Not being able to sleep at all for thinking about my return to Panama. That only makes me feel more awake, my stomach upset and my thoughts about everything and nothing do not leave me alone. Looking at the time, it is very early, but I decide to get up to prepare breakfast myself, my sunshine is happy when I pamper him with these little details. Going down to the kitchen, I see Brenda and smile.

"Good morning miss,” her beautiful smile greets me first.

"Good morning Brenda," I approach her, "today I will be the one to prepare breakfast, you will take care of lunch and dinner," the woman nods. I still remember when I got to this house, they wouldn't let me do anything, but of course I wasn't going to let myself go, I had to help and I did.

"Okay miss, I'll go ahead with other duties," one last smile and she leaves, for my part I go to the kitchen to do my thing. Two hours later with breakfast on the table, I sigh when I see him, I will miss having breakfast with him.

"Good morning Wonder" I feel his kiss on my head, smiling I turn.

"Good morning ..." I greet when I see him with my brown in his arms, “I know you both woke up at the same time,” I take my child in my arms to feed him.

"Actually, piccolo uomo woke me up," he winks at me.

“My baby is an alarm clock,” I look at that man who has done so much for me, “let's sit down, I want to enjoy this last breakfast,” my son when he feels my breast in his mouth begins to feed like the glutton he is.

"You speak as if we're never going to see each other again," he says mockingly, "don't be so dramatic Wonder, for when you come back, I'll be here waiting for you." I look at him with accusing eyes.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you answer me yesterday or call me back?" I raise an eyebrow and looked at him annoyed.

"Come on, don't look at me like that, I was busy and since I knew I would come I wanted to surprise you," he winks at me and I can't help but laugh, I can't keep still with his winks.

"Okay, I believe you, but if you don't get to take the calls I make from Panama, when I get here you will be a dead man, understand?"

He puts his hand on his head like a soldier, “sir, yes, sir."

I laugh when I see him do that nonsense, “you don't change Francesco, you're crazy,” I've only known him for almost 10 months and it's as if I've known him all my life, our relationship happened quickly, we understood each other instantly and the chemistry was right, it was almost like with my  friends, we got along from minute one.

Breakfast passes quickly, whenever I'm with him everything seems to fly, I feel so comfortable with him that I never feel the time go by.

"The boys have called me," he looks at me sitting on the sofa in front of me, “I was not aware of them not being aware your trip,” I frown, “I told them you were leaving, I didn't know you were keeping it hidden,”

I snort, “take it easy, I wasn't going to leave without saying anything, you've done well." I smile to reassure him, I look away at the clock in front of me, I wish the hours would go by slower.

"You should invite your friend, it would be good to meet him," I look away again, this time to see my marrone, I don't want Randon to see him, not until we have nowhere to go and he makes a fuss on me when we're both in the jet.

“I better not, if he's here I'll have to pay more attention to him for being the visitor and you know how our friends are, yesterday when they met,” I shake my head again and again, “the whole atmosphere became strange.” I shrug my shoulders, “I'll be with him when I get to Panama, after all I'll need help to get mom out of that state she's in,” I feel his insistent gaze on me, I try not to look at him, but it's in vain, I raise an eyebrow.

“You cannot avoid the inevitable,” he says then gets up and leaves the room. I snort desperately, I know that I cannot avoid things forever, but the longer I lengthen them the better, so I will know how to do things, or at least I will try to know them.

"Good," I hear the cry of Fatima, my son is startled and begins to cry.

“Great! You just make arrived and the baby is crying,” Mica reproaches her.

"He has been interrupted in his food." I look at my friends smiling as I try to calm my grumpy son.

"Were you thinking of leaving without saying anything?" Steve asks in front of me.

"Yeah, how bad of you," Roderick looks at me sadly.

“I was not going to leave without saying anything,” I look at each one, “I was going to call you to spend the day together, only that my sun was faster,” I clarify, “so leave your accusations and fill this angel with love because he will be gone for a month.” My friends sits opposite me.

"You do well Olethea, your mother needs you," I raise an eyebrow at Fatima, “your sun told us everything,” she shrugged.

“Quiet, you did well, you are doubting this and you should not be,” Steve does not take his gaze from me, “she is your mother and she needs you. And yes, I know why you had not gone, but you must understand that everything has its time and the time to return has already arrived for you.”

“He's right,” Mica supports him, “she's your mother and she needs you, you must do the right things.”

Biting my lips, I give a sigh of defeat, my friends are very right, “okay, you are absolutely right, now I only have to travel and help my mother because that's what I really want, nothing else matters." I smile at them, determined about what I'm going to do.

"But we're going to miss this little thing a lot," Micaela takes away my son who had calmed down.

"We're going to miss him a lot,” my sunshine enters the living room. "It'll be hell, the house will so empty," He frowns as he thought about it.

“Easy man, I can arrange a party in this house, I will bring in a lot of asses so you can overcome the sadness and abandonment," Fatima laughs, I look at her venomously.

"Don't be an indecent woman," I growled at her, " pray that I don't find out you've done shit like that, or you're going to see it with me. Is that clear?"

My friend, still laughing, looks at me, “damn it, easy. But you are so overprotective of your man," she mocks and I roll my eyes, she's impossible, “he also needs to have fun and you know it.”

I snort, "yes I know, but that fun that you want to give is not to my liking, I don't want him to be seen doing that," I look at her seriously, I'm not playing games.

“Calm down Wonder,” he sits next to me and hugs me, “you're very tense honey, you should relax, I'll be fine and you will be fine as well as the baby.” I take a deep breath, he is right, I must calm down or am I able to bring out that shitty temper as they call me? “I want you to be calm and focus on your mother,” he kisses me on the head.

