Roberto had sneaked home at 2:00 a.m. and the least he wanted was to wake up his wife, so he decided to enter like a thief. Without realizing it, Claudia was waiting for him in the living room silently, seeing her husband's attitude, she slowly approached him and finally decided to break the silence that had reigned until now.
— Well! look who showed up...
Roberto screams with fright and with his hand on his chest pretends to have a heart attack, but Claudia, who is anything but stupid, looks at him bitterly.
— You want to scare me to death? —Roberto interpellates her with the most serious expression he can get —What the fuck is wrong with you now?
Roberto había llegado a hurtadillas a su casa eran más de las 2 de la madrugada y lo menos que quería era despertar a su mujer, así que decide entrar como un ladrón. Sin darse cuenta Claudia silenciosa lo esperaba en la sala, esta al ver la actitud de su marido se acerca lentamente y al fin decide romper el silencio hasta ahora reinante.
— ¡Vaya! miren quien apareció…
Roberto grita del susto y con la mano en el pecho finge sufrir un ataque al corazón pero Claudia que es todo menos tonta lo mira con amargura.
— ¡Hala! ¿Me quieres matar de un susto? —Roberto la interpela con la expresión más seria que puede obtener— ¿Qué cojones te pasa ahora?
— What the fuck is wrong with me? You're not going to tell me that you were up to this hour with that unfortunate friend of yours at Don Bosco.
— Of course I did, the poor guy was very depressed, I even accompanied him home.
— I'll call him to see if it's true! —Claudia picks up her cell phone and pretends to look up the number in the directory, with a cocky gesture and a frown— I don't believe a word you say.
— Do it! Go on and confirm how crazy and compulsively jealous you are —says Roberto pretending to be angry —you'd win for sure if there was a contest of hostile women.
— You're a liar! —she says while throwing some things at her husband — on top of arriving at this hour you come to make fun.
— What's wrong with you? Are you crazy? Alex and Fernanda are getting divorced and thinking about it, I think I should do it too…
— ¿Qué cojones me pasa? No me vas a decir que estuviste hasta esta hora con el inoportuno de tu amigo en el Don Bosco.
— Por supuesto que sí, el pobre estaba muy deprimido hasta lo he acompañado a su casa.
— ¡Lo llamare a ver si es verdad! — Claudia coge el móvil y finge buscar el numero en el directorio, con ademanes chulescos y con el ceño fruncido—no te creo ni un ápice de lo que dices.
— ¡Hazlo! Vamos y confírmale lo loca y celosa compulsiva que eres— dice Roberto fingiendo enfado— de seguro ganarías si hubiera un concurso de mujeres hostiles.
— ¡Eres un mentiroso! —dice mientras le tira algunas cosas a su marido— encima de llegar a esta hora vienes a burlarte.
— ¿Pero qué te pasa? ¿Estás loca? Alex y Fernanda se van a divorciar y pensándolo bien creo que yo también debería hacerlo…
— What? Don't talk garbage. What do you mean, they're leaving each other?
— It's not bullshit! They've left their love, apparently the love is over, although I doubt that's the main reason. Fernanda must be as crazy as you are...
— I wonder if Alex has a lover and you don't want to tell me? If that's the case, I'm going to find out sooner or later.
— What? Why do you always think the worst of me?
— I don't know! I think it's my sixth sense. But I don't want us to get divorced ever my dear, separations make me very sad even though that Fernanda was so heavy.
— Well… if you don't trust me and scare me by suddenly coming out in those facades we'll end up suffering the same fate.
Claudia goes at him pretending to be indignant, Roberto cannot contain his laughter trying to dodge the furtive attacks of his wife. Tired Claudia lets herself be defeated and they end up kissing and then love each other as if it were the first time, because that's what love is all about: tolerating, forgiving and above all having fun together.
— ¿Cómo? No digas chorradas ¿Cómo que se van a dejar?
— ¡No son chorradas! lo han dejado al parecer se ha acabado el amor, aunque dudo mucho que esa sea la razón principal. Fernanda debe estar tan loca como tu…
— No será que Alex tiene una amante y ¿no me quieres decir? Si es así lo voy a descubrir tarde o temprano.
— ¡Hala! ¿Por qué siempre piensas lo peor de mí?
— ¡No lo sé! creo que es mi sexto sentido. Pero no quiero que nos divorciemos nunca amor, me ponen muy tristes las separaciones aunque esa Fernanda era tan pesada.
— Pues si no confías en mí y me asustas saliendo de repente en esas fachas terminaremos sufriendo el mismo destino…
Claudia se le va encima fingiendo estar indignada, Roberto no puede contener la risa tratando de esquivar los ataques furtivos de su mujer. Cansada Claudia se deja vencer y terminan besándose para luego amarse como si fuera la primera vez, porque de eso se trata el amor de tolerar, perdonarse y sobre todo divertirse juntos.
𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 | 𝐎𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐢 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫í𝐚:
| Entrada al Concurso de poesía de Literatos - La musa del ruiseñor |  |
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| My very own K-Love |  |
| Capricho Bakery |  |
Translated by me & also using Deepl
Source of image in the cover
