Marry in spite of myself
Chapter 19
Khalil
Me (opening the door in bulk): but what is going on here?
Razak: what the hell is he doing here?
Me: I will ask you to change your tone when you speak to me
Aziz: calm down Khalil
Razak: tell him to get out of here and this conversation is not about him
Me (unable to control my anger): Is it wrong or what? you were talking about my wife and yes it concerns me
Razak giggling: today is your wife? a woman you haven't been able to find yourself, get outta here and let the grownups talk
Me (taking him by the glue): I ask again, what were you talking about?
Aziz putting himself between us: he's still your father-in-law, stop what you're doing immediately, we're not here for his
Me: did you pay to get me a wife? how could you do such a thing?
Aziz: I don't see it like that, I made an arrangement with your father-in-law to be able to have your wife's hand
Me: what happens now?
Aziz: not much is happening, is it Razak?
Razak turning to me, your dear father owes me 50 million for your wife
Me: he owes you absolutely nothing, my wife is not a commodity
Razak: either you complete the 50 million for me or I will come and collect it myself
Me (let's give her back): you know where to find her, I'll be waiting for you there
Razak eyes red with anger: insolent little
Me: here we go Aziz
I join my mother and my mother-in-law in the living room, they were having a big discussion and did not even notice my presence
Me: my aunt we will ask the road
Yasmine: no, you're not going to do that to me, they're already setting the table for the meal
I can't spend another second in the company of that nobody Razak so I'm going to have to leave this house or do something I might regret.
Me: thank you aunt, but my wife is ill, I am not at peace being here
Yasmine: ah lovers, I understand, but spending one more hour here by my side isn't going to make her any sicker than she already is, plus I'm sure she's suffering from a disease that will last the next 9 you are still not going to spend these next few months with her at home
Mom: you take the words out of my mouth
Me: I insist my aunt, I will not be able to be quiet by staying here, next time
Yasmine: ok, I'm not going to insist but allow me to give you a little soup for my daughter, she will feel better after taking it
I give him a yes with my head and I call Aziz aside
Me: is she aware of your arrangement?
Aziz: yes yes, she knew it but she didn't know that you would have been her husband
Me: why did you choose her?
Aziz: it's because she gave the air of being a good girl and very respectful towards her elders, she gathered all the criteria to be a good woman
Me: Why didn't you tell me? why did you hide all this from me?
Aziz: are you sure that at the time you were cooperative enough for us to have an adult discussion you and me?
I still admit that he is right, I do not add anything more I say goodbye to them and I ask the way
When I get home I thought I would find Nabila in bed but she was sitting in the living room in front of the TV
Boo: honey, are you home already? I thought it would have taken longer
Me: yes I had to ask for directions
Boo: but why? what happened?
Me: I had an altercation with your uncle so I preferred to leave at the risk of doing something I will regret
Boo surprised: but tell me, what happened?
Me (slumping down on the chair): Are we alone here?
Boo: yes yes I believe
Me: where is Amina?
Boo: I don't know, I don't think she came back to sleep here last night
Me: ok, did you know about our wedding arrangements?
Boo: what do you mean? I do not understand
Me: don't play the innocent, I know everything
Boo: what are you trying to make me understand? be more explicit
Me: did you know that Aziz had to pay your uncle to get your hand?
Boo casually: yes I knew that
Me (surprised): how could you agree to such an arrangement?
Boo: Why do I feel like you're accusing me of something?
Me (in a calm tone): I'm just trying to understand things, I'm not accusing you of anything
Boo standing up with a good: what do you want to understand, what is there in this story that you can't understand and that it's up to me to explain to you? you were with the main sponsors, right? Why didn't you ask them directly and it's up to me to explain?
Me: you are my wife, I feel that this conversation I must have with you, which is why I am asking you all these questions and I will ask you to come down in a tone.
Boo calmly attacking himself: when I arrived from France, my uncle didn't even give me time to acclimatize again, the first evening after prayer at the same time he called me to his office, I thought it was to give him an update and tell him how I envisaged my professional future, but I was shocked when my uncle announced to me that he had found me a husband and that he was so for me to marry
Of course I fiercely opposed this union, where at my age was I going to think of uniting my life with a man forever when it was now I was starting to discover the world? I refused this union of course but he made me understand that he was on the verge of bankruptcy, even his house was mortgaged and they risk ending up on the street, something that my aunt would never have endured because of his heart problems, but if I agreed to unite with his friend he would change the family situation and it was a truck that I owed them, they offered me a you, an education, they fed me all those years when my own mother kicked me out...
Me: it's blackmail we call it
Boo: let me finish, if it had only been for my uncle he could die even if he wanted to, he always made me feel like I was a stranger, and that he was giving me charity, but my aunt, my dear aunt this woman she raised me and loved me as if she had carried me herself in her womb, she gave me everything, she behaved better with me than my own mother, ever she didn't put any difference between my cousin and me, I would never have allowed her to find herself on the street without a roof over her head, it was my turn to watch over her and that's what I did, I agreed to marry an old gentleman out of love for my aunt, that's how I ended up in this house, the rest of the story you already know
Me: I'm really sorry for you, I just couldn't understand why you agreed to your uncle accepting money to give you in marriage, I didn't know you had no choice, It revolts me to the highest point what your uncle did
Boo: I don't need your pity
On these words she gets up and takes the road to the stairs and leaves me there.
Me: where are you going?
Boo: I have nothing more to say to you, I'm done...
