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CHAPTER VI : THE NIGHT HUSBAND PART ONE

I get up and get my phone and run to the bathroom where I start praying profusely. I have always been told that you should never sleep with a person in a dream that it is a disguised demon who bounds himself to his host and places him a mask of old age. That is to say, you become his wife at night and during the day you will no longer be attractive, the boys will find you ugly or your romantic relationships will be disastrous, if and only if you are consenting but fortunately this is not my case, thank you Lord. I take a look at the phone, it's three o'clock in the morning, have to go to bed there's school just now. I write a message to my half (My best friend) where I tell her my dream, so when she wakes up she can help me understand what is happening to me. I get up and go to the room, lie down on the bed folding the sheet over my body and close my eyes.

The daylight gradually illuminates my room and the alarm clock I programmed in the phone reminds me that it is indeed daylight, so I have to get my ass out of bed to not be late, but I have the lameness to get out of bed, I could not even go to bed, I am asleep. You have to move little girl, you prepare an exam screams my conscience. I then get up to take Anie to prepare her for school and then I get ready in my turn. We go down to have breakfast which was served by Tamara. Lately it's her who cooks, I hope mom will start again, not that I don't enjoy her cooking, but I miss mom's.

-Hi girls ! Well awakened ?

-Girls: Hi ! Yes and you ?

-Well thank you, breakfast is served, he was waiting for you, she said cheerfully

-Zowl, I'm hungry

-They say owl baby, your lips scares me very much. What do we eat ?

-Croissant, chocolate bread and madeleine accompanied by yogurt, fruit and a juice of fresh lychee

-It looks appetizing, I said, grabbing the basket full of pastries -But, these are cakes bought, not homemade, I noted sadly

-Yes, I had the lameness to do it today, she said with a laugh.

I burst out laughing, she's really funny, I think I appreciate her more and more.

-Go eat fast, otherwise you will be late.

We finish eating, I go out followed by Anie, well installed in the vehicle, we start towards the school. As soon as I got to school, I already face the questioning, thoughtful and judgmental looks of people, but also the endless questions of Lucie.

-Are you getting better? Yesterday you scared us very much, you took some calm before coming? Had to stay at home, are you sure you're better? Lucie goes on without pausing

-Okey ! Showering Lucie you already weariness me

-Sorry

-Let's go to class, in silence please

-Okay, make your outfit very pretty

-Thank you ! Humm ! What have I just said ?

-In silence, she said in a low voice and lowering her head.

We hasten our steps and arrive in class before the teacher. The course was very barbarous, it was so barbarous that I fell asleep. Happily, today is Friday the last day of classes. During the second class of the day, I kept thinking about this strange dream. At the end of the classes, I succeed the teacher and then settle in a corner to think quietly while escaping Benja and Lucie, when my phone made a sound, telling me that I received a message.

From Donna: Hello Mamour, I hope you're okay ? I pass to see you around sixteen o'clock must we talk about this dream in peace.

Answer: Hello Namour, I experienced worse as a day. Okey to all.

After answered to the message, I leave the establishment to take a taxi. Arrived at home, I find that there is no one as usual, I decide to take refuge in my room. What better way as a music company, I put Stitches by Shaw Mendes in replay mode, he sings this artist very well. The more the music repeats itself and the heavier my eyelids become, I end up falling asleep.

-Anna, Anna, Anna, said a soft voice near my ears.

I open my eyes and amaze myself to see my best friend in my room.

-Motema have you already arrived ?

-Well yes, a certain to try to recover his night

Just kidding.

-Of course, let's taste stp I'm hungry

-You continue to nibble, really you are stubborn

-Only comes.

We go down the stairs towards the kitchen.

-Auntie Melody, morning ! What do we cook today ?

-Hello my child, Madam cooked a broth of prime rib with coconut and as a complement there is cassava

-This day may end well, I said with a smile, let's go and attack the dish

-Okey the greedy

-Auntie, can you serve us at the table please ?

-No problem my great.

We leave the kitchen, then we settle in the dining room while waiting for our dishes.

-So how do you feel now ?

-Nothing for the moment, I'm just a little scared it looked so real baby, I thought I was going to lose my...

-Baby before sleeping prays seriously please I will do the same on my side

-Okay baby

Auntie Melody enters with the cutlery and then returns to the room with two dishes and a plate of cassava cut into a small piece. We give thanks and then eat in silence.

-You watched x movies the day before ? Donna said, breaking the silence that had set in

-Noooo ! I answered by widening my eyes

-Well, you fantasize about someone ?

-Noooo !

-Hummm ! What about Mike Kant ?

-Uh ! That is,...

-But, how you can fantasize about a person you've never seen, stop

-Okey sergeant, thank you for coming, I feel less alone

-We cannot be, GOD is with you at every moment

-You're right

-Hi Donnabelle ! Said my older brother Richard who had just arrived with Tamara

-Hi Ya Richard ! How are you? Does she answer joyfully

-Well my little one and the parents ?

-They are doing well

-Great, are you staying for dinner ?

-Yes please accept, I said in a begging voice

-Why not

-Cool, let me introduce you to my half, Tamara

-Enchanted Ya Tamara

-Enchanted Donna, I am delighted to meet half of Anna, call me Tamara

-Hey ! Yes Donna is my half. Ya Richard, the parents are going to have dinner with us tonight ?

-Yes.

The whole family was at the table, but one member is missing, doctor Ya Luke, who was unable to attend. My mother made her famous broth with smoked fish and spinach, hummm ! I like it, of course it is accompanied by cassava well rubbery and warm. Tamara was disgusted to see the food, I understand her she has never eaten this typical African dish. After dinner, my brother escorts Donna home. I hung out a little with Anie and Tamara in the living room and then I went to my room, prayed and went to bed.

I wake up in such a large and luxurious room that was foreign to me and then I saw a sexy man come out of a room with a towel at the waist. I scrutinize it from high to low and widen the eyes of surprise, no but it is not possible I dream there!

-Mike !

-My love said to me, kissing me languorously.

It's clear I'm in the middle of a dream, but it's beautiful. Suddenly he puts me in bed. What's going on there ? he wanted to remove my clothes but I stopped him.

-We are not marrying as far as I know, so if you want to go far with me, you must first marry me, said him, shifting me.

He immediately becomes all black so black that the darkness, I could no longer see his face, so much so that it was dark. My GOD it starts again, the man began to rush me suddenly. At the last shot, I wake up startled, my face is flooded with sweat, my heart beats, my breathing is noisy.

-Lord ! What happens to me ? Cried out, exhausted.

The silent tears escape from my eyes and flow warmly on my jewels. Another night in terror.

Explanation of the phenomenon husband at night :

A husband at night for the case of a woman and a woman at night for the case of a man is a mystical African phenomenon see diabolical, which very often takes place at night. This African myth states that when a man or woman agrees to have intimate relationships with a person in his or her sleep, the person bonds with a demon that takes on a human form familiar to its host. Hence the name of husband or wife at night, because these manifests itself only at night, it will even be said that these wicked spirits are very jealous and possessive, which will prevent the host from living a fulfilling relationship with besides no one.

Translation of a word into Lingala, english

*Motema : Heart.