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Me: Is one missing?

Idriss: no, she's waiting for us at the entrance

Me: okay

We parked arrived at the entrance we saw Inna she followed us said hello he searched us went inside started little by little for a while I had a serious desire for a candy apple no one wanted to accompany me

Moussa: I'll pass you €8, you'll take 4

Me: accompany me imagine I'm being hit on

Idriss: don't worry

In the end I won foamed my accompanied I bought myself an ice cream and a toffee apple I ate my ice cream quietly joined the others played games then around 5 p.m. decided to go back to school the boys arrived decided to stay down I give them a hug and thank them got ready to go up when you see Bilel I walk with my brace towards him I give him a hug he carries me naan Bilel it's too much my friend wallah

Him: where were you little head??

Me: O Tacos and a big head fair

Him: hum vazy go up bagra I'll call you later

Me: you don't call me bagra tchiip ok ok

Went upstairs with Inna, said hello to the parents, helped the mama eat, then moved to our room, each lay down in our bed.

Inna: Are you dating bilel?

Me: no it's my friend wsh

Her: how he looks at you wouldn't say like I'll call you later

Me: MDR were you and with Yssa?

Her: cava 5 months?

Me: Ma sha Allah it's good little sister

We continued to talk then my mother called us to eat at the place on the table ate there was everyone it was mafé they started to eat

Baba: You are Fatou, you are growing up, my daughter, you cook very well like your mother, my sha allah, you pass your baccalaureate in a few weeks, your interest in having it with honors

Me: In Sha Allah Baba

Moussa: why are you giving him lots of compliments like that

Baba: because your mother and I have decided to marry Fatou to Jibril

Us: WHAT?

Me: MDR never in life, dad also got sick

Baba: if you are going to get married and you have no say?!

Me: in tears baba you can't do that to me please baba I'm too young and then not with Jibril he scares me he's crazy in his head

Baba: your mouth, you're going to get married, it's for your own good, ok?

Me: in tears mossy, Idriss please?

Moussa: whispering to me go to your room and talk to him

Me: hmm

I get up and go to my room when my phone rings

Incoming Call: Bilel ????

Me: A… Hello?

Bilel: yeah your what?

Me: Bilel they want to marry me to Jibril is mentally ill

Him: huh what? Who ?

Me: crying my parents wallah bilel I can't you know me he scares me too much he's crazy snif

Him: crying don't stop crying ok? I will call Moussa

Me: ok thank you

He hangs up I call the girls in conference

Me: hello?

Assa: yeah cava?

Sofia: yeah and you?

Me? Not at all

Assa: what is it?

Me: my parents want to marry me to Jibril, a mental patient

Sophia: no

Me: yes

I collapse on the phone she comforted me trying to reassure me a lot but it's barely lost in the good 10 min she succeeded and everything continued to talk then hung up when it knocked it was Idriss he sits down

Me: so?

Him: the daron and the daronne they are hot for you to get married I have all tried but it's dead

Me: whatever you want but not him he's crazy I'm afraid of him he's sick Idriss

Idriss: I don't trust him either

Me: what the hell did I do

Idriss: hush stop crying

He takes me in his arms when the door opens again it was foamy he sits down

Him: you really don't want to marry him??

Me: all but not him, he's crazy in his head, I really don't trust him

Moussa: have come down and you tell Baba that your already someone

Me: but I have no one foamed

Him: if he asks you who it is, you'll say it's Bilel

What me ? But that's my homie wsh

Him: you prefer to get married to Jibril, there's no problem

Idriss: it's better that you marry Bilel and 6 months later you divorced and hop

Me: but he's an Arab? And then bilel he is aware

Moussa: yeah don't worry, he had the idea

Me: but he has no apartment, no work??

Moussa: if he has a job but no apartment, then you will stay with us for a while

Me: ok ok

Idriss: you can always count on us little sister

Me: thank you

I give them a hug then they go to the living room I sit with them

Me: Mama, baba I agree to get married but not with him?!

Mama: why your someone?

I do

Baba: who?

