My Sister's Boyfriend

"A little more and you'll drool." Pablo said, laughing. "I'm getting embarrassed here, okay?" "Go to mouth, Pablo.

"Hmm..." he muttered thoughtfully. -What is it?

"Is that a ring on her finger?" It's more like a shield, because my God, look at the thickness of that ring! - he said. It chilled me. I looked at Malu's finger, little one. There was a gold ring right there. - Are you getting married, Malu? Malu looked at us indifferently for a few moments. Then he looked down at his finger and cracked a sweet, wistful smile.

"Yes, I've been engaged for almost two years now. We don't have a date yet, but for all intents and purposes, I'm getting married. I choked on the juice in my hand. Pablo slapped me several times on the back, showing his surprise and I regained my surprised look.

"Dad, are you okay?" Eduardo asked, his eyes wide. I didn't answer, I just nodded and stared at Malu for a few seconds and she gave me her look back. Cecilia ran to hug and congratulate her, full of excited screams and not even trying to contain her excitement around me. I felt an anger welling up inside me. I went out of the house, slamming the door shut. I sat on the steps of the stairs.

I felt something slowly tearing inside me, a possessed and incredulous jealousy that I had forgotten could overwhelm me. An indescribable rage and a feeling of possession. I hadn't thought Malu could have someone else, only in my nightmares. When she appeared again, it was as if she was on a brisk walk back into my arms. I felt everything slowly crumbling. The plans, the expectations, the dreams and desires that I created over the years. In addition to the fury I began to feel for a stranger. I didn't know how to deal with jealousy, I never did.

"Are you okay?" that low voice startled me.

-Eduardo?

"Duh, who else would it be?" I laughed humorlessly at my son, he sat down next to me and rested his head on my shoulder. "Are you having fun?"

-Yes. My aunt is very beautiful and nice. We could call her to the beach tomorrow, couldn't we?

"She won't want to.

"Why?"

"Why..." I chose to be honest with Edu, he understood me most of the time better than anyone. "She won't want to go with me. "Why?"

"It's complicated. And don't ask me why.

- I'm sorry, Dad. But how do you want me to learn things if I don't ask why? He commented, laughing. "Smart boy...

-I know... Let's jump in! There's still dessert, and I adooro pudding! You know that. I need you to ask mom to let me eat pudding!

"I'm on my way..."

- Okay, but don't delay! "I heard the door open, but I didn't hear it close. - Oh, Dad... Uncle Pablo told me to tell you to stop being stupid and open your eyes or you'll end up losing those legs. What does that mean? "It means you have to go after your mother, that's not a child's thing.