CHAPTER 72

Bismillah

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I get up early as usual, go do my tralala, say the prayer, go have my lunch and go to the living room with Mama. I give her a kiss on the forehead and sit next to her and we talk.

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Isma: Are we going to the beach?

Us: Yeah!!

We are all getting ready and we are moving. Getting to the beach baaaaah how can you tell that the beach from there is not at all the same as the beach in Marseille with the sun beating down there!! Popopo you can only be crazy tanned!

In short, we settle down and the boys go straight into the water.

Mama: Watch out for the little ones

Elyes: Yes Yemma!

We finished all installed, we ask and we discuss.

[...]

Djibril came to take me to throw me in the water.

Me: Djibril doesn't play dumb. I'm dressed and I'm wearing the veil!

Djibril: You're not going to stay there to do it and babouf with the daronne!

Me: Well yes!

Djibril: Anything, let's walk.

Me: But Mama, she's alone there!

Djibril: No, she is in the company of others.

I turn my head towards my mother and I see her with the others!

Me: Pffff

Djibril: Mdddr

Me: Anyway let me down

He puts me down and we all walk along the beach.

Me: What are you talking about?

Djib': From you...

Me: I'm fine Al Hamdûlilleh!

Djib': Mddr not that!

Me: What do you want me to say?

Djib': Not me! Tell tell all to your big brother.

Me: But there's nothing to say.

Djib': Mdddr it's been a while, you're smiling! What do you have?

Me: well nothing

Djib': Come on, you have a smile on your face when someone sends you a message!

Me: Haan you tracks!

Djib': I knew, I knew!! Come on, what is it?

Me: Mddddr! When I took dad back to Allah Y Rahmo Hospital. Well, there's a person who saw me crying and asked me if he's okay. I asked him if he could leave me and he left me leaving his number. And we've been talking to each other for quite some time.

Djib': Ok. Describe me.

Me: I don't know, we've never seen each other. Even in the hospital I didn't see his face. His name is Anzum, Comorian 23 years old. He is a pious man Masha Allah, he is sympathetic, funny. He makes me forget all my problems...

Djib': Ok that's fine!

Me: Zeh don't yell at me?

Djib': Why do you want me to shout at you? As long as there's nothing hot bah jmenfou, I trust you. You are tall. If he wants something, come see us.

Me: Mddddr I love you brother!

Djib': Na dami!!

Me: Henoune!

Djib': I know!!!

We return to the starting point. We ate and then they left.

I spend every vacation. Because it happened the same in all three places! It was good and all but there was a downside... Psychopaths... Han ah no hater. What doleuux. I never went out alone pitsaiiin.

Anyway, back home, it feels good!! But I'm going back to work. We came back a week later.

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I get up a little before prayer, do my hoopla and take it. As soon as I finish, I make my breakfast and do the one that will work. I will wake them up and leave.

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Arrived there, I prepare to welcome the babies. When they arrive, we put them directly in the yard. They are too cute! All beautiful, all fat with their big cheek!!

After that, we go to the games room... At noon, we feed them, sit down and take their nap. 4:30 p.m. we give them a snack and we wait for the parents. The last person came to pick up his daughter at 7 p.m.

I'm going to Nassim and Yasmine! And I didn't tell you. Madame gave birth to a little boy all henoune, mixed-race Masha Allah!!

Arrived there. I jump on her and Ziad (their son)! I didn't have the opportunity to see her when we came back, I slept all day and the next day I started working straight away...

Me: How are you wife?

Nassim: Already it's my wife, not yours, huh? What the hell are you doing here? And you don't even come to see your cousin but you jump on MY wife??

Me: It's okay Nassim! Dj calmed down!!! Let me express my joy to my sister, right?

Nassim: My goodness!

Me: Don't start your childishness, I've had enough today!

Nassim: It's not good.

Me: Bah tooz brother.

Nassim: Aliyah w'Allah I'm not kidding with you.

Me: Well don't laugh.

Yas': Oh it's good you two wesh.

Nassim: That's her there.

Yas': No it's you, you're playing the kid.

Nassim: Ah, you are defending her.

Yas': Yeah. You are wrong here. She was going to jump on you right after. You know how she loves you what's happening to you wesh.

Nassim: Y'know what are you going to do, not you too. Go stay between you.

He gets up and waists himself.

Yas': Bah go to your corner ah go.

Nassim: Shut up ah

Me: It's okay how you talk to your wife.

Nassim: What am I getting involved in?

Me: I get mixed up, so what?

Nassim: Be too girly, w'Allah.

Me? Not at all. You took a hit cousin.

Nassim: -irritated- Tg tg Aliyah

Me: Speak better right? My faith...

Nassim: I speak as I want, is that good?

Me: You know what? I break ciao my beautiful and sorry.

Yas': It's okay ciao nah it's chi.

I kiss Yas' and Ziad and stand in front of Nassim.

