Micaela chose to remain silent, knowing that Carlos only wanted to match the two.
Alba, who naturally knew his intention, was speechless for a moment.
After a good while, she looked at Ernesto and relented, saying:
-Don’t you have to go back to the office? I’ll spend some time with Mica here and come and pick me up in the evening….
Then, he looked at Carlos and continued:
-Carlos, you won’t mind letting Mica stay with me during the day, will you?
Carlos smiled slightly, noticing that in her eyes there was no longer a hint of affection for himself, and turned to Micaela:
-Then stay at home, and I’ll go back to the office, okay?
Micaela nodded her head.
Carlos stroked her head affectionately before picking up his jacket on the sofa and leaving.
In turn, Alba looked at Ernesto and said in an imperative tone:
-Go to the office and you can’t come looking for me until it gets dark.
However, Ernesto pulled her by the arm towards the door and asked her:
-Stay with me to the elevator, honey.
Seeing such a scene, Micaela sat on the couch and ate the cake.
Alba complained as she was dragged by the man:
-Are you still a child without judgment and don’t know where the elevator is?
Ernesto pulled her straight out of the door, then pinned her against the wall, his thin lips almost glued against hers and spoke softly:
-Your boyfriend, me, I’m in shock and I need your comfort?
Alba tried to rebuke him, but before she could open her mouth, the man already sealed his lips….
When Alba came back in, Micaela had already finished half of her cake.
Looking at her slightly swollen lips, Micaela hurriedly looked away and asked:
-Alba, when is the appointment with the psychoanalyst from Nation Catyblaca?
Alba sat down next to her and answered:
-The day after tomorrow.
Micaela looked and said seriously:
-Alba, don’t be grumpy and insist on visiting the doctor. There will be a cure.
Alba nodded her head slightly. Deep down, she herself also wanted to be cured of this annoying psychological disorder.
-Alba, what happened yesterday? Did you and Ernesto have a fight?
Alba popped a piece of cake into her mouth and bluntly declared:
-I decided to give myself to him last night, but this guy rejected me!
She swallowed the cake, wiped her mouth and continued cursing a little angrily:
-Dammit, am I that unattractive? How many times has he rejected me? Does he really want to wait until I completely forget him?
Micaela, a little surprised, got up to pour a glass of water for her friend.
-Ernesto is such a gentleman?
Alba took the glass of water he held out to her, took a big sip and spoke suddenly:
-Mica, do you think if I should drug him like Elisa did or not?
At her words, Micaela was very astonished with her eyes wide open and said:
-You don’t need to be so dramatic.
She sat down next to Alba and continued slowly:
-He’s just afraid you’ll forget him. The happier you feel, the easier it is to forget him….
Alba was a little depressed to hear what her friend said, but in her heart she had already made up her mind.
She diverted the conversation to another topic, and Micaela didn’t ask her any more questions either.
The two of them stayed at home for the whole day. It had been a long time since they had had a day chatting casually and freely like today.
At lunchtime, the maid Sofia came over to prepare lunch, saw Micaela holding Alba’s hand and trimming her nails, and couldn’t help but feel envious of the two’s deep friendship.
When Alba saw Sofia, she felt a little uncomfortable inside, because when she still had Carlos in her heart, Sofia had once asked her to stop putting unrealistic illusions in her mister.
“Were my feelings so obvious then that both Sofia and Ernesto noticed them to me? Did Carlos sense it too?”
Looking at Micaela, who was carefully trimming her own nails, Alba felt a warmth in her heart.
“It doesn’t matter even if Carlos has discovered my feelings because he only has Mica in mind and he knows what he has to do…. It doesn’t matter as long as Mica doesn’t know.”
However, even Alba herself didn’t even realize that the moment she saw Carlos, right after forgetting Ernesto, the emotions she had felt for Carlos came back to life….
***
At dusk, Ernesto arrived at Barrio Fanslan before Carlos.
And as soon as the doorbell rang, Alba rushed to open the door.
Micaela smiled slightly as she saw her friend’s excited face.
Alba opened the door and saw the man.
Ernesto was in a very good mood when he saw Alba and said:
-Babe, we’re going home now. How about if I prepare your favorite dish, gambas al ajillo (garlic shrimp), tonight?
Alba looked at Ernesto’s mischievous smile and was very happy. As she put on her shoes, she said:
-And I want fish soup.
-And I want fish soup.
Ernesto took her in his arms and led her to the door.
-And grilled steak!
-Okay.
-I also want…
-No problem at all. Honey, I’ll do anything you want.
The two headed for the elevator holding hands.
Alba stopped suddenly and said:
-I forgot to say goodbye to Mica…..
Ernesto dragged her towards the elevator and said:
-It doesn’t matter, maybe she can’t wait any longer for you to leave right away. You’ve been bothering her all day!
-Or do you want me to hit you again?
Micaela left the room and watched the two head for the elevator holding hands, wishing that time would stand still and they could be happy together forever.
The elevator door opened and Carlos stepped out. Ernesto greeted him and Carlos, seeing that they had reconciled, nodded slightly and looked towards the door of his house.
His sweetheart, leaning on the door, seeing him arrive, looked at him with eyes full of affection, which gave him a happy feeling.
Carlos approached her, lifted her chin and kissed her softly on the lips.
-Mica, I’m back.
Micaela gave him a hug and said:
-Welcome home!
***
After dinner, Ernesto left the kitchen after cleaning the dishes and went back to his room to wash up. He then went to the living room to join Alba.
In the living room, Alba was sitting cross-legged on the couch, in her pajamas, with her long hair down and a pacifier in her mouth, flipping through the new comics she had bought today.
Ernesto sat down next to her and she immediately threw herself into his arms.
Ernesto hugged her back. The little woman who smelled like shower gel made him stir instantly, and he had to say something to distract him:
-Honey, why are you so happy?
Alba paused in her act of flipping through the book. She was still looking at the book, but her mind was no longer on the comic.
After a moment, she replied:
-Because everything you bought me are things I like.