Aged 42, Mrs. Sow Fatimatou Diallo appeared at the bar of the criminal court of Dixinn this Wednesday, April 12, to testify on the death of her husband who was killed at the stadium during the massacre in 2009.
At the helm Fatimatou Diallo recounted the last moments lived with her husband Mamadou SOW. According to her, he left home on the morning of September 28 to attend the meeting of political leaders. Confident, Mamadou SOW took his breakfast and reassured his wife that he would return very early since he is not going to Madiana (his place of work) as usual. On the way out, she says he took their little baby who was just a year and 4 months old in his arms to the gate.
“When he arrived at the Koloma market, he called me to tell me that there are a lot of people there. Around 10 o’clock, he called me again to tell me that he was back from the stadium with his little brother. After that I didn’t have the courage to call him again because I was in a panic. He called me back some time later to explain to me that the stadium is packed with people, I told him to go out and try to come back home now, he told me okay he’ll be right back. hour, I spoke with my husband for the last time at 11 a.m. and the last thing he asked me was if there was power at home, ”says Fatimatou Diallo in tears.
Then, having heard nothing from her husband after several hours, Fatimatou Diallo finally learned of her husband’s death through her sister-in-law. Her phone rings and it is she (Hadja Aïssatou) who lives in Lambagnui who announces the bad news.
“I received a call from my sister-in-law who is in Lambangnui, asking me if I am aware that they shot Uncle Elhadj. I responded by saying: what? She hung up the phone when she found out I didn’t know. I was in a panic unable to do anything even get out of the house. I call her (her sister-in-law) tired and no one answered. I remembered that his big brother is next door. I called my brother-in-law Boubacar (peace be upon him) to tell him to go find out about the information given to me by my sister-in-law, some time later, he called me back to confirm that ‘they shot my husband at the stadium and he even died.
His little brother, with whom he was not very familiar with the city, returned to sleep in Bomboli where they had parked the car on their way to the stadium. He met one of my husband’s friends (Malal) who he works with in Madina who gave him the keys to my husband’s store. He says here are your husband’s keys if you want to look for him go to the morgue.
I saw the big man lying down, dying and the saliva was coming out of his mouth. They are the ones who lined up the bodies at stadium level. He had seen my husband, his colleague (for the occasion) said to him: let’s take this one, but he (Malal NRLR) said: let’s take this other first. Afterwards, they came back to take my husband’s body and send it to where the other bodies were lined up. He searched it. He found with him his license (driver’s note) and the keys. He took the keys and handed them over to my husband’s younger brother. When he announced the death to him, he did not believe it. He shook it, insisting: what are you saying? He answered: take his key.
When he (my NRLR husband’s younger brother) picked up the keys, he didn’t come home that Monday. He spent the night there. We were chatting on the phone. But he did not agree to tell us what the other said. He wanted to certify the death himself.
The next day (Tuesday) at 6 o’clock I went out… It was difficult for me to get a taxi. I came to Donka. As soon as I arrived, my husband’s younger brother who had not returned home had already informed the whole family to meet there. At the door I found the youth (Malal). He says your husband, these are the keys we got back and we gave them back to his younger brother. I directly said Elhadj (her husband) is dead. I found the whole family in the hospital. As soon as they saw me everyone started crying. They decided not to leave me there. I was sent home.
We haven’t found the body. The family came to the Faisal mosque on the day the bodies were returned. She couldn’t find him. It was a Friday. So we came back. And, since we did not find him on Saturday, there was talk of going to Kindia to make the sacrifice. We were widowed there, my co-wife and I. From there, we returned to Conakry,” said Fatimatou Diallo.