Chapter 11: Destination Dubai folks!
Fortunately for us, his mother came home earlier and we were able to leave in full.
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**In the skin of Joyce N'DAH**
• Phone call *
Joyce: Hello?
… : Yes ? Who is it ?
It was a young woman who answered me.
Joyce: I am Ahmed's childhood best friend and you?
Her: ahh okay I'm Maya his wife, delighted.
Joyce: Joyce, delighted.
Maya: Ahmed often talks to me about you. Besides, I would very much like to meet you.
Joyce: Please call me home. It would also be a pleasure for me to meet you.
Her: very well. If you don't mind, could you come home for dinner tonight?
Joyce: Wait a minute, I'm checking my calendar…
I look at my agenda quickly and notice that I am free, that is to say no meeting.
Joyce: It's perfect Maya, what time?
Her: great! 8:30 p.m. okay?
Joyce: Fine, I'll be there. And Ahmad? I would really like to talk to him.
Her: ohh, sorry he's in the shower. As soon as he finishes I tell him to give you a sign, are you okay?
Joyce: yes no worries. See you tonight then Insh'Allah.
Her: yes see you tonight Insh'Allah.
*End of the phonecall*
Tuesday, June 21, 201*, 4:20 p.m., at N'DAH's Consolidated
I have just finished my work as usual so I am heading straight for my house.
Once there I threw my car keys on the cabinet and walked to my room. I put on jogging and a T-shirt plus my rush runs and go out. A little jogging to get back in shape is nothing better!
On my journey I have to go through a fairly well-known city. But hey, I'm used to it.
After a few minutes of running I heard my first name or rather last name.
…: OOOH MADEMOISELLE N'DAH!
I then turned back. It is Mr Khane and a young man whose identity I do not know.
Mr Khane: Hello! How are you ?
Joyce: hello, I'm fine thank you and you?
Him: Fine! I present to you Nasser, my wife….
Nasser: WHAT?! Am I your wife? You're paro my mouth, you're the woman!
Mr Khane: Anything! Who's chasing you all the time?
Nasser: well, it's me, I'm having fun and you're crying because I'm cheating on you!
Joyce: *laughs* Ah I see you two are together?
Them: STARFIRU'ALLAH ME WITH A PD!!
Joyce: *laughs*
Nasser: he's my cousin you saw, but since he's dep I keep him company when he goes out so that we don't hit him. Hood?
Joyce: yeah yeah yeah.
Mr Khane: eh W'Allah Joyce he talks nonsense! The guy only has one ball!
Nasser: oh yeah you're like that you tell my secrets? And where do I get a ball from?
He's trying to get his jogging down...
Joyce: No! It's okay, I believe you.
Nasser: Mdrr don't worry, I wasn't going to do it, hcheum.
Mr Khane: You even had an interest!
Nasser: what's your name actually?
Joyce: Joyce, Joyce N'DAH.
Nasser: Anhw is it you Miss N'DAH?!
Joyce: yes...
Nasser: and you know Tenor he told me a lot about you huh. Wait I'll do it again...
Mr Khane: Nasser don't mess around.
Nasser: mdrr shh so I said *taking Mr Khane's voice* Damn Nasser I met a killer, she's my CEO, she has a fucking charm! She's got super long cess-prin style hair, shapes tah the worst model barbies even! And a smile… I swear she must do a commercial for Colgate!
Mr Khane: stop lying Nasser! Qadeb.
Nasser: What? Me liar? Even that I was jealous, I would remember it all my life I think!
Joyce: *laughs* Mr. Khane?
Mr Khane: Miss N'DAH? Nasser stop, you're just jealous that I don't like you.
Nasser: ah but I'm jealous of life, where does my wife fall under the spell of another kind, am I a PD now?
Mr Khane: Nasser, are you serious?
Nasser: habiba don't get mad, you're my icing on the tagine without you I'm not the same come back Tenorsa hayatii!
Mr Khane and Joyce: Ptdrrrr!
Mr Khane: you're just a fagot.
Nasser: and you a bike, never one without the other otherwise it doesn't ride brother!
Joyce: I confirm!
Nasser: well you see, even your cess-prin she agrees with me.
Mr Khane: bastard.
Nasser and Joyce: *laughs*
After a few minutes I decided to leave.
Joyce: well, I have to leave you!
Nasser: already?
Joyce: I have to keep jogging.
Nasser: to keep the line I suppose?
Joyce: Exactly *laughs*
Mr Khane: see you tomorrow then!
Joyce: mhm and be on time!
Mr. Khane: Don't worry!
I shake their hands and continue on my way.
7:02 p.m.
I am currently in my bath. I didn't think Mr. Khane could be so… sympathetic? Bruuuh this word qualifying it is unlikely.
