Chapter 2 II

I'm in the house where I'll be staying from today onwards. And apparently a great vacation awaits me.

I love the property when I see it. Located in a mountainous area with abundant vegetation and full of beautiful flowers make it exclusive. The ideal place to stay.

The house is huge, open concept. And yet I miss my little house. Where I come from we don't have such big, luxurious bathrooms. Now, about to get into the jacuzzi, I've never been in one. Conveniences of city life.

I sit down and get behind the wheel, we smoke until we become Chinese. While Yuraima places a clean ashtray. The three of us talked like good friends.

My visit has a specific purpose: to teach your child Spanish. Despite our poverty, they sent me to school at home and I always stood out among the best students. I have experience teaching children in the city. It's the first time out there and everything seems new to me, it's also a learning experience for me.

Mateo doesn't take long to break the news to Hernan, my father's friend. Informing you that we arrived safely. And he walks away to speak without being heard. Apparently he's a loyal employee, unless it involves skirts. I doubt he dares to tell us what happened between us. And, speaking of which, how delicious. I started very well.

Few people live in the house, although it looks like a small hotel. Just Yuraima , her husband and one of her children. Australia's oldest studies. And everyone is excited about the news.

Two days have passed since my arrival and I prepare for classes. I comb my long hair, I'm already dressed in my work uniform. The raw, fresh fabric skirt and the matching short-sleeved shirt. It looks a little transparent to me, but it suits me very well. It makes me look extremely attractive and I like that.

Everything is ready now. The table, flowers and refreshments. Michael approaches, placing his Spider-Man bag on one of the chairs. Very carefully he takes out the notebook and the pencil case to leave them on the table. Ceremonially remove the sharpener and pencil from the zippered compartment. Just like his book and he looks at me very seriously.

-The class starts! -I said smiling. And the boy shows me his smile and his beautiful shining eyes.

-My name is Mila, are you? What is your name? If you can know.

I take the position at the head of the table and he is on my right side.

"This is my father's house," he tells me.

-Do you think he will be mad at me? Nobody told me, I get up to go somewhere else.

A male voice interrupts the conversation.

-I don't care Mila, my name is Hans. Michael's father, don't get up, it's not necessary.

I blush when I see him. He is a very handsome and young man, much more interesting than Mateo and younger than her. I look him up and down and smile, still hiding the fact that I like him. Surely this handsome man is your weak point.

-Nice to meet you, thank you for welcoming me into your home.

-How are you getting on with Mila? Son. It's very ugly, don't you see? -He says, poking his eye.

-Good father. She is very beautiful, more than the other one. She's not ugly at all.

We laugh at the child's jokes. I find them charming.

-In a little while we will make a video call. When you finish the class, you transform and become very beautiful. I'm putting you in touch with some important people in Spain who will help you. Hernan has already told me his plans.

At that moment the wife arrives and I remain silent, I am very cautious in these cases. Women are jealous. Especially the older ones. I don't want to be a reason for discontent among them. I need you to start trusting me from this moment on.

Humbly, Michael follows all the advice and behaves very well during our first lesson. In silence, I go to my room to look pretty. Without suspecting what it is.

The scheduled meeting was postponed for an hour. After this period, Hans comes looking for me and I follow him to his office. I'm nervous, it always happens when I have to do something new. I never did an interview. What makes me most insecure is his change in attitude and the look of contempt when I entered. The first thing he told me was that he would bring me new clothes and throw away everything I had. It made me feel humbled, it made someone else happy. I'm not a small thing, I don't like people talking to me like that.

The meeting begins, in front of the cameras I could see an older man, fat and with penetrating eyes, called Roberto. A speech, while I remain silent. They don't mention me at all. Once again, I feel like a miserable person.

So far, the only good thing that has happened to me is Mateo .

Suddenly I see them say goodbye and cut off communication. I come from a city and I don't understand much, is that it? I was surprised.

- What happened? -I ask Hans.

-Nothing, Mila.

During the afternoon everything is joy and happiness. We bathed in the pool and sunbathed playing with the inflatable ball. Mateo shares, very seriously, as if nothing were happening and I like it that way. I'll die of shame if anyone finds out.

My head keeps thinking, and one thought comes to me: Did you like it? I'm inexperienced out of fear, not out of lack of will. Will he do this to everyone he brings? I'd like to know what's going on in his head, without it sounding cheesy or anything.

I know it was something unexpected, a hello and goodbye. What happens is that I have a thorn, well, as I want to repeat. Of course, no entry.

We exchanged looks, smiles and good energy. In fact, it's perfect. I enjoy it a lot.

One of the women bothers me with her ugly face. Without any reason. Something moves inside me and it's not good, what could it be?

I hide what I feel, in that moment where everything is perfection. I don't want to look like a real witch.

I won't give you the chance to ruin this wonderful night.