THE UNEXPECTED OF A MEETING

PART 1 An hour later, Eylul arrived at the house. -E : You tell me when Irma, I've been waiting ten years! Offf ! I called him to tell him but eventually I was stressed to tell him what happened. me, looking away : Uh.ben..it's good later. e : Irma ! I swear I'll hit you! me : Off is good! -E : So ? -Me : In fact...it is that... How to say that ? Say it simply. Mbon. Me, taking my courage with both hands: Kais deceives me and a stranger kissed me in the street. -E, by making the big eyes : What ?! It sucks. I swear it sucks. I'm not in this kind of stuff normally.

I was just with a guy and was doing my life quietly. And this is what happens to me, I am cuckold and in addition a stranger to touch my lips. -E : You explain me because there I really understand nothing. me : You are serious curious it's amazing! -E : How do you want me not to be curious also with what you tell me ?! Yeah, that's right, I admit. So I tell her everything and of course she is shocked, just like me for that matter. -E : Are you serious ?! The guy he doesn't know you but he sticks to your lips?! I nod my head. She thought for a few seconds and then let go of a smile. I dream or what ? I still have a hard time accepting what happened to me and she smiles? me, by frowning my eyebrows : Why you smile?! -E, laughing : Because it makes sense that he kisses you ! He must have fallen under your spell as soon as he saw you! I'm blowing. I'm tired of this girl ! Always laughing at stuff that has nothing funny! me : Chtt ! Stop laughing at me! -E, continuing to laugh : No no ! Maybe your asshole cheated on you but at least you find another guy ! I'm two fingers away from hitting her. Aaaahh ! Always laughing in serious moments! -E : You imagine yourself ! When people ask how you met, you will have to answer that you accidentally threw a shoe on his head and that when he saw you he had love at first sight! Really fuck this girl wAllah. me : Can you close it a little ?! Have you seen what you imagine ?! Wallah you are crazy! -E : We don't know fate! I think I should never have told him. You saw how she is, she imagines some weird stuff. I turn my head and see my phone turned on. I take it and see that Kassim sent me six messages. I smile nervously. -E : What is it? me : It's Kassim who sends me messages. He can always go brush ! -E: Block the ! And that's what I'm doing. Can you forgive the deception ? I think not so it's over me and him ! I hate him ! Me : Do we eat? -E : Yes I have tropp faimm vAllah! We eat and then we go to sleep. Tomorrow I work from 13H to 20H since it is the weekend. ***** The next day Eylul returned home. I decide to call my mother to take some of her news and that of my father too. -Me : Hello mom? M: Ohh ! Hello benti lebes ? (Allo ma fille c'appa ?) me : Al Hamdullah and you ? Dad too how is he? -M : It's okay my daughter hamdullah. Your father also it's going hamdullah just a little tired but that's all. Me : Ah. And he's taking his medication right? Because yes. My father has a disease. A contusion to the lungs. And that's a little bit why I work. I can't let my mom work and break her back. I remember the day I really understood I had to work. That day my father had a respiratory attack. We had been in the hospital and he had told us that treatment with medication alone was no longer enough, and that he had to come to the hospital sometimes to do oxygen therapy. (And sure that all fees were at our account). My father had a good chance of dying. So I went out crying and I was looking for work when I spotted this fast food. I was 17, but Hamdullah I was still accepted as a waitress in this fast food. Well, it's not just a fast food, they do a lot of things there. But thanks to this work I was able to do many things, such as paying for my license, my car and the medicine for my father. Without his medication and oxygen therapy, my father wouldn't be here today. So I keep working again and again. I don't want my father to leave. Absolutely not. -M : Yes, don't worry. Besides benti...kount baghia ngoulek..hebsi lkhadma or b9ay ghir m3a l9raya hefek. N9dr ana nmchi nkhdam, mat b9aych t3edbi rassek. (By the way my daughter...I wanted to tell you..stop work and stay only with your stp studies. I can go to work, don't break your head. Me : Every time we talk about it and I always tell you the same thing ! I told you I'm gonna keep working, my 3adab kaynch, where are you getting this from ?? (I told you that