Carlos secretly gauged Moses’ mother’s reaction.
The photo above is a picture from Micaela’s book, she looks so excited and obviously knows this person…..
Moses’ mother does recognize the man in the photo and is full of disbelief….
She, she couldn’t have left Salamonsa, ever!
So, did she give her daughter away?
Moses saw his mother’s reaction and went over to look at her. When he saw the person in the photo, his first reaction was to think it was Micaela, but he immediately discarded the idea because the photo was very old, the background, the dress, everything indicated that it was at least a decade old….
But she really looks so much like Micaela? no, maybe I should say, Micaela looks so much like her!
This person is definitely Micaela’s mother!
Moses tried to move the photo closer to get a closer look, but Moses’ mother raised her hand to prevent him.
-Go away and sit on the other side of the room!
The tone was very nonchalant, which caused Moses to sit back down on the sofa across from Carlos in a depressed manner.
Moses’ mother looked at the photo and slowly sat up, no one knew how fast her heart was beating, the mixed emotions were going to bring her down, she just sensed who would be in the next photo….
Shuddering as she substituted the bottom photo for the top one….
She looked down for a long, long time, and Carlos couldn’t see her expression, only her hands trembling slightly….
Carlos frowned, he had lived through countless negotiations in which the pace advanced in his own hands, and not once had he been as passive as today….
-How is he?
After a long while, Moses’ mother finally spoke, with some tremors in her voice….
Carlos’ expression sank and he answered slowly.
-It was my mother, who died twelve years ago, and the doctors concluded that she died of poisoning.
Dead…
Big tears fall from Moses’ mother….
Patricia died, died at the end, that year of meeting, actually became the last….
Moses’ mother was crying inconsolably and both felt the intense sadness emanating from her….
After a while, Moses’ mother adjusted her emotions, sniffled and looked at Carlos, measuring him carefully, with a complex look in which there seemed to be some affection, some sadness, some reluctance….
Carlos also met her gaze and guessed that she definitely knew his mother, and Micaela’s mother, and, most likely, was very close, perhaps a good friend….
-Time flies, and before you know it you are so big….
Moses’ mother looked at Carlos, then at her son, and sighed with feeling.
-Micaela, as you call her, certainly has the “deed” on her, and as you deduced, the fifteen-year deadline is approaching and she has little more than a year left.
Carlos snorted, a dull, vicious ache in his heart, unable to catch his breath, his Micaela, she really has such a terrible “contract”….
Moses rested his elbows on his knees as his mother’s comment was as hard to take in as Carlos’, lowering his head….
Moses’s mother suddenly looked at Moses and asked.
-Moses, do you like Micaela?
Although the question is phrased interrogatively, there is a touch of discretion in the tone.
Moises looks up, looks at his mother and then at Carlos, a little puzzled as to why his mother is suddenly saying this, she has been told that Micaela is Carlos’ girlfriend….
Moises’ mother suddenly stood up and looked at Carlos with a dry and cutting tone.
-Mr. Aguayo, I can take Micaela back to Salamonsa in six months to break the “contract” but, you are not my son and I cannot take you back, you agree, go and get her a visa and, get her and Moises a marriage license, you must know very well that these are the necessary documents to enter Salamonsa These are the necessary documents to prove your identity.
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Micaela and Alba spent half the day drawing at the hotel and everything was going well until lunchtime when the doorbell rang.
It was the delivery staff, the food was on the table and the two men reacted to the knowledge that it had been delivered from the same restaurant the night before.
Micaela examined the dishes on the table and was surprised to see that these, all the ones she had preferred from the previous night’s dinner….
Micaela was touched in her heart, the previous night’s meal was really to her liking and she ate happily, but Carlos really scored his favorite dishes….
At the end of the meal, several after-dinner desserts were brought out in delicate shapes, mousse pudding….
The night before she ate all of her share, Carlos saw she wasn’t finished so he gave her his and she ate half of it with no problem….
Micaela counted five portions, was he trying to feed her like a pig?
Full of sweetness, the girl took her phone and took a picture of the food on the table for him, then sent him a few words.
-Carlos, it’s time to eat, I’ll save you one for dessert, do you want one?
Micaela was a little surprised when she didn’t hear from Carlos until they finished eating.
After dinner, the two of them stayed together on the couch for a while. Alba basically didn’t close her eyes, hugging her phone and Ernesto all mushy, eating and smiling a little later, full of sweetness, making Micaela a little envious and picking up her phone too.
A new message appeared and Micaela’s heart skipped a beat; it must be Carlos who had answered.
Open up, really.
-No dessert, just you.
The girl blushed instantly and with unbridled joy.
Carlos’ message was sent again.
-Micaela is my most delicious dessert, have you forgotten?
Micaela suddenly remembered that a long, long time ago, before entering Brillantella, in the car, he kissed her and told her that she was his most delicious dessert….
Alba approached unexpectedly, scanned the dialogue box with her eyes and looked at Micaela mischievously.
-Wow, Micaela has been abused again, do you want me to teach you how to defend yourself?
Micaela blushed slightly and asked unconsciously in turn.
-How do you defend yourself?
Halfway through, she reacted again, blushing and shaking her head.
-Alba, stop doing it….
Alba smiled like a cat that has stolen a fish.
-Micaela, answer quickly, he’ll be happy to read it.
Are you having fun?
Micaela’s heart skipped a beat and she ran to the other couch, clutching her phone to prevent Alba from reading that shy talk, struggling for a moment to type bravely.
-Then I’ll wait for you to come back for dessert.
My heart was racing the moment I posted it, Micaela, you’re getting so shy and impatient….
Alba snuck up behind Micaela at some point and watched as she sent the message and spoke out loud.
-Micaela you’re no good, you’re going to say, then I’ll wait for you to come back to eat me! Eat me! Guaranteed to want to get horny instantly.
Micaela screamed and hid her phone, embarrassed and annoyed.
-Alba, you can’t make fun of me!
Alba smiled brightly as she walked to the front of the couch and lifted Micaela up.
-Well, I’m not going to tease you, the consequences are the same anyway, Micaela, the layout is definitely on schedule, how can you come to Fracimon Nation and not go shopping? The return flight is in the afternoon, there is still time, let’s go shopping!