The Casa Del Castaneda

Breakfast Together

Rafael awoke in the early hours of the morning and could no longer close his eyes. In his mind, he still kept thinking about the sender of the mysterious message yesterday. Rafael even contacted colleagues in Spain to track down an unknown number that had sent messages with the threat. However, none of those people could give a clear answer.

Rafael exhaled slowly. The temperature in Chihuahua City was very hot. In fact, at that time it was still showing at four in the morning. Spain is a country with four seasons. The weather in Mexico is only dominated by summer or rain, because it is the location of the region in a tropical climate.

The hot temperature, aggravated by the room size is not how big. In addition, the room is not equipped with air conditioning. Such conditions, making Rafael must sleep bare-chested, if not want to feel like being in a sauna with maximum temperature.

“Ah!” lamented handsome man whose hair is now increasingly shaggy. He exhaled slowly. Raphael decided to get out of bed and make coffee. Rogelio's adopted son walked out of the room.

Rafael, who has not memorized the location of furniture and all sorts of things he needs, was confused looking for a cup. In the end, the man found a unique carved cup in one of the cabinets that was attached to the kitchen wall.

Rafael also managed to find a square-shaped can. At first, the man thought that the can contained coffee grounds. However, it turns out that in the can contains trinkets of girls' accessories, along with photos of Paloma when he was a child.

The brown-haired handsome man smiled widely, when he saw the pose of Paloma who was laughing. Paloma showed off her tooth. “Gosh.” Rafael chuckles amusedly.

“What are you doing?” Suddenly, a voice sounded loud enough to shock Rafael. He almost dropped the cup he was holding earlier. “Whatever your intentions, you won't find what you're looking for there!” continued the sound that sounded very sniffy. The voice belongs to Paloma.

“Gosh, you surprised me,” replied Rafael while putting the cup carefully. “I'm just looking for coffee. However, I could not find it,” explained Rafael while watching closely sad face and Paloma eyes. It was obvious that the woman had spent a long time crying. “Do you not sleep at all, Paloma?” ask Rafael carefully.

“Not your business!” sentak Paloma while opening the cabinet door located on the other side of the kitchen. There, he picked up a glass jar containing coffee grounds.

“Unfortunately, it will be my business,” said Rafael softly. “Listen to me, Paloma. Three months only.” Rafael raised the three fingers he placed in front of his chest. “I asked for three months to replace the time I had wasted, when I left you without news. I will be the best husband for you, Paloma. I'll keep you happy for three months. You can ask for anything, as long as I accompany you in this house,”.

“I can't wait for the three months to run out,” said Paloma cynically, while thrusting the coffee jar earlier on Rafael.

“Thank you, Paloma,” said the gray-eyed man without caring about his wife's ketus attitude.

“Use the kitchen as you like! However, remember! Do not forget to tidy it up again until it is completely clean as before. People who used to clean this house have stopped working. So, you're the one who has to take responsibility with her cleanliness!” paloma's message warned him, before turning around and returning to his room.

“Do you also want me to make you drink? A coffee? A tea? Breakfast?” bargain Rafael with a slightly loud voice, considering the distance he had with Paloma was getting further and further.

“I don't want anything from you!” Sayup-sayup, there was an answer from Paloma who was already in front of his room.

The regret came again. Since establishing a marriage relationship with Paloma, Rafael always did his best. He often comes home drunk. That's what Rafael did so he didn't need to remember Selena's face when he was about to touch Paloma.

“I did not expect that love would be this painful,” Rafael murmured in the heart. “I'm sorry, Paloma.” I do not know how many hundred times the apology was said from the thin lips of Rafael. When all the uncomfortable feelings increasingly filled the chest, he immediately diverted it by opening the refrigerator to look for food ingredients available.

Rafael silently pecked in front of the open refrigerator door. So many fruits, vegetables and canned drinks and other foodstuffs that were brought by the waiters to stock for the next week, so that Paloma did not have to bother shopping. So much attention Rogelio paid to his wife.

“Hm. What can I do with this much material?” rafael thought while scratching his head. Soon after, the idea was to find a suitable breakfast menu through the internet.

Rafael managed to find a cooking tutorial video from the internet. He placed his cell phone on the kitchen table, following the steps he witnessed from the video. His gray eyes watched carefully. Meanwhile, his hands are flexible to cut and mix all ingredients and seasonings.

Time shows at six in the morning, when Quesadillas Fritas menu made by Rafael is ready to be presented at the dining table. The state of the kitchen also seemed clean shiny, after Rafael cleaned it thoroughly and thoroughly. The edge of the kitchen table and dining table as well, did not even escape the rag rafael.

The beautiful man seemed satisfied with his hard work. He smiled many times, looking at the dining table that was already full of his homemade cooking. He arranged it in such a way that it looked beautiful and aesthetic.

Feeling that everything was ready, Rafael rushed to pick up his T-shirt in the room. He headed towards Paloma's room, then knocked slowly. “Paloma, breakfast is ready. Let's eat first,” take Rafael a little loud.

A few minutes later, his wife did not answer.

“Paloma, cooking will be much more delicious if eaten in a warm state.” Rafael is not desperate. He did not stop knocking on Paloma's room door. Rafael doesn't care, although Paloma might be disturbed.

Rafael's persistent efforts finally paid off. Paloma's room door opened slowly. The beautiful face that still looked ashen was poking out from behind it. “Don't I already say that I don't want anything from you?” hardik Paloma's.

“Yes, I know. However, you're used to breakfast and I've cooked quite a lot. Too bad if it has to be thrown away,” said Rafael.

Although Paloma was stubborn, but she was a gentle-hearted woman. The mother's teaching, which always forbids wasting food, is so imprinted and imprinted in Paloma's memory. “Ah! Why are you always a hassle!” paloma groused while stomping his feet.

Paloma still wears tangled pajamas and slightly disheveled hair. He followed Rafael's steps towards the dining room. Matanua was wide, when he saw a simple dish that looked luxurious and neatly arranged on the table.