Chapter 29

Khady's point of view :

As soon as I got out of the taxi, I headed for the front door that led to the house. I was walking barefoot so much that I was fed up with heels. Also, I was so tired that I couldn't wait to get back to bed. Once inside the house, I head for the hallway that leads me to the hall. Once I cross the latter,

I saw Astou and Ismaila in the middle of conversations laughing like crazy. They were really happy those two. Their laughter was really starting to annoy me. I sincerely hope that their happiness will be short-lived. I kept glaring at them as I walked through the Hall so much that they disgusted me to a point. I didn't even want to say hello, so

I quickly make my way to the stairs as I couldn't take them any longer and wasn't in the mood to joke with them.

Furthermore, I'm not ready to forget this day full of twists and turns, it hurts so much that I even want to cry all evening. After what had just happened, I didn't want to talk to anyone so much that I was not well. Mohamed had really crossed the line, how dare he treat us like this in front of all the hospital staff? He could at least respect my mother. That's the lesser of it. He thinks he can do anything in this way. And all because of this Fatima once again. Decidedly we are condemned to live under the influence of this girl. If she thinks I'm going to give in so easily then she's seriously mistaken, she's going to see how hell I am going to make her life. The game has only just begun. Indeed, his life is now in our hands thanks to this envelope that the doctor was able to kindly offer us. I think Mohamed should soon mourn his beloved because she only has a few days left to live. His life is in our hands. I can't wait to attend his funeral.

Besides, I think I should have even thought about taking a scotch with me, because I was almost sure that my mother might open her mouth all evening to talk about anything and everything. what, while I needed a rest.

I was very upset with her because it was all her own fault. Indeed, sometimes I have the impression that she is not a good mother for me, because she is always there to push me to do and say nonsense. In short, everything a bad mother could force her daughter to do.

I climbed the stairs one by one to avoid falling so much that I was drunk with fatigue with traffic jams, I always wonder how I managed to get in so that no one was able to circulate on the road. Once in front of the hallway, I walked to our room. The house was so quiet, you could hear almost no noise except the laughter of these two idiots who pissed me off. When I got to the door, I automatically entered the room, throwing:

- If you speak I'm going out, I'm Dying, I say warning my mother

I hadn't even turned on the bedroom light so much that I was in a hurry to put it on guard. Once the light was on, I realized she wasn't even there, so I decided to go to the bathroom to check if maybe she was there. But no, she wasn't there. My mother was gone. At that moment, I was really starting to worry about the time of day, where could she be?

Very quickly I decided to call him on his phone. But I came across his voicemail. Olala! It's not possible, tell me I'm dreaming. Normally she was supposed to arrive on time.

Why is she still not here?

I was sitting on the bed not knowing what to do, I didn't know where to start so much that I was panicking to death. I was overcome with sweat.

And if a few things happened then I would be held responsible forever. No! No! Calm down Khady, calm down.

Five minutes later :

After trying unsuccessfully to reach her, I decide to go and ask for some information. I was running down the stairs so much that I was no longer me. I then go to Ismaila and Astou since they were the only ones present in the hall, even if he annoyed me with their happy laughter and their behavior I had no other choice. They were my one and only hope to be able to help me.

Me: You won't have seen my mother by chance

Ismaila: good evening

Me: listen I wanted to know if ...

Ismaila: you could at least say hello to people first, no! Am I wrong ?, he said cutting me off

Me: listen, I'm really not in the mood for your jokes.

Ismaila: joke! But what a joke? Let me laugh, you arrive without even greeting us and looking askance at us as if we are the cause of your grief, you could at least respect people. That's the lesser of it

Me: ok, is it good? It's okay I understood I'm sorry, good evening! I say screaming

Ismaila: calm down! Otherwise we'll calm you down right away, okay.

Me: okay,

Ismaila: come on, let's listen to you!

Me: I was wondering if you hadn't heard from Aunt Aïcha

Ismaila: we ask you the question again

Me: what do you mean by that?

Ismaila: weren't you together? Because I saw you coming out earlier

Me: yes but ... I ... wanted ...

Ismaila: am I wrong?

Me : no! It's just that we lost sight of each other

Ismaila: oh well! What do you mean by that? Where have you been?

