All the other ladies stared at her cautiously as they all slowly moved away from her.
"You should watch what comes out of your mouth, Matthew...!" The wife said to her husband in an angry tone.
"Or you won't know what hit you!" She said.
One lady eyed the woman, as she said;
"Oh, please, for Christ Name, stop acting as if you aren't a part of it...! "
"Part of what?" The other woman asked.
As the lay opened her mouth and was about to say something, but was cut short by the woman.
"The fact that he's my husband doesn't mean he should say something so cowardly...he should know that he is wrong and should apologize...otherwise, we would have to go and handle this issue... personally!"
What the woman said, made sense as all the little ladies thought about it and all came to an agreement...
"Plus, whoever had made that statement about women being used recharge cards, should get the hell out...! Otherwise if it gets up here...!" The woman said as she used her index and middle finger to point at the side of her head.
"They're gonna regret ever making a statement 'bout women!"
Any guy that says anything insultive to the females, again...wouldn't find it funny.
"We just had stories of ladies who devoted their time to that certain guy that they thought might be the one...only to end you realizing that they've been used...!"
"I'm so glad they didn't 'give themselves to those good-for-nothing ass holes...If y'all ladies understand what I'm saying...?" The woman said.
All the other ladies, consisting mostly of young black ladies, all nodded, that they understood...
After some time, all the interested females began planning what they would do to any guy, anywhere, that thinks he could deal with women...
We gon' see what they're gonna do...
This is gonna be fun!
Meanwhile, while, the fight was still going on, the instigator had already fled the scene...
Alvaro...
He had already taken his sea of concubines and had zoned off.
Not before threatening Mirlande one more time.
"I just wanted to thank you, babe, so much for your cooperation...It meant a lot...!" Alvaro said with a smirk on his face.
" 'Meant'...so, you mean I don't mean anything to you...?" Mirlande asked in a choked-up voice.
"That my inheritance is worth more than me?" Mirlande asked in a loud voice for all to hear, with a hope that maybe someone would help her.
Alvaro brought his hand up to his left ear, covered it, and winced.
"Shhh, you'd make a scene...!" Alvaro said
Going on one knee beside Mirlande, he whispered;
"Of you're trying to get the people around here to fight for you, then you are mistaken because the people only have their issues at hand right now...!"
"No one would ever want to spend the rest of their lives married to a slot who wanders about with no respect for her dignity...what makes her a woman...!"
"You took that from me...!" Mirlande said.
"You gave it to me...!" Alvaro pointed out as he smirked at her.
Holding up her chin up towards himself as if he would kiss her...
"Hey hey hey...look!" Someone called to the other ladies as they all had the same thought...
'He was going to kiss her...!'
But they were immediately disappointed.
Drawing her closer to himself, as he looked down at her lips painted red, he had the desire as he said;
"Darling you were so good in bed, for a second I thought 'I' was the one that had to be forced into bed by my partner...!"
Mirlande frowned.
"Bee good darling...!" Alvaro said and then stood up straight.
"So, I never 'meant anything to you?" Mirlande asked again.
Alvaro shook his head as he pulled out from his mouth a chewing stick.
"Like I said...If I was being asked whether I know you or not... whether I do, or I do not...I would instantly deny ever knowing you!"
"Plus I never knew where you got your brains from...!"
"Either from your Father or your mother...I don't know because both are so smart...and you used to be...!" Alvaro said.
"Used to be?" Mirlande asked with her eye squinted.
"What has gotten into you, Alvaro?" Mirlande asked.
"You don't use to be like this...You loved me...always have and now...you want to treat me like a piece of shit...? Like as if I was nothing to you?" Mirlande asked with her eyes clouded with tears.
Alvaro shrugged nonchalantly.
"Hm!"
"Alvaro, why?"
"Why would you do this to me? I love you...!" Mirlande confessed.
Alvaro stared at the crying lady with a nonchalant look on his face.
After she had shredded a few tears and was about to calm down, another bomb dropped...
"No one wants the old batch...!" He muttered beneath his breath.
"No one wants to marry a slot!" And with that, he pulled out the chewing stick that he had long placed back into his mouth, spat in the direction of the lady, and walked away with his sea of concubines.
Hearing what he said, Mirlande's eyes shot in shock...
A slot...?
Was he calling her...Mirlande Bembe, daughter of Rolando Bembe, a slot?
Perhaps she hadn't heard clearly...
Was that what she had suddenly turned herself into..?
She managed to get up as she shakily made her way through the crowd in tears.
She...herself...
Bembe was her surname...
It's in her blood.
Perhaps Alvaro had forgotten who her parents are...
Thinking back to her parents and family, made her pause as she stared at the distance in sadness.
She could remember so vividly as if it had happened right before this incident...
When she had brought Alvaro to see her parents and told them of her intentions and how she had been warned by both parents...
Especially by her father that Alvaro was not the person for her and that she should wait patiently.
But she was so engrossed in what is called 'love', she never knew that she just pressed her self-destruct button...
Remembering all these had Mirlande vegan shed uncontrollable hot tears as she paused for a bit and began laughing hysterically.
She laughed so hard, she forgot she was in a public area...
Looking up to the heavens, Mirlande cried;
"So this is how it's gonna end, huh?"
"Am I gonna die like a poor, wretched, and mad lady that everyone thinks she's going psycho...?"
"Prove yourself!!!" She laughed as if she was talking to someone.
Then when she looked around, she saw people staring at her, she had lost it...
Laughing louder than before, Mirlande was about to fall, when a hand gripped her by the shoulder.
When she turned to see who it was, she saw that it was a black-skinned girl, who was smiling gently at her.
