Mom offered to accompany me for a couple of days as I "settled in" at the country house. Right now we are both in the back of the truck while the driver and a bodyguard go ahead.
Yes, my family is important so since I was little I have had as a shadow big and strong men who take care of me, apart from the fact that to top it off, I married an "important" man, so not even after I left home I could rest from those men. Sometimes they were nice, but there were times that they were unbearable why they don't even leave you alone to go to the bathroom. On the day of the divorce, they weren't because I practically threatened them, I didn't want them to be seeing my misery that day.
- I miss that house, your dad and I used to go very often. We went horseback riding together, we went to the river, we visited the animals on the ranch ... The city becomes a fatal place when you arrive and spend a few days in the tranquility of the countryside. - My mom says and I smile in agreement with her.
It's true, you are so used to the noise of cars, to the avenues full of people pushing hard, to the bad smells of garbage trucks when they pass by. Eduardo and I lived in a neighborhood for the "rich", but still, we were never saved from those trucks when they came to collect everything from the containers. I also remember the animals in the house, I loved going out to ride, feeding the chickens and the pigs.
-Yes, we have to plan a family day there, have a barbecue, go to the river with the children, as in the old days.- I say now.
-Oh yeah. I remember that you and your cousins were doing your thing, your dad would go crazy running after you and you just saw it as funny.
-Now he can't even run five meters when he's already complaining about her back.- I laugh heartily but I try to calm down because I have my daughter asleep on my lap, I don't want to wake her up from her.
-Don't even think about saying that in front of him, she will be offended and try to show you otherwise. Believe me, I don't want to go to the hospital with an old man complaining of pain.- now we both burst out laughing and the boys in front too.
Amanda is stirred and we are silent. I thank my mom for making me laugh right now. I understand that nobody has died, but a divorce is not like signing and then enjoying it as if nothing had happened.
Unless it had been one for mere interest and no feelings involved. Which was not with me, because I did love Eduardo.
We arrive at the house and with the help of Niko, I go downstairs with Amanda still in my arms, and then he helps Mom while the driver takes things down and leaves them at the door. Then he comes over and asks me for the keys, I give them to him at the same time I give Amanda to Niko, my upper limbs were already falling asleep.
We enter the house and immediately I feel at home, I take a deep breath inhaling the sweet aroma of cinnamon that the cleaner always puts out, it feels good.
-I'm going to put the lady to bed, can I? - Niko asks, approaching.
-Oh sure. Come.- I tell him and guide him to my room, I think she will sleep with me because we will be alone in the mansion except for the girls who cook and clean, plus the security boys and those who are in charge of the animals.
We went into the room and settled the girl. He comes out and asks me to get to my father's office because we need to talk. We do so and proceed to sit down.
-I suppose he already knows that a squad will come to surround the house,- Jorge speaks, the head of security under my charge.
I breathe a sigh of relief, I thought it was something worse.
-For God's sake, guys ... I was scared, I guess I'll never get used to her seriousness even to tell a joke,- I say, and feel that the tense atmosphere evaporates.
-Sorry, we are not allowed to be so trusting with the bosses.- he smiles a little, Niko and Jorge with him.
-You can be calm, I am a good wave boss.- I laugh a little and luckily they accompany me. -And why a squad? I'm in the field, I don't think so much security is necessary here.
-Respectfully; you are an important woman, you are in danger of kidnapping, extortion, and more, that's where we make sure that none of that happens, that's why a squad is necessary even to go to the patio. - Niko speaks.
Certain.
- They are right, only that it is not necessary so much security here. My girl despite loving them and being used to so much security is not good that she is scared when she sees too many men here. Inside the house, you can be, plus no one.
- And what is that for? If we can know. - This time it is Jorge who asks.
- Because nobody else I trust, only you. -I admit. - I repeat; inside, only you. Outside, everyone who wants or believes necessary.
They agree and proceed to go to "distribute" tasks, to balance equipment and others.
It is true what I said, only in them I trust. But, the other reason is that so many men at home and just my little one ... No, just not. It's not that I'm old-fashioned or something, but being the youngest daughter, I was always super cared for. My brother, my father, everyone kept me away from security men and anyone in general. They were afraid that one of them would take advantage of me or something like that, and let's say that somehow that made a dent and that's why I distrust. I only do it with Jorge and Niko because apart from the fact that they have been working for and with us for many years, I know that they would be incapable. It is that feeling of when your being recognizes your blood, although your brain has not yet.
I explain; I somehow recognize them both as part of my family. That is why when we go on a family vacation outing, they go more as travel companions than as workers. It has always been like this. I know Jorge's children and Niko I know practically his whole life, over time he has become my best friend.
I hear a knock on the door and I say a "pass" and then see Mom go by.
- Hello Love. I've already made a sandwich for us and the boys.
- I bet you also prepared "sandwiches" for the whole squad that Jorge and Niko brought. - I'm kidding, but I'm not lying. She is that intense.
- AND? -she knew it. - They do an excellent job, I don't see any harm in giving them a glass of soda from time to time.
Of course.
- Mom, I know that with "soda glass" you mean a whole banquet.- I'm still joking and I can't help laughing.
She walks over and sits across from me on the desk chairs.
-Does she bother you? Because if so, I promise you that it will be the last time. - she says and I immediately deny.
-No, calm down. It doesn't bother me at all. - I arrange a couple of papers still with my eyes on them. - On the contrary, it seems good to me and you are right; they deserve it at least after so much work.
She nods.
-If your brother hears us, he will scream in the sky. He would say that it is a waste of food money invested for them, that we should not have so many contemplations with the employees. What if they are tired it does not matter because for that they are paid.- she says.
My brother is like that, so stubborn and stingy, but I know that deep down he is only hurt because he was not always like that. He now he is bitter and intolerable.
- Sebas is an insensitive fucker. The truth is that I hope that Ana manages to conquer him to see if that way the humor that always carries is lowered a little bit. - We both laugh.
- That girl will be the future of Mrs. Martinez. I divorce your dad if he doesn't. - now we burst out laughing
- God! Shut your dirty mouth, woman. He'll give my dad something as soon as he hears what you just said.
- And who is going to tell him? You?
- Obvious! Unless you pay me for my silence, I'll be a grave. Otherwise, prepare your best mourning dress and prepare to be Martínez's widow.- I joke.
I know it's bad to joke about topics like that, but it's inevitable.
- Interested. But you know that I love your crazy father. If I dare to say something like that, it is because I know that that girl will be able to take the burden off your brother. Apart from the fact that I would never part with him, there is still money to squeeze out of him so ... - we laugh again.
Mom can say anything she wants, but everyone knows that she drools over Dad with everything and the way she is so jealous and overprotective.
- Whatever you say, mommy. Ana is a good woman, if she is not then she is none.
- Yes, I will not accept another daughter-in-law, I will make it clear to your brother. - now we sigh. How I love being gossipy with my mom. "Now come down to eat, it's an order." She brings her serious face to her.
- Yes ma'am.
- Miss. - "correct".
As if she was not married and had two perfect children already. But I only limit myself to raising my hands and following her while we talk about how badly Jorge sings.
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Sorry for my English! <3