OH LIFE “I MUST SURVIVE” (EPISODE SEVEN)

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…again. She had no hope of getting help anymore.

“Don’t mind her,” said the women in the other stall. Those were the women who had refused to help Tesa.

“Let’s go to your mother,” the woman told Tesa. Tesa held her hand and almost dragged the woman along.

Jarin was lying on the mat when they reached her. The woman put the back of her hand in Jarin’s nose. This way she would know if Jarin was still breathing. Jarin turned just at the moment…

“You are here Tesa,” she asked. “Who is with you?”

“It is the mother in that stall there.” answered Tesa “She has come to help you.”

“Good,” Jarin said. “Let me have your hand kind woman.”

Jarin put Tesa’s little hand in that of the kind woman and said, “Whoever you are; I live my daughter with you. You can’t help me not to die but you can help this little girl to live and in that way, help me. From today she has become your daughter. Take care of her. You will have enough money to look after her. Anyone who is kind to Tesa will be blessed and anyone who is unkind to her will suffer.”

Jarin breathed deeply once more. She let out the breath, she had died.

“She is dead,” said the kind woman. Tesa flung herself on her mother, held her neck in her arms her face rubbing that of her dead mother.

“No! No! Mother, you can’t die like that, you are too sweet to die. You can’t leave me alone in this big city. Where shall I go?” she went on and on.

The kind woman gently lifted Tesa up and held her against herself.

“Don’t cry any more little girl,” she said. “I’ll take you home with me. You shall become my daughter/ I have a daughter like you and I have two other children. You’ll be my forth child…to be continued on Thursday.

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