Chapter 11

Alima's point of view:

I was upset even though it was my birthday I didn't understand why Khady did this to you, she who hated Fatima so much. I could not digest the idea that she had come to his defense.

I go to his room to have an explanation on this subject. I walk along the entire corridor to find her, arriving in front of her room the door was between open. I open the door and I find her in front of the mirror mirroring herself, seeing me through the mirror, she turned around and approached me.

-Hello Alima but why are you so upset, oh no you must not be angry on your birthday

-Stop your cinema I thought you were in cahoots with me

-But what are you talking about?

-Do not act innocent, Explain your behavior towards me, why did you take his defense? Why did you make me take his stupid gift?

-Alima, Alima that you can be stupid, why you can not understand

-Explain yourself

-I'm saved, you must thank me because imagined if you had to refuse this gift, your brother was even able to cancel this party, you had not seen the anger which he had on his face. And now if you hadn t accepted this gift then he would surely have ridiculed you in front of everyone and you know mine as well as me how much he cares about this hanging out.

-What am I stupid you are perfectly right, what am I blind

-We must do everything to gain his trust and to be able to destroy it, can you promise me?

-Yes I promise you

-OK go let's go the party will start soon

Astou point of view:

I appealed to Fatima so that she could help me with makeup and hairdressing. Because she was better than me in this area. I waited impatiently because the party was about to begin; the guests arrived little by little. I was too excited. A few minutes later I heard someone knocking on the door, surely Fatima. I got up to walk towards the door.

-Hello Astou you called me

-Ouh! You're beautiful

-Thank you very much like you

-Yes in fact I wanted you to help me with my beauty treatment stop

-But of course Yes you are the Queen of the day.

-Go and sit down quickly

She pulls the chair for me so I can sit down.

It starts with the hair; makeup and help me put on my dress.

-Can I finally see myself

-Be patient when I count to three you will open your eyes

-Yes yes go quickly

-And don't try to cheat

-1; 2 and 3 you can open your eyes

It took me 2 minutes to look at myself in the mirror.

I wonder if s really was me.

-So do you like?

-Of course, thank you; thank you Fatima you saved me

-Stop you are going to make me cry, let's go we have to wait for us.

We rush out of the room the music was in full swing. I was too excited.

Everyone was in the garden as soon as we went down I spotted a few of my friends; when in Fatima she left to join Helene for the service. I saw Alima run towards us; she took Fatima in her arms.

I wondered what was going on.

Why was Alima so nice all of a sudden ?

Fatima's point of view:

I kept asking myself questions; Why did Alima have to change suddenly?

Why had she hugged me?

I felt she was up to a bad job. And that I had to be careful.

In short I go to Helene to help her with the service all the employees were in the garden and take care of the service.

This holiday was embarrassing earlier; there were only daddy's daughters and sons. Some people bathe in the pool, chat, dance; charm or even smoke.

I saw Mohamed and his friends sitting at the corner in the middle of his groups of teenagers. I was going to come along with my tray. I saw Khady circling around Mohamed.

I find her outfit a bit provoking. The party was in full swing; there were lots of people after the drinks service there was a buffer everyone could come and help themselves despite that we were there for the assisted. Everyone came to help themselves and to leave. There were lots of good things.

As soon as I saw Mohamed accompanied by his two friends; my heart was beating faster and faster; I can't stop sweating fortunately the others were there so I went to the bathroom because I didn't want him to see my condition I was too ashamed.

As I made my way to the outside restroom I saw a couple kissing behind the bushes; I believed that it only exists in girls; you must surely know the rest of this little game behind the bushes.

After refreshing I go to the buffet; phew !! He was already gone.

I saw Helene and the other girls looking at me strangely.

-Are everything ok Fatima? Said Helene

-Yes yes it's going well

-I think you have to go to rest

-No, not even ; don't worry i'm fine

On my return the buffet was almost empty.

Some come for a second and even a third time. I saw Astou; she was really radiant; any mini.

As for Alima; she was in the middle of her bunch of girlfriends and friends.

I really felt sorry for Khady; because at the very beginning of the party she only went back and forth around Mr. Amar by deliberately dropping something so that he can stand up and show his legs; despite all this, the latter did not even look at him.

She waved her hands to me once or she showed me her 32 teeth. I was really starting to fear his reaction to her and Alima. I know in any case that I should be wary.

A few minutes later Helene called us to bring the birthday cake. We headed by Indian wire to go to the kitchen; arrive at the place; the cake was so big and beautiful; with four floors. We thought we were on a wedding anniversary.

There were three of us holding the cake; it was as if I had my life in my arms. I was afraid that there might be a little accident. We move towards the large table which is in the middle of the garden to deposit the cake. When it arrives, everyone comes closer; in particular the Queen of the evening. It starts to get late I had only one desire; that we blow the cake to end it.

