to you is Leila my niece and also the wife of my eldest son, the one on your left is Aïda his coepouse and the other on your right is Faty the wife of my second son. In this house, the stepdaughters are united and get along very well so try to follow their steps and do as they do. I made myself understood young girl? Me: Almaty mom. Yes it is understood. She: very good , as it was yesterday that you came to this house I let you rest today and also arranged your hundreds of suitcases but tomorrow at the premiere you get up to cook understood ? Me ( knotted throat ): yes. She: well, Leila is going to show her around the house and show her everything she needs to do as a daughter-in-law. Rest of spoiled rotten girl is over ... now you tie your loincloth well to fulfill your duty as a daughter-in-law. Hey, I forgot, show her the big mortar too since I don't believe if she's used to seeing this. Here we stack the rice, the fonio before putting them in the pot. ( rising ): I think I'm done. She passed us and then entered her room accompanied by her dear daughter. What did my father take me into ? Will I have the strength to last three long months in this house ? Leila's voice pulled me out of my thoughts, I followed her and she made me visit the large kitchen located in the courtyard. I wonder why everyone does not cook in their apartment ? No, this old woman is a real witch. In the 21st century there is still this kind of thing? Kitchen sharing and everything. I don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow to get out of it safe and sound. After the visit, I asked in Leila that if I can go back to my temporary apartment, she told me that I can with my greatest relief. His two witches from Aïda and Faty keep throwing spikes at me while mentioning the name of my famous husband's late wife. Do they really think it bothers me or what ? Thuurrr. I went up the steps when I met the two bizarre men from yesterday. They devour me as if they are not used to seeing a woman in their lives. Me ( lowering the embarrassed head ): hello. Ousmane ( your dry ): hello, I hope we have communicated the rules of the house to you? Me yes. He passed me without a word and then left me with the other a nicer one. Him ( smile ): I am Oumar your husband's big brother. Welcome and know that you are at home. Me: thank you, I'm Almaty. Him: I know. You are really beautiful Alma, I hope you will learn to get used to life from here as the daughter-in-law of such an unbearable woman who is my mother? Me ( always head down ): incha'Allah. Have a great day brother. Him ( smile ): to you too Alma. I sighed hard once the apartment door closed behind me. On the side of Ousmane. Ousmane: have you seen this idiot Oumar's new wife ? Even chance plays in its favor. We who said that Ramata was the most beautiful of our women but she doesn't even get to the ankle of the latter in beauty. Oumar: she is really beautiful with a soft voice. At his sight we took him directly for a white woman so much that she is clear. I hope mom won't do it again. ( tapping my shoulder ): well, I have to spun brother especially you keep me a cup of tea. He passed me and went out to go I don't know where. Really this idiot Sheikh is lucky and it makes me mad. He is the youngest of us but manages everything in the family as if he is the oldest. Even the papers of the house, it is in his name and it is he who keep them carefully since the death of papa. As I still have rage against this old man even if he welcomed us to his home with our mother and educated us like his own children. After seeing it all happen, why didn't he put the house in my name except in the name of his own son who is Sheikh. Fifi, and he does not yet know that we are not from the same father nobody knows it besides except mom , Oumar and me but very soon it will be known since I intend to destroy this idiot of Sheikh. Everything annoys me about him. My silly wife's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. Me ( shouting at it ): what is it? Leila ( the trembling voice ): the. The re ... Me ( furious ): you talk or you step aside from my field of vision before I stick one to you. Leila: the meal is served. Me: it's understood now go as a woman of doom. Since you came into my life nothing works like in others. If it's not because of my mother it will be a long time since I chased you from my house. She turned on her heels crying hot tears. I hate this woman from the first day my mother asked me to marry her. I did everything to not marry her but my mother when she makes a decision no one can make her change her mind. To honor him I married him and two years later I married the woman of my choice. But she is so calm and smiling despite everything I make her endure that sometimes when I look at her the only thing that comes to my mind is strangling her until she dozes between my fingers. I hate her so much that even the only child we had together disgusts me. On the side of Sheikh Ahmed Sylla. How crazy this gentleman is, why spoil the life of such a beautiful girl who is her daughter by marrying her to a man as empty from the inside as I am? After my Ramata, I don't think if I will have the strength to love another woman again. I miss her so much that it is not to sink into depression that I get up every day to work. I was really surprised yesterday night to see the angel face of this girl, I expected everything except a girl as beautiful frankly. I am sure she must give up a lot of things she wanted so much to accept this marriage. If she