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Dina Malick

Two days had passed and Moab's mother was still present at home we had finished setting up the house and we had just filled the refrigerator, as well as the cupboards we had finished setting up the kitchen today I had to cook and I didn't know what I was going to do I thought I would make a simple food I opted for legs but I thought that maybe Moab's mother would accept that maybe she wouldn't want that as a meal I decided to ask Moab then I met him in the room to ask him.

Me: uh Moab I would like to ask you do you think your mother would like to eat legs?

Him: oh oh I don't know but I would like to

Me: I'm going to make some chicken maybe with rice

Him: why do you bother, Dina makes food if she doesn't want to, who cares?

Me: no, it's not right, she is visiting us and we have to please her

Him: you are nice Dina but don't tire yourself, your kindness is useless

Me: ah! I say simply before leaving

I decided to make chicken anyway, it's more correct I think

An hour later I was done and had already set the table and was about to call Moab and tell him to tell his mother that the meal was ready. They went downstairs a few minutes later and sat down at the table, the dishes were already served, all they had to do was eat them. Moab took his spoon and began to eat I looked at him to see his facial expression I did not see anything wrong, I was still looking at him when I was interrupted by a noise of crash on the ground we turned to the source of that to see that it was the mother of Moab who had just thrown his dish to the ground

She: what is this food that you serve me, bad girl

Moab: mom what is this?

She: if this thing you have chosen for a wife doesn't know how to prepare it is not my fault

Me: ah I'm sorry I didn't do it exp...

She: oh sorry don't do your fragile girl with me you are not even able to prepare well and you open your mouth to talk to me can you get out of my sight useless

Moab: I will not tolerate your insults to my wife anymore you understand if you have a problem it's with me not with Dina

She: please stop it you want this bad girl deserves only that she says before leaving

Moab Sankara

I turned to Dina she had remained silent looking at the ground when my mother left she turned around and went to get a bucket and the trash can she bent down and started to clean I could see she was sad

Me: Dina I'm sorry

She: it's not your fault

Me: it is a little bit

She: it's going to be alright I assure you, she said and continued what she was doing

I wanted to stay there but I knew that it would be useless, I had to find a way to send my mother home but how?

I went up to the room and called Amir, I hadn't had him on the phone for a long time

Me: hello

Him: Oh my, you've been overdoing it since you got married, you've been ignoring me

Me: You too don't exaggerate

Him: so how is your honeymoon

Me: Honeymoon, you're joking

Him: no

Me: there will be no honeymoon and you know why

Him: yes, have you made an appointment at the hospital?

Me: no I don't want to see a doctor at least not for the moment

Him: ok your life your choices how is my sister-in-law after the blow that you made her

Me: at the beginning, it was not ok but now it is ok little by little

Him: did you touch it

Me: no

Him: you could at least try, you never know

Me: no, forget it, I will never touch him

The door slammed and I turned around and saw Dina looking at me first in the eyes before lowering them

Me: I'll call you back

I watched Dina move around the room and wondered if she had heard what I had said

Me: Dina

Her: yes she said with a little hoarse voice

Me: I'm sorry don't cry

Her: I'm not going to cry Moab I'm fine

Me: no it's not ok to look at me I say taking her face in my hands and finally looking her in the eyes what's wrong

Her: I just miss my mom a lot

Me: I thought you didn't want to see her again, I say smiling weakly

Her: yes but I miss her

Me: I didn't tell you but they will all come today to spend a few days with us before going back

Her: Thank you, that's very kind of you.

Me: you're welcome

Her: I'm going to lie down a little bit

Me: ok go ahead I say while kissing her forehead when my lips were in contact with her skin I had a strange sensation it was pleasant.

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 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 she 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: 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 in 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 are 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 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 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: mamma...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: oh 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 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 and slowly arrived at 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 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

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