Chapter 3

I am tense all the time because of the situation we are living at home, my father's illness which worries me because of that I can be really annoying but that does not make me a bad person, those who know me well know that I am very loyal with a big heart. Apart from that, I have a boyfriend named Moussa, he is Muslim, we have been together for over a year. to tell the truth it's not a relationship that I care about, I'm not in love, he's just there to make me have a good time you see a little, because in bed he's too busy I'm always satisfied. On his side I don't think he thinks much of me he's already had to cheat on me several times but I don't care it's his problem I don't have time to manage his libido. In addition he probably has a woman waiting for him in the village why get attached to him.

In conclusion I'm single. I'm waiting for the right person even if at my age I really don't believe in it anymore. I had to make a decision, if at 35 I still don't have a real relationship I'm going to have a child and stay quiet, marriage is not for everyone. I don't blame myself for not having seized the opportunities that were offered to me, I was busy managing my family, it's my priority, if because of my family I don't have a husband it won't hurt me. Seeing them happy, seeing my father in good health makes me happy.

Currently I am unemployed yes covid 19 came to ruin everything, the company where I worked closed here we are unemployed in the meantime I had small jobs of a few months that I have already exhausted and now I am fully in the search for a job and a real one I am tired of small jobs. I do office secretarial work, communication, and marketing I have several hats that often work in my favor. I am outside this morning to go to an interview for the position of executive assistant in a telephone, communication and advertising company. I like it because I embrace all its functions, who knows maybe it is thanks to these assets that I will be recruited, I cross my fingers. The company is great, if they recruit me I will do a thanksgiving mass, I will finally be able to pay for my father's care without having headaches, I will pay off my debts. I put on a blue pantsuit and jacket with a white bustier inside, I put on heels as I like. I feel beautiful and well dressed for an interview. I'm going to stop the taxi, I mustn't be late and if I take the motorbike I could have an accident or even fall into the water ehh I don't want that kind of incident. Before going out I made my father breakfast he'll have it when he wakes up. I looked at his remedies there's a box that's finishing I'm already sick it's expensive. God will help.

I'm already on my way to wait for the taxi, they always pass loaded stuippp what's that. Time passes ohh I'm going to be late, maybe I have to cross to go to the other side because sometimes it goes on both sides especially if the road is blocked. Pfff I'm crossing''.

She rushes onto the road, a car that was coming saw her from afar and braked just in time, she fell. A man gets out of the car, he rushes to get her up, Carla exclaims nervously.

ehh you didn't see me? You could have killed me.

sorry ma'am I didn't see you you could have been careful or even looked before crossing.

She gets up looking at her clothes that she starts to rub to remove the dust.

and besides it's my fault is that it. When you're in your big cars do you still look ahead stuippp real nonsense.

The man looks at her he doesn't know what to do, it's obvious that he really blames himself.

once again excuse me.

Dido get out of here with that. Are your excuses going to clean my outfit? You know where I was going. If it's witchcraft, know that you can't fool me. Have a nice day.

She rushes to the other side of the road and the man gets into his car, he continues on his way. Carla takes a handkerchief out of her bag and cleans her shoe which has got a bit muddy. She fixes her hair, glances at her watch, if she takes a taxi again she'll be late so she might as well take a motorbike. It's nervously that she starts to stop a motorbike muttering insults.

a bastard like that. Luckily there wasn't any water on the road otherwise I'd be wet all over stuippp.

A motorbike driver stops in front of her.

where are we going beautiful you're talking to yourself.

She's champing at the bit before answering.

leave me at the Oxford company.

that's going to be 500 miss we're not covering up.

because you think I look like someone who covers up.

''Yes, it often takes that to make people believe that we are not suffering when I only have 1000 francs in the big handbag I am holding lol ''.

ehh miss don't get angry come on come on you are very angry the father didn't sleep well at night?.

She bursts out laughing and gets on the motorbike.

All along the way she tells the incident to the motorcyclist who listens to her attentively and applauds her for having insulted this gentleman who thinks he can do anything because he has a big car.

In the meantime at the Oxford company. The same vehicle that almost knocked down the beautiful Carla earlier has just parked in the large courtyard of the company. The gentleman gets out and is accompanied by a security guard to his office.