wants to leave, I will never hold her back since I will not be able to love her as she deserves and make her happy. I did not want to go there worked this morning but I succeeded in an urgent call from my boss who asked all the staff of the box to be present at the company at ten o'clock. After leaving the room to see how uncomfortable she was in my presence, I put my mattress in the other room and then go straight into the shower to do my ablutions. I stayed on the mat praying for the rest of my wife's soul until the hour of the fadjr. To avoid arguments as early as morning, I preferred to say my prayer in my apartment. After the prayer, I wanted to enter the room for waking up for prayer but I hesitated and in addition I don't even know his name. I ended up dropping the idea and then head straight into the shower. When I finished, I ironed one of my shirts that Ramata had washed but did not have the opportunity to iron and she went away for good. At the company, all my colleagues were present with the concern that read all over their faces. Madame Sanoh only showed up after half an hour. Ms. Sanoh the director of the company: hello everyone. We all answered it in choirs. Ms. Sanoh: Well, I know this has nothing to do with a work meeting or anything. I'm sorry, really sincerely sorry to announce to you that the company has been bankrupt for several months. We all built ourselves body and soul for the survey but fortunately that our efforts have come to nothing. So we decided to close the box while things get back to normal since there are no more do for you pay so know the current circumstances of our dear country in Guinea, we cannot keep you from working without pay for us when you are all fathers and mothers. Really sorry for all this. For this month's pay, you can all go to checkout to receive your pay. The murmurs began to get along throughout the business. Others were planted like statuettes and others cried with hot tears. Knowing our dear country, it is not a piece of cake to find a job that pays well so easily. I didn't even know where to put my head, everything collapsed around me. I, who have tons of loads placed on my shoulders, how I will make my family for food until I find a new job. I'm screwed up, and even complement with all the worries I have in my head right now. A slap on my shoulder pulled me out of my thoughts. I even jumped since I was far away. Ibrahim: how are you buddy? Me ( nervously passing my hand over my face ): how can it go eh man with everything I'm going through right now? Ibrahim: courage brother, it will quickly go you ... The director's voice calling me cut him off in his word. I followed her to her office and she asked me to take my seat and that's what I did. She: it was yesterday that I learned of the death of your wife Sheikh, I am sincerely sorry that I was not present on the day of the burial. Me: it's okay madam. She: I'm not going to hold you very long , but just to let you know that I told the daughter of one of my friends about you and your friend Ibrahim who is the HRD of a very recognized company in the city. She agreed to meet with the two of you on Monday. Here is the address of the informed company to your friend. Me ( very happy ): no Mrs. Sanoh, I really don't know how you thank for that. She ( smile ): you deserve it Sheikh, you have done so much for the survival of my box during all its years. It's the least I can do for you and your friend Ibrahim. I wish you good luck with the job interview and thank you for everything. I left his office with a very relieved heart. I thought it was all over for me, here the almighty has acted again in my life. I announced the good news to Ibrahim, The Idiot to shout so much that the burial heads of the others all turned to look at us. Me: stop it sltp Ibrahim. Ibrahim: I am sorry for the others but there, I do not think if I can remain quiet in the face of this good news. Let's celebrate, man. Me: sorry but you know very well that I do not have the head to make a party at the moment. You drop me off at my place. Ibrahim; with great pleasure. By the way, you didn't tell me how she is your new wife. Me: I don't know, if you are so curious let's go and there you will see it. Ibrahim: not today but another day incha'allah. My new conquest ... Me ( smile ): women will one day kill. Let's go, I'm sleepy there. Ibrahim: what did you do at night? Me: pray. Arrived at the side of the road, he dropped me off there and then left. I took a few steps before entering our house, hoping not to find anyone in my path. In the yard, I found Leila, Aïda and faty sitting under the veranda with their children. Me: good evening ladies. They: how are you Sheikh. Me: good. The children ran to throw themselves on me. I opened my bag and distributed them chocolates. I entered the living room when Leila told me that. Leila ( smile ): Sheikh my heart, really you hit the jackpot this time again. Your wife is really beautiful, I hope that .... Me ( cutting it ): sltp Leila ... She ( lowering her head ): I'm sorry. Me ( smile ): it's okay my queen. Aïda whispered so hard when I said that that I couldn't help but laugh. Really, Aïda is the perfect wife of her husband. They go very well together. When I got to my apartment, I found my dear wife in the room watching a series I think on her PC. She is dressed in a long one that covers her to the toes. I greeted him then head directly to my wardrobe to take and go to the other who is not moving in or I will move there to leave her space. The tears of an angel.