Chapter 77

The hours fly by, looking at my baby full of paint I smile, as I am sitting I can take him in my arms.

"Dad," he says when he sees the painting.

"Yes, that is your father, you are his living portrait." Leaning on the chair I get up with my son and pull the cane to walk. When I go out into the corridor I see Susie, she rolls her eyes and approaching me she takes my son from my arms.

“You knows it's dangerous for you to carry him, that's why the man gets angry,” she sighs, “come on, I'll take you to your room to get ready, it's already 10:30 and Malcolm won't be long in coming,” offering me help, I go to my room where I take a quick bath and get ready, I only wear simple dresses and no styles, I always wear my hair up, that's why I argue a lot with Kahin, he doesn't like me to wear it like that, I only wear low and comfortable sandals.

"Shit dwarf" laughs Malcolm "that son of a bitch really wanted to kill you" he smiled.

“Why deny it, to get two out of a shot was quite clear,” his laugh infects me, without cutting a hair he takes me in his arms.

"Shit you are heavy," he grunts, "you've really gotten fat, dwarf, thank God you're about to give birth, I don't like this at all, you didn't take care of yourself," he snorted, always the same chant with him.

"I'll be fine Malcolm believe me." When we get to the car I sit in the passenger seat and he goes to his.

"We're going to see my granddaughter. Have you seen the pictures?" He asks excitedly, as much as that man with fear of sight is still a fluffy and sweet marshmallow.

"Yes, I saw them, it was a beautiful combination, she's blonde like her father and she looks like both of them, although she didn't want to tell me the color of her eyes."

Malcolm starts the car, "I hope she has her mother's beautiful eyes," he confesses. "I like that look of Carla so alive, so flirtatious and so naughty. That girl is crazy,” he laughs, my friend is the best at that, he is absolutely right.

“I hope the same, although you will see that that girl will be worse, her parents are both crazy,” I laugh, “aaiiss I see that girl just as crazy as her parents,” the big man joins me in laughter, like this we go to the clinic where my best friend gave birth and where I will give birth.

"You have arrived," my friend shouts excitedly, not even recently given birth leave the scandal "by God Flaca ... Or well, fat, you look screwed, I told you to perform caesarean section like me, we would have both been here with our babies.”

I greet everyone and then I approach her to give her a kiss, “Kahin wants my childbirth to be natural, he wants to live what he did not live with our son,” the dummy gives me a hug and a kiss, helps me to sit up and passes the to me baby, she's asleep, “let's see Lean, I want you to you wake up to see those beautiful eyes that you surely have,’ I annoy her until she finally opens her eyes, when I see her I open my mouth in surprise, “fuck, she's identical to her father, Zaza you must have been asleep.” My friend lets out a laugh that must hurt her wound.

“I won’t deny it, but something I can assure you is that I enjoy doing it a lot, but giving birth to her ... Shit ... I don't want to have any more babies." Loan looks at his wife with a frown, my friend looks at him with tenderness, “have you not seen that it was cesarean section and I did not suffer?” Everyone laughs at Loan, my friend can be distracting when she wants.

"Don't play with me like that please, you also told me that the wound hurt."

She nods, “but I would do it all for you again to have more babies as precious as our Lean." They took that kiss that makes women sigh.

"Always the arrival of a new being puts us like this" whispers my sun hugging Lucy.

“This is beautiful, to see how two couples who were a total imbalance today can be said to have overcome every obstacle,” my mother looks at my friend and me in turn, “you and your men are to be admired, not always can one recover a relationship when it goes through a bad time like yours.”

Excited, I shed a few tears, “don't make me cry for the love of God ... Don't be cruel" my sun embraces me and kisses my head.

When it is time for us to let Carla rest and give her space as a family, everyone goes home. "Are you going to see your husband?" Malcolm taps the steering wheel with his fingers like he's playing some mental song.

"You know yes, I had missed his calls," I smile.

"You know what you do, all to surprise him, you are a terrible dwarf."

I put on an angel face, "I don't know what you're talking about," I play dumb. When my brunette arrived at work, the glances fall on me, it is painful to see that I know, but even so they do not stop bothering me. Leaning on the cane on one side and Malcolm on the other, we headed for the elevator.

"I'll be waiting in the car." He leaves me there and leaves, I press the button for the presidential floor, when the floor secretary arrives she smiles at me.

"Wow, we're ready," I said, smiling.

"I haven't passed this week, my babies are ready," I walked at a snail's pace to my husband's office, I open the door, his secretary hasn't told me he's busy so I don't think it's necessary to knock, "damn it," I shout, “get down from the fucking table and stop flirting with my husband,” if something I've learned being with Kahin is that women will never stop insinuating themselves to him and that I should put them in their place.

"Didn't they teach you to play ma'am? We were working,” hearing her insolence makes me look at Kahin, he immediately stands up.

"You can go," he says to the woman as he walks towards me, he's an idiot, apart from the fact that her legs were practically spread and caressing his shoulders, he acts so relaxed.

"I don't want you to touch me," I yell at him when he comes to me, "I want you to fire that woman. What the hell is wrong with her? She's talking to your wife Kahin, not to one of your workers,” I push him away and look at the woman, “in my house they have taught me many things, as well as respecting a married man, they taught me that a boss is respected and not understood. I was taught me that I should have self-esteem as a woman and that my legs should not shake for money,” my breathing quickens and the tension is rising.