Chapter 44

Fatima's point of view :

I hadn't slept all night, all my thoughts were on Mr. Amar and what had happened yesterday afternoon. I can't seem to erase this moment that we both spent together. I even thought I was in a dream, I didn't want it to stop, as we often say: “All good things come to an end.” This is also what happened exactly when Dioulde interrupted us, I was quite embarrassed in front of her. Now I can imagine that she must make films for herself and surely has the answer to her question. When she realized it, she automatically left the room. On the other hand, I ask myself the question to know why so much seeks to know the relationship that exists between Mr. Amar and me. I had noticed that from the start, she keeps throwing spikes at me aimed at our relationship, I wonder what she is looking for. Maybe she does all this out of curiosity! Because knowing her, she has always been curious, since a young age and seeks by all means to obtain answers to these questions. This is even the reason why I had managed to find an alibi in order to escape her interrogation, so much that this girl was a private detective, nothing could escape her.

In short ! I am a very big dreamer, because all night long, I could not stop thinking of this man, although I admire him a lot, he intimidates me enormously through his voice, his eyes and his gestures. What I like about him so far is that he takes good care of me while showing me great respect. And just for that, I'm really happy. Lying on my bed, I could only sit up to watch TV, I think if it hadn't been for TV then I would have been bored to death.

It was eleven o'clock in the morning, despite what had happened yesterday with Diouldé, I was still waiting impatiently, usually she came to see me very early but then she still did not arrive, I really hope that its absence is not due to this small incidence. Indeed, I really wanted to see her in order to discuss with her, Diouldé really managed to make me laugh and distract me. In addition, I had noticed that I had a lot of visits from the medical corps this last week, they had even come here in the morning to see how I was, I admit that it stresses me a little because this This time they were more and more numerous but also I had to do a lot of analyzes and endless blood tests. It was as if I was the only patient in this clinic and I didn't even know what was going on. Since I've been in this place, I can't seem to know my 'illness' every time I ask the question, either we pretend we haven't heard anything or we literally change the subject. As a result, it became heavy for me, because I feel like I am being lied to. These people think I am ignorant, I have the feeling of being their puppet, because all they can do is give me medicine.

All I know about me is that my waist (basin) hurts. It's like being stabbed so badly it's painful. When I think it comes from a simple burn from Aunt Aicha's whims to a big hospitalization. Despite what happens to me, I always keep hope by telling myself that it will perhaps end up one day, I often tell myself that I have known worse in my life so this should not be a problem on the contrary, it should forge me more to be strong for myself and for my dear grandmother who I miss so much.

I can't wait to talk to her again on the phone and hear from her, it's such a shame that she isn't here with me in these times, I would need her and her advice so much. I think it would be time for me to go see her again, because a simple phone call is not enough for me, I want to take her in my arms and kiss her. I would do everything to organize this visit as soon as I leave this place.

Hours and hours passed and I had no news from Diouldé, I was starting to worry about her. Indeed, a woman had come to bring me my breakfast which she was supposed to do because she was there every day by my side. In my head, I may have said to myself that she must be busy performing a certain task given her mission in this hospital. Or maybe she would be embarrassed to see me again after what had happened. Whatever the reason for his absence, I still hope that we will see each other again soon.

I think I'd better forget about it a little bit, because I get more and more nervous and anxious, which is not at all easy for me. Also, I admit that I haven't had much of an appetite lately, so I barely touched my breakfast. This one was even much smaller than the previous plateau. I confirm that it was just a detail and nothing more.

I had my eyes riveted on the window so much that I wanted to go there, but I didn't dare with the fear of hurting myself, I would have done it if I was accompanied by someone, but there it is no is not possible. We could still see the beauty of this beautiful landscape, the sky was all blue, it was just sublime.

Three hours later

My gaze was in the direction of the television, when I felt someone touch the wrist of the door, I twisted my pupils a little as I made a group of doctors come into my room once again. I am still surprised to see so many people, since it was the very first time, I did not understand. I still had a smile on my lips accompanied by a little bit of hope, telling me that they might want to provide me with an exit permit. When one of them approaches me. He's a very tall man with a pretty scary face.

Doctor 1: hello Miss Fatima,

Me: hello sir,

Doctor 1: Did you sleep well during the night?

Me: it's okay, I say with an air of suspicion

Doctor 1: you must surely ask yourself the question: the reason for our coming

Me: indeed sir,

Doctor 1: well my team and I here would like you to take some exams

Me again ? I had already had to do them yesterday.

When all of a sudden the other member of the group approaches me improvising a message.

Doctor 2: We just wanted to check that everything is okay.

Me: okay,

Doctor 1: we will help you move around in your seat so that you can be transported.

Immediately, two nurses who are at the corner advance towards me, in order to help me move.

I still had a bad feeling, I had chills everywhere so much that I felt their gaze crossing my body. I found it weird that you need all this protocol just to perform some care. But I dared not say anything, I was only carrying out orders. Once installed, one of the nurses pulls my chair towards the exit, then the whole group followed. We were in Indian wire all over the hall, it was the very first time that I had been escorted in this way.

