Chapter 3

A few hours later ...           *Jordan* I sit in the living room with my best friend who advises me on the subject of the woman my stepfather brought us as my co -wife. I did not hesitate to tell him everything as I did it with my mother. Estelle is as confused with the peak as my husband's father married a woman for her child without the consciousness of the latter. I hear him whisper ...

- Estelle, I am waiting for your answer. I'm afraid this woman will come back to my house. I confided to her while she makes her nerves move - I think your husband must be an unfaithful. It is sure that it must be his well -built plan. If not, how can a man accept such a thing? Accept that his father marries a second woman for him? It's just illogical! She lets me know - So for all these four years I lived with an unfaithful?! I whispered about to cry "You have to do something Jordan," she said with regret in her eyes. I can't believe that you've been married for four years now, she adds. -What do you think I'm doing? This situation will be complicated if my stepfather is starting to be agitated for the absence of this girl - In this case you have to face your beautiful family, your stepfather does this because he knows that his son cannot revolt in the face of his decisions. So it is you who must do it to save your home. Jordan, you shouldn't give up. You must not give up my dear. It's your wedding and you have the right. She lets me know while I still cogitize it - It is understood my dear. And thank you very much for all your advice. It suits me straight to the heart. I say, showing a light smile - And when is your husband? She asks me - He often returns at 4 p.m. - I have to get to know him, and it really will make me feel good - Okay my darling, you will see it ...

A science is done ...

We stay there a few minutes before the doorbell signals us with the presence of someone. I'm going to open it up and by my surprise, it's my stepfather. Anger gets into me little by little, especially when I think of what he intends to do for my husband. I see him throwing his eyes away everywhere in the house, arms crossed behind it looks like a priest in his Catholic institution. He turns to me without seeing Estelle

- Looks like you are alone here? Where is she, Yasmine? He asks me, fixing me straight in the eyes, to detect the accuracy of my answer -She got out ... I answered, avoiding her look full of questions - How so? Do not try to lie to me, because it would not be better if I discover the truth. I know you very well and I know you did everything so that she leaves here ... - And why not? Do you think I have to stay crossed for another to come and take my place? I cut him to the floor. I am not this kind of women who let go. I will never accept the fact that Yasmine is my coepouse. It never! At the time I am alive. I make it known by facing it, while my girlfriend seems happy for me - Oh! So do you want to compete? Is that it? He shouts me with a gloomy air. I take a few steps back before putting my phone back to Estelle. - Dad, with all the respect I have for you, know that you have to buy a driving on Yannick. We are no longer at your old time when we decided on children. We are modernizing! And if you want peace in this family, abandoned this Yasmine and childbirth affair. I say this time by finger. He heads for me with all his anger to slap me when I dodge and ask my girlfriend to call Yannick ...

*Yannick* Really this matter of my father and my wife will end up? While I cogitate what to say to Dad about Yasmine, the taxi beware in front of my house, I pay before going down. I press my steps to find dad outside the house

- Naniakweti, Naniakweti, Nanianweti, ... I called you how many times? He starts while I am surprised at the way he just called me. It is true that my father never called me in my name, but it is serious today. Look at what your wife did me? He continues. Look at yourself! She closed the door on me and I stayed outside, in my own son's house? He ends up taking another mood. - Dad, I don't even understand why she did this to you. I really apologize dad .. I say while he seems with something else to tell me

- "Where did Yasmine go?"  He asks me in a low voice, creating strong beats in my heart - Dad, I think this problem was over yes? However, I told you that ... - So did you send it back? Is that it?! Does he stop me  -And why shouldn't he do it? You are a father and you must have your responsibilities !!! Indignant Jordanie, opening the door -Did you hear this lack of respect Yannick? Replica my father, impatient of a negative reaction on my part - Jordan, disappears from my sight! I don't want to see you there ... I shouted all full of anger -But darling, ... He wanted me ... she tried to explain to me before I asked her to complete her mouth. She ends up calming down hard - Yannick listen to me, I am a father and if I married Yasmine for you, what she will be a good woman for you. Jordan is not a good woman and maybe you don't know yet. She will create you in trouble as long as you live with her. Debarrasse of this woman and seeks to marry Yasmine. He quit - Dad, I'm not going to get angry with you but, know that I will never do what you ask me currently. I have long obeyed your orders and it is time for me to make personal decisions. I wish to live with Jordan because I like her. I will never do your will. I say, facing it

- Dad did you understand what he just said? Said Jordan, coming out of the house. Know that my husband loves me and I am ready for anything for him. She reassures him with a mocking smile. I sigh nervously. What does this woman want me? My father looks up for me - That's why I want you to get rid of this damn woman. He said with disdain - Dad, Jordan is not cursed! I opposed - You have to be crazy to see nothing! He is indignant again

Kplaaa! I receive an intense slap on the part of my father and which makes me go back. I keep my left hand on my cheek which makes me excruciatingly badly. My wife is shaking with rage. She wants to attack my father but I don't want it. She devours him with his gaze. I can't believe that my father slapped me in front of my wife

- I just give you a week, to get rid of this witch and take Yasmine. Just a week, if not ... he shakes his head nervously before going. I look up at my approaching wife. I can read hatred and curiosity in his eyes

- Your father slaps you for no reason and you do nothing. You let yourself be incapable before him. You are incapable! She shouts me on it while my cheek's pain gives me another intention - Do you see? You even want to cry ... incapable! Unfaithful! She continues to shout on me. I remove my cheek hand and give it a very slap on her cheek, followed good fight when another girl comes to separate us. I leave on her and lean on the wall while she grimaces with pain in the arms of her friend. I just touch my cheek who wants to inflate. Besides, it was because of her that my father slapped me and then she begins to make fun of me, insolent. I go inside to change my shirt because mine is dirty during the bastonade that I gave in Jordan. I wear another shirt and look in the mirror before going out. - You will only be an unfaithful, unable! She screams behind my back while I'm already ready for the exit door. I plan to return her account again when something retains me automatically. I perform and continue my way. At least she just humored me in front of her best friend. She pushed me to do something that I had never done, lifting my hand on her. My cheek always hurts me.

(...)

I arrive at the company and head in my office. I open and take place in front of my computer to see several calls from my superior. I try to remind him when he reminds me. I pick up and cause with him about a new project and we conclude. No sooner I focus in my work than the door opens on Daniella, the new recruit.

I put my pen and try to observe it for a few seconds. Hmm ... this girl is always radiant. Very beautiful more than yesterday.

- What do you have Yannick? She asks me with a worried air, fixing me - Nothing. I just replied - What do you have on your cheek? Did you fight? She asks me, fixing my cheek - No. I replied timidly - Someone must have slapped you. It looks like it's your fem ... she lets me know by guessing I don't let her end ... - You can leave me alone. I said, remembering the pain of this slap  - This is understood. She said nervously and out of my office is fasting. What is this girl?

*Jordan* So Yannick raised his hand on me? He beat me with all his might and would not have been the presence of my friend, at this time I may be in an inexplicable place. Aiiie, the pain continues to increase. I hurt the cheeks, back and even head. My tears flow like never before. I look at myself in the mirror to cry more. This fight was unexpected for me. I still can't believe he beat me, it's total shame for me. My beauty has even disappeared. I just cry when I feel the presence of someone

- You're just crying Jordan! Your husband has been hitting you and you've been crying for five hours?! Tell me if crying is the solution! Despite everything it is your husband and he has the right to do it again if you continue to lack respect. She said to me all shocked - This is understood. I'm not going to cry anymore. But stop saying that I lack respect. This is not the case. It's just that Yannick ... - Yannick What? She cuts me off - Let me rest Estelle. I hurt everywhere and I cannot prepare today - And where will your husband eat? - He will go to the restaurant. He himself knows that he hurt me and why should I worry about it?

I see her turn her eyes on the side before shaking her head three times and asking to leave. I'm not saying anything and lets her out. I stay lying on the sofa, grimacing in pain. I take my phone and try to explain the situation to mom when she promises to do her best to be there. I manage to close my eye for a few hours before waking up and seeing Yannick make his entry. He looks concerned and does not seem worried. I just boycott his presence. I watch him go slowly to our room before returning by throwing forwards everywhere. I pretend to sleep

-Jordanie wakes up, he said to me quite attentive as habits. It looks like nothing happened during the day. I lie down in the chair and stretch each part of my body by pushing painful cries, and unconsciously, a tear of my left eye. And anger invades me ... - You hit me during the day and now your name is me, why? I said, getting up, and showing a sad air. - It was you who pushed me to do it! He is indignant. Tell me, since we are married, have I already hit? Even once? And don't forget that you humiliated me in front of your best friend and I hope she will see me badly

I remain silent while listening to what he tells me. He must be completely embarrassed about my afternoon habit

- Jordan, despite everything I try to do for you, you still can't trust me and worse than you treat me with an unfaithful and incapable. How am I unfaithful? Unable? You will not be able to imagine the pain that I had throughout this day which has just ended badly for me, thinking that my own wife called me an incapable and unfaithful. He approaches me in a vexed tone, which leaves me uncomfortable -I was out of me, ... He's your father, I said, feeling guilty. I hear him sigh with anger - And what have you not prepared for? He asks me in a angry tone. You lacked respect for my father and you still refused to prepare. Is that it?! - I hurt Yannick everywhere, you have ...

My tears flow ... He adds nothing and hurries to go out by tchuigent. I remain to grim in pain until I see him come back with two thermos. - Take and eat. I don't want to see you in your nonsense anymore. He said to me, depositing the other thermos on the table. (...) I wake up a little strong. I look around me so as not to see my husband. I take the air panicked for a few seconds before seeing him make his entry. - You didn't tell me you were going somewhere! I said, challenging him while he plans to go out -Oh, I just have a business meeting with some of our partners. Sorry if I didn't tell you. He said to me, taking place - Wait at least that I bring you a coffee. You can't leave in this way, I reproach him - Do it quickly. I leave the room and prepare to serve him. I let him have coffee and lends myself to making the room clean. I return to the show and join him. At the same time someone toy on my door. I'm going to open - Saluuuut! Salifies me Estelle - Oh my darling! I didn't expect to see you! -Remember what you had promised me, to come back to see your husband since the last time was ... -Ah I see, I do, letting it in (...) - So, Yannick I present to you Estelle my best friend; Estelle I present to you Yannick my husband ...

I see them get closer to shake their hands. Estelle keeps her gaze fixed on Yannick and her hand always stuck against hers for more than two minutes when I remove it

-Ah Yannick, delighted to meet you, the last time I was here is the one you dared to beat your wife and ... she ends up, swallowing a few drops of saliva - What do you have Estelle? Shouted - Your husband is very beautiful and sexy, ... I just saw it. He said to me she devouring her lower lip. Congratulations to you my beautiful, she teases me -Thank you, I said quite timidly before Yannick distorts us.