"Hi!" She greeted.
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When Mr. and Mrs. Smith turned and walked away, they headed straight for where their children were, not minding anything that was going in around them anymore...
They had their issues and that involved sending their daughter safely abroad, aboard the plane so that she could arrive safely and without any troubles.
But that man...
That Caribbean blond hair man...
His face rang a bell...
A familiar bell that Mrs. Smith knows she's knows...but does not want to admit it.
Even though she did know the man, she was married now with four (4) children...
Four amazing, talented and gifted young children that she was certain, would change the world one day and she would be proud of them.
She and her husband, Mr.. Rogers Smith...
They would both be proud of them...
No matter where they are...
What the do...
Whether they still existed or not...
They were all left in God's arms.
When they had reached where their children were, they all gatherers for a hug, causing the attention of where they were in to fall on them...
Hugging each of them warmly, Temi moved from a family hug...
To individual hugs, where she took lots of selfies, pictures and also did lots of videos with them...
Funny ones as a memo...
From the family hug, she went down on one knee again as she swooped little Bryan in her arms and spun him around,, and took he time in hugging him...
From Bryan, she went on to Lucas...
Stepping forward, he adjusted his glasses and began acting all nerdy and geeky again as he was always shy to hug girls.
"Uh...aunt Tems...?" He called.
Temi looked at him with a smile on her face.
She knew what he was going to do next...
Looking as he played with his fingers, Lucas cleared his throat plenty of ng himself and then, clearing his throat one more time, he took in a deep breath and began;
"C'mon lucky...!" It was Mrs. Smith.
"We don't have all day!" She said as she tried to hasten his 'all day' speech.
Nodding, Lucas said;
"Y...Y...Yeah, Mum...I'm to it!" And then he turned to face his sister, avoiding eye contact as he looked down.
Scratching the back of his head, Lucas began;
"Uh, big Sis Tems, I don't know how to start this, but.I wanna start this off by saying...!" Taking in a deep breath, he went on as he said;
"You are...we are all going to miss you... and...well, you're probably the funniest person, second only to Dad...you are also the only person that listens to me when probably I might sound boring, but...!" Lucas paused momentarily as he began scratching the back of his head.
"You're the first girl that I've probably told this to, but...!" Inhaling some deep air, Lucas said what was on his mind the entire time.
"You are probably the sweetest...kindest, mist gentle (even though you're temper isn't something write home about)...!"
That last part had Temi raise her eyebrows as she looked at him, wide-eyed in shock as she turned to look at her two (2) other brothers as she laughed.
Troy seemed not to be engrossed in their speech, but he did nod in agreement.
"And you'd think this rascal isn't listening!" Temi said she lightly but strongly pushed her brother.
Although she had pushed him and they were playing a little, it didn't change the fact that what Lucas said struck Temi...but in a good way.
"Thanks, Luke...!" Temi said with tears in her eyes.
"And I know that this may not be the right time, but...!" Stretching out his hand towards her as he put his face the other way with his eyes closed, he said;
"Here!"
Temi looked at what was pointed in her direction.
Taking it from her brother's hand, she asked;
"What is it?"
Clearing his throat as he looked down as he said;
"It's a...!"
"Lucas?" Temi called.
Looking up at his sister, he said;
"Huh?"
"I'm your sister, not a stranger...!" She said
Nodding, Lucas said;
"Yeah, I know...!"
Then look me in the eye...!"
Lucas understood what his sister was trying to say...
He was too nervous to look at his sister because of the thought that he would be laughed at...
But for Christ's sake, she was his sister...
And just like he had said earlier...
"Just like what you said earlier...!" Temi said.
"Even though what you have to always present might be boring...I still always listen, right?"
"You know, that's why I like you...!" Lucas said with a smile.
"You're always encouraging, and I hope I can be like my big sister one day...!"
Placing her hands on her knees as she looked at him in the eyes, she stretched out her hand to his shoulder as she shook her head in negation and said;
"No Lucas...!"
Lucas frowned.
Temi's smile broadened.
"Don't be like me...I don't want you to be like me...I want you to be someone greater...Someone much more outstanding...Someone that knows what he was created for and does it easily...!" Temi said.
"I want you to be the most respectable person in the society...and I know, that your inventions...!" She looked at his machine.
"I know that your machines...your projects and inventions, wouldn't last a second at an auctioning site...!"
Lucas's eyes lit up.
"Really?" He asked.
Temi nodded, certain.
"I know...And what I also know, that not only would your works be the most auctioned creations...you would also be the most recognized, successful and most prosperous and most well-known inventor, slash, scientist that ever walked the earth!"
"Really?"
Temi nodded.
"Believe it and you will...?"
Wiping the tears that ahs already gathered in his eyelids, Lucas sniffed as he said;
"Receive it!"
Temi nodded again as she said;
"The next time I call, you'd tell me what Mark eleven verse twenty-three to twenty-four says...!"
No problem big Sis!" Lucas said.
Temi smiled.
Turning her gaze back to the device in her hand, Temi asked;
"So how does this thing work again...?"
Lucas's attention snapped back when she brought up the issue about the device he had invented.
"Oh yeah, It's a tracking device that can help you trace your way home whenever you might be, or you are, lost!" Lucas said.
Temi nodded thoughtfully.
"Okay, ks how does it work? How do you operate it...?"
"Oh yeah, there's a button here...!" Lucas said as he took the machine from his sister's hand and searched for something that looked like a button.
"Ah!" Lucas exclaimed when he had found the button.
"Shh, did you find a treasure or something of great value that you exclaimed like that?" Troy asked, sounding annoyed.