Dinam pov
I can't believe it! The young woman from the last time is standing there in the courtyard. Looking at her, I could deduce that she was there a long time ago and therefore, she must have taken part in the scene with the lessor.
"What are you doing in my home?" I questioned going against her?
However, the young woman did not pay attention at me. On the contrary, she ignored me and walked towards the landlord who had stopped his task when he saw her.
"Young girl, I will not allow you to insult my house!" He thundered angrily.
"But I didn't insult it, sir. I just described what my eyes were seeing. Anyway, how much does this man owe you?" The young lady interrogated him again.
The lessor seems to hesitate a moment, but ends up saying to give the amount of my arrears to the young woman. The latter takes a checkbook from her bag and scribbles something with her pen. She hands him the check and tells him with a threatening look
"Never again dare you treat vulnerable people like you did tonight. I assure you, I will put all my connections at stake so that you can never be a donor in this country. I'm sure that right now you don't even have all your papers in order. So watch your actions."
The landlord became quite ashamed and made himself small, he looked like a little dog bending its tail between its legs. He went away without making noise. The young woman helped my mother to bring in our things which were scattered in the yard. I was watching her do that with amazed gaze. What is she expecting from me at the end? I know this is her strategy to gain space in my heart and that of my mother to fulfill her oblective.
When the lady and my mother finished bringing the stuffs in, I came in and found them inside
"Thank you young girl! I believe it is heaven that sent you to save us tonight. I lack words to thank you. I'm so greatful for what you've done." My mother said to the lady, her cheeks flooded with tears.
"It's nothing mom! You shouldn't be subjected to this kind of abuse at your age. If you and your son agree, I have an unoccupied apartment. You could move there whenever you like." She replied setting affectionate eyes on my mother.
"It's of no need!"
I cut the discussion short before my mom could reply anything to her proposal.
"You've already done more than expected. You can keep the rest for yourself and your family! As for the money you spent, I fully intend to return it to you as soon as my situation improves." I said in a severe tone.
My mother walked up to me and scolded me while pinching me hard
"What are these bad habits young man? I didn't raise you like that as long as I remember."
"Arg mom!" I cried out in pain.
"There is no mother who cares! Thank this nice lady right away!" She ordered me without giving me a choice.
"Thank you Madam ..." I whispered at the bottom of the lips.
"We haven't heard anything." Said my mother.
"Thank you Madam!" I repeated, raising my voice. The young woman smiled and answered
"Thanks! I'll leave you now.Think about my proposal sir. I am not in any evil sect and I have no intention of selling you, let alone harming you. My proposal still stands." She told me, looking me straight in the eyes. Then, turning to my mother, she said.
"Mom, I know your son must be wary of me because of my far-fetched request, but I can reassure you that I have no intention of harming you at all." She turned and walked towards the exit door.
"Wait my daughter!" My mother screamed holding her back.
She turned to her then my mother asked her.
"What's your name ?"
"Maiëil, my name is Maiëil."
"Very well Maiëil! Can you come back tomorrow to tell me a little more about this proposal you made to my son?"
"Mom!" I shouted to signify my disagreement pertaining what she has just asked to the young woman.
"Of course mom! I will be delighted to tell you more about my proposal!" The young lady hastened to answer without taking my opinion into account. She went out and came back five minutes later with her arms full of loads.
"Oh my daughter, what is it?" My mother asked, walking towards the young woman to unload her.
"It's okay, I went to the supermarket before coming here and I took you some food."
She had two big bags all full of several foods that I don't remember eating the last time. She put them down and then took leave of us.
"What a nice pretty girl!" Exclaimed my mother after Maiëil left.
"What a nice pretty girl, eh? Do you know what is hiding so much kindness? What if it was to sell us into one of those sects where these rich people subscribe? I will throw all of these foods away. She won't get us that easily." I retorted.
"Neu neu neu! Shut it up stupid boy! Scolded my mother.
"How many days has it been since you've actually eaten? What if she sells us? It would be the same, because anyway, we will end up dying of hunger or malnutrition before the sect takes us." My mother kept scolding me.
"Who said we were going to starve? I'm looking for a job and our situation will improve shortly." I replied.
"Yes for sure, but in the meantime, we were going to sleep outside in the cold tonight and on an empty stomach if this charming young lady had not helped us by repaying our debts to the lessor. I'm warning you, you'd better think carefully about her proposal and not make a stupid decision. Besides, I advise you to prepare to accept it, because I do not see how this nice young woman can be dangerous."
My mother concluded by taking the direction of the room, without giving me time to say something.
