The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
YOUR SUGAR BABY WANNA BE Part 28. Leaving Palermo
You're gonna learn to trust me.
Learn to trust him. It was a word that was only easy to say but hard to do. Of course I still have a lot of doubts. But yes, he challenged me to prove his words. Let's see how it ends.
I'm going downstairs. People aren't up yet, but the housekeeper's staff is up.
So I took the time to walk around the house. Calm myself after this incident.
I didn't realize why I could hug her. And dreaming of Javier again, it seems that no matter how I try to convince myself to forget it immediately. A ten-year time trail is not an easy thing to erase in just a few months. It may take years to forget it altogether.
Cold air this morning. I looked at the permaculture area, they planted many varieties of apple trees beside the house, tucked in various berries, peach, plum, persimmon (pinkles), while the vine was left to spread in many places creating a kind of fence. This place looks amazing in the summer.
"Eliza... Are you awake?" It turns out Mama Bova was there. I arrived at his glass house and he was harvesting vegetables that he had grown in the winter, there was still kale, spinach, aragula and collar.
"Auntie, are you awake early in the morning? Aunt happy birthday." I hug him and kiss him on the cheek now.
"Thank you dear Eliza, sorry aunt is still wearing gardening clothes. Here sit next to Auntie." He brought a small plastic chair from the side of the greenhouse while he cleaned the weeds and harvested some vegetables.
"You're picking Auntie's veggies, but it's still growing well here."
"Some can grow outside. Parsnips, carrots and beets can still grow without a greenhouse here. There is no snow here. So some plants can still grow." He looked back. "Where's Bova. You're not with him?" Mother asked.
"Ohh he said he wanted to jog around the garden. I'd like to help Auntie. Are you selling this,..."
"No, sometimes I share it with people. I'm just glad to see it grow." He looked at me for a moment. "I heard you lived in Spain before."
"Yes I followed my husband to live there." I'd be blatant to this Mama Bova, maybe she doesn't agree I'm with her son can tell Bova right here.
"Ohhh, have you ever been married?" He might have just heard it by now.
"Yes we decided to split up."
"Why? Ahh sorry, if you don't want to tell me it's okay. Aunt just wants to know. Aunts are also divorced, not a fun thing to tell others. It was like opening a blurry photo sheet."
"I can't give you a child, I have a problem in my womb. So there's someone else who can do it..." But I'll explain it frankly now.
"Ohh, that's it." I don't know what his mind is. Maybe he'll ban Bova with a disabled woman like me. He thought for a moment before talking to me.
"Bova also does not want children, she considers children a burden that she cannot bear, because she spends her time working and maybe enjoying her life. Family in the shadow of many people is not part of Bova's life, she values partners but it is very difficult for ordinary women to accept what she has in mind. That's why he has trouble with commitment with ordinary women. He's not totally anti-commitment." Mama Bova explained to me. "You might think he's anti-commitment but that's not really it." He smiled at me.
"I'm sorry I put you in a room with him, it was his aunt's idea,... He said you guys need a little push. Is he being rude? I'll scold him myself..."
"No Auntie, he's pretty polite."
"really?" He laughed and I just grimaced.
"How did you see it?" He asked me about his son making me question to answer him. "You have nothing to say, a woman like you must see she must be shunned because she has not put up an anti-commitment sign." I laugh.
"Bovas? Well, he's nice. He's a good friend. He helped me a lot. But he said the friend was also a commitment. He's a committed friend he said, but I don't know what he meant. But I have a lot of problems too ... I think there's still a lot that's not clear between us, I might still have to straighten things out first, I mean clear up my problems ... And understanding who he is might take some time."
"Auntie understands, what Aunt wants to say is that she is not an anti-commitment person, otherwise if she has promised or considers you a close person, she is the most caring person you meet. Maybe you once knew he had those "pay" girls because he was too lazy to date ordinary girls. Sometimes he says they're spoiled, chatty, asking for too much attention, but you're the only one he notices right away, he doesn't hesitate to help you. Auntie doesn't know how you met, only she knows what she saw from you. But he already knows who he likes, so until he brings you here he doesn't even try to force anything between you. I think it's for sure he's committed to you..."