Me: we were in the hospital

Ismaila: in the hospital? To do what?

Me: in fact we wanted to hear from Fatima

Ismaila: oh well! How long have you been interested in her?

What me? What do you mean?

Ismaila: I find it weird to want to visit her, since you don't like her

Me: listen let's forget all this, I really need your help to find my mother

Ismaila: she's not even a kid, she'll end up coming back

Me : no! I don't think it really worries me, you saw what time it is!

Ismaila: So what? It's even your fault, since you left him all alone

Me: my fault!

Ismaila: of course yes, because if you hadn't left her alone then all this would never have happened, and then why did you leave without her?

Me: she was the one who went away, since we were arguing

Ismaila: Ah I see! Since you are the cause of his departure, then it's yours to go find her

What me? You dare to let your cousin go all alone at this hour! Don't you pity me?

Ismaila: no!

Me: Astou please I beg you tell your brother to accompany me

Astou: Ismaila I think you have to help her since it's late, and then you can't even leave her alone

Ismaila: Ok it's good! I would and this because you asked me to

Astou: thank you very much, that's nice

Ismaila: Come on, Astou, will you stay here to let us know if you have any news, are you okay?

Astou: yes, don't worry and then I won't be alone

Me: see you later !

It was about time, we could finally go. Ismaila had taken her car to try to find her, which she might be around. Nonetheless, I still kept calling her on her phone to try to reach her. We went around the city, inspected neighborhood by neighborhood, still nothing, it was nowhere to be found. We then decide to go to the last place we were together. Despite our multiple searches, it was still untraceable. We even ended up asking a few passers-by for this news. But nothing!

Two hours of time had passed without any news from my mother. I was really starting to worry. I only had one solution in mind.

Me: I think I'll call Mohamed

Ismaila: what? Don't even dare to do it

Me: but why, he might be able to help us

Ismaila: if you ever call her then you get out of the car, you choose.

What me? It's a joke I hope

Ismaila: then try to see if it is or not

Me: It's not true! Oh my God

Ismaila: can't you see he's having enough problems like that with everything that's been happening to him lately?

Me: so what? He might be able to help us

Ismaila: he won't be able to do anything, since he doesn't want to see you,

Helene point of view:

I can't seem to express my feelings so much that I was so happy to see her again after all these days away from her. I didn't even want to go home anymore. I had spent a great day in his company, it was a lot of fun. I was even ready to spend the night with her. All I wanted was to stay by her side as long as possible. My hand was glued to mine, I wasn't even sleepy so much that I wanted to watch over her. I even made her a promise to stay with her until she woke up.

She really needed to recover since she is very tired, she even had to take medicine to be able to sleep, so much so that she couldn't sleep. It was really late, despite that we could still hear the sirens of the ambulances. They kept going back and forth. It's totally normal since it's a hospital but I just hope she doesn't wake up in the middle of the night because of these unbearable noises.

Besides, I keep asking myself the question: Are you all right?

Indeed, I have the impression that some deep things are hidden behind this burn. I wonder why the doctors held him up for so long for a burn case. They could well free her while sending her a nurse to take this news and

maintain it as it should.

Isn't there another story behind this one?

Hope it's not as bad as I think it is. Oh dear! I wonder why I am so pessimistic at this point. In short! Let’s forget all that and be positive.

I want her to be better as soon as possible so that she can walk properly as she should.

May God help him.

She is a brave and grateful girl, she has not stopped telling me about her grandmother since she came to this house. She must be very proud of herself to give him such praise. In addition, she always takes these news and she does not hesitate to send him money every time she receives her salary. I have never met her but apparently she is really lucky to have a baby girl like Fatima.

Since earlier my gaze was on the beautiful bouquets of flowers, they were really sublime, the more I managed to smell their good smell. Not to mention all the gifts that were all around. I don't know why but I was convinced that they came from Mohamed. And then, I wonder why he still wasn't there.

He who cares so much for Fatima, he should at least come to visit her, to see the evolution of her state of health. Hope all is well, it's been so long since we last saw each other, I really miss him, I miss my chick. Besides, I hope he has the right version of things after the argument I had with Aunt Aïcha. God knows what he may have told her, she is ready to do anything to separate me from my son. And that I do not

would never accept it.