THE UNEXPECTED OF A MEETING

She has the hatred that I brought her back to the hospital mdrrr. ***** We're on our way home. My mother has her splint on her foot and we went to the pharmacy t

t even know Amir lived here. And the only thing I've come here for is to work. Nothing else. He doesn't answer me but takes his cell phone and makes a call. -R : Hello ? Houria ? Eji hefek lhendi fel mekteb. (Allo ? Houria ? Come stp to my house in the office.) Who is this Houria ? I immediately get the answer to my question because at this very moment, it is the mother of Amir who returns. So it's her Houria. Seeing me she smiled. But damn ! I'm not your degenerate son's girlfriend! - H : What a surprise ! Is my daughter okay? me : Are you okay? -H : It's all right. We had to warn us of your visit, we would have prepared some little things. R : Houria. I'm gonna tell you something. She didn't come to visit us. She wants to work. Mrs Houria frowns. H : My daughter ? You want to work in Amir's house ? It doesn't happen. -R : Yes. That's why I have to refuse your signing of the contract. I close my eyes. Yesterday we had to search with Eylul, we found no one who recruits. Trust me, I'd be gone if I knew there was work somewhere else. But there's nothing there. And you have to pay for the medicine to my father! Me : I..no ! Please listen to me, I swear your son has nothing to do with me and I have nothing to do with him ! I have to work, it's urgent! Mr. Redouane shakes his head. But in what language will I tell them ?! -R : What will people say about us, if they see that my boy's girlfriend is employed in our house ? No, I can't be sorry. me : I'm not the girlfriend of... -... : What happens here ? We all stop talking and look who's just talking. To my great misfortune, it's Amir. Seeing me, he frowns. A : What are you doing here?! And two seconds later, he grabs my arm and pulls me out of the office. me : But let go of me ! What are you doing here! A : .... me : But in what language I must tell you ! You're hurting me! -A : Close your mouth a little! me : But you're a sick man ! Let go of my arm! He does not answer me and continues to move forward. He walks into a room and I notice it's a room. Could it be her room? -A, letting go of my arm : It's amazing how you talk too much! Ignoring Me: What am I doing here? -A, throwing me a black look : Exactly ! It's up to you to tell me ! What are you doing here ? Say ! What are you doing in this house?! I sigh. me : I have no account to give you back ! Let me out! -A : I don't want to get upset so talk ! He's sick how he talks to me. But I feel like if I don't answer him, he's never gonna let me out. me : I came to work. It goes hand in hair. A : And you didn't think there was a problem?! me : How could I know you lived here ?! And all of this is your fault ! It's because of you that I got kicked out of fast food ! So don't blame me for looking for work! A : And so. You really think they're gonna agree to make you work? Me : No. And it's your fault ! Why did you tell them that, huh ? Since when am I your girlfriend?! He's not answering back. I don't know yet what's going on today. I find myself with the person I least want to see! me, lowering in a tone: I am obliged to work. I have medicine to pay my father. A: They will refuse to have you sign the contract. me : Find me a solution then ! He does the cents of course not always on the nerves. He can blame himself only. He lied to his parents for no reason, and now I'm the one paying the consequences. Under the pretext that I'm Amir's girlfriend, they don't want me to work for them. A : I found it. Me : Found you? -A, approaching me : Yes