The good woman

"As always there was a new wedding that was celebrated, we used to it dad married one of his many daughters after every 5 months we were many and he got rich behind the dowries received we could hate him for that, but the fact remains that he only married his daughters to men whom I would call good and who had a genuine interest in the one they were marrying. We were a total of 7 girls and there were only 5 boys, I was the youngest and I was 20 years old. Dad had two wives, the first of whom died in peace, after which he married my mother, who is the second.

My mother is called Oumi and my father is Mocktar Malick we all live in Senegal more precisely in Dakar but we are from Nigeria however we were all born and raised in Senegal. Unlike most Senegalese we were Christians. As I was saying, one of my sisters had just gotten married, there was only me and my sister Irma left. But as far as I'm concerned, my father always refused the fact that I could get married one day because according to him no descending man would want a soiled woman. I was not chaste or else I don't know if I am because when I was little I was the victim of rape when I think about it I tell myself that there was no penetration but I don't I have more beautiful and well my innocence, in any case, I am the soiled reason for which I will remain all my life with my parents because dad will never accept that I marry. Study level I obtained my baccalaureate but afterward, I had to stop because dad thought that it would be useless to me, and yet I would like so much to continue my studies. ''

I am Dina Malick I am 20 years old.

The sun had just risen which would mean that we too have to get up to go about our business. My sister and I used to get up to do household chores but today more than the other days, we have to clean the house from top to bottom because tonight we are going to have visitors.

Mom: hello my girls

Us: hello mom

Me: How did you sleep?

Her: well my daughter and you?

Me: well, finally mom I wanted to know if I could go to the market next door to buy myself a new dress.

Her: yes why not go with Irma too

Me: ok

A few minutes later

Me: Irma hurry up, we have to go quickly and come back soon.

Irma: yes it's good I'm here

me: finally

Irma: here we go

Arriving at the market we looked at dresses there were very beautiful ones but unfortunately, I didn't have enough money to buy one but I wanted one I liked them so much.

Me: Irma I like this dress but I don't have the money to pay for it. Could you lend me some money and I'll pay it back later?

Her: If I could, I would borrow the necessary amount from you, but I would like to pay for this sorry dress myself.

Me: it doesn't matter, I'll come back to buy this dress another time, well, add this money to yours to buy your dress.

Her: Thank you.

Me: you're welcome, I just say with a smile

When Irma had finished paying the bill for her dress, we started to go home. Arrived at a level it was necessary to cross a road. We looked but at the time of crossing a car had appeared out of nowhere and braked sharply in front of us, I will not tell you the fear I had I was not afraid for my life but for that of Irma. The driver got out of the car as well as the one who was with him on the passenger side. They looked like they were from somewhere else they didn't look like people from here one of them was I would say mixed race the other was black but they were handsome and seemed to be rich.

???: Are you ok ma'am

Irma: uh yes it's fine sir thank you

??: are you sure because we can take you to the hospital if you are not well?

Irma: no it's fine sir goodbye

??: bye

Irma: Dina here we go

I do

The evening

Dad: Dina, Irma

Me: dad...

Dad: tonight we have guests who will come for Irma

Me: for Irma but dad it hasn't been 5 months since Habiba went to live with her husband

Him: yes but it's a good match for your sister

Me: So she'll go and leave me here all alone? Daddy, please let Irma stay with me again.

Him: No! She has to go like all the others, it's a girl's destiny to get married and take care of her husband.

Me: dad a girl, a woman represents much more than that she can be a leader, a better leader even than a man

Him: yes but not my daughters you, you were born to be a good wife finally except you

Me: but why? I too would like to get married one day

Him: who will accept you don't dream too much my daughter

Me: ok

Him: Irma get ready

Her: good

I could not conceive the fact that Irma was going to leave and leave me here all alone among my many sisters she is the only one with whom I got along we were only one year apart and soon I would find myself alone here

Me: Irma please don't leave me here alone to refuse the proposal that we want to make to you.

Her: Dina you know it so well that I couldn't even if I wanted to dad would kill me and who knows maybe this is my prince charming.

Me: how could he be your prince charming more than you don't know him

Her: you don't necessarily have to know your prince charming you know in general a prince charming is the one you don't even know

Me: yeah okay

Her: but don't sulk

Me: I'm not sulking, don't worry, get ready for your prince charming, I say as I leave

Her: ohm Dina I will always be ready for you there in your heart uh?

Me: uh

HOURS LATER

Dad's guests had already arrived, we hadn't seen them, but we were waiting for voices in the living room. Irma was finishing dressing, the result was pretty good.

Her: tell me how do you like me?

me: super pretty, beautiful, splendid

her: thank you Dina you are pretty too

me: no need to lie to me Irma I'm not beautiful because I didn't do anything to be

her: yes but you are naturally beautiful, you don't need all these extra things

me: you are nice...

????: knock Knock

Me: Who is it??

???: Amir. dad asks Irma to come down

Me: ok thanks amir

Amir is one of my 5 brothers finally one who still stays at home the others are married we love weddings at home so much huh.

Amir: nothing. But he asked Irma to come down alone, you stay here

me: oh okay

Irma went down to the living room and I decided to go to the balcony to subtly observe what was happening there.

Moab Sankara

My name is Moab Sankara I am 29 years old I am of American origin my father is American and my mother is Senegalese. I live in the USA but at the moment I am in Senegal to visit my maternal family following the multiple insistences of my mother.

On this day I accompany my friend Amir to the one who will become his future wife, we had already arrived and we now had to enter the house

Amir: am I presentable I mean, well, anyway well put huh??

Me: uh yeah you look presentable

Amir: just presentable??

