The Series Of My Life - Season 1 - Episode 135

4 years ago

The Series Of My Life - Season 1 - Episode 135

She was told to travel with her passport when next she wanted to visit another Country.

She was cleared to go into Berlin. She left the immigration check point and went outside the airport. She knew nobody in Berlin except Johnson, whom I had given her his number. I had called Johnson back in Faro airport and told him that I was coming to Berlin with Jennifer. I had told Jennifer to call Johnson if I had any problem at the Berlin Tegel airport. I had also given her €1000 to keep in her jean pocket.

Immediately after Jennifer was cleared, a Police man came to the counter where I was told to wait. The lady immigration officer gave him my passport and told me to follow him.
We got to the Police post inside the airport two minutes later. I sat on a wooden long chair and watched as the man who had taken my passport and permit card scanned them through a convex mirror. He checked severally and when it seemed that he couldn’t find anything wrong with it, he called another man.

He told the new man that he had collected my documents from the immigration but couldn’t find any fault in it. They spoke in German but they didn’t know that I knew German language. I heard everything they said.

The new man, said that Urby, the immigration lady who had given them the documents hardly make mistakes about documents. They trusted her so much and as a result, they decided to consult Portugal immigration to determine if the document was authentic.

I didn’t know how long it was going to take but I figured It would take up to an hour.
”Mr Solomon” the Police officer said as he read from the data page of my International passport, ” we are going to check your documents, please stay here and have patience. It won’t take long”
I nodded in agreement as if I had another option.

As I sat there, I wondered what Jennifer would be doing.

Has she called Johnson as I told her, was she still outside the airport hopping that I would come out soon. After some moments, I decided to concentrate and face my own troubles.

Thirty minutes later, they came out with my documents and handed it to me. They apologized for wasting my time.

According to what I heard them talking, the Police Captain at the airport had checked the papers and certified it authentic without calling Lisbon. He had told them that the Portuguese seal on the back of the permit was real.

I walked outside the airport towards the taxi stand. I saw Jennifer sitting on a chair with some white people. She was clutching her bag to protect herself from cold. We didn’t prepare to sit out in the cold for long. I walked up and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up and jumped up at the same time. I passed her immediately and motioned her to follow me. We entered a taxi and headed down into the city center. Inside the taxi, she wanted to say something but I cut her short with my hand. I told her that I wasn’t interested in talking to her. The taxi driver looked at me and then at her and decided not to interfere in our affairs.