Me: When you grow up, you'll let me know. Don't face Yas' she didn't do anything. Tsssss my faith. On this Salam 'Aleykûm.

I break pissed off. I get in my car and drive home.

I arrive home around 9 p.m. I make a quick Salam, give my mom a kiss on the forehead and go to my shower. I pray and go eat. It broke my mood. As soon as I finish I go straight to my room. They text me but I don't calculate. They call me, I do the same. This is the first time we've argued like this. My goodness...

We go into my room and it's Ishmael. I'm not in the mood to bother people tonight.

Me: Leave me please.

Isma: What's wrong my wife?

Me: Nothing to bother.

Isma: Then don't take me for an idiot.

Me: Mdddr!

Isma: That's a smile since you came!

Me: Mdddr

Sits next to me.

Isma: Who is it?

Me: Nothing nothing.

Isma: Well you will tell me before I get angry

Me: It's booooo!

Isma: Now what is it?

Me: Taleur when I got out of work well I went to Yas' and I jumped on her and Ziad and Nassim threw me a fit because I wasn't going to jump on him when I was just going to jump on him after... A kid, I swear, even at nursery they don't give me tantrums oh. Anyway after he spoke to me too badly and broke my mood.

Isma: That's okay, he's coming back, he loves you too much not to talk to you for long!

Me: Yeah we'll see. In short, I want to sleep.

Isma: I sleep with you tonight. Need my wife!

Me: It's ok with you, I'm the baby of Lyes, the hlel of Djib' and you your wife!! Mdddddr you sick! Eeeet no there's Kheridine who sleeps with me

Isma: Bah c'est la vie my wife. And he will sleep with Mama

Me: Msddr no.

Isma: It wasn't a question so I decided to sleep with you so I sleep with you.

Me: Mddddddddr....

He cuts me

Isma: Say "no" again, I'll eat the ground.

Me: In k I was going to say "I'm fine" -not true-

Isma: Besides, do you take me for a daba?

Me: Nooo at all

Isma: In addition you continue?

Me: Mddddddr

Isma: Go tg

Me: -gives him a little slap- speak better oh!

Isma: Mddddr I love you my wife!

Me: And me, my man!

He takes me in his arms and I fall asleep in wonderland.

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Days pass and nothing changes. Except with Anzum... I really like him but I don't forget Lamine. I don't know, it's too difficult. I think I like them both... No I can't...

Anyway, today is the first time I'm going to see this Anzum, he insisted on seeing me. I got permission from Djibril mdddr. I have to get home before 5 p.m. and he made me promise to tell him everything.

Hessoul I have a ball in my stomach. I'm stressing. But what the hell do I have? mama miya

Briefly arrived at the park. I park and see it in the distance. Very nice guy Masha Allah. I join him embarrassed...

Anz': You blacks are always late.

Me: First Salam 'Aleykûm! And I point out that you're black too.

Anz': Waleykum Salam. But you're an Arab so it's even worse.

Me: Haha! In short, how are you?

Anz': Al Hamdûlilleh and you?

Me: Al Hamdûlilleh! Where are you going to take me?

Anz': At the restaurant

Me: Naam.

I follow him and he walks back to his car.

Me: Euuu... and mine?

Anz': We'll come and take it later.

Me: Ok.

During the trip, we had a good chat, a good laugh. He took me back to a quiet restaurant. We sit down and order. He tells me a bit about his life. His parents are separated and all, that it was hard for him in addition his mother remarried... He left in the balls but afterwards he realized his nonsense so he all stopped and went to Mecca to be forgiven for all his sins.

Me, I do the same by avoiding some subject on me.

In short, in the end he made me a truck which shocked me. I was really thinking but not at all of that...

What will he do ?

To be continued...

. Mddddddr jriri!

I'm in front of him, there's a blank. He stares me straight in the eye and I don't like it.

Me: Stop, I don't like it.

Anz': It's okay but in short... Aliyah since I saw you crying in the hospital, not what did you do to me, you may have been doing witchcraft but I was thinking of you waiting for a message or a call from you. And when you finally texted it to me how fucking happy I was. Anyway, we got to know each other by text, but hey, that's what I liked about you. You respect yourself MashAllah. It's the first time I've seen your face say. You are more beautiful than thought MashAllah...

I stress chauuuuud amaaa, I'm afraid of what he's going to tell me. My heart is pounding there. The big ball in the belly. You see when we have our raniania girls and we bend because it kills? Well the same!!

Me: -stress- In short Anzum you can pass at the end please, because with your speech we will never get out of it.

Anz': Mddddr yeah I prefer. So I went straight. I want srx with you. I want to do things right. Do you want to be my wife??

I'm just shocking. I think I will fall. I dream where he just asked me in marriage? But.... Fiuuuuu I don't have the words. I don't know what to say. I try to speak but it doesn't come out...

What will she answer?

To be continued...