Me: yeah you could have done better

Him: in this case, let's turn around so that I can get well

I was amused by his reaction it was an arranged marriage but he still wanted his future to find him....wow

Me: it's not worth it you know you're good like that my friend I say smiling.

Him: you're not lying to me uh

Me: no don't worry

Him: ok let's go then

Me: I'm following you, I say opening my door

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We were now sitting in his future wife's living room or should I say in the living room of his future wife's parents. We waited a few minutes then a young girl with dark skin, quite pretty, and very well dressed came downstairs, I looked at my friend to see his expression and thus guess if he liked this girl or not, but I did not see the ones what I expected.

Me: what is it? I say patting him.

Him: nothing but I expected something else she seems a bit materialistic

Me: Tsu Tsu we don't judge people just like that

Him: ok, let's wait and see

The famous girl had finally come down the stairs, she was now close to us.

Mr.mocktar: Irma comes to say good evening to Mr. Amir your future husband and his friend Moab

Her: good evening Amir, good evening Moab she said smiling shyly

Us: Good evening

The talks started between the parents of Amir and Irma because yes the parents of Amir were present too. While the discussions continued I was looking around the house when my gaze fell on the balcony overlooking the living room I thought I saw the shadow of a person, at least something take a quick look then s' lower quickly, I kept looking towards this place when I saw her it was a girl, oh god only knows how beautiful she was, our eyes met and when she saw me she gave a dazed smile then a small hello of hand then turned and ran to leave.

Who was she and why hadn't she come to meet us like everyone else.

I felt something so special in my heart I would like to meet her she looks so entertaining

??? : eh oh Moab what are you looking at?

Me: uh nothing you were talking to me?

Amir: no I was just telling you that I am thinking of refusing this marriage

me: but why

Him: I don't know but I don't feel this marriage

Me: think again.

Him: ok

I could not conceive the fact that Irma was going to leave and leave me here all alone among my many sisters she is the only one with whom I got along we were only one year apart and soon I would find myself alone here

Me: Irma please don't leave me here alone to refuse the proposal that we want to make to you.

Her: Dina you know it so well that I couldn't even if I wanted to dad would kill me and who knows maybe this is my prince charming.

Me: how could he be your prince charming more than you don't know him

Her: you don't necessarily have to know your prince charming you know in general a prince charming is the one you don't even know

Me: yeah okay

Her: but don't sulk

Me: I'm not sulking, don't worry, get ready for your prince charming, I say as I leave

Her: ohm Dina I will always be ready for you there in your heart uh?

Me: uh

HOURS LATER

Dad's guests had already arrived, we hadn't seen them, but we were waiting for voices in the living room. Irma was finishing dressing, the result was pretty good.

Her: tell me how do you like me?

me: super pretty, gorgeous, gorgeous

her: thank you Dina you are pretty too

me: no need to lie to me Irma I'm not beautiful because I didn't do anything to be

her: yes, but you are naturally beautiful, you don't need all these extra things

me: you are nice....

??? : knock Knock

Me: who is this?

??? : Amir. dad asks Irma to come down

Me: ok thank you, Amir

Amir is one of my 5 brothers finally one who still stays at home the others are married we love weddings at home so much huh.

Amir: Nothing. But he asked Irma to come down alone, you stay here

me: oh okay

Irma went down to the living room and I decided to go to the balcony to subtly observe what was happening there.

Moab Sankara

My name is Moab Sankara I am 29 years old I am of American origin my father is American and my mother is Senegalese. I live in the USA but at the moment I am in Senegal to visit my maternal family following the multiple insistences of my mother.

On this day I accompany my friend Amir to the one who will become his future wife, we had already arrived and we we now had to enter the house

Amir: am I presentable I mean, well, in short, well put huh??

Me: uh yeah you look presentable

Amir: just presentable??

Me: yeah you could have done better

Him: in this case, let's turn around so that I can get well

I was amused by his reaction it was an arranged marriage but he still wanted his future to find him....wow

Me: it's not worth it you know you're good like that my friend I say smiling.

Him: you're not lying to me uh

Me: no don't worry

Him: ok let's go then

Me: I'm following you, I say opening my door

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We were now sitting in his future wife's living room or should I say in the living room of his future wife's parents. We waited a few minutes then a young girl with dark skin, quite pretty, and very well dressed came downstairs, I looked at my friend to see his expression and thus guess if he liked this girl or not, but I did not see the ones what I expected.

Me: what is it? I say patting him.

Him: nothing but I expected something else she seems a bit materialistic

Me: Tsu Tsu we don't judge people just like that

Him: ok, let's wait and see

The famous girl had finally come down the stairs, she was now close to us.

Mr.mocktar: Irma comes to say good evening to Mr. Amir your future husband and his friend Moab

Her: good evening Amir, good evening Moab she said smiling shyly

Us: good evening

The talks started between the parents of Amir and Irma because yes the parents of Amir were present too. While the discussions continued I was looking around the house when my gaze fell on the balcony overlooking the living room I thought I saw the shadow of a person, at least something take a quick look then s' lower quickly, I kept looking towards this place when I saw her it was a girl, oh god only knows how beautiful she was, our eyes met and when she saw me she gave a dazed smile then a small hello of hand then turned and ran to leave.

Who was she and why hadn't she come to meet us like everyone else.

I felt something so special in my heart I would like to meet her she looks so entertaining

??? : oh oh Moab what are you looking at?

Me: uh nothing you were talking to me?

Amir: no I was just telling you that I am thinking of refusing this marriage

me: but why

Him: I don't know but I don't feel this marriage

Me: think again.

Him: ok

To be continued