Razak
I was still in my office when Yasmine came in, I hope she wont make a scene for me again
Yasmine: what did you do to the little one, I just saw her come out of your office really upset, crying hot tears
Me: I just announced his marriage
Yasmine in shock: what?
Me still looking at my screen: you understood me well
Yasmine: how does she get married, who is the person she is getting married to?
Me: I just gave my hand to my friend Aziz, the wedding will be held next week so are you ready?
Yasmine: but Razak be reasonable, she is too young to marry such an old man, she is very young even to marry at all
Me: Im not asking your opinion, my decision is made
Yasmine: no, I wont allow you, your daughter is older, why dont you marry her and shes the little one you want to marry? I warn you if she does not agree there will be no marriage, do you understand me?
Me: ok, its understood, Ill talk to her
She comes out of my office, the woman is going to drive me crazy, always there playing the vigilante, I have to find a way to convince this little jumper
I leave my office and go knock on Nabilas door, anyway Im not willing to lose this money because of her
Nabila behind the door: who is it?
Me: its me, please open the door, we need to talk
Nabila: I have nothing to tell you, you can leave
Me: you know very well that I have the duplicate keys, so open the door for me
A few minutes later the door opens on her, her eyes so red, the children of today really...
Me: sit down I have to talk to you about a truck
Nabila: I dont want to sit down, say what you have to say and youre gone
Me huffing: stop kidding and sit down
She ends up sitting on the chair in front of me and looks at me as if she wanted to swallow me, anyway I understood that reacting by force will not be useless with her so I think to take her by the feelings that wont work anymore
Me: Aziz, hes a very long-time friend of mine, he asked for your hand 3 years ago but I thought you were too young, so he got you a scholarship to go and study in France, his condition was that if during these 3 years you dont get married, I give him your hand
Nabila: …
Me: he came back to the charge a few days ago, I didnt want to accept giving him your hand but he offered to save my box if I give him your hand
Nabila: so if I understand correctly you are selling me, right?
Me: not at all, dont see it like that, think a little about your aunt who has heart problems, if she learns that she has to leave her house that she cherishes so much, this house in which she spent all her life, this house in which and has so many memories, do you think she will be able to get out of it? your aunt she loves you as if she gave birth to you herself, this woman she gave you everything when no one wanted to do it, today dont you think its time you give her back the device?
Nabila: So basically youre asking me to pay for everything youve done for me all these years?
Me: not at all, I will never ask you such a thing, all I am doing is thinking of my wife, I know that if she finds out about my financial situation, she will never recover, you are my last hope
Nabila: why are you doing this to me? Im ready to work to help you out I can swear to you if you want
Me: Im not only bankrupt, I have several tens of millions of debts and if I dont pay them, I risk having my house confiscated, all my belongings and ending up in prison, are you ready to leave your aunt face all this?
Nabila bursting into tears: no…
Me: you can just get married for a while and when the situation improves you can divorce
Nabila continuing to cry: …
Me: I beg you I can get on my knees if you want, I have no other solution thats why Im asking you this, I didnt want to talk to you about all this but I dont I have no other choice, your aunt just threatened me when she learned that I wanted to give you in marriage
Nabila: okay Ill do it, but just for a few months, I dont want to lock myself in a marriage
Me smiling: thank you very much, dont worry, after a few months I will help you to divorce myself, but promise me that your aunt will not know anything about our arrangement, otherwise she will have the marriage annulled
Nabila: okay, I promise
Me: thank you very much my daughter I know that I can always count on you
With that I get up and I leave his room with a smile on my face, I succeeded, finally, Im going to start business again soon, phew, Razak always wins
Nabila
I cant stop crying, now I have no choice but to accept this marriage, my aunt she is the only one who helped me when my own mother kicked me out of her house, my mother unfortunately was a woman who could not be single she constantly had this need to have a man in her life, she was very dependent on men, when she had surprised one of her many lovers who wanted to abuse me , the guy tried to reverse the situation that it was me who was trying to heat him up
My mother preferred to believe her drug lover than me her own daughter, that day my own mother kicked me out, because for her I was trying to seduce her lover, I hung out in the street for a while and my aunt decided to welcome me to her home, she was the one who helped me when my own mother turned her back on me, so now I have to return the device to her, if I have to marry an old man so that she can continue to be happy I will do it, today she is my mother since my mother died some time after kicking me out, she did an overdose and her boyfriend had fled the house
For my aunt I am ready for anything, so yes I will accept this marriage even if it hurts me to the depths of my being, even if I had not imagined my marriage in this way, I know that I am doing it for the good cause
Aunt Yasmine opening the door: can I come in?
Me: yes go ahead between my aunt
Aunt Yasmine: come sit down
I sit next to her and she takes my hands in hers
Aunt Yasmine: you know what, you dont have to get married if you dont want to, besides, this man is too old for you, Ive already warned your uncle, there will be no wedding if you dont want it
Me: well its not what you think, I was already aware of this marriage even before leaving for France
Aunt Yasmine surprised: what?
Me: yes my aunt, its a proposal that I already accepted 3 years ago but my uncle wanted me to have these three years to think far from here and be able to make a decision
Aunt Yasmine: if you agree with this marriage, why are you crying so much then?
Me: its because I just got back, I thought I could spend some more time with you before joining my husband
Aunt Yasmine: you know very well that even if you get married, this house will still be yours and that you can come back whenever you want, right?
Me not managing to stop my tears from flowing: yes my aunt
Aunt Yasmine: if you want even more time I will ask your uncle to postpone the wedding a little longer
Me: no aunt, its not worth it aunt, I think he was patient enough like his
Aunt Yasmine: are you sure youre not hiding anything from me?
Me with a trembling voice: no aunt, Im not hiding anything from you, just that Im going to miss you a lot
Aunt Yasmine: dry me these tears then, I will miss you a lot too