Esteban Zaragosa talks on the phone with Claudio Belles while remaining a short distance away, watching the girl’s movements in the bedroom.
I hadn’t noticed before, but now I turn around to find Dulcina Calvo standing on a chair and tiptoeing higher to grab something.
Esteban Zaragosa frowned and immediately came striding in, tossing the phone aside, not remembering to hang up, and reaching out to grab Dulcina Calvo, who was standing on the chair.
“What are you doing, standing so tall without fear of falling?”
“I’m looking for a book.”
“What book, I’ll get it for you.”
Dulcina Calvo pointed to the only book on the shelf that still appealed to her and said, “Just that comic book.”
Esteban Zaragosa, who was tall enough to be able to reach her without climbing on a bench, took the comic down and handed it to her, telling her in passing, “I’ve asked Claudio to come tomorrow to keep you company, I’m not going to be around these days, so let him do things like this climbing up and down, and cooking, you’re not well now, you can get in trouble if you fall. ”
No sooner had Esteban Zaragosa’s words left his mouth than Claudio Belles’ rough, angry voice came over the phone.
“Esteban Zaragosa, you bastard! Why don’t you go and die?”
Esteban Zaragosa closed his eyes slightly and ducked his ears.
I can’t believe I forgot to hang up the phone, what a blunder.
Esteban Zaragosa picked up the phone and was just about to hang up when Claudio Belles’ final stubbornness broke through and came out on the line!
“Esteban Zaragosa I tell you! I’m not going to take care of your Dulcina Calvo tomorrow! You’ll find your own way there!”
Toot, toot, toot …
Claudio Belles hung up the phone.
The corner of Dulcina Calvo’s mouth twitched: “….. Esteban Zaragosa, I don’t think it’s right for us to bother people like this!”
“It’s okay, she’ll come.”
“But I have arms and legs, I don’t need Claudio Belles to come and take care of me.”
Esteban Zaragosa wasn’t worried about her falling at home or anything like that and asked Claudio Belles to come over, in fact, to keep her safe.
“This is something I haven’t let go since the last time Orlondo Marta took you, Dulcina, and you can’t have another accident.”
Dulcina Calvo asked hesitantly, “But it must be hard for Claudio to take care of me, and he liked you so much before.”
“She already has a boyfriend, so you don’t need to psychologically burden yourself. Besides, she and I are purely fraternal, we’ve been born together many times, and by helping me watch out for something as trivial as you, she’ll scold with her mouth, but it won’t do anything in her heart.”
Dulcina Calvo nodded, “Claudio Belles is all mouth and the heart is actually very soft.”
“When the time comes, if she really dislikes you, be patient with her.”
Dulcina Calvo nodded her little chin in approval and said seriously, “I think so too, she has a gun in her hand.”
Esteban Zaragosa laughed softly and raised a hand to rub her hair, hugging her and joking, “If she’s really mean to you, come back and tell me and I’ll help you teach her a lesson.”
Dulcina Calvo was still nodding sullenly, her mind still on the fact that Esteban Zaragosa was going to fight at the border.
“What’s wrong?”
Dulcina Calvo’s eyes suddenly reddened and she threw her arms around his neck, “Esteban Zaragosa, you have to come back safe and sound.”
The man’s large hand, encircling the girl’s slender back, solemnly promised, “I’ll be back safe and sound.”
Dulcina Calvo wanted to cry, but she restrained herself, her arms only clinging to his neck and surreptitiously rubbing her tears into the clothes on his shoulders.
…
Claudio Belles was standing in the doorway in the early morning with an icy face.
Dulcina Calvo couldn’t help a shiver when he came to the door, wearing a thick sweater!
Not that her expression was so cold and frightening, but the gun in her pocket made one want to run away.
This particular Claudio Belles is the kind of guy who will shoot you anytime, anywhere.
“What, I’m not welcome?”
Dulcina Calvo immediately opened her little mouth and flashed a flattering smile, “Welcome, welcome, very welcome.”
