Papa melo

It was a great afternoon. I came back from school I saw my papa on the porch sitting and drinking beer. Suddenly my papa called me and wants to have a talk. He told me that something happened earlier. I was intrigued! And I ask my papa what happened? Before that I blessed my papa it's a sign of respect it's part of our tradition where we grab there hand and put it on our forehead. And my papa told me that there was a big fight earlier at the public market. And I ask him who was it? And he told me. It was your uncle and our former worker. And I ask what happened next? And papa said. Your uncle almost died today. I was shocked and ask my dad where is he now? He told me he is at home. It was a big relief for me. And suddenly my papa said. I'm waiting for our former worker to come to our house and ask forgiveness but they did not showed up. I was asking who started the fight? And my dad told me. My sis started telling me that they were putting there pork on her stand and she is telling them them that don't put is there I still have some pork to sell and what is happening I can't sell it its because your pork is there on my stand! She said. And she ask for help to my uncle to ask them that they should not put there pork on my aunt stand. Suddenly our former worker shouted and saying. I don't have room on my stand where should I put my pork on the floor? Angrily. And my uncle said to him shouting as well. It not our fault that you no longer have space for your pork! This is not your stand! Suddenly they punch each other it was a big fight! And our former worker grabbed a knife but he failed to stab my uncle. My uncle also grabbed a knife to stab him but he ran away. That's what my papa told me. And papa said what if I let them face each other and give them a gun one bullet each if who dies there will be no revenge. I told my papa that's wrong we should fix this I told papa do you want me to go there and ask them to come here so that we can fix this? My papa said no let them be. 4:00am in the morning I was still asleep. Suddenly my sister knocked on the door aggressively shouting in worry papa! Papa! Something happened to papa. I forgot to wear a shirt and rush to the motorcycle and went to market and asking questions where is papa? Everyone is running. And I saw my aunt walking on the streets not talking. And I asked our worker where is papa? It is our former workers brother. he is at the hospital! I felt worried and there is something on my mind saying papa is okay he is okay if I arrived at the hospital he is smiling and sitting with my uncle talking with each other. That's not what I saw. My papa is on the bed covered with a white blanket also my uncle I cannot believe my eyes that papa is dead I was crying also my sisters and my mom that this had happened. If they only went to our house and talked this should've happened. 2 days later My papa's corpse already arrived at home we were all crying some of us wants revenge some of use don't want revenge if you are asking me what's on my head nothing I was crying angry feeling betrayed it's not sinking in that papa is gone its like a nightmare that I want to wake up already but no this things are real and not a dream I wish it's all a dream. 5 years later We already moved on things are not looking good for me. I already told my mom that we need to continue the business but my mom told me she is going to handle the business and I told her that do you know how to run the business? And I told her that papa already trained me how to handle the business. And my mom told me. "no" I was like why? I was 18 years old at that time she is saying that you don't know how to handle this! I did not argue with her. And just told her okay you handle the business but please don't recruit the people that papa fired because they are thieves she did not listened to me and recruited those people 2 years after she is full of depth.