The more we advance in the hallway and the more I have the impression of seeing Mr. Amar in front of me, I am so happy that he came back, it was as if I felt less alone with what was happening to me now (escorted by people I didn't even know.) After we had to cross the second corridor I realize that there was no one there, which means that I had been hallucinating since everything there. 'hour. Basically, there was no Mr. Amar, I think of him so much that in the end I see him everywhere I go. My despair took over.

Also, we start to move further and further away, we ended up in another building that was totally different from where I was coming from. I am in another world, full of machines and new faces that are unfamiliar to me. Very quickly we stopped in a very large room, once inside, I was left on my armchair in a corner a little away from the room, I was shaking all over and I had complete difficulty breathing, I thought I was going to die, my tears rise to the surface. When I felt a hand touch my shoulder, I turned around when I made one of the group members. He slipped me a little phrase "Close your eyes and everything will be fine." "

I understand the meaning of this little sentence when I see bites on the sides. At the time, I do not ask any questions by applying this rule. As soon as I close my eyes, I feel some very thin things pierce my skin. It's just a simple shot! Which, however, was painful.

After a few minutes, I feel that my eyelids are heavier and heavier, I feel that I am weaker and weaker and that it will not take long for me to collapse.

Astou point of view :

You can't even imagine how so relieved I was to hear my brother's voice. It was as if a huge burden had been lifted from me. I'm so happy to a point that you can't even imagine. It's just indescribable the feeling I'm having right now. I'm so happy.

I really want to see Mohamed again so that I can give him a good hug, I miss him terribly. I am so sad to see that everything has changed, nothing is like before with this family, I literally lost them for good and this makes me sick.

After hanging up the phone, I try to wipe the few tears that I have left, I could not prevent my tears from falling as I was unhappy. Besides, hearing his voice had done me so much good that I could only have a small smile on the corner.

Fatima, I miss too.

Frankly, without these two, the house is empty. But I have the feeling that I am always sung the same song for her case (Fatima): "She is fine." I feel that there are a few things that are wrong with his condition. I admit that I have the impression of being so pessimistic that I think the worst about her. On the other hand, I think I've been lied to from the start, and yet, I would love to go visit him, but each time, I'm too busy with the lessons.

Besides, I believe that it is time for me to go visit him, because otherwise I risk living in a lie and a blind belief.

Anyway, I'd better move on, because nothing thinking about it hurts. Therefore, the problem is that in this family, it is impossible to forget, because we always have other cases before our eyes. That is to say the case of Ismaila who also has not spent the night here and has been for two days. I wonder where it is seen that I am worried not to hear from this news. This is not like him at all. I am stressed and empty inside. Indeed, I can no longer concentrate in class, so much that my family problems are racking my brains. Sometimes, I even want to go away from it all, to take flight.

Normally, when we are in such a situation, we would need someone to confide in us. This must have been the case for Alima and me. But from what I see, this one has nothing to do with me. She prefers to run behind Khady and her mother who make her do stupid things. It's a shame. My own twin ignores my existence.

This house and this family need prayers for the good of everyone, because nothing is right now. Everything changed.

I feel so bad that after meeting Hélène, I decide to go to my room. This is my gold mine. In order to distract myself a little, I pick up my novel when I start to read.

Reading is just a moment of pure happiness, it's the moment when I find myself with the characters. I feel like I live with them. For me, reading is a great therapy that helps me let go of all the bad things around me. I'm fully into my novel, when I saw a little quote that made me laugh. This one says:

《A woman who reads a lot is a dangerous woman.》

So I conclude that I am a dangerous woman. . * /

I have to admit that this is still a very beautiful, very inspiring quote. Leaving the quote behind, I quietly continue my reading. When I heard someone knocking on the door. I walk towards the entrance when I saw that it is Bintou, who shyly enters his head through the door.

Me: you can come in!

Bintou: hello miss Amar,

Me: hello Bintou, how are you?

Bintou: I'm fine thank you, I wanted to invite you to eat lunch is ready

Me: okay, I see, you can start without me, I will eat later

Bintou: ok miss

Me: can you tell Helene?

Bintou: I just saw her, but she was sleeping soundly

Me: oh yes! It's true, I had completely forgotten

Bintou: miss I can ask you a question

Me: go ahead I listen to you?

Bintou: will your brother come to lunch with us?

Me: which one?

Bintou: Ismaila.

Me: I have no idea, you don't have to wait for it.

Bintou: ok, she said with a sad look

Me: why this question?

Bintou: no it's nothing, just to find out.

Me: ok, I say closing the door

Why are you asking me this question?

What does this have to do with Ismaila?

I find this girl very caring, she cares about everyone, especially my brother. Bintou takes much more care of him in this house. She can spend a whole day doing these little things. I wonder what's going on between her and Ismaila?

In short, whatever may happen, I find them very beautiful together, moreover Bintou seems to be a well-educated girl who knows these rights and these values. Not to mention that Ismaila seems to appreciate it. I think I have to stop making films in my little head. Since she just asked after him and that doesn't mean anything.

Direction my bed, to continue devouring my beautiful novel.