Soul recognition

Afsatou Fall

We had just left the mosque and I received a call from the office. It was my secretary.

●Miss, forgive me for disturbing you outside of work, but we have apparently been hacked. All our computers are broken, our site is doing its own thing... So we called on a computer scientist who is on his way, but according to him it's very serious, explain to me secretary.

● Okay, I'm on my way.

I hung up and turned to mine.

●I'm sorry, I told them. I'll have to leave you, we have an emergency at work.

●What do you mean? Asks Hawa.

●I would explain to you on the way.

●Don't delay, says my mother. We have guests tonight.

●OK. Well, Hawa, let's go.

I wonder who these guests are. She has been talking to me about their visit since Tuesday, and she is talking to me about it again today, but doesn't tell me anything about who will come.

In short, we left with my car and I explained the situation to Hawa on the road.

When we arrived, we went to the basement where the generator and the central computer are located, to which all our stations at our offices are connected. The computer technician was found there.

●Good morning Mr. Kanté, I told him.

●Good morning, Miss Fall.

●So, explain to me. From what I understand, we were hacked?

●That's right. You have been attacked by cyber hackers whose identity is still unknown. They have created a kind of virus that discloses all your information, in other words everything you have done since the creation of the company. The virus changes...

He continued to explain to me what it was. I stayed there to listen, couldn't help it. It was the first time such a thing happened, we had never had a rival, so I had no idea where it could come from.

It was now three o'clock. The technician had just told me that everything was settled and that it would no longer happen again, because he had installed a more sophisticated security system. I thanked him then and he left.

We were going to rest with Hawa in my office, because all this had exhausted us. Then my phone started ringing:

●Afsatou Fall, growled my mother. What can you do that takes you so much time? Did you forget that we had a visit?

Ouh... she was angry, you have to know that when she says my full name it's not right at all. And I had completely forgotten the guests.

●Sorry Mâ, I'm coming right away.

●You're better!

And she hung up.

●Well, Hawa, if you want to see me again one day in life I'd better go home quickly.

●I see that

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Here I am now in front of the door. My mother came to open the door for me before I did.

●It's not too early! Come on, go wash yourself, change and put on something presentable.

●But...

●There is no but, come on, hop!

Well, no protest.

So I went upstairs. Twenty minutes later, I had barely finished putting on my veil when my mother entered my room to ask me to come down. I followed her to the bottom of the stairs, where we heard laughter.

I feel like they've known each other for a long time, so it's the same for me, right?

I entered the living room and greeted everyone without raising my head. I sat next to my mother, who asked me to raise my chin. When I did it, it was the shock. You will never guess who I saw in front of me.

... well, come on, guess!

It's...

The "mosqueunknow".

Seeing him, I didn't understand what was going on. So I looked at everyone, one by one, starting with my family members to try to understand.

My mother had a wide smile, my father a worried look filled with apprehension, and my brothers smiled too.

Well, you’ll have to explain it to me.

As if he had read my thoughts, my father spoke.

●So, my daughter, he began. This young man comes to see us today with his family to ask for your hand. As we are talking about your future, it is up to you to have the last word. But before answering anything, he wanted to discuss it with you to know your opinion. Go show him the terrace, and go chat with the presence of a third person.

《When two people are alone iblis is certainly the third》

I got up and he followed me, with a girl my age I guess. It must have been his sister. I led us to the terrace where there was already a table and four chairs. On the table was a tray filled with cupcakes with fruit juice. I hadn’t eaten anything all day, and my stomach started talking when I saw all this.

I couldn’t touch the first one since we had guests, and maybe even my future husband, so I abstained. We settled around the table, the young man in front of me and the girl between the two of us on my right.

●Hello, my name is Fatima N’Diang. I’m twenty-two years old, and you?

●Hello, I am twenty-three years old, and my name is Afsatou Fall.

●My name is Mohamed N’Diang I am twenty-six years old, I work at the BIM bank...

He gave me his own description but just by seeing him, we could say that he was someone responsible. But what was most important to me was to know if this man had the same principles as me the same way of seeing things or we won’t last long.

Realizing that I was a little elsewhere, he asked me:

●What’s up?

●Could I ask you a question?

●Of course, we’re here for that, go ahead.

●Are you......

And followed by a bunch of questions that were only intended to identify him or to know more about him.

●...... uh. I am a fervent believer And I work for.........

I nodded, satisfied with his answer, and waited for him to ask me because he had not yet done it since the beginning.

As if he had read my thoughts, he told me:

●I don’t ask you questions in return because I’ve already inquired about you before coming here and embarking on this path, and I know you’re a pious person. A person with a good heart and good education.

From there, I couldn’t say anything. We were just there, looking at each other.

●I’m here, Fatima intervened.

We stopped. He lowered his head and massaged the back of his skull.

●I warn you, Fatima continued. My brother is very jealous.

●No, he cut it off. I just care about what belongs to me.

●What belongs to you, huh? Fatima joked while playing with her eyelashes.

We talked a little more before joining the others. We sat down and everyone looked at me.

●So? My father asked.

●I decided…