Micaela?
Micaela’s heart instantly beat faster as she stared incredulously at Carlos, who was leaning over her, his deep eyes coated with tender love, his thin lips upturned….
-You, Carlos, what did you call me?
Since their reunion in Salamonsa, he has been her girl and he has only called her Moya a couple of times on special occasions….
She wondered if she had heard wrong…
Carlos caressed her cheek with one hand, letting delicate kisses fall on her forehead, cheek and lips…
-Micaela, Micaela, Micaela, Micaela, little fool, all things come back to me….
Micaela was so startled that she grabbed his hand and tried to sit up, asking anxiously:
-Are you okay, are you okay?
She just said the word Micaela before, she vomited blood and fainted, now why did she suddenly remember, it’s a big sin….
His mind went back to what he saw when he arrived at the hospital earlier, the pained expression on her face….
Carlos’ heart was full of joy and gratitude and he held her gently by the shoulders to prevent her from getting up.
-I am not well in front of you Micaela, thank you….
This gentle woman, who gave birth to his child and he became a father, is more than grateful….
Rain came in, with a shamelessly flirtatious tone in her mouth.
-She comes in to show her love, Mr. Aguayo, and doesn’t even ask where her son is?
Carlos straightens up and looks around, yes, where is the child?
Lluvia felt more and more like laughing and was thrilled that his first reaction was to go to Moya and thank her for leaving his son and taking the initiative to explain:
-Your son was born at 11:58 in the morning, weighing 2, 6 kg, although he is only 35 weeks, actually the fetus is mature, but in our area, not reaching 37 weeks is considered premature, that’s why they put him first in the incubator and sent him to the neonatal unit, tomorrow I will see if I can take him out for you.
Carlos’ eyes were full of gratitude.
-Thank you.
Lluvia’s heart also swelled with joy.
-I can’t tell you how many people I’ve delivered to myself, but today was the most fun I’ve ever had.
Micaela looked at her, also infinitely grateful, and was about to speak when Lluvia beat her to it.
-Moya, we’ll take our time later, you’re tired, get some rest.
Then she looked at Carlos.
-Make an exception and let you stay here with her, but don’t disturb her, she is very tired and exhausted, let her sleep whatever she has to say.
Carlos nodded cautiously.
Postnatal rest is important and he has done his homework.
Lluvia gave Micaela a mischievous squeeze.
-Moya, I’m going back to Estela, remember to think about what I told you about ‘brotherly love’!
After saying that she turned around, explained a few things to the nurse who was staying here with her, opened the door and went out.
The only ones left in the observation room are Micaela and Carlos.
He walked over to a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand, his deep eyes full of love, affection and gratitude.
Micaela was also looking at him excitedly and had so many questions to ask him….
-Carlos…
-Shh, sleep, rest, I am here with you.
Carlos coaxed her gently, it was already past midnight, she had gone to bed in the morning on a normal day and she had had such a hard time giving birth, she was already deflated….
Micaela does not obey, she wants to know so badly….
-Be good, get some sleep, I’m always here, I’ll tell you everything you want to ask….
Unlike you, little devil, how many things are you hiding from me?
Knowing that your scruples, your intentions are for her sake, Carlos can only take care of her and guard her with all his love….
Micaela looked at him, still a little reluctant, but very sleepy, his big hand gently stroked her forehead, so that she slowly relaxed, obediently closed her eyes, thinking it would be better to rest two hours earlier….
It was a deep, deep sleep, and she awoke to find herself asleep in Carlos’ arms, her head resting on his arm, with one arm around his shoulders and the other around his waist, holding her close….
Carlos is still sleeping soundly, his breathing even and light, his thin lips pursed….
Micaela’s heart races as she gazes at his sleeping face….
This demon looks so good even when he’s asleep….
She usually brings her hand to her belly, she holds it so tight, don’t squeeze the baby…..
A small hand touched the flat belly, causing Micaela to startle hard and want to sit up instantly…. where was the baby?
Carlos felt the woman move in his arms and unconsciously hugged her even tighter, and Micaela came to and let out a sigh of relief….
I was stunned, the baby had just come out, the pain was so strong that I doubted my life, but the moment the baby came out and I heard its loud cries, I felt that everything had been worth it….
I am a mother too…
Micaela is still a bit overwhelmed by this new identity, which seems new and meaningful to her….
The baby is in the incubator, so excited to see….
By the way, Carlos remembered all the memories and called her Micaela….
How did he do it?
So impressive so impressive…
Micaela, happy and excited, looked at Carlos, who was nearby. The image of him appearing on the hill and fighting against those men came to her mind, he was so handsome and clean, he looked better than the TV stars….
The woman’s face rose a slight blush, she can not help but spit out her own inner really useless, together for so long, son are born, actually still looking at him can not help but blush….
Reach out to hug him, his little head sank into his arms, what to do, I really love to love him ….
Suddenly, Carlos tightened his arms and pulled the man closer to himself, his newly awakened voice conveyed a lazy magnetism.
-Good morning, girl…
Good morning?
Micaela startled, hadn’t she slept for two hours?
Is this sleeping until the next day?
She pulled out of his embrace in disbelief and sat up to look around….
It was a luxurious vip room, they slept in a 2m bed with a huge LCD TV hanging on the wall opposite the bed, a sofa to the right, a kitchen separated by glass, and a balcony with the glass doors closed, and looking at the sky outside, it was at least 8 or 9 in the morning….
He sat up and looked at himself, he had changed out of the coral fleece pajamas he had worn earlier, and was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown….
She felt that even the pads were padded for her…..
Carlos also sat up with one hand, reached over and gave her a kiss on the cheek, watching her movement he knew what she was thinking, her thin lips curved into a wicked smile and her voice trailed off as she spoke into his ear:
-I changed it, all of it.
The woman’s little face burst into red, so embarrassed that she lay down and cowered under the sheets, turning her back to him and covering her head with the blankets…..
Micaela, are you a pig?
I don’t even wake up like this!
Carlos’ heart melted at her endearing ostrich-like behavior and he leaned down to hug her through the blankets.
-Silly, you’re just so tired, having the baby took all your strength and I didn’t want to wake you up…..
The woman’s muffled voice was heard:
-You can make my mother change it for me, at least, at least…..
Carlos pulled down the quilt, exposing the woman’s head, and with a large hand, he took her in his arms with the quilt, his handsome face with seriousness written all over it.
-No! No one must touch you but me.
Micaela blushed and looked away, remembering that last night, when she had just entered the delivery room, the two nurse-midwives were arguing:
-Oh my God, that man is so handsome!
-Yes, you almost had to hit Dr. Juan, didn’t you?
-No one is allowed to give up their own Dear, my God, that’s overbearing, isn’t it.
-Yes, yes, yes, such a dominant and exclusive man is really so manly!
Micaela felt like she could have fried eggs on her face, his actions yesterday were also a joy for her, really letting a man hand over her baby, she also felt so uncomfortable, she was afraid that she would also ask for a temporary replacement….
But…
It’s okay for her to change clothes, not that she hadn’t done it before, but what about…?
Carlos’s heart softened when he saw her shyness, tightening his arms and looking at her blushing face to change the subject:
-How are you feeling, are you still tired?
Micaela pauses a little, now she feels more energetic, she slept well that night?
-No…
-Are you hungry, do you get up, brush your teeth and wash your face?
Micaela nodded, somewhat excited to see her son later….
-Wait for me.
Carlos finished, got out of bed first and went to the bathroom, coming out a moment later, taking out of the closet bag the new wool slippers the maid had sent him yesterday, the woman already sitting on the edge of the bed waiting.
Carlos took the shoes and squatted down. When Micaela tried to refuse, he had already grabbed her by the ankles and put the shoes on, then stood up, grabbed her by the waist and headed for the bathroom.
A woman protests:
-Carlos, I can walk alone?
Carlos looked at her.
-Micaela, I want to do everything for you.
With that, he entered the spacious bathroom and carefully placed her in front of the sink, picked up the toothbrush with the freshly squeezed toothpaste and handed it to her, then picked up the glass with water and put it to his lips.
Micaela holds the toothbrush in her hand and unconsciously has to help herself?
-I’ll do it.
Carlos said the two short words and avoided her hand.
Micaela stood stunned, brushing her teeth while he watched and brought her water….
she asked unconsciously:
-You, you’re not going to see to it that I brush my teeth, are you?.
Said Carlos with reason:
-I’d hate to be able to help you brush it.
Micaela was really a bit stunned, she put the cup to her lips again, unconsciously took a sip of water in it, checked that it was hot, and looked at him with some surprise….
The image of the girl with the water in her mouth and her cheeks slightly swollen, looking at him with curiosity, was so tender that Carlos became more and more attached…
-During your period, you must not touch cold water or move heavy things; you have only one thing to do, and that is to rest.
Seeing the seriousness in Carlos’ eyes, Micaela’s heart swelled with joy and happiness as she bent down to spit out the water, looked at him and told him:
-Okay, I don’t touch cold water or lift heavy things, but that little bit of water in the glass really doesn’t weigh, and, I want to brush my teeth with you…..
Carlos paused for a long moment before putting down the glass of water and brushing his teeth with her, looking at each other in the mirror, his heart swollen with happiness.
After brushing his teeth, Carlos washed the towel with warm water, wrung it out and gently wiped her little face….
The woman, filled with emotion, let him finish wiping her face, and then watched as he turned the towel over and waved in her face….
The act of washing one’s face is so handsome….
Micaela looked at his action some can not get away from the eyes, half a long time to react, he towel do not wash, directly wipe it after, and then use themselves….
This action of sharing a towel, why it feels so intimate without comparison….
The more it fills with sweetness the heart of a woman…
After washing, Micaela insisted on walking alone. Carlos remembered the need to walk well after childbirth to improve intestinal transit and stopped carrying her in his arms, but he took good care of her.
Accompanying her to sit on the edge of the bed, Micaela immediately asked:
-Carlos, did you really remember everything about us, everything? Did you vomit blood and faint?
Carlos frowned slightly, remembering what he wanted to take the girl to Salamonsa for in the first place….
Halfway there, he bent down, grabbed her by the shoulders and gave her a kiss on the lips, his eyes taboo.
-More than remembering everything we have, it occurred to me that my parents were also from Salamonsa.
After a pause, he added:
-Micaela, now Carlos, it’s complete.