Chapter 14

As my friend said, we went for a delicious coffee and then go to the beauty salon where my son is the center of everyone's attention and he loves it, although once in a while he cried, annoyed.

"I'm exhausted," I sit on the couch.

“None of that, it's time to fix ourselves, we can't be late,” Carla wouldn’t let me rest, I let her help me up, “see you in two hours,” I growl in response, but I do what she asks, I go to my room to fix my things and then take a shower.

Ready and with my son satisfied, I look at myself in the mirror, really having my son not only repaired my soul, it also helped me see myself better. Here I am, broken and confused, but happy to know that my brunette was able to continue with his life, just like me.

“You are too beautiful,” my mother enters the room, “Carla is right, you will be the most beautiful person in the whole place,” she fix a lock of hair that comes out of my hairstyle, “I want you to be happy daughter and your happiness is not keeping secrets,” she looks me in the eye, “don't make the same mistake I made. The consequences are not pleasant at all, talk to Kahin, don't do it for him, do it for the baby. Although I heard Carla say that you have given your son a father, it does not mean that his real father should not know, you must tell him and it will be up to him whether to take responsibility or not,” she kiss my forehead, “just think about it daughter,”

Trying to pretend indifference, I smile, “okay mom, I'll see what I'm going to do to tell him without the woman going crazy because her husband has an illegitimate child," I smile with amusement.

"Tomorrow," I hear my friend's cry. My mother carries the baby in her arms and I take my handbag.

"You should load it less, it's going to get used to sound bad like that," my aunt who heard me smiles. "None of that, he will be very spoiled." I roll my eyes, there is nothing to do with them, they are a basket case.

"Mom is right," Carla approaches my mother, “that beauty is surrounded by women and must be loved without restrictions,” she winks at the baby.

"You'll be a pimp aunt," I admonish

My friend laughs, “and are you doubting it my love?"

Pulling her, I look at my mother, “take care of him mom,” I give him a kiss, “I'll try to get back before midnight and ...”

"Excuse me?" My friend shrieks in horror, "not in my life. You're going to stay until that party is over, the child will be fine and I don't want any refusals," she look at our mothers, “it's time to go." We hear the horn of a car, “just in time,” she laughs mischievously.

Loan, like a real gentleman, opens the passenger door for me, “wow, wow, wow. The chivalrous fool is crazy!" I scoff at him and rolls his eyes.

"You talk all you want, woman, all you want," he shakes his head, "but I can't do more, you're beautiful,” he winks at me.

Blushing, I smile at him and get into the car. “Whose party is it?" I ask once my friends get into the car.

"From the company, it's the Christmas party," Loan replies and I raise an eyebrow, “I know it is very early, but that's how Hamann is,” he seemed to realizes what he was saying and shut up.

Hearing that last name makes my hair stand on end, “let me get off here, I'm not going anywhere. I can't believe you've done this to me Carla," I shouted furiously, “don't you realize that his wife can realize who I am?” I yell louder.

"You have to calm down and stop the bustle," my friend reprimands me, "it's his party, but you are go with Loan and I, you don't have to worry.”

Almost stamping myself on the windshield, I look at her, “apparently you don't know him. When I accidentally gave him my son, he almost didn't let go of him afterwards, damn Carla, I can't risk it, I can't."

My friend turns and looks at me, “you must calm down, all this is just you causing it. If you tell the truth, you will not have to fear anything.”

Cursing in a scream, I look at her as furiously as I can, “you don't know anything, you wouldn't understand ," I try not to let my nerves consume me.

"Well that's good," my friend shouts, "I don't know what's wrong with you, I don't know why you act like this, but it's time for you to control yourself. You are not like this, you are never intimidated, if you don't want to talk to Kahin, well, you will have see how you can get out of this that you are getting yourself into. But you are not going to go home, we are going to that damn party and we are going to have fun and in a big way,” she says emphatically.

I think about what she has told me and she's right, I don't have to be like this, I don't have to behave this way. Sitting down again, I do not say anything. The nerves and the heartbeat that my heart gives are accelerating my breathing.

We arrived at the Panama hotel, from the exterior, the good service is appreciated, when entering the hotel lounge I am not surprised at all, Hamann always does everything in style. As my friend said, my sleeveless passion red dress, with a neckline that reaches below my breasts, showing them but not to the point of being vulgar, long waist with a bare sword but with cross straps, catch the eye of all present.

"Uff, this doesn't look good at all," Loan whispers to himself, but I, who is very sensitive, look at him immediately.

“What? Am I too vulgar?” I don't take my eyes off him, the women are also looking at me, as if I am a joke. Loan laughs, making us the only center of attention.

"No woman, calm down, you will not always be on the defensive," some acquaintances of the fool approach and look at me with great curiosity. I know most of them, all of Kahin's associates, my face wants to fall with shame, what the fuck am I doing here? I wonder sadly, Kahin already has a partner and I will only paint the gossip on Monday at the office.