Chapter 6: An eventful reunion.
Him: for my hlel I have one on the técô and for the success tkt I'm on the way but let's say that there I have more gasoline.
Joyce: lol whatever!
…: OOOH BUT WHAT A SURPRISE JOYCE PUTA IS BACK.
She ? Yeah it's a girl. In fact no, if I say it's a girl it would be insulting wallah. You see the kind of woman who speaks loud and clear, who is vulgar in every sense of the word, piercing on the tongue and the navel, who wears clothes close to the c*l? I present to you Lady.
Surely you want to know why my brother and I don't talk to each other anymore? It's because of her. She left to tell lies about me to my brother and he preferred to believe her instead of me. He hit me so hard that I was hospitalized. I swear to you on everything I hold dear that this girl is a big manipulator.
The lie she told about me? That I'm no longer a virgin. Before that Sidy and I were like two fingers in one hand. Between us now a huge gap has opened up.
On the other hand between Lady and me it is the ocean gueh.
Joyce: Ah well, well, a cocksucker. Whose turn?
Lady: I didn't go to open my legs, huh!
Joyce: It's a change from you who never close them.
Lady: except that I did not betray my brother.
Joyce: I haven't betrayed any of my brothers.
Lady: Sidy isn't your brother maybe?
Joyce: No sorry I only have 2 brothers.
Lady: lol.
Sidy: Lady Vasy, let's go out. I don't like being with whores.
Joyce: Between Lady and me, it's easy to recognize the whore.
Sidy: shut your mouth!
Madi: Sidy are you serious there? How do you talk to him?
Sidy: I speak to her as she is. A whore!
Baam a right for Sidy from Madi. No reaction from Sidy
Madi: Since the beginning of your story I didn't want to get involved because I thought that between adults you can settle your differences without me intervening but Sidy you have pushed the cork too far. Joyce she never went out with a guy how do you want her not to be a virgin anymore? Wallah brother you disappointed me.
Sidy pulls his dog with him and they leave. I wanted to cry so much. Whore.
Madi: who Joyce are you crying?
The tears they flowed alone these bastards. He takes me in his arms.
Him: Don't worry, it'll be fine. Mima take her outside to calm down.
Mima: ok, Joyce come.
We then went out. We got into the car.
Her: Joyce, calm down this girl is a big shit with her buttocks leaning down there. His big skull looks like a malformed egg.
Joyce: mdrr sniff take me to the hospital.
Mima: at the hospital wa? To do what? Joyce are you sick?
Joyce: a test.
Her: what? Don't tell me that...
Joyce: Hmmm deh! I'm not pregnant it's just a virginity test. That way we're done with this story.
Her: oh yeah not stupid.
Joyce: it's you, you're stupid.
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We arrive at the hospital and I do my tests.
The gynecologist: hold your tests are all positive you are indeed a virgin.
Joyce: Thank you ma'am.
Her: You're welcome and I hope not to see you anytime soon. Bye !
Joyce: Insh'Allah and goodbye.
I leave the office and head to the waiting room. Mima wriggling in all directions.
Mima: So?
Joyce: no surprise huh.
Mima: Perfect!
I pay for my consultation and let's go.
Once in the parking lot I get into the car and fasten my seatbelt. I let Mima drive. I don't really want it.
Joyce: shall we go home?
Her: How about an afternoon with your sister? Shopping, beauty salon and restaurant?
Joyce: Let's go my kiki!
Her: Joyce if you want we can always go back huh.
Joyce: No it's fine. Mrrr.
Mima and I are cousins, but since she's the only cousin I have, we consider each other sisters. In all this big family that I have there are only 2 girls. Mima and I, all the others are boys. It seems impossible but it's the sad reality mdrr.
Once at the mall, we get out of the car arm in arm.
We start with H&M. Mima is in the fitting room for a dress which I quote: it will be just magnifiak. While I was texting with Eddy.
Her: so what? Am not chewable?
I lifted my head towards her. It is true that this dress suited her wonderfully.
Joyce: Ouch! You are beautiful but I highly doubt that Adek (his brother) will let you wear it.
Her: Exactly! He traveled and he comes back in a month! Which means that for a looong month I have the right to wear whatever I want.
Joyce: Really? I didn't know he was traveling with me. Where is he ?
Her: Dubai for a business. In short Joyce tonight we go out!
Joyce: to go where?
Her: Tonight is Christian who is organizing a party for his 24th birthday.
Joyce: your friend there, the one who gave you a haute couture dress from Yves Saint Laurent there?
Her: Exactly! You come with me because I have 2 invitations for me and my boyfriend except that I don't have any.
Joyce: and with Jacques?
Her: We're pissed off.
Joyce: hum you have to explain to me huh.
Her: yeah yeah yeah.
We continue to shop. In the meantime we had visited the other shops, Mango, Zara, FootLocker, Louboutin… I had bought 2 long dresses, one black and one red, several light jeans and tops.
For the skirts I took six tight ones of different colors. And since it's not the money that's missing for the shoes, we had fun...6 pairs of Louboutin each. Tell nobody shhh. In short, we don't care.
Once finished we move to Starbucks. All our life we are there we life.
Joyce: So?
Her: what?
Joyce: Mima don't play that with me. Tell there.
Her: ok, open your ears wide. The day before yesterday I went to his house to surprise him since because of the trials and everything we couldn't see each other. So since I have the duplicate keys I went into the house. Since there was light on the stairs, I went up. After I heard noise in the room I opened it and there… he was having sex with a girl. So since then I don't talk to him anymore. Let him go and live his life.
Joyce: Oh the bastard! But did you do anything?
Her: when I saw them I said: oh excuse me! I closed the door and went downstairs.
Joyce: mdrr a killer ko oh excuse me.
