Chapter 10

I put the last fork on the table when I hear a female voice, I catch a glimpse of Nick, walking towards the elevator while Molly gets up and stands where she is with a friendly smile on her lips. I feel Thamur's big hand, taking hold of my waist. I turn my body so that I can face him, I notice that his eyes have a small deep glow, which I don't know how to decipher.

—Let's go.

Speak taking me to your side, as if we were a couple. And maybe we were one. I watch a middle-aged woman kiss the left side of Nick's face, who smiles happily. The woman is well dressed and with white hair in a tight bun, leaving no strands if she wants to escape. The man beside her, whom I think is the same age as me, shakes Nick's hand. The woman looks at us when we stop next to him. A big smile stands out on her face, and I notice that her emerald green eyes shine. Without hesitating, she comes towards Thamur, and puts her arms around him. That releases me to be able to stay at a considerable height to accept the Embrace of it. Really Thamur, he is quite a big man.

—Ohh Thamur dear, I missed him.

I hear her talking sweetly, kissing the left side of his face before walking away.

—Sincerely! If I don't come here, I would never see you.

—Come on Vera, don't be exaggerated. Thamur is not but a child.

Says the man approaching him, giving him a quick hug with two pats on the back.

—And who is this beautiful girl?

She asks looking at me, with a suspicious smile.

—I'm Bellinda.

I extend my hand to the same one that holds it in length, the man already kisses my hand.

—No doubt it is.

Says the man in a polite and friendly manner.

—I thank.

—Ah and that over there is Molly.

Thamur, responds by pointing at Molly who is approaching, extending her hand as well.

—Nice to meet them.

—Until it was a good idea for Mom to want to come here today, because that way you could meet Bellinda.

I feel every muscle in my body stiff and my blood run cold. These people are Thamur's parents, Vera is his mother. I feel irritated and frustrated that Thamur did not tell me that before. The same person wraps an arm around my waist and the other rests on the bag of the pants, in a casual way. I see both of Vera's eyebrows lift in curiosity.

—It's because?

—Bellinda is my fiancee.

She speaks directly and bluntly, I see that both are surprised. But soon a smile appears.

—But ... This is wonderful, when it happened.

—It has been some time.

Five days means some time for Thamur, it is understandable that he does not want to speak the truth now. But the way he's acting I don't like, I feel like he's bragging or something, for getting a bride. As if that would prove anything, I wonder why he is acting so calm like that.

—Light, I didn't see you back there.

Nick's voice takes me out of my daydreams, and as I look down, I notice a small presence behind Vera. She hides behind her as if she were her protector, I can't see anything about her but half her face and her small hand holding the hem of her dress.

—Bellinda, this is Luz. My sister, I already told you about her remember?

I don't think it was much. I avoid rolling my eyes. I disentangle myself from Thamur, and I squat down to the same height.

—Hi Luz, I'm Bellinda.

I try to be as nice as possible, but that just makes her hide completely behind her mother. I get up in the failed attempt I had.

—Don't worry dear, she's like that with everyone, then she gets used to it.

—I am a patient person.

—Then let's eat.

Everyone agrees, Thamur's parents walk past us, followed by Nick and Molly. Thamur looks at me smiling, but his smile gradually fades when he notices my frowning expression.

—What's the problem?

—You should have warned me that your parents were coming.

—I wanted to make a surprise, I thought I would be happy.

I sigh in indignation, after all who would be happy to meet the parents of a man you know in just five days, and when did I accept the request if he never did. Thamur makes very hasty decisions, and speaks for me. Without consulting me or wanting to know my decision. I don't think Thamur takes me seriously to respect my decisions.

—You can't make decisions for me, I should choose to meet your parents now or not.

—I thought it wouldn't make a difference.

His words hurt me, say this as if he said he doesn't care what I think or feel.

—Should do.

I finally speak away from it, I don't care about the looks directed at me.

