
Mary hugged Alehandro tightly. He could not endure all this sorrow alone. This is the reason why my father kept his mother a secret and the reason why Cristian was reluctant to say who his other family was.
What's wrong until his biological mother left him as a child, after adulthood and then met instead of an apology that was thrown he just left without saying anything.
If he could he didn't want to get out of the womb of such a heartless mother. He better not know who his mother is than to be disappointed like this.
Alehandro lifted Mary's face and wiped her tears.
"You see how he behaves? She didn't even say hello or hug her own child why? wh why? Is it so embarrassing to have a child like me?" weeping Maria.
"Mary, listen we don't know all the truth yet. Don't blaspheme first, before we know what your mother thinks!"
"He's not my mom! A mother will never leave a child alone!" exclaim Maria.
Alehandro was unable to say anything more he could only hug Maria and calm her down. Natalia is outrageous not to look enthusiastic about meeting her son even though they have been separated for decades. But Natalia's last sentence proves that she still cares, it's just that she harbors her heart.
Why and why? Only Natalia knows.
"Would we go home?" ask Alehandro. Maria nodded her head. She wiped her tears and stood up to go home. The waiter who had just arrived with their order was surprised to see Alehandro paying for the meal without eating it.
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Throughout the journey Mary was more silent and weeping. At times Alehandro rubbed Mary's head affectionately.
"Are you going to leave me one day Alehandro?" ask Maria.
Alejandro glanced at Maria at a glance and grabbed her shoulder and pulled her to lean against his chest.
"As long as you're patient with my behavior, I won't leave you" she replied.
"Which behavior? If you cheat or have another wife, you'll never see me again!" threaten Maria.
"Ssttt don't say anything spooky. I wouldn't do that, because from now on I'm yours unless you share it with another woman what can I be?"
Maria pinched Alehandro's stomach in agony.
"Ale! You're infuriating!" exclaim Maria.
"Your anger is better than your cry" said Alehandro rubbing Maria's arm with one hand while the other he used to drive.
Mary touched Alehandro's cheek and kissed him. "Thank you for being with me at this time."
"I will accompany you at any time, remember that," Alehandro said. Maria then leaned spoiled on Alehandro. God did not give her a good mother, but she brought Alehandro into her life.
***
Kris brought home a drunken Dara. He fell asleep when the car was on the highway. Sometimes the man looked at Dara. In the minimal illumination Dara's face looks beautiful. His face was oval with a long chin. Long, dense eyelashes adorn his wide eyes. The shape of his nose is perfectly small and tall especially his lips remind him of the capital artist named Ariel Tatum. She was indeed similar to him just that her body was not well maintained so her aura of beauty did not radiate.
Arriving in the car park basement, Kris stopped his vehicle. He got out of the car, walked around the car and opened the passenger door. Dara was still sleeping well. He then opened the seat belt on Dara's body and intended to carry her on his back.
"Become awake" called Kris patting Dara's cheek.
"Ehm don't bother me!" mummified Dara.
"Become!" call Kris again. Dara then opened her eyes which felt heavy.
The woman nodded her head. Kris crouched down and Dara climbed onto her back and held her hands to Kris' neck.
The body of this woman is small but very heavy. I don't know what he ate. Inner Chris. Dara then took her to her penthouse.
The journey up to the upper floor through the elevator felt long for him, because it had to carry Dara's body. Dara's two legs coiled around her pelvis and her full, filled chest touching her back caused a sense of heat.
Moreover, Dara's head leaning on her shoulder and the breath blowing in Kris's ears tickled, and teased Kris, making the man have to hold his breath because of the urge of passion that began to rise.
He's not a jerk who will take advantage of women when he's unconscious. But he is not a pious man who will resist when tempted by the beautiful woman who clings to his body now.
Finally his tormenting physical and inner journey ended as well. Kris put Dara on her bed, and she lay next to him tired. It did not feel like he was in deep sleep with Dara.
Dara then felt something heavy in her stomach and something warm touching her nape.
Dara's eyes blinked in fear if anything had happened to her body. He was afraid to look at his lower body. Dara then took a breath and lowered her head.
Her shirt was still attached to her body and she also felt denim pants on her legs. Carefully and slowly Dara was about to take a large hand that was tightly coiled around her waist. He started to lift but the hand even tightened his embrace.
"Let it stay like this, just for a minute. I'm still sleepy" Kris said with her eyes still closed.
"Kris this is not true, we are not married and are in one room."
"We don't do anything that violates the rules. If you move a lot then I'll eat you now!" threaten Kris's.
"Eat, I have your breakfast, indeed" said Dara took Kris' hand and released it from her body.
"I want to get up and take a shower" said Dara. But his head felt dizzy. He then lay back down.
"Hang over, you have to take a headache-killing pill" said Kris, who had been sitting down. He then took something on the nightstand and handed it to Dara.
"Drink this, later your headache will disappear," said Kris.
"Can you get me a glass of water, please" Dara said.
Lazily Kris got up and came out and then he came back with a glass of water.
"Here, take your medicine" said Kris, handing over the glass. Dara received it and swallowed the medicine after which she got up and sat down.
"I'm going back to my room, thank you for bringing me back and not doing anything weird to me" Dara said.
"I'm not interested in a woman like you" Kris said.
Dara rolled her lazy eyeballs then got up and stepped out of Kris' room.
But after hours the commotion happened again. Dara walked back into Kris's room without permission and saw the man wearing his trousers.
"Aww!" dara shouted closing her eyes.
"Why did you come in here without asking me for permission!" exclaim Kris put up the zipper and the right of his pants.
"I should have asked why there were some red marks on my neck, you" Dara said, pointing at the man.
"Maybe it was an insect bite," Kris replied casually combing her hair while holding back a laugh.