I don't know what was happening to me, it was just as if I'm disturbed in my head or as if I was missing something. Except that I am not at the scent of this thing in question. I'm in the room in which we have to spend our stay Mr. Gabin and I and I was only thinking when my thoughts had flown to my mother, yes, just because I thought to myself that, if she were there with me, she would already become about what's wrong with me.
I had my head in the clouds when Gideon came to knock on the door. I told him to come in by raising me because I thought it was the work that calls me.
After Gideon entered the room, he began by looking at me strangely with his eyes that showed through his face that he wanted to start with his teasing.
Gideon is one of Mr. Gabin's new employees, which means that I did not have contact with him before we arrived in Ghana. But it looks like we knew each other a very long time ago because I felt comfortable with him, which is the same on his side too if I'm not mistaken. It even seems that Mr. Gabin had noticed this and that is why he entrusted us with the same tasks so that we were always together and in harmony.
Because he knows me very well and he knows that I don't like small problems and the worst thing is when I get carried away by the wind of sadness, I don't do anything well.
But my mother often tells me that I have to do everything to keep smiling at the book even when I suffer. Do you know why? Because it is our sufferings that can be read on our faces, our tears, or our tears that make us not move forward. Because the evil one becomes even stronger to rot our lives when we let ourselves be invaded by the smoke of suffering, tears, sadness, and others that we show that we are not in our normal state.
Our joy makes our enemies weak, but our tears make them stronger. We need to know this to always take life on the right side, do you know why? Simply because not all good things have a wonderful start and you recognize the value of something, when you have suffered, shed tears before you have this thing. And suffering, real suffering must make us stronger to move forward if we know that nothing is impossible for God who is our creator and that we are the only ones who will give strength to our stars to shine to the point of blinding our enemies with his clarity.
Well, Gideon had taken the time to look at me well without saying a word and when I spoke to ask him what was wrong, he started by laughing. And yes, he wants to tease me, so I got up to listen to what the latter is about to spit for this time and he had always opened his mouth smiling and said « My brother when I told you that this girl bewitched you with her beauty you didn't believe me. Now you can't even get her out of your head. "
I watched Gideon speak and I didn't even know what I would tell him because I was just thinking that he went crazy with his business. But since he didn't want to stop, I decided then to open my mouth, so that he wouldn't think he was right.
—Gideon, my brother, what's wrong with you? I wonder why you think it's this girl who is in my head where I am. What makes you think of such a thing, my brother? Otherwise, without lying to you, I don't even have my ideas about this girl. I helped the person and that's all. I don't know why you don't want to understand what I've been making you understand since we left the supermarket here.
—Rick, do you want to know the reason?
—Oh Yes, I can't wait even.
—Well, can you tell me why this love star shines in your eyes?
—What? Hahaha !!!! Gideon, you go crazy, stop with your jokes. Since when have the stars started by shining in the eyes of humans?
- Since the day humans suffer love at first sight. My brother, stop lying to yourself because I know a lot about this world of love. You say that you are a poet and that you are under the spell of muses, but it seems that you have not yet discovered the door to this world of love to finally want to look for the key.
—Wow!! I now see why we get along well because we are all under the spell of love. But tell me, do you think I fell in love with this girl I just met?
—Rick, I don't think you were imprisoned by this girl's heart. But you are a prisoner of her heart. This means that I don't think you fell in love, but you're in love with this girl that's all. Because thinking is different from the reality of things.
—But Gideon...
- No but, my brother, just accept that you are in love with this beautiful lady. You know very well that I, who am telling you the truth, must only confess. It's not a crime to fall in love with my brother, it's a marvel.
- Stop pushing me to make a dream that is impossible to realize. It's true that since I put my eyes on this girl, it was just as if I immersed myself in another world, a world whose existence I don't know and I keep asking myself questions. But don't forget that I don't have any connection with this girl and that I'm not her number or her residence to at least have hope. I just know his name and nothing more.
—I'm going to tell you nothing more, once you finally know what bothers you it's already good. We will clarify things because Mr. Gabin said that the owner will come with his daughter in a short time. The one to whom he wants to entrust everything, do you understand I hope? But please do everything possible not to fall in love again because you with your head, the girls will not leave you in peace. The worst thing is that you are a novelist, elegant, with a very soft, very intelligent, and ambitious voice. My brother, you have every chance within your reach.
—Can you stop that? Let's go to work on it.
—Can you at least tell me the name of your sweetheart?
- Stay there with your sweetheart affair.
With these words, I got out of the room and Gideon had followed me, even being outside, he kept teasing me.
We started by working and he had stuck me a little peace.
*** BRENDA ***
My girlfriend and I arrived at the place where my father asked me to come. I wanted to take my phone to call my father when I realized that my phone was ringing. I had taken it, it was him and I got the call. He asked me to park the car and join him in a restaurant that was just somewhere from where I am. It looks like he has already seen me, I had parked the car and my girlfriend and I got out of the car to see him.
Once in the restaurant, I was surprised to see that my father was in the company of my mother and my brother and sister. With a smile on our lips, we went to join them at the table they took. I wanted to introduce Julia to my family forgetting that she had already met my parents. Except for my brother and sister.
My parents exchanged some greetings with Julia and we took a seat. My father asked my girlfriend and me to order what we would like to eat.
Without even losing a single second after my father waved a hand to one of the maids, she had come and we made our order, rice with fried apple and fins.
The waitress had gone to serve us, I started chatting with Julia when my mother asked me a question that seemed a little strange to me. She asked me if I have something, if something is wrong with me or if I have good news to tell them. What I didn't understand and I decided to ask her what prompted her to ask such a question and she spoke to my father.
—My dear, didn't you see anything changing in our daughter? You have to look at it.
- Now that say it, yes, it's just as if you're happy and at the same time sad. You're a little tense, what does my daughter have? Because you weren't like that before leaving the house today.
—But I don't understand, dad, mom I have nothing at all and I feel super good.
—Are you sure that everything is fine and that there is no problem?
—Yes Dad, I'm doing super well, oh I see.
—What do you see, my daughter?
—My dear, I tell you that Brenda is hiding something from us, isn't it? Now tell me what's wrong, we're listening to you.
—Mom it's nothing serious, well it could be serious, but I was lucky.
I thought it may have happened to me at the supermarket that was still reading on my face and that's what my parents were talking about. So I decided to put my parents in the scent of it.
I hadn't even finished talking yet when my mother started by asking me if the thief did anything to me. But I told him that I didn't even follow him when he took my bag and that it was a young man who picked up the bag from me. Without even delay, my mother had started by asking me questions about the man in question.
—But Mom!!!
- What is « but mom »? Don't tell me that you didn't even ask him for his name eh.
- I at least know his name.
—And what is his name?
— Rick MOUSS, if I'm not mistaken. I did everything to give him something to thank him but he didn't allow me that. He refused to take the money I wanted to give him.
—Oh I see, he's a man who has a good heart just like your father, I once told you that it was at the market supermarket that we met your father and me for the first time?
– Hmmm!!!
—Yes, yes, and we could say that you just experienced the same thing as me.
—What do you mean by that mom?
« What happened to me and which made me meet your father, is no different from yours, only that I took the money your father had given me. Because my mother was suffering and I had nothing on me, the little money I had to be able to pay something, I realized that I had lost it once at the cash register. The cashier had started by making fun, not to mention one of the security features inside the supermarket. Your father, who was following everything that was happening, had come to my rescue, I will never be able to forget this day that was the beginning of any change in my life. Because it was for me the first that someone came to my aid, a person I don't know and who didn't even know me paid off the bill for what I paid at the supermarket, not to mention that he gave me two ten-mile francs tickets again when he dropped me off in front of my house after listening to a little of what I endure with my family. And without lying to you, that's how I, who broke love relationships, let myself be carried away by this love. Because I fell madly in love with this man who helped me and it is this same man who is your father.
My mother narrated the story she had never told us and my brother and sister and I was focused to be better perfumed. Our father was only watching her speak until our mother finished speaking. She spoke with love and emotion, it was simply wow. I had opened my mouth to express myself, as it had made everyone mute.
– Wow!!!! A beautiful love story.
- « No, my daughter, it's not a story of love, but it's simply love. The love of two destined people. » Said, my father.
- OK, I see Dad, Mom, I loved this story. That's super cool.
« Thank you, my daughter, but with what I see in your eyes and the way you talked about this man who helped you. We can say that you let yourself be carried away by the storm of love just like me.
—My dear, you too.
—My dear, so you don't believe me, right? Your daughter fell in love and it can be seen on her face.
In the words of my mother, we started by laughing, the waitress finally came with our orders and my girlfriend and I started by feasting. Not to mention that Julia kept teasing me because she made the same thing understood before my mother also came to support me.
But the only question I was asking myself was if I fell in love with this guy as they all think. Because I couldn't understand what was happening to me.
We spent some time in the restaurant and then we took the road to go where my father decided to take us.
*** RICK ***
Gideon and I were helping Mr. Gabin with the decoration of the large room that is the hall of the house when one of Mr. Gabin's other employees came to tell him that he has a visit.
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