"You-- you know that Miguel will take me home here in Rancho Villaverdes mansion?" Zaviah asked to her mother.
"Yes. I'm sorry. I wouldn't have wanted to. But your grandfather intervened. That's why--"
"You need not to say sorry, mom."
She already knew what had happened and why she's there. It has the permission of the king of Hacienda Mondragon. That's how people of Hacienda Mondragon treat his grandfather, the decision maker. After all, then his decision can't be broken by anyone.
"They talked about it. Your grandmother gave the phone to Don Rafael. He heard it, those moment Miguel called," her mother explained.
Nothing happens if she gets mad. She didn't want to say anything more to her mother. She never been bad to mom, that someone who brought here on earth. After all, all decisions she made in her life were supported by her mother. Even sometimes it doesn't quite agree with her. What else can she do when everything seemed to be planned. According to her opinion. She got up and sat on the side of the bed. She was there alone. Wherever Miguel went, she no longer knew it. So she thought it had come out and was already in his room.
'I just hope that it didn't happen'
She blames herself. Why she became vulnerable in those moments. But nothing, she can't take back every second so she can't change whatever she didn't want to be. She would just take a bath that's what she thought she would do. But she remembered that she didn't have any clothes. She stood up and sat down on the sofa. There she saw folded women's clothes. She looked at it. She was sure all was there would fit her. Miguel probably laid out neatly on the sofa. She shook her head and smiled.
'Miguel is really a good person even though he is a Villaverde' It came out to her mind.
There were also a bath towel as well and a bath rub. She took off all her wears and put on her body the bath robe. As she turned back her gaze on the bed , there she saw her phone. She picked it up and the bath towel as well, then went to the bathroom. She wanted to listen music as she's taking a bath. Guest room is big. Even before she got married to Miguel, she slept in that guest room. So she knew that there was a spacious bathtub there inside. There is also a shower right inside. And the comfort room is separate. When she entered, she unintentionally slammed the door shut. In the shower she first went to take a bath. She already took off the bath robe and hanged not far away from shower. She opened the shower and landed under it. Water fell freely on her body. She could feel it. She also felt the heat of herbody evaporate. She closed her eyes. Unexpectedly, the scene between the two of them on the floor was refreshed. Even though the water was cold she felt its strange effect on her body. She held her chest and she remembered how sweet Miguel's lips was. She knew they both had an ernestly touched to each other.
'It's annoying. Why do I still remember? ' she whispered to herself.
She avoided reaching out far her imagination. So she opened her eyes. She would go where the bathtub was. Maybe she could spend a few minutes there. She will just soak in soap if there is any. But she was shocked that someone was there. She did not know how her palms covered the private parts of her body. Likewise the man in the bathtub got surprised too. So it stood up quickly.
"Oh! Zav you're here too."
"Ahh because ---"
"She seemed to be nailed and dumb as if she had lost the ability to speak. The man as quite handsome as Machete with perfect abs, she had seen in the movie stood up. Her eyes rolled around the whole she could see. It was only at that moment that he saw entirely Miguel's naked body.
"Okay go ahead if you like it here. I'll go."
"No. You stay. I'd rather--"
Her lost mind returned to normal trance. She can able to speak and answered right away as well. She made fast and biggest steps or exactly to say she almost ran to the door. As fast as she could she tried turning the door knob to open. But it was as if bad luck was really overtaking her. Or as if destiny is allowing her to be get tempted. She couldn't open the door. Even though she almost destroyed it by turning to the right on her full force.
"No. Zav don't do that. You can't open that anymore. That door knob is broken."
She wanted to be mad with what happened. Instead she just closed her eyes and took a deep breath. And she didn't even think that the two of them would be locked inside. The door knob was defective. He didn't intend to hit it hard when she entered. It need to be destroyed before they can get out.
'Oh! Why this is happening?' she asked whispering to herself.
"Are you saying anything?
Miguel heard it but wasn't clear so he asked what was Zaviah really saying.
"No-no. Nothing."
He did not want to repeat what she had said. She just covered her face in those moments. How could she get away the temptation when it so alive in front of her. She forced herself to calm down. There was nothing she could do if she get hysterical.
"Don't worry. I'll just ruin the door knob so we can get out."
But how can Miguel break that kind of door knob which is first class quality. And even if he will kick the door it would not budge. It was made of sturdy narra tree.
How many hours will they wait to be together like Adam and Eve. They simply like they are at the paradise. Two people who were truly missed each other, will surely reach the paradise. Zaviah also forgot too the bath robe she hung on the side with the shower.