Chapter 3 Two

"I met your father when my mother decided to do a cleaning in the house of a very rich lady who had a huge garden, at the time we lived in rocinha and took a crowded bus to get there, it was fun to listen to the gossip at five in the morning, it was fun for me ... " Mrs. Marilia laughed as she sat on the couch lost in thought. "For my mother it was always a stress, after all, it was exhausting. I was sixteen, and the night before there had been gunfire...

As the Lady of the house would leave that day and she would be alone, she decided that she would take me for fear that there would be gunfire again and I would be alone at home. While my mother was cleaning I decided to walk a little through the garden and get to know the beautiful flowers that lived there. That's where I first saw his father, he was eighteen at the time. Beautiful. " She cracked a smile... "He asked me my name and we were talking, Peter introduced me to every kind of plant that was in that place, I completely lost track of the hours next to him, and when we said goodbye, he took out a Jasmine flower and gave it to me. That made me have butterflies in my stomach. I went in and went to help my mother with the chores. After that day I convinced her that I could be helpful in helping her on the weekends with the cleaning. She left, and I and Pedro consequently got closer, exchanged contact and started dating in secret, sometimes Pedro would see me at school and we would go out to eat something, he was my first man. Only our worlds were completely different right! I did Enem and entered the business school and Pedro passed the military exam, we went two years without seeing each other and lost contact, it was a very painful match and I focused only on college ... Until one day I am in college completely distracted, when Pedro enters who was there for a seminar on the importance of the Brazilian army, at the time because of all the war that was happening between factions and etc., this seminar was useful in several schools and colleges. I recognized him on the spot, he came to me after the seminar and we talked. From this he started to put credit on my phone so that we could return to exchange sms, we talked by call, since at that time there were no social networks. And one day as one who wants nothing, he asked me to marry him. Dating back then wasn't that simple, mainly because our worlds were different and our relationship wouldn't be accepted, we had already taken the test in the beginning. Overnight he introduced me to this house of ours here in Holambra and we moved here two months later, we got married in civil the day before we moved, money buys marriage certificate, simple as that, we fled. "

"And my grandma? " I asked curiously.

"Your grandmother only knew I was leaving when I showed up with the ring on my finger. Warning that she had married Peter and that it would be no use for her to say that it would not work. She laughed in my face, hugged me and wished me well. I knew she would behave that way, who didn't accept it was Peter's mother that as we knew she would make hell we chose this house away from her. "

"How beautiful, Mom! " I said smiling.

"The adventure doesn't stop there, you had asked me why Jasmine, hadn't you? " She smiled, I nodded. "We chose Holambra because it is the city of flowers... And a very important detail is that when I got pregnant with you my desire was always to smell Jasmine. And then we knew it was going to be a girl. We left to choose your name in childbirth and when your father laid eyes on you, el and said: Sweet as a flower of Jasmim and of free soul as Jasmine. My beautiful Jasmine. So you chose your name. " My mother said laughing.

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But not always all stories have happy endings, lately I cared only about being and seeing my mother's happiness. She was my heart. Photographing, taking care of Mrs. Marilia and working in her restaurant were the only things that mattered to me.