—Bellinda, that is not what I meant.

I hear his voice behind me, as he turns and enters the corridor. I take the same route as I did to go to the living room, when I go through the door I push the door to close, but Thamur's big hand makes it stop. I walk towards the bathroom in a failed attempt to close the door, I keep pressing it with my body so that it does not enter.

—Bellinda, let's talk.

—I don't want to, you made it very clear what you meant there.

I know that my strength cannot be compared to that of Thamur, and that he can enter here at any time. But he doesn't.

—It's not that.

Answer on the other side of the door.

—Look, let's just have dinner and then we solve this, we have guests.

I go back there with a fake smile, as if everything has been resolved will not improve our situation. I am not going to be part of this michuruca theater.

—No! They are not my guests, if you want you can go. I will stay here.

A long silence stretches, until it retreats, causing the door to close completely. I hear the low sounds of Thamur's footsteps, moving away. I close the door with the key and sit on the toilet with the lid down, but what I need now is to be alone.

Hot tears run down my face, this time Thamur's words hurt me deeply. Not caring about my opinion is the same as not caring about me, his words affect me and I think that unintentionally Thamur is becoming someone that matters in my life. I don't know how long I stayed here, but looking at my reflection in the mirror I think it's been a long time. I wash my face and leave the bathroom. I am startled to see Thamur, standing in front of me, with both hands in his pocket holding a serious and irritated posture.

—You know how childish it was to go back there without my fiancee, why she was locked in the bathroom. Crying because I didn't warn my parents that they were coming to dinner at my house.

I feel embarrassed by his words, but what he wanted me to do after saying he doesn't care about me. Since we met he tries to say that he cares how, and wants to be by my side. I do not have the strength to speak, what happened between him and I should not influence others, because they had nothing to do with it.

—Aren't you going to say anything?

—Do I need to say something? Where's my purse, I'm going to call a taxi to go.

I walk around the room looking for my purse, I see out of the corner of my eye that he has his eyebrows together. I don't know if it is out of indignation or anger.

—Go away?

—IT IS. me, and Molly.

I answer. I'm sure he doesn't want me here, even after embarrassing him in front of his family. I walk into the closet and look at my bag between some shelves, pick it up and then my cell phone. I see you have two missed calls from Marcy. I return to the room, and it remains standing in the same place, holding a neutral expression. As I go through the same, I feel his hand holding my arm.

—Do not go. Please stay!

His voice comes out shaky and low, in his eyes I see something like fear. Thamur has lowered his wait as his body demonstrates this. His shoulders are tense and his grip is tight on my arm, he doesn't want me to go that's clear. I let out a little sigh before giving in and nodding.

—I'm not leaving, but let's clarify a few things here.

—Whatever you want.

He responds by loosening the grip on my arm. At the same time that he says he doesn't care about my opinion, he shows fear when I say I'm leaving. Thamur Garson is a very complicated man.

—You can't make decisions for me, if we are going to do something we have to talk first. We need to be communicative if we want to be together.

—I agree. But you're going to have to promise me not to lock yourself up, but if I say something you don't like, I want you to tell me.

I shake my head timidly, because he's right. Staying locked up and pushing everyone away isn't going to make the problems go away.

—I will apologize to your parents for the rudeness.

I talk about making a move to the living room, but the same stops me.

—No need, they are gone.

He responds by going to the bed and sitting in it, I put my bag aside and watch him take off his shoes. In slow steps I approach him, resting my hands on his broad shoulders. Thamur stops what he's doing and leans his head in the middle of my breasts.

—I'm sorry I didn't have dinner with you.

—It would be our first family dinner.

—So you consider me and Molly part of your family?

He raises his head and rests his chin on the chest of my breasts. His arms wrap around my waist, bringing my body closer to his. his expression is serene, I realize that dinner was tiring because looking at him conveys this.

—Of course you are part of my family, after all you are my fiancee and I love you.