But I must say that I really like this side of him. Talking to him without him getting on his high horse and taking on his air of Mr-I-am-the-center-of-the-world is quite pleasant. Yes, that's the word, pleasant.
Short ! I get out of the bath and get ready. I didn't know how to dress at all. Dress classy or relaxed? If I do class I'm afraid it'll be too much and if I relax I'm afraid it'll make me careless.
Well, finally I opted for a salmon-colored pencil skirt and a black long-sleeved crop-top. A pair of black Louboutins and a black Yves Saint Laurent clutch with golden initials.
For jewelry I took a gold set and matching earrings. A high bun plated with lipstick, perfume and voila! I take a look at my rolex, which displays 8:10 p.m. I take the cake I had made in the meantime and here we go!
When I ring the doorbell of their house, it's 8:30 p.m. sharp. As soon as the door was opened to me, I saw the heads of two boys who looked like two drops of water. It must be the twins Ahmed was telling me about the other day.
I was pulled from my thoughts by the voice of a young woman, Maya I guess.
Her: Hello! *it is a kiss*
Joyce: Good evening! How are you ?
Her: very well thank you, you are lovely!
Joyce: Thank you, I'll return the compliment!
Her: Thank you, come in so Ahmed can't wait to see you.
At first glance, she seems very friendly to me. I noticed that she was a black, very neat and flirtatious. Mr Nasri has good taste. By the way, speaking of the wolf….
Ahmed: Good evening Joyce! How are you ? *it is a kiss*
Joyce: ah Mehda it's fine, it's fine and you?
Ahmad: Well thank you.
Joyce: By the way, Maya, I brought you dessert.
Her: oh but you shouldn't! Thank you !
Joyce: You're welcome.
She takes the cake from me and goes to the kitchen.
Joyce: you have a very beautiful woman by your side huh.
Ahmed: Birds of a feather flock together!
Joyce: yes of course!
During the evening I got on very well with Maya. I even took his number. She is really very nice and her children are angels!
With Ahmed we discussed about the hotel and the reservation so a priori everything is good. First thing Saturday Mr Khane and I leave for Qatar.
Maya: until next time Joyce?
Joyce: With great pleasure.
Ahmed: and think about having fun too huh! You're going to Qatar anyway!
Joyce: Don't worry about me, I manage.
We kiss each other one last time and I'm going.
I'm going to spend some time with you. 3 days more precisely.
Saturday June 25, 201*, Marseille Airport, 10:06 a.m.
We have just got out of the car Mr Khane and me. I thank the driver and get my suitcase.
"Passengers on the "Fly Emirates" flight to Qatar are requested to proceed to the departure lounge. Thank you "
So we go to the departure lounge and after many checks we finally reach the plane. In Business class. Coincidentally Mr Khane is right in front of me. Great ! I feel that the journey will be long.
I take my iPad out of my purse and start reading a column. I love to read reviews when I have free time. After a few minutes I feel an insistent gaze on me. I raise my head. Mr. Khane of course.
Joyce: a problem?
Him: sorry?
Joyce: You've been staring at me for a while now and I'd like to know why.
Him: How do you know I was looking at you if you had your head down? You looked at me too.
Joyce: No! I felt your gaze on me.
Him: I wasn't looking at you.
Joyce: Yes, of course!
Him: I was thinking.
Joyce: um, what if I can afford?
Him: the number of girls I could put in my bed during our stay.
He dropped it like that. Looking me straight in the eye. In mode it is normal. Seriously, do you find this normal? Oh and then I don't care. Me, player you say? We'll see !
Joyce: Ah well I'm not the only one!
Him: were you thinking about the number of girls you could put in your bed?
Joyce: Not exactly, I was more thinking about how many boys I could kiss. You know Mr Khane there are really a lot of bg in Qatar!
Him: "bg" you say?
Joyce: beautiful kids Mr Khane. They seem to be breathtakingly beautiful.
Him: That much?
Joyce: oh yes a lot. Besides, the Emirs over there are perfect. It would be a pleasure for me to embrace one of these perfections of nature!
Him: I'm sure you'll never be able to kiss even one of these bg as you say.
Joyce: Are you underestimating me Mr Khane? Do you doubt my talents as a seductress?
Him: um, sort of. I've never seen you in action. If you manage to kiss a dozen bg I offer you an evening at the most beautiful restaurant in all of Qatar.
Joyce: A bet?
Him: Exactly. But beware in just 5 days!
Joyce: You know what? I will add a dozen bg to the list.
Him: 20!?
Joyce: yeah 10 + 10 that's 20 yes!
Him: if you fail, on the other hand, you will have to kiss me!
Joyce: I'm up to the challenge!
Him: Good luck then!
Joyce: I wouldn't need luck.
Him: it's as you feel Miss N'DAH!
Ouhhh let's go for 2 weeks of madness girls!
Continued in the next part!
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