By Carlos.
It's been five months of which I don't know anything about Natt, I haven't found her, just like the private investigator I hired a week ago, it's so frustrating, since I found out two weeks ago that my father-in-law spoke to the police to stop all this "relaxation", his words, not mine, the police chief is his soulmate, like the army general, so I find myself tied by the hands and feet, that's why I didn't know anything about Natt, and the The inquiries did not proceed, I did not believe that my "father-in-law" knew those people but how wrong I was if he studied and lived for a while in Spain, how come I did not think about it before?
My life has changed a lot since she is not with me, and I am afraid it will continue, or will be like that until the private detective I just hired brings me information about my wife and my son.
Only until then can I sleep.
By Lina.
A long time ago and my belly has grown a lot, exactly five months, it is July, there is less than a month before my baby is born, I am happy to be able to feel my baby, to know that it will be a girl, a girl can believe it, When Aaron found out he went crazy he kept saying how much he would take care of her, sanganos, disrespectful and ... to finish the whole male gender.
My parents and in-laws were happier since it would be the first grandchild, although in his case it will be a granddaughter and not to mention my father, I even cry with happiness, and since then he has not stopped buying clothes for newborns of all kinds, dresses , skirts, socks, shoes among other things, Aaron is the one who does not stop buying many chocolates and any candy, because they are giving him cravings, my brother-in-law does not stop repeating how fat he will be when he is born and how incoherent he will be to carry his daughter because according to him he will not be able to walk, Aaron only cries with that and I don't even say so because when he said that I was present and I imagined that he would look like a hippopotamus and my husband would be my hypo-husband, Aaron cried because apparently he is also sensitive and well I'm pregnant.
My brother is a little better or so it seems, since when he found out that his father-in-law was keeping information for him, he became hysterical and that's when he decided to stop drinking and depression, he decided to go back to work and look for his wife on his own, that I must To say it was about time, the truth is I don't understand it and I would not like it to happen to me but you always have to try to be strong in the face of life's adversities, I just hope that it never happens to me.
The date the doctor gave us was August 20, we already have the suitcase ready, the hospital and everything, I decided that the same doctor who carried my pregnancy would attend me since he is known to my aunt, who recommended him a lot.
My aunt did not want to marry but if she has lovers or as she calls them "squad G" the truth is I have no idea why but they are very charismatic or well some, she never but never lasts more than a month with them, she puts them rules and if someone breaks them, they discard it without looking back, the only ones who have overstated are Angel, Sebastian, Fernando and Gerardo, only the four of them, my mother names them "the fantastic four". Although lately they are seen more as a friend than anything else, for three months nothing is the same, I know something is happening but my aunt does not want to talk about it, I know that they are only my suspicions but I have the feeling that my dear aunt is in love.
I just hope that if so, I will be very happy.
I am finishing getting ready for a meal with my friends or well the one I have left since we are missing Natt, in these months we have not been able to get together much only three times, Maria and Irina get along better, despite the fact that the first one has not His way of treating her changed a lot but we trust that this time he will tell us the truth.
That truth that only she knows and does not mean, that fateful day in which she ...
My husband interrupts me by hugging me or at least he tries since with my belly he cannot reach more, I see him through the mirror, he is wearing a dark blue suit, along with a white shirt and his tie the same color as his suit .
- My life is more beautiful every day, I just hope that our daughter comes out to you.
- There is my love! What happens is that you see me with eyes of love.- I tell him at the same time that I put on my gold earrings (a gift from my father on my birthday).
- Maybe my life but for me there is no one else. - He says it while he kisses my cheek and follows him to the neck, which makes an involuntary moan come out of me.
- It's time Lina, Irina is waiting for you in the living room.- says my mother, who shouts it from the stairs.
- It is time to go my love.- I tell my love, who to listen to my mother takes me by the hips.- my life.
"No, my love, stay a little longer." He says it looking me straight in the eye.
- I would love my heart but I stayed with the girls for a week.
- Uff, well, because.- he says it with a pout on that beautiful face of a Greek god.- only that you and I will have dinner next week at your favorite restaurant.
- Okay, what is the occasion due to?
- Only that we have a lot that you and I did not go out alone. - In that he is right that we have not gone out for a long time, but with the pregnancy and encouraging my brother we have not had time.
- Okay, darling, but you let me go. - He just nods and steals two peck kisses and then goes directly to the bathroom.
When I go down I see Irina with her back to me talking on the phone very sadly and what I think is crying.
By Natt.
Five months have passed since that fateful day, the day when all my illusions went overboard, since then he no longer smiled, I can't even cry because my eyes have dried up, it is such a great emptiness that I feel in my heart, every time I remember that day I feel a lump in my throat, a pain so great that the first three months I couldn't even get out of bed, I ate very little, my father had to come to spend a while with me since I didn't want to to move from here, I did not want to see anyone laugh, I could not hear the cry of a baby because it fills me with courage, a lot of courage that comes from the depths of my being.
My father insisted that I go with him to Mexico, which I denied, I didn't want to do because I don't feel ready yet. Not yet, maybe in a few days, weeks, months or years, I really don't know but this is not the time, I must first feel safe, less depressed and strong, I must be strong or not be able to continue.
My father also told me how hurt and discarded Carlos is and the truth is I am glad, I am GLAD he deserves it, I no longer feel any affection for him, all the love and admiration that I once felt for him gradually disappeared until… until that day he died completely to remain only resentment and hatred.
Much hatred and only increased dislike and a huge desire to ...
- Hello my girl, how did you wake up today? - says my father as he greets me as always with a big hug and telling me how much he has missed me.
- Hello daddy, I woke up well thanks and you? - I say without letting go, quite the opposite, I hug him just as hard, holding the urge to cry, I pass several times before letting go and being able to sit at the table where I was before.
- Well my dear, tell me, will you go with me? Or are you still in your position? - He asks me at the same time that he puts his serious face, I am about to answer and tell him that I am still in my position but the waiter interrupts us offering us the letters.
- Give me a cappuccino and a piece of chocolate cake, please. - I tell him at the same time that I give him a smile or well at least I think it's a smile.
"For me, a Turkish coffee and chocolate cake, please." My dad says with a smile better than mine, I'm sure of that.
As soon as the waiter leaves, my father is about to speak but his cell phone interrupts him, gives me an apologetic look and leaves. My cell phone rings with a notification and I can see that Carlos uploaded a photo.