I will continue to work, this is not a charge for me, from where you get this ??) -M : My daughter, it does not make me happy that you break your back like this! me : I don't break my back Mom ! Forget this story, I will continue to work inshallah. And you can keep quiet about taking care of dad. -M, laughing : Alala always has what you want you it's not from now ! My little mamounette what I love her for! me : Come on mom I'll go to work, I leave you bslama ! (au revoir !) -M : Bslama hlik (Goodbye !) I hang up and get ready. And towards the fast food where I work, it is 12H40 when I leave my home, so I arrive on time. I took and served dozens of orders. And there I see three girls. You see the kind of girls who scream like fishmongers to get noticed, who laugh loudly and who are gravely haughty ? It's exactly the one that's heading towards the counter. Me, forced smile : Hello! A girl who seems to be in quotation marks the «chef of the group» begins to look at me from top to bottom. Of the la ! I've been working here for three years, and I'm used to this kind of girl. But then there, every time there was one like her, I was fighting hard. -Meuf, raising his eyebrows : Yeah hello. me : I take your order? meuf : Oh yes we are here for that. Why don't you talk stupid?! Me : So ? -Meuf : I want three tacos menu. First tacos with nuggets. me : No sauce? meuf : Si de la mayo. And the other two tacos with kebab and no sauce. Ah no wait...Soukaina ?! The girl who in my opinion is named Soukaina turns around and questions him with her eyes. Meuf, shouting: You put without sauce you ?! -S, shouting in turn : Yeah without sauce ! Fucking they're fucking messing around screaming ! They attract everyone's attention! me, by forcing me to be kind : Please there are many people who look at you. -Meuf, turning suddenly : And then ?! me : You prevent people from eating. -Meuf : I fight the neck*the people me ! Nothing to tell me so continue your work! Oula ! She will calm down though ! That's what I hate the most, when you speak nicely and the person in front feels wings growing. me : On the other hand we calm the nerves stp because I am not your girlfriend ! You came to eat and not to mess, so either you continue your order quietly or you take your fishmonger with you and you get out of here! The guard arrives and pulls them out of the fast food. His people are fed up like that, WAllah. I have nerves for the day the tfu. People who take from above.. I thought it was the worst thing that could happen to me today until I lifted my head to take the next order. Me, frowning : But what are you doing here ?! A : I came to eat what a question! me : Ah no ! First we'll have to explain what happened last time! It's Amir. Yes the unknown guy who took the liberty of sticking his lips to mine. The last time I wanted to have an explanation about his act he left. So now that I see him, he has better explain to me! -A : But what the fuck do you want ?! I just wanted to eat and finally I end up with a bitch! No, but I dream of Allah ! He allows himself to insult me with bitch ?! It is not possible ! me : I will not take your order ! I want explanations first! He gives me a black look. I admit it scared me. - A : I didn't understand how it is that I go out to eat and that I cross your dirty mouth ! me: Beh you know what ?! The dirty mouth it pisses you off! -... : What is happening here ?! I make big eyes. I know that voice, and it's my boss's. Oh there ! - Me, making as if nothing happened : Nothing I was just talking with monsieur ! A : She is a liar ! I wasn't talking to her at all ! She refused to take my order! -P : How is it ?! You refuse to take orders from customers ?! me, starting to stress : I.. A : I don't know how you can use cones like her wAllah ! She's not even doing her job properly! I turn my head towards him. I see in his eyes that he is ready to destroy me in front of my boss. What did I do to her?! P: Irma, I'm sorry but I'm gonna have to fire you. It's not our policy not to take orders. Besides, you had a fight earlier with clients. Tomorrow we're gonna tell me new things about you. I prefer to stop things before all my clients come. Me : What? No no no no ! All but not that ! No, Rabi, I'm not begging you! P: He heard you right. It's okay, I have tears in my eyes. Not that ! I can't get fired from my job! I turn to Amir and see that he is coming out of the fast food. I can't let him go like that. I take my bag and my vest and run