MARRY IN SPITE OF ME
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Chapter 2
Aziz EDOZIE
Today I'm visiting a longtime friend so we can talk business, we've had a case on hold for a while now and I think it's time now for us to reopen the case
Me entering the office: hello dear!
Razak: hello, what do I owe the honor of your visit, it's been a while since I heard from you, what brings you?
Me smiling: I've learned that business isn't doing much lately
Razak: I'm sure the great Aziz isn't here just because he's worried about my finances
Me: I'm afraid you're right
Razak: I'm listening to you then
Me: we have a case pending for more than three years, I'm coming back to the charge, I think it's time
Razak: I don't understand what you're saying, what are you talking about?
Me: your niece
Razak: don't tell me you haven't forgotten that, it's been 3 years already, you haven't moved on?
Me: not at all, I want his hand, and I hope you will keep your word
Razak: aren't you serious, does your wife know that you've come to ask for the hand of a 20-year-old girl?
Me: does your wife know that you are cheating on her with all of Lomé?
He does not answer me I think it would be better for him to keep this silence
Me: that's what I thought, I got her this scholarship three years ago because I wanted her to do her graduate studies in a big school
Razak cutting me off: she's a very bright girl, she could have gotten that scholarship on her own
Me: you forget which country we are in, it's not enough to just be brilliant, if that were the case I don't think you would have had everything you have today
Razak getting angry: I won't allow you to insult me here at home
Me: as I was saying, the deal was that if in those three years she doesn't get married after her studies, I will have her hand, and from what I know she has no fiancé or husband so her hand should normally belong to me. come back
Razak: I'm afraid she won't accept your proposal, recognize that you are very old and that she is a little girl
Me: I am ready to injected 100 million into your company to avoid bankruptcy as a Dot
Razak scratching his head: I'll try to convince her I'll let you know in a few days
Me: I knew we could understand each other in a few days so I want to remind you that my proposal will only last a week.
Razak: don't worry, I'll be the man for the job
Me: ok, have a nice day
With these words I get up and I leave his office, I knew that only money can change his mind and 100 million is nothing compared to this little girl, I looking forward to the wedding
Nabila
A few days ago when I woke up in this stranger's room I almost had a stroke, how could this have happened, why did I drink so much I don't know, I hope not anymore never meet him in my life if not shame, I don't even know what he could have done to me all that night
My uncle asked me to come home urgently I don't know why so I'm on the plane to Lome like that, I would have liked to have had a little more time to say goodbye but hey I think it's better so anyway
A few hours later
I arrived here it's been a few hours already, we have just finished the 7 p.m. prayer, I admit that the time I spent away from this house I neglected the prayer a little, if my aunt knew her she would would kill
My uncle asked me to join him in his office the prayer to end I think it's to talk about how things have been there for the last few years, I think he will be very proud of me , since I succeeded with brillo and I am valedictorian
When I knock his desk he asks me to come in, which I do
Uncle Razak: sit down
Me taking my place in front of him: good evening uncle
Uncle Razak: good evening my daughter, I hope you had a good trip
Me: yes my, thank God everything went well
Uncle Razak: I'm glad you were able to graduate, you know very well that you've become a big girl now, don't you?
Me: yes uncle, I plan to start looking for a job next week
Uncle Razak: it's good that you watch work but that's not what I was trying to talk to you about
Me a little confused: what are you talking about, uncle?
Uncle Razak: you know that the prophet peace and salvation be upon him said that from the first rules the girl must be given in marriage, since all that she commits outside as a room act her parents will have to pay for it on the day of judgment when she lives with them
Me: I don't understand you uncle
Uncle Razak: what I'm trying to tell you is that today you're grown up, you have your diploma too, so it's time for you to get married
Me: no but is it a joke or what? it is out of the question that I get married, I am still very young, and I have not yet enjoyed my youth I will not lock myself into a marriage
Uncle Razak: you will go and enjoy this youth with your husband
Me angry: who do you think you are to decide when I'm going to get married or not?
Uncle Razak: I take myself for the one who took you in, brought you up and fed you when your mom was walking from man to man, when she threw you out and you were walking in the street, I take myself for the one who took you in and gave you a home
Me: How does the fact that I'm married or not bother you? If you want me to live here anymore, just tell me and I'll leave right away.
Uncle Razak: that is not the question, today I am like your father, it is my duty to find you a husband, I inform you that I have a friend who asked for your hand and I accept
Me, the way trembling: I'm dreaming, is that it? already that you dare to want to marry me to a stranger, you go so far as to give my hand to an old man? If it's a good thing to get married so early, why don't you marry your own daughter, she's already grown up, isn't she? me forget me, there will be no marriage in any case not in my lifetime
Uncle Razak: you are going to listen to me very well you are getting ready, next week you are getting married
I don't answer him and I leave his office, what's his problem? so that's why he asked me to come in to the emergency room? he is crazy or what he has his daughter who is older than me, why doesn't he marry her? where do you think he has that power over me? if he tries to force me i leave his house
I was so pissed, I'm muddy from the inside, my heart heats up I want to scream my pain and kick something, if I had known I would never have had to go back to this shitty country
When I go out my aunt called me but I don't stop she must surely have planned it with her husband what more does she want to tell me? keep her explanations to herself I don't want to hear anything coming out of her mouth, a pair of hypocrites these two