Maiel After Yvana left, I was handcuffed again and left on the bed. Hunger and thirst tugged at my stomach, but no one seemed to care. I asked for something to eat and drink, but my request was ignored. During the night, I couldn't sleep, but I pretended to be asleep, watching for the big arm guarding me. He was dozing even before nightfall. So I should exploit this flaw. They were two to guard me. The one inside with me sat outside the door, while the second guarded the cabin for me from the outside. In the pocket of the jean pants that I had put on this morning, there was a fingernail size. And with some pretty deft moves, I was able to get the nail trimmer out and for over an hour I was just trimming the rope around my wrists. Thank goodness she ended up being cut off and my hands were freed. Now I had to find a way out. The door being guarded by the gorillas of yvana, it was not closed. So I waited for him to go deep into sleep. Around midnight and 1 a.m., I get up, avoiding maki
Yvana Everything goes perfectly until the pastor asks the fateful question of who wants to oppose this marriage. I wonder why we always have to ask this shitty question. I have always found it normal and without influence on the course of a marriage when I took part in the marriages of others. However, she is causing some nervousness on the part of those involved in this marriage, which is indeed how I feel right now after he asked this question. But my nervous air will not be limited after the question. Indeed, I was far from imagining the person who answers after this question. I see badly or else I have a nightmare. She? Everyone except her. - I have something to say! She reiterates as she walks towards us. Dinam and I turn to her. I wonder what she means. Surely a surprise she has in store for us. Yes, Cassandra is my best friend, she's like a sister to me. I guess she saved me a moment to say a nice word. But I never imagined that this moment would come so quickly. She should
Yvana I leave the small room where Maïeil is kept then I take the road to my apartment. I didn't come with my driver, but rather with one of my guys that I use to do some dirty work. I have to go and continue doing my body care to be radiant on my wedding day. I won't let Maïeil or anyone else ruin my marriage. I am determined to go all the way. It's not when I'm ready for the goal that this skin of glue will come and fuck up my projects. As soon as I manage to have the wave put on my finger, I intend to wait a few days to announce to Dinam that I had a faintness which caused a miscarriage. Fortunately, Doctor Maurice is present, he will take care of everything. The next day at the end of the afternoon, I go to Dinam's place of service to inquire about the progress of the preparations for our wedding on his side. I find him in front of the building housing their business, looking anxious. I therefore approach him to find out more about what puts him in this state. - Good evening da
Maieil I can't wait to get to work and show this recording to Dinam. He really has to follow it. I imagine the shock he will have when he learns that the woman he is about to marry in less than two days is a big liar and manipulator. The doctor confessed everything. The moron, he fell hand and foot tied into my trap. You have to admit that I caught him in his own trap by being smarter than him. When this story gets out later, I imagine how he will feel. And his career in all this? It will greatly ozyer the price. All that just for a part of the legs in the air that he can nevertheless have with his companion. At this time of day, the traffic is quite dense. Therefore, despite my impatience to find myself in front of Dinam, this does not clear the road. So I have to wait patiently in my car for the vehicles to move at a snail's pace. After more than an hour, which seemed like an eternity to me, struggling in traffic jams, I finally manage to enter the street that leads to my place of
Yvana My wedding is in two days. I am filled with immense joy at finally being able to become Dinam's wife. When I think that in a very short time I will be a member of one of the most influential families in my country and in the entire continent, I manage to feel shivers. I imagine myself being feared and respected in my path. People will surely bend over my path. And what about the excessive luxury in which I will be for the rest of my life? I can't wait to date so I can finally live under the same roof as my man. Even though I'm more interested in material goods than in Dinam, I still have to admit that I love it. Yes, I fell in love with it and I believe that this marriage gives me everything I want, the money I have always aspired to throughout my life, prestige and fame, but above all the man of who I fell madly in love with. I know Dinam doesn't love me, at least not like a man loves his wife. He was always clear with me and did not hide from me by his actions towards me, tha
Maieil Dinam made it easy for me by giving me his doctor's phone number. I already know his name and the hospital where he works. It's a big step. For a start, I will first make an appointment with him. He is very busy, because he is a great doctor in great demand. I wonder why he is trying to smear his reputation. He has already made a name for himself, but a story like the one with Yvana runs the risk of creating a scandal that could jeopardize his career, which he took a long time to build. While for a doctor of his frame, he should know the dangers he runs by acting in this way. Never mind, I'm not going to bother thinking about these questions that will never find an answer. Man was and still is diverse and undulating. We do not understand his actions, nor what he really wants in life. And to think that he surely had to work hard to build such a grandiose career. But with his own hand, he is destroying it. My appointment was made for a week and a half. Fortunately, moreover, be