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My family had arrived and since then I had not said a word because I was with the guests of Moab's mother, it seems she invited them to spend a few weeks with us, strangely I did not like it very much I did not know who they were and moreover they are acquaintances of Moab's mother who does not like me much. It was a woman named Evelyne, her daughter Vicky and her niece Mata who came with her son. Evelyne was of mixed race, her daughter was black and so was her niece, apparently they were originally from Senegal but were born and raised here. Mrs. Evelyne and her daughter did not seem to like me, Mata I would say was indifferent.

Moab's mother: she is the one that Moab married without informing me, I don't know where she comes from, her family and her must be profiteers, a good girl could never have done what she did

Evelyn: really how are we going to do now vicky was supposed to marry Moab and now this fool has come to ruin everything.

Moab's mother: oh don't worry, his stay here is short, do you hear me Dina, soon you will be out of this beautiful house, he said, pointing to the outside

Vicky: Your name is Dina, isn't it?

Me: we come from Senegal

Vicky: did you go to school or were you raised to be a housewife?

Me: uh no I went to school

Vicky: so you have diplomas

Me: just the baccalaureate

Her: really she says laughing. I understand why you look so stupid, stupid how can you think that a man like Moab who has everything can love you the oddball and illiterate room

Me: excuse me but don't insult me I have done nothing to you

She: oh you didn't do anything barge into our lives mess up our plans that's not doing anything you're really stupid, moreover you're without style look at your clothes, rags that must cost how much 1$ or less, if Moab really loved you he should buy you valuable clothes.

Me: Clothes don't change anything, listen to me.

I wanted to continue when I heard Moab's voice asking me to come down to see my family, I got up relieved but my ego had taken a big hit as well as my self-esteem if I had any at all because of whom? I went downstairs and I saw everyone downstairs I looked at them with an immense sadness I did not feel able to support Moab's mother nor even his friends who had just arrived I saw my mother I only wanted to run into her arms and beg her to take me home this wedding was starting badly

Me: well...good evening I had so much to say this word because I needed only one thing to cry.

Mom: my baby Dina how are you?

Me: maman....mamma I say getting closer to her. I am fine I say as I feel my eyes fill with the gun.

Mom: what's wrong Dina. I said nothing and took her in my arms.

Me: you're going to go home and leave me here alone, don't go, don't leave me please

Mom: Dina you are now married

Me: mom I never wanted this marriage and even more now

Irma: orh stop being so dramatic you are very annoying

Mom: Irma stop

Daddy: Dina we are going home my daughter, to our country, you have to take care of yourself, of your house, of your husband

I looked at him and took him in my arms and told him that I loved him.

Me: I could serve you something to eat before you leave, one last time

Dad: Okay.

An hour later they were all gone and I was thinking that I would certainly not see them again for 4 years I don't know, maybe never, Irma left without saying anything to me, I really thought that it would be ok but no, now I'm alone in this country, dependent on a man whose mother wanted to kick me out, super Dina, really super. I was just cleaning up after my family left when Moab's mother and her guests came downstairs and came to me.

Moab's mother: Dina serves us food

Me: oh oh but madam I...I served all the food to my family there is no more

She: what do you mean there is no more food so we must be starving

Me: no, not at all, I didn't foresee that you would have guests, so I just planned the food for my family and Moab and me, because last time you didn't want to eat

Her: and you think that your family is more important than us

Me: no it's not that I'm going to prepare something for you ....

Before I finished my sentence a slap had already landed on my cheek I remained as immobilized I could not believe it, I did not understand what had just happened to me. Moab was coming down the stairs and had seen the whole scene

She: so that next time you won't finish the food on your stupid family

Moab: Mom, what did you just do?

She: to correct your wife that rude

I was still standing there not knowing how to react.

Moab: did someone ask you to do that? no I don't think so if you touch my wife again you will see mother or not

She: you talk to me like that because of your stupid wife, that bad girl

I didn't hear anything more, I left then this place I went up the stairs slowly arrived in the room I sat on the bed. I could not hold my tears any longer, I did not have the strength. Moab entered the room and sat down next to me.

Him: I'm sorry Dia

Me: Moab....Moab.....Moab what did you do......or what did I do to you.....Dina.....maybe......I did.......something wrong.....I'm sorry......I'm really sorry but please... . please.....let me go home.......I'm not strong......I can't take it.....all of your mother's insults.......her disrespect.....but you know who is the author of all this...... .it's you and you alone......I should never have met you......I should never have talked to you......you are a misfortune in my life...my family has never been insulted in this way.......and today because of you ......of you Moab Sankara we are doing it.....I don't want to live with you.....I told you that this marriage should not take place but.....you did everything.....you insisted and here are the.....consequences.

Him: I'm sorry Dina

Me: no you are not.....as long as you are not the one being insulted......it's okay I have to put up with everything......because I am a woman the slave and you are a man the king......I can't take it anymore.....these insults......I want to go away with my family........I want to go home to Moab.

Him: you will not go back, I will not let you go.

Me: Then do not speak to me anymore

Him: Dina

Me: I am very serious Moab don't talk to me anymore

To be continued.............