I elbowed him and he groaned in pain. How can he say that to a six year old boy? "God pudding, no need to be so violent."
I turned my attention back to Aunt Lydia. "Let's go to the kitchen. I was helping the caterers to put everything ready for dinner." I then looked at Marco who was still in pain and smiled sweetly at him. "Darling, can you entertain Milan while me and tía are doing the final touches for dinner."
Marco nodded and took Milan's hand to bring him to the living room. Aunt Lydia and I then walked to the kitchen and that's when I noticed she was limping instead of walking. There was also a bandage on her foot.
"Tía, what happened to your foot?" I asked, worried. When I called her she didn't mention getting injured.
"Oh don't worry about that." she chuckled. "I just stepped on lego."
I facepalmed myself. I knew all those boxes of lego wasn't a good idea.
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Later on the night Marco's parents arrived, Luca and Reina, and at last Ximena and Rodrigo. Lately Ximena and Rodrigo had spent an awful amount of time together. They even went on a vacation to Bali, Indonesia in November. I wonder if they are in a relationship, but they both have denied it. "We are just friends!" they always said in unison.
When everyone arrived we started dinner. There was a lot of food. There was chicken drumsticks and vegetables in mustard tarragon sauce, garlic and herb roasted turkey, macaroni and cheese, roasted sweet potatoes, mashed sweet potatoes, cheesecake, roasted garlic bread, and bacon potatoes.
The food was delicious and I might consider to hire this catering service the next time when we are having a party. During dinner we talked about a lot of stuff. Ximena and Rodrigo talked about their holiday weekend in Bali. If one would not know, they would think they were a couple. Rodrigo seemed so caring for Ximena and I'm pretty sure Ximena is the one who's friendzoning him. I probably should talk to her about her feelings towards Rodrigo. I know that now she has trust issues, because of that jerk Blake but I think she need to give Rodrigo a chance.
Then Milan entertained us with his story about this girl he liked at school and how she was mad at him, because he didn't wanted to share his cupcake with her. "But mommy," he said sweetly and looked at me with cheesecake on his tiny nose. "It was my last cupcake and now she's mad at me."
I chuckled and wiped the cheesecake off his nