"Can you stop the noise? My brown is asleep and he gets in a very bad mood when they wake him up, you should know that,” I walk to my sun and hug him, he didn't judge me by what he heard that day, he thinks everything was set up and that we weren't really fucking, I do not get him out of his doubt, this is better.
“Wonder,” he hugs me and kisses my head, “I brought Chinese food,” my spirits change immediately.
"I want to" Carla enters shouting, when she looks at Fatima, her gesture changes to a very serious one, they don't get along.
"Mother of mine," Fatima whispers, looking at her, “do you want to kill me with your beauty look?" She winks to make her feel worse.
"Easy, I kill with my hands not with my looks, now stop behaving like a damn bitch because I can be worse," suggests my best friend.
"Come on, girls, stop, you should get along well," my mother intervenes, "let's go to the dining room, I'll serve the food."
My sun gives my mother the bag and she goes ahead with my friends, “how did it go?" He looked at me.
“I can't get the baby out of the country Francesco, I don't know how I'm going to return to Italy, I don't want to stay here in Panama, I was thinking of coming back in January, but you see…”
My sun forces me to look at him, “are you doing things right? You know what...”
"Stop it please," I cut him off "I'm doing things the way they should be done, but Kahin Hamann is impossible, that man ..." I shut up and don't say more, “let’s go eat before the baby wakes up.” Hand in hand, I enter the dining room with my sun. All seated at the table, we were delighted with the banquet that Francesco brought.
"We should go out today," Carla said.
I look at her, after a week in a fucking hospital, it's the least I want, “don't say stupid things, I won't go out, I'll take care of my son and I'll rest."
Fatima arches an eyebrow, “we found you asleep," she clarifies, “you must have rested enough by now, our baby would stay with your mother and aunt.”
I snort, “it's too late," I keep giving excuses.
“And?” Carla wrinkles her nose, “this is the best time to go out and you know it, it's 8:00 pm, stop complaining. You're only 20 years old, please skinny.”
Leaving the fork on my plate, I look at her, “I am 20 years old and I am a mother, my responsibilities go ahead of fun, I will not go out to party, period,” Fatima and Carla look at each other for the first time without wanting to kill each other, when I am going to make things clear there was a knock on the door, “I will go or I'm capable of throwing all the food at you two,” I sentenced as I got up to answer the door.
"Hey lethal," Loan greets with a kiss on the cheek and makes his way through, "smells like food. Great!" The glutton yells.
“Sweet,” Lucy smiles and hugs me, I give way to her and her huge belly, when she releases me, I was in the need of air.
"Malcolm stop," I laugh at what he's doing, he kisses me on the forehead and puts me on the floor.
“Dwarf, you should get fatter,” I roll my eyes, after him my aunt comes who caresses my cheek and enters, smiling I turn and seeing him standing there and seriously, I froze immediately, I want to move away from the door to give him a pass, but it is impossible, my feet are glued to the floor, he slowly approaches me and almost touching our bodies, we look into each other's eyes.
“I come to see my son,” his breath hits my face, my heart begins to hammer with force, when one of his hands rests on my hip the hair on my body rises, but my emotion lasts a short time, it was only to push me away and be able to enter, I remain static, looking at him, he does not flinch in looking back, he goes directly to my room. I close my eyes and sigh deeply, this will not be easy. I go after him to my room.
"He's asleep and hasn't had a cough," I inform him, “everything is fine with him."
Kahin lies down next to him after giving him a kiss, "I think I'll buy you another bed, I thought this one would be softer."
I roll my eyes, “you spent a lot on that one, please, this one is fine,” his seriousness falls on me, “look at me however you want, you don't scare me and if it's to buy another I'll pay for it.” He jumps up which makes me back down, until I am stopped by the door, he approaches like a lion corners his prey.
“You say another idiocy like that and you'll deal with me, he is my son and I'll buy him everything, I don't want your sun to be taking those licenses with my son,” his smell of BOSS as always leave me silly, ‘does he think that my sun will be the one who gives me the money?
"What makes you think I need a man to have my things? You're impossible, Hamann,” I whisper, moving away from him," you can do whatever you want,” our son's babbling catches our attention, “you've already woke him up, he can hear you because he's already awake,” I say somehow irritated, they both make my life impossible, they're such for which, “you are just waking up and you want to eat,” I smile when I see him practically eat his little hands, I sit down and take him in my arms to feed him.
"I hope your sun respects what belongs to my son," the tone rises to my face and my cheeks burn, I know what he means.
"Kahin," I screech scandalized, "stop referring to things like that," he doesn't smile or change his gesture, he's being very serious.
“My son can only share with me, when you are in the same bed as that man, you should not let him touch your breasts, neither with his hands nor with his mouth.”
With my eyes wide open, I look at him dislocated, I will not let him get away with it, “then he touch them with something else." I smile to his disgust.
"Don't screw me Marilí," he growls.
“Then stop saying stupid things Kahin, stop. Who understands you, today you say that you only care about our son and now you give me a scene of jealousy, stop please,” I beg him, “you have not let me speak and…”
"I don't want to listen," he cuts me, swallowing what I feel, I focus on my son, everything is strange, everything is strange and I don't understand anything that is happening, I no longer know anything.