We started to say

happy Birthday .

Before blowing the cake everyone made a wish. After two minutes; the cake was already blowing. And the service had taken its course.

Everyone was well served. At the departure of the guests; Helene had prepared a buffet for us in the kitchen just for us; in the end we had it well deserved. We are heading around a round table with lots of good things. Ah! I was really very hungry.

We discuss a lot of things we talked about everything and nothing we felt really good; as for Sarah; she still looked weird; she looked at me strangely; and behave strangely.

In short, Helene was already getting ready to go to bed because she was really tired. When I heard Mr. Amar's voice I decided to go away, pretending to have nonsense. I really had to go phew.

Why can't I confront him?

Helene's point of view:

I woke up very energetically; I hadn't slept well for so long. I go to the bathroom to wash myself and do my morning ritual. I put on my outfit consisting of a skirt and a black jacket; I was an authoritarian woman; in short I decide to go down; I walk along the entire corridor;, cross the stairs to get to my favorite place "the kitchen".

Oh the girls were already there as usual; they were so active one that the other in particular Fatima. I don't do what I would do without them. As soon as my heels brush against the threshold of the door; they were all going back; I send a Hello; everyone answer me with a smile from ear to ear.

I start to prepare the juice, preferring binoculars, in particular that of Alima. I ask Fatima to bring the glass of juice intended for Alima. She was not well when I had asked her.

- I know you don't get along well; but I saw that these days it is getting better; go go

- Okay

Fatima viewpoint :

Why does it always fall on me; I didn't want to see this bitch's face. This service was beneficial for me on the one hand because I had succeeded in losing Mr. Amar who had just entered the kitchen.

I go to his room I walk along the entire corridor. I didn't even want to meet her so as not to create a story; my heart was beating a hundred miles an hour.

Arrived at the door: I knock before entering; I was there waiting for Mademoiselle to tell me come; I was there for three minutes. Good without was too much so I decide to enter. What happened? The bed was so neat as usual: I cross the whole room; and no sign; I then decide to go see the bathroom but it was not there. It was still weird not to see her in her room at this hour.

Leaving the room I meet Astou in the hallway.

-Hey how are you

-Good ; said you wouldn't have seen your sister

-My sister! She is not in her room

-No

-So I haven't seen it; perhaps ; she's downstairs with the others

-May be

We went down together; everyone was downstairs; except Alima; my anxiety grew more and more despite what she is doing to me.

Seeing me Helene approached with a strange air.

-She didn't want you to come home; she doesn't want it

-No no that's not it

-So who is what there is

-She is not in her room

Suddenly a veiled voice reached my ear

-What?

-Calm yourself my son said Helene

Mohamed was so furious; I didn't even dare to face his gaze.

-Calm myself when she is not in her room

Security call me security

All the people in charge of security came running

One of them said:

-What's going on sir

-Where is Miss Alima

-But we don't know sir

-You didn't see him go out

-No sir

-Disclose the incapacitated band

Helene came back to me worried

-You are sure that she is not in her room, she can wash herself

-No his bed is not undone

-Which proves that she did not spend the night here said Mohamed in such a veiled tone

I was shaking ; I was scared ; everyone worried about her. Astou and Ismaila had even decided to call some of his friends to find out if he had any news from them. But then no one had seen him.

It was total panic at home; Mohamed Amar had to cancel all his appointments; he was going back and forth. We even called the police to confirm his disappearance.

I wonder where she could be and with whom?

Everyone had gathered in the hall. I will not stop praying.

The minutes pass; hours ; anguish took more and more place.

As for Helene; she was really, really bad.

Our research had served no purpose; no one could reach her.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door; how everyone was concerned; I decide to go see who it was.

I was really in low spirits; I walked all the way down the hall.

Arrive at the door; I opened while wishing it was Alima.

When I saw someone with a bag and a cap; my appetite was cut off. S was simply the postman.

The hours go by; we no longer knew what to do.

Mr. Amar continued to moan

-It's not because she's a year older that she has to do what she wants; she will hear me that girl.

Despite having reported his disappearance; the police think it's a runaway. It will soon be more than 24 hours since she still hasn't come home.

I hope who she is doing well and who she is in good hands !!

Astou point of view:

Oh my God ! It will soon be 48 hours since my sister disappeared; no one has been able to sleep all night. We were all mobilizing in the large living room; one next to the other to forget our anguish.

Alas! I couldn't hold back my tears; I kept wondering if she still wanted; everyone praying for his return.

Despite everything she was doing to us, I couldn't wait for her to come back. Because it was as if I was no longer the same; I was really starting to miss her; "My Breath" is the only word that can express how much she means to me.