I listened to all his mother said. Actually, it makes me flattered. But what you have to say is not her mother. Must be him alone...
"For now we're Aunt's friends, not yet another." I'm telling the truth.
"I knew. You know each of your ways. Sometimes we just kind of mischievously force you guys. I just want him to find someone to trust, a friend to live with if possible, so he doesn't get involved with those young girls again, for whatever it is just... momentary. He has no siblings.... Parents like us sometimes think our kids are little." I smiled at her confession.
"What's wrong, I know Auntie didn't mean anything bad. Thank you for receiving me so well here."
"Together Eliza, may you continue to be friends. Friends never fight. Only they remain with each other never leaving each other. That's what we're hoping for, even though sometimes we might meet the wrong person before..."
We talked a lot later, and eventually I ended up helping her in the kitchen. Helped prepare some dishes for our lunch. Because the chef will be working for the party at dinner.
"I'm hungry." Don Juan came straight to the kitchen, he knew his mother's kitchen was always full of food.
"Vanilla, do we have any food?"
"Of course Auntie prepared lasagna, arancini, polenta, focaccia, pasta, gnocchi, salads everything is here...."
"A lot of people are starving here. Soon they will be spending this, but other than Mariam and Ellle, Mama this time has a lot of help. Professional chef..." Aunty patted me on the shoulder and I smiled broadly at her.
"You're Aunt's main chef, I'm just Sous Chef(deputy chef), every mom has a special recipe."
"It's really a vacation with good food 24 hours."
"Next time cook your mother. The child does not know himself..." Aunt laughed when I heard her.
"He can cook at least simple dishes, but the way he works makes me impatient. We've been professionals looking at the way beginners work sucks."
And some other family joined in the kitchen later, everyone here seems friendly.
"We're always starving here, eating again and again. Our diet takes care of it after we get out of here." That's how this should be for the holidays.
Some people who went home also went jogging directly to the kitchen, because the madre was ready with a lot of food there. The guests here are spoiled by the Madam but for her it may not be a hassle but a pleasure for her.
"Mom didn't ask about us?" Don Juan spoke to me when I finished my bath after helping with the kitchen.
"Hmm... asked what?"
"About last night."
"No, he's just sorry that the room is full and I have to room with you." Seeing it with this casual and short-sleeved t-shirt is a temptation.
I want to escape to the living room again. I dry my hair immediately.
"Ohhh really." He's lookingat me.
"true."
"Nothing else."
"No." Don't be too dry. Now I just want to get out. Afraid of my desire to sneak into his arms. He looked so handsome and fragrant after taking a shower. One more day I have to sleep next to him.
"You guys seem so compatible, I envy."
"That's called woman talk." He grimaces.
I don't know what he had in mind, Don Juan did not try anything, either embrace, any touch until the next morning. Now I'm amazed at his own control.
"You promised to come back." Aunt reminded me of my promise again. He spoke to me without Bova present. "I really wish you could be together? You guys look good."
"I don't know Auntie, maybe your prayers will be granted. But whatever it is thank you for welcoming me here. I'll miss you, if we don't match I'll visit you sometime."
I waved at him and parted with the others. Memories of the grave of the festive night, this warm family will always be remembered in my mind.
"Cautiously drive Fabri." He waved as we left, there would be a three-hour road trip from Palermo to Catania. But we'll be there before dinner to Aunt's, so we can have dinner with Dad.
"You happy?"
"Of course, thank you for taking me." Bova smiled hearing that I did not regret my participation this time.
He was willing to talk to me like a friend during the trip. Not to mention anything about our embrace, or make his temptations that sometimes make me always try hard to get rid of it.
When we arrived in Catania in the afternoon and evening to visit Dad. He also acts as a supportive friend. Calm Dad who asked a lot about our case.
You're gonna learn to trust me.
He seems serious about proving his point. And he doesn't want to rush. In a way, maybe right now he is also convincing himself.
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