behind Amir who had already left the fast food. I catch up with him and block his way. He looks down at me. me : Are you happy ?! Have you seen what you did?! He's trying to get through, but I'm stopping him. me : You will not leave ! Look what you did ! I got fired because of you! A : You just had to do your job properly ! Get out now! I can't help but shed my tears. I don't have a job anymore, which means I can't pay my dad for the medicine. And that's out of the question! me : No ! Fuck you realize what you did ?! Are you a monster or something ?! Since the first time we saw each other you've ruined my life! -A : It is rather you who spoil my life with your voice ! Close your mouth a little and get out I don't have your time! me : I... I don't continue my sentence because of his look. Looks like a machine gun. I lower my head because really that look it's horrible. me : I could no longer pay my father for the medicine because of you ! I don't know who you are, but I hate you! I turn around and go to my car while crying. I have hatred ! Tfu ! I had been working there for three years and he had to come to get me fired! I decided to go for a walk with my parents. They don't live very far away. A little over 20 minutes. Once I arrive, my mother opens me up and she is surprised to see me. M : Irma ? Chkat diri hna ? (What are you doing here ?) me : Aren't you happy to see me? -M : Of course if ! But it seems to me that you finish the job at 20 hours and it's not even 17 hours! me, by looking away : Uh.yes I had a problem. M : And what is this problem? Me : Uh, I'd have to go inside and explain it to you. -M : Ah yes semhilia benti wAllah I do not know where I have the head ! (Ah yes excuse me my daughter I don't know where I have head !) I don't know where your head is either, mom, because yes, since just now we've been talking in front of the door. Fatigue plays tricks! She lets me in and we'll sit in the living room. me : Is Dad here? -M : No, he went for a walk outside. But explain to me why you are here when you are supposed to be working? me : Actually, I got fired. M : What ? But how is it done? me: Even I did not understand WAllah. -M : What exactly happened? me : Actually, there is a... I interrupt because I don't know how to call this guy real. Is he a man ? A con ? A monster ? I don't know too much. -Me, continuing : ...a guy who came to the diner and I did not want to serve him his order. -M, frowning : w hlech ? (And why ?) Uh. is that what I have to tell him that this guy who is completely unknown to me kissed me in the middle of the street ? And what's more, his parents saw us and they think I'm his fiancee. And then I'll tell him that I absolutely don't know why this asshole did this. No, no, I think I'm going to shut up. me, stuttering : Reason..genre why I did this? -M : Yes why did you refuse him his order? me : Actually, I did not refuse him his order. I wanted to talk to him, but he didn't. So I told him I wouldn't take his order until he answered my question. After the boss arrived, he told her that I refused to take his order and that's why I was fired. -M : What was the subject you wanted to talk about so that you refuse to take his order? This question was obvious. me, by diverting the subject: I know more. But anyway mama is not the most important. The most important thing is that I am looking for work. -M : Let my daughter down. I've already seen a family looking for a cleaning lady, so I can go there. Me: Mama I don't want you to work. Worked enough. I don't want you to break your back. M: I know you're thinking about me, but I have to work to pay your father for the medicine. And then it would allow you to focus on your studies I want you to succeed. I sigh. Tell me that you too don't like your parents breaking their backs at work ? Every night, see them come home tired..me anyway I don't like. And then mine of nothing, maid is not nothing. There are some who denigrate this job but it is a super tiring and trying job especially when it is with someone who has to do the cleaning. Me : I just have to work where you said ! -M, laughing : Ohh ! You're not tired of disagreeing with me ! I told you I'm going to work ! And you can't say anything, I'm still your mother as far as I know and so it's me who decides! I laugh despite my shit day. My mother will never change. But I love him like that. And she said her last word. She'll go to work even though I don't agree. All because of this Amir ! I hate him !