"Please do," asks Roderick, “you're in a bad mood, you're not good at all and today I don't feel like being told things to my face." I look at him and seeing him so serious, I contain my laughter.

"God, you really put a child in a man's fucking body," Fatima mutters through her teeth.

“Don't be like that Fatima,” Mica reproaches her, “not because it is worth everything to the rest of us, not because they call you a bitch and it is a compliment, means it should also be a compliment to the others.”

Fatima squints  eyes, “have I heard correctly? The demure virgin, well-spoken and almost instilled of good things, did she say fox?”

Mica's tone immediately rises, a few more minutes and her head will explode, the laughter is not long in coming, but a pillow decorative is stamped on the face of Fatima, “shut your mouth," Mica yells in a bad mood. "You make me sick when you talk that way, you always make fun of me, I hate that." Almost crying and all smile erased from her face, she leaves the room. We all look at Fatima.

"Damn it, I swear I don't understand her," she huffs and gets up. "It makes me want to give her a fucking spanking for putting me in this fucking scandals."

I raise an eyebrow, “is there something I haven't heard about?" My friend stops before leaving.

“You don't ask the obvious,” without clarifying, she leaves the room.

I look at my friends and my sun, "I always had my suspicions," whispers Steve, "Fatima is a crazy whore, damn she can be compared to a fucking man," my gossipy friend gets on the edge of the sofa to whisper, “one day I saw her with a woman. Damn! She moaned more than I make one moan,” he shouts this time, “the damn girl is good at giving pleasure.”

My sun and Roderick look at him with their mouths open while I bursts into laughter, the three of them look at me without understanding anything, “it is incredible how you men feel threatened by everything, I will go look for my son before Fatima feels like fucking to punish,” I sigh, yes, I still remember when they fucked me to punish me, I involuntarily smile and leave the living room.

When I get outside my friends are giving each other very hot kisses, I am shocked to see my baby in the middle of those two pairs of tits. I clear my throat.

"Don't fuck, Olethea," Fatima growls looking at me.

“Ah what no fuck?” I caress my lips with my index finger, “first, that you wanted to hide your relationship. Second, you acted only so that you own friend would not notice and third, my son of barely two months is between her tits and from what I see, this was not going to be just kisses. So I will take my marrone and you are free to go wherever you want,” taking my son away from Mica, who was very quiet about everything, I go back to the living room to my friends and my sun.

Spending time with my social circle is always good for me, I forgot for a few hours that I should be leaving, my nerves and the anguish of going back to where I did not think to return so soon. At least, I rested from everything for a few hours, right now I have the impossible stomach upset and the anxiety wants to kill me.

"Fuck, what a friend," I hear Fatima whistle ,"what a fucking jet."

I smile, “it's not his Fatima," I lower her from the cloud and she looks at me more impressed.

"I knew you had money, but I didn't know you own one of these,” she raises her eyebrows, trying not to laugh.

"It's not mine either and no, he didn't rent it."

My friend opens her mouth and gestures with her hands, “don't screw me,” she laughs, “you haven't arrived in Panama and that dark-haired man already…he wants to tell you how to do things,” the laughs of my friends didn't make me laugh.

“First, that man always do everything he wants, secondly, I will avoid him as much as I want and third, if it is to avoid more than 11 hours of flight on a commercial line, I will avoid it on a private flight, my son will be more comfortable,” I purse my lips to see.

"Okay, okay, okay, you always think about everything." She hugs me and kisses me on the cheek, "take care of my baby or you'll get a good beating when you come back."

I relax and smile, “don't have any doubts about that, I'll take good care of the baby," my friend separates from me.

"I'm going to miss you a lot. And the baby, don't delay, okay?" Hugging Mica, I give her a kiss on the cheek, she’s too sentimental.

“Quiet woman, I promise that everything will be fine, I will return when you least expect it,” and clearly my friend's tears are not long in coming, that excites me, but I try not to fall, I don't want to cry.

"We're going to miss you so much, we will tell Steve about your departure," I nod to what Roderick says.

"Tell him to please smile more and stop being so correct," I wink at my friend before hugging him. I see them move away, sighing I look at my sun with my baby in my arms.

"I'll help you with the bags," Randon offers, who was further away, I let him take them.

"I'm going to miss you very much, promise me you'll be fine, promise that if you need me you'll come to Panama for me," I see him smile in that happy way he use to do it.

“I promise Wonder,” he caresses my cheek, “I'm going to miss you very much,” he frowns and his eyes darken, “but I don't want you to force everything, take the time you need, I want you to do things right.” I look away from him, his hand goes to my chin and he forces me to look at him, “leave your pride and forgive them, but do it from your heart. The things we most want to avoid are the ones that comes the fastest,” he kiss my forehead, “I want everything to go well, I want ...” I put my hand over his mouth to shut him up.

"Say no more," I say, looking into his eyes,"I'll do everything I can, I'll try to do the best I can." I sigh and caress his cheek. "I just want you to be well and please always answer my calls and message.”

He smiles at me again, “I promise you Wonder,” he gives me a quick kiss on the lips, as fast as the one we accidentally gave each other the day we met. That makes me laugh, “now come on, I don't want to miss you even having you here,” he hands me my son.

"I love you my sun, I love you as much as you love us," giving him one last look, I go to the jet where I see that Randon has observed everything, I look at my sun again and he nods, sighing I continue my way. When I get on the jet I look at everything, fuck Hamann, the guy always do things in big ways.