The next morning, Moha and Fa'Bintou both woke up with a hangover and the former realized that his fingers were intertwined with those of Ndeye, who had spent the night in his bed. He couldn't help but start caressing her face, tracing its contours until he reached her lips. His mother then came into the room and pulled him by the ears, causing him to release Ndeye who woke up. His mother left him at once to rush to Ndeye's bedside.
_ My little darling! How are you feeling? She asked her.
_ Fine, Mum, said Ndeye.
_ Are you sure? That party boy and thug who is my son didn't force you to drink with him and his sister?
_ No. Don't worry, mum.
_ You lucky little brat. Can I ask what possessed you to take that baby to a place as dangerous as a nightclub along with your sister?
_ They're the ones who wanted to go. I swear to God.
_ He's right, Mom.
_ You see, I wasn't born yesterday. I know when I'm being lied to, and you're lying, but I'll let it go this time.