PRINCE
"Prince! I heard behind me."
I will recognize that voice among thousands. It is Adjarath's. I detach myself with all my strength from the hands of Isabelle. Before I even got up, she was running out. I follow her running too.
I'm going to kill this Isasatan today or what she called herself
ADJARATH
No no no ! Not him ! My prince ? Kissing another girl?
I go out while running.
Prince: Adjara! It's not what you think he said running behind me.
Me (Inside): “Otherwise, what should I believe? Prince! You don't even have any respect for me! I had warned you of my arrival yet” she said in tears
My tears were already flowing.
Prince: Adjara! Wait for me ! I can explain everything! I swear that's not what you think!
I hail a zémidjan (name given to the motorcycle taxi in Benin)
Me: Kêkênon ( a zémidjan-man in fon)! Akpakpa Yénanwa (street name)
The zémidjan man: Two hundred francs.