Me: Bilel5

Me: Is one missing?

Idriss: no, she's waiting for us at the entrance

Me: okay

We parked arrived at the entrance we saw Inna she followed us said hello he searched us went inside started little by little for a while I had a serious desire for a candy apple no one wanted to accompany me

Moussa: I'll pass you €8, you'll take 4

Me: accompany me imagine I'm being hit on

Idriss: don't worry

In the end I won foamed my accompanied I bought myself an ice cream and a toffee apple I ate my ice cream quietly joined the others played games then around 5 p.m. decided to go back to school the boys arrived decided to stay down I give them a hug and thank them got ready to go up when you see Bilel I walk with my brace towards him I give him a hug he carries me naan Bilel it's too much my friend wallah

Him: where were you little head??

Me: O Tacos and a big head fair

Him: hum vazy go up bagra I'll call you later

Me: you don't call me bagra tchiip ok ok

Went upstairs with Inna, said hello to the parents, helped the mama eat, then moved to our room, each lay down in our bed.

Inna: Are you dating bilel?

Me: no it's my friend wsh

Her: how he looks at you wouldn't say like I'll call you later

Me: MDR were you and with Yssa?

Her: cava 5 months?

Me: Ma sha Allah it's good little sister

We continued to talk then my mother called us to eat at the place on the table ate there was everyone it was mafé they started to eat

Baba: You are Fatou, you are growing up, my daughter, you cook very well like your mother, my sha allah, you pass your baccalaureate in a few weeks, your interest in having it with honors

Me: In Sha Allah Baba

Moussa: why are you giving him lots of compliments like that

Baba: because your mother and I have decided to marry Fatou to Jibril

Us: WHAT?

Me: MDR never in life, dad also got sick

Baba: if you are going to get married and you have no say?!

Me: in tears baba you can't do that to me please baba I'm too young and then not with Jibril he scares me he's crazy in his head

Baba: your mouth, you're going to get married, it's for your own good, ok?

Me: in tears mossy, Idriss please?

Moussa: whispering to me go to your room and talk to him

Me: hmm

I get up and go to my room when my phone rings

Incoming Call: Bilel ????

Me: A… Hello?

Bilel: yeah your what?

Me: Bilel they want to marry me to Jibril is mentally ill

Him: huh what? Who ?

Me: crying my parents wallah bilel I can't you know me he scares me too much he's crazy snif

Him: crying don't stop crying ok? I will call Moussa

Me: ok thank you

He hangs up I call the girls in conference

Me: hello?

Assa: yeah cava?

Sofia: yeah and you?

Me? Not at all

Assa: what is it?

Me: my parents want to marry me to Jibril, a mental patient

Sophia: no

Me: yes

I collapse on the phone she comforted me trying to reassure me a lot but it's barely lost in the good 10 min she succeeded and everything continued to talk then hung up when it knocked it was Idriss he sits down

Me: so?

Him: the daron and the daronne they are hot for you to get married I have all tried but it's dead

Me: whatever you want but not him he's crazy I'm afraid of him he's sick Idriss

Idriss: I don't trust him either

Me: what the hell did I do

Idriss: hush stop crying

He takes me in his arms when the door opens again it was foamy he sits down

Him: you really don't want to marry him??

Me: all but not him, he's crazy in his head, I really don't trust him

Moussa: have come down and you tell Baba that your already someone

Me: but I have no one foamed

Him: if he asks you who it is, you'll say it's Bilel

What me ? But that's my homie wsh

Him: you prefer to get married to Jibril, there's no problem

Idriss: it's better that you marry Bilel and 6 months later you divorced and hop

Me: but he's an Arab? And then bilel he is aware

Moussa: yeah don't worry, he had the idea

Me: but he has no apartment, no work??

Moussa: if he has a job but no apartment, then you will stay with us for a while

Me: ok ok

Idriss: you can always count on us little sister

Me: thank you

I give them a hug then they go to the living room I sit with them

Me: Mama, baba I agree to get married but not with him?!

Mama: why your someone?

I do

Baba: who?

Me: Bill