Only then did Claudio Belles enter the villa with a cold face. Once inside, Claudio Belles leaned over the sofa with a stately air and rested his long, slender legs on the small table.
Like a little maid, Dulcina Calvo ran tenaciously toward her and asked, “Would you like some coffee, shall I make you a cup of coffee?”
“I don’t drink coffee, make me a cup of coffee.”
“Okay, I’ll be right there.”
Dulcina Calvo nimbly ran to the kitchen to throw the coffee pot away.
Claudio Belles looked at the attentive back and his red lips curved.
Ha, this Dulcina Calvo knows more than Esteban Zaragosa!
But Dulcina Calvo doesn’t use the coffee pot here, and she doesn’t usually drink coffee, and if she does, she buys it directly from one of those coffee shops, so she doesn’t have the luxury of making her own coffee.
Dulcina Calvo has been working with this overly advanced coffee machine for a long time.
Over there, Claudio Belles is already pushing: “Why does it take you so long to make coffee, Dulcina Calvo are you stepping on ants?”.
“I haven’t, I haven’t used this coffee machine, I’m working on it. Wait, give me ten more minutes and I’ll probably have it sorted out.”
Claudio Belles got up impatiently from the sand, walked over and said, “You get up.”
Dulcina Calvo gives way silently to …
Claudio Belles got the machine working in three or two passes, and the woman looked at Dulcina Calvo with a face of few friends: “What a fool!”.
“Yes, I’m too stupid, why don’t I cut your fruit!”
“…”
The corner of Claudio Belles’ mouth twitched; the latter was quick to admit her mistake and had no room to lose her temper.
Dulcina Calvo washed a pile of fruit and cut a plate of fruit, but there was little presentation, and the girl’s little white hands were magnificently spat out by Claudio Belles as he handed over the plate.
“That’s an ugly pose.”
“It’s good if it’s good.”
Claudio Belles looks at Dulcina Calvo and asks, “Do you know how to cook?”.
Dulcina Calvo didn’t want to cook in her heart and said with a straight face, “I don’t know how!”
Claudio Belles stared at her with phoenix-like eyes and suddenly, pulling a pistol from his waistband, threw it directly on the flow table with a snap.
Dulcina Calvo, afraid to move her little neck, said stubbornly, “Actually … I can a little.”
“Well, you do it then.”
Dulcina Calvo’s two eyebrows together, so bitter, inwardly claiming Esteban Zaragosa strongly!
At noon, Dulcina Calvo spent half a day in the kitchen, working on two bowls of instant noodles, which of course had been worked, after all, with a fried egg and a ham sausage~.
Claudio Belles looked at the noodles in front of him and the corner of his mouth twitched, “Dulcina Calvo, you don’t know how to make coffee or cook, what did Esteban Zaragosa marry you for?”
Like a little hamster, Dulcina Calvo clutched with embarrassment at a large bowl that did not correspond to her in any way, her little face lifted from the bowl that was twice as big as hers, and she said, embarrassed and innocent, “Esteban Zaragosa did not marry me to make coffee and cook.”
Claudio Belles looked at her in amusement, “Then what’s the point of marrying you?”
Dulcina Calvo suddenly narrowed her big eyes and smiled with her very white teeth and said, “Mimame~.”
Claudio Belles: “…”
Cough, cough, cough.
A beautiful victory.
Dulcina Calvo saw that Claudio Belles didn’t eat the noodles and so she ate them on purpose, and they were actually really good!
“Are you sure you don’t want to eat it? It’s really good, I’m not going to lie, Esteban Zaragosa didn’t even eat the instant noodles I cooked, look how lucky you are”.
Claudio Belles stared at her sincere little face, then picked up his fork and said, “I think it’s Esteban Zaragosa who doesn’t eat noodles at all.”
“… It’s whatever you say it is.”
Claudio Belles took a bite and frowned slightly before Dulcina Calvo walked over to her and looked at her with small, expectant eyes: “Is it good, is it especially good?”
“… It’s good, it’s coming together.”
Oh, that’s just delicious!