Her: yesterday he came to see me in my office to tell me that like he missed me outside or that I am in his heart so I replied that I did not like places where there are too many people, I gave a good slap there. So much that my hand itched.
Joyce: That's great. I guess tonight you plan to make him regret everything he did to you what?
Her: You read my mind.
We continue our conversation until the arrival of a fanatic.
Him: wesh miss them well or what?
Mima: it's going very well, you can move around.
Him: huh?
Joyce: plus it's an ass what I said move your ass.
I was dying of laughing mdrr the guy is so ugly! He thinks too much it's not possible. He looks at me in top-down mode. Direct I stop, if there is one thing not to do with me it is to look at me badly.
Joyce: if not, control your eyes too, right? What do you want ?
Him: I want you.
Joyce: anhh okay my point in your face accompanied by a well-aimed shot at the level of your balls finally it remains to be seen do you want it too?
Him: pff old girl!
Joyce: yeah yeah you had your hopes too high! Did you think that with your fingers spread like palm trees I was going to jump around your neck? A tozzzz!
He leaves without answering me.
Mima: I see your character hasn't changed huh. Mrrr.
Joyce: mdrr no but did you see his face? Even a monkey is more beautiful than him wesh!
Mima: lol!
We continued our girls' day. Around 5 p.m. we return. All beautiful and everything.
Mom: where were you?
Joyce: at the mall.
Mom: Oh okay. Are you sleeping here all of a sudden?
Joyce: no sorry with Mima we are invited to a party so we will be back late so I sleep in Mima's apartment.
Mom: anh you haven't even arrived and then you go out! Chrr.
Joyce: mdrr mom I love you!
Mom: hmm.
Mima: ouch courou! (the wind) Mdrr.
Mom: what are you doing here?
Joyce: I came to warn you. And ask your permission.
Mom: ahhh go go!
Joyce: Thanks! Mrrr.
Mom: disappear from my sight orhhh you're ruining it.
In short, we arrive at Mima's and we all take turns showering. We dress, make up, perfume ourselves with all the stuff. I had put on my long, tight red dress with a train behind.
And for my head I made a high bun. A pair of black Louboutins. Mima had the same dress as me in black and a pair of red Louboutins.
She had let go of her wavy hair that hangs down her lower back.
Mima: you are beautiful Joyce! You're going to wreak havoc dressed like that oulala!
Joyce: mdrr I return the compliment to you my beautiful. I know one who will bite his fingers.
Mima: lol shhhh.
7:05 p.m.
We enter the party room. All eyes are on us. Earned it by The Weeknd and the whispers as background. We walk to a table Christian joins us.
Don't worry we didn't come empty handed. I had bought a Rolex watch and Mima two perfumes from Georgio Armani (this perfume was a killer). We put them on the gift table.
Us: good evening! Happy Birthday Christian!
Christian: Thank you! Ahh but what a surprise Joyce! You boycotted me, huh! *he gives us a kiss*
Joyce: but no! It's because of work I promise you.
Christian: hmm, sit down.
Us: *we sit down* Thank you.
Him: You are lovely!
Mima: I return the compliment to you.
Him: Thank you.
Someone comes to talk to him so he leaves. Surely to welcome his guests. We find ourselves alone at the table.
Joyce: where is Jacques?
Her: On the table to your left. Watch quietly. The one with the white shirt and a black bow tie.
I look quickly to my left. He was already looking at us.
Joyce: I bet anything that in a few minutes he'll be at our table.
Her: you spoke too soon, he's coming.
Joyce: keep calm especially because I see the nervousness in you. Breathe, Breathe, Breathe, Breathe! Pfffiouuu.
Her: *laughs* Joyce, it looks like he's coming to see you.
Joyce: *laughs* Mima you can't know how I feel like murdering here!
Him: good evening ladies.
Us: good evening.
Him: You are beautiful. Especially you Mima.
Tchrr your ugly skull!
Mima: thank you huh but frankly I don't think the same of you.
Ouchhhh she killed him ohh! Ouch caramba!
Him: Thank you anyway. Mima can I talk to you please?
Mima: I don't like it. I don't really want to listen to you there, you see.
Him: Mima please stop there. I want to talk to you seriously.
Mima: um, I'm listening.
Him: in private.
Mima: either you speak there or you cross it. I have nothing to hide from him.
Him: Can I?
Joyce: make yourself at home.
He pulls out the chair and sits down opposite Mima.
Him: pff Mima I know I screwed up but I couldn't guess you were coming...
Mima: luckily I came, you mean.
Him: please don't cut me Mima. So I was saying, you're a girl that I respect a lot so I couldn't see myself asking you to sleep with me. In two years of relationship I have never cheated on you or disrespected you. But there I really had to, excuse me for the term, empty the balls. The girl you saw the other day is just a whore! I see myself far away with you. Like being the mother of my children and everything. Frankly, I very much regret what I did. Mima on Allah that I love you. There is no Jacque without Mima wallah. Forgive me. If you accept my apologies within the week I'm coming to ask your father for your hand. I love you.
She's looking at me. I nod my head to say yes. She is all upset my Mima.
Her: that's the last time you'll do that to me! *a tear rolled down her cheek*
He gets up and takes her in his arms. He pulls away from her and kneels down in front of her. He pulls a box out of his pocket and opens it. A beautiful ring was there.
Him: do you want to be my wife?
Her: sniff yes I want it.
Him: I love you princess.
Description of Jacques
Tall about 1m90. Light brown eyes. Quite muscular. Freeze cut. Very well trimmed beard. Looks nice. Deep voice. He has class in his blood I think. Moroccan. According to Mima he is nervous.
**In the skin of Mr Tenor Amir Khane**
Continued in the next part!
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