She's The One I Want

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My beloved and I cannot stay together - or so they say. Sometimes I asked myself why? Because I don't understand, although they say we are different- or so his mother stakes.

We are different?

Like how?

I'm disturbed.

On the day I and Francis went to visit his mother for the first day, she make me understand that the relationship between me and Francis Can not work out. I sit there like a log and I was tight-lipped as if my tongue is tied, I could not even find any phrase to express my perplexity, still looking mystified, Francis asked me to excuse them " wait for me in the car, I will be there with you shortly" he pleaded. He was also stunned by his mother's action. I obeyed him and leave the room, but I pose by the door and eavesdropped. " I have to know why his mother who sounded so sweet over the phone earlier now looks so different to me when I finally meet her" I thought to myself.

" mom, why are you being like this? What is the meaning of all this? " I hear him say.

" I'm telling you the fact, I'm not being indifferent" his mother yelled at him.

"The fact! Which is....?"

"Don't tell me you don't understand my sentiment, I said you can not marry her, no son of mine will ever marry from that tribe, and I mean what I'm saying"

" mum, what are you saying? But why? She's the I love"

"Never! There are a lot of other women outside there that you can choose from, find someone else to love, I will never allow that to happen, not today, not tomorrow"

"Why can't it be her mom? I don't want anyone else, she's the one I want"

" That's impossible, I can never accept someone from that tribe as a daughter-in-law"

" Why are you being irrational? I thought you are educated enough to be speaking like this, I thought you should know better" he said

" you dare call me irrational? Call me whatever you want, I've told you what I want and that's the final, she's not even married to you yet, she has already turned you against me, then when you end up marrying her, she will make you do the worse"

"mom, she deserves a chance, she has done nothing for you to treat her this way"

" I have nothing left to say, it's either you choose between me and her, then let me know when you finally decide" she moved away while saying this.

" Ah-ah, this is too much mom, you can't just........"

The door opened and bang, everywhere was in dead silence.

That was all I heard them saying while I pose by the door, I feel bittered, my heart was heavy with words my lips may never get to utter. I moved calmly in the direction of the car we brought, then another door banged and I know it was him coming out, I watched him coming over to the car, his eyes look like when he was depleted. I struggle to seize the tears that threaten to drip down my eyes soon. He joined me in the car but I looked in the other direction.

He took a deep breath as entered the car " I know you heard everything"

I nodded my head because it was not so much of a question as it was a statement.

He tried to console me "I'm sorry about everything, I promise to sort everything out, don't see my mother as a bad person, don't worry, everything will be fine, we'll be fine"

I smiled, a pained smile, he held my hand and squeeze it gently just to comfort me, he does not sound so confident as the Francis that I know, I can even tell from his face that he isn't so sure anymore, how can I not be worried? I asked myself.

I glanced from the window to look at the house one more time, who know? It could be my last time. I was filled with uncertainty. As we leave, I closed my eyes and allow the tears to drip down, caressing my cheeks as they make their way down my chin and I began to think about the whole phenomenon.

Families we had no choice but to be born in, identities we had no choice but to embrace, because of this division called tribe, I and my beloved can not be together - or so they say.

This is a short story to demonstrate tribalism and ethnicity in our community. I will love to know your view on this in the comment section.

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