Carlos’ eyes deepened for a few moments, he and Nilson had indeed talked about this but, at the moment, it was not conclusive and it was better to keep it to himself so that the girl would not get carried away….
The woman looked at him expectantly….
Looking into her crystal eyes, Carlos’ heart softened.
-We suspect that there is a connection with the water, air and plants of Salamonsa, but it is only a suspicion, there is little substantial evidence to prove it at this time….
Carlos picked her up and laid her down with her face towards him, her arms curled and her head supported, reassuring her:
-Good girl, don’t think about it, leave these questions to me, what we must know, we will surely know later…..
Micaela obediently lay down, still in her mind her words, extraordinarily surprised, but it makes sense, water and air, everyone has to touch, and plants are even more closely related to the air….
The woman was about to speak when she turned her head sideways, saw Carlos’ open chest and was momentarily a little disoriented….
He was wearing a gray, lace-up bathrobe and was lying on his side in a propped-up position, showing a great expanse of toned, white pectorals….
Carlos’ breath caught and his thin lips drew into a smile, his long fingers gently pinching and squeezing his chin, his voice muffled and muted.
-Shall I take it from you, little thing?
Micaela came back to herself and blushed, pulled her hand away from him and pulled the quilt to cover her face, cursing herself in her inner self, she was just thinking about something so serious, but she was actually looking at someone’s pecs for a while….
The woman felt her hand holding the comforter being covered by a large, slightly harder hand, Micaela didn’t insist and let the comforter tear, she didn’t open her eyes, the familiar and fresh smell was close, her heart beat faster and the next second, soft lips touched her….
Carlos kissed her gently, so tenderly that it melted her, causing the woman to unconsciously raise her arms and wrap them around his neck….
After a long, long time, Carlos released her and kissed her hard on the cheek, somewhat inexorably, his voice muffled to the core.
-Go to sleep and have a good night.
Carlos turned off the light, still holding the girl in his arms.
The man’s embrace was like a great heater, at once warm and full of security, and she had wanted to talk about it again with Carlos, but she still fell asleep a while later….
The next morning, Micaela woke up with a hug….
Yes, being tightly embraced to Carlos, so much so that it hurt a little, opening her eyes, it was dawn, tilting her head a little, seeing Carlos still asleep, his thin lips lifting, had she dreamed something that delighted her?
It must have something to do with her, that’s why they’re holding her so tight, right?
Reach up to touch it….
-Hm, hm…
Mike is about to cry intro plays with a bit of aggravation….
Micaela, thinking that Carlos was still awake, finally had the opportunity to take care of her son herself, and was about to carefully break Carlos’ shackles when the force she was exerting on his body abruptly loosened and Carlos, without opening his eyes, carefully let go of her, rolled over himself and faced his son, approaching his small chest and tapping his fingers on his shoulder….
Micaela pivoted upwards and watched in amazement as Mike immediately stopped grunting at Carlos’ movement, moved his little arms and legs and went back to sleep….
Is there something magical about Carlos?
A pat on the back and that’s it?
No wonder he didn’t have to get up much all night and didn’t hear Mike cry much, because he didn’t get to hear it before Carlos took care of him!
Even right now, if I hadn’t woken up a few seconds earlier, I definitely wouldn’t have seen this scene!
He also hears Mike’s cries when she poops or is hungry, so he only wakes her up at mealtime….
Once he had calmed his son, Carlos turned to hold the woman in his arms again, only to find that she was already awake, propped up on her elbows and looking at him with soulful eyes….
Micaela threw herself into his arms of her own free will.
-Carlos, good morning.
The softness of her body against his instantly made him breathless, remembering the colorful dream he’d just had, and the blood in his body boiled again, his brain telling him not to touch her, but his hands had a conscience of their own as he reached out to hug her tightly, moving down her back through her clothes, his chin on her forehead, his voice hoarse from the new awakening.
-Why are you up so early today?
Micaela is a little embarrassed, she looks like she used to be a pro in bed, every time she wakes up, Mike has washed her face and changed her diapers, father and son are waiting for her to wake up together….
Her little head dipped to the back of his neck, her lips soft on his skin, a thoughtless act that made Carlos’s breath hitch….
-Micaela…
The muffled voice is full of depression….
The woman reacted then, her face was hot and she was afraid of moving…
Carlos was reluctant to let her go, but the more he hugged her, the more difficult it became and, finally, he had to kiss her firmly on the cheek and whisper to her:
-Girl, wait for me…..
Carlos breathed a few moments warmer, he could think no more, got up and went into the bathroom, not long after the sound of the water….
The woman blushed with embarrassment, her heart pounding, she turned her head to the side, saw her son sleeping in his crib, she approached, looked at his sleeping face and thought about what Carlos had said yesterday….
-He is our hope, our life, let’s not be sad, let’s not mourn for this “poison”, let’s continue to be happy and appreciate every minute of every day.
Yes, you already have a life to live, no matter how it ends, whether you really face separation or not, cherish the rest of your days….
You have to try to adjust your mind and use your cheerful side to get along with Carlos, with Mike and with your good friends in far away Anlandana….
In the following days, Carlos continued to revitalize the economy of Echave City while trying to find out more things about the poison poison cure, but it was especially difficult, not everyone could spit blood and tell everything they knew like Nilson did, and most of the young people of Salamonsa really didn’t know. Most young people in Salamonsa really don’t know either.
And with seniors in their senior years, Carlos couldn’t ask this, in case he killed them for talking about it….
Thanks to that exchange of “blood spit”, the animosity between Carlos and Nilson was minimized, and they still look at each other with superficial coolness, but they are working well together to revitalize the new economy of Echave City, and every move has been a breakthrough, finally getting Echave City removed from the list of merging cities.
Although Carlos and Micaela wanted time to pass as slowly as possible, time was still ticking between the rising and setting of the moon, and in the space of twenty days, Echave City’s GDP had reached a new high in the last month, the sum of the previous ten years, and ranked second only to Pesla City, the richest man in all of Salamonsa.
With the lobbying of Mrs. Echave and Yerma, and the great recovery of the economy of Ciudad Echave, the third point proposed by the descendants of the elders at the birthday party, that the marriage to Nilson be consummated as soon as possible, was withdrawn.
Carlos is also mythologized in Ciudad Echave, where grandmothers and street children know that the husband of the future lord of the city is the one who has the most credit for having brought Ciudad Echave out of the crisis of the city’s closure.
He was still as discreet as he had been in Teladia, known throughout Ciudad Echave as the hero of Ciudad Echave, his fame spread even to Salamonsa, but he had not been portrayed on the Internet, everyone knew him by one name, Carlos, as the husband of the next Ciudad Echave Moya’s husband, the next lord of Ciudad Echave, and nothing more.
Micaela was sitting at her dressing table, looking at the huge headlines of various news stories on her phone:
-Carlos, Echave City fabulous!
-Carlos, rewriting the history of Echave City!
-Carlos, the hero of Echave City!
Seeing these words, Micaela’s heart swells with pride that her Carlos is this good…
When TeladiaMicaela met Carlos, she only knew that he was a mythical being of T. Little could she imagine that, arriving in Salamonsa, a little more than a month later, she would be slapped with such a title again, and deservedly so….
A deep and familiar voice resounded in his ears:
-Lord of the City, it’s almost time for you to “ascend to the throne” and you still have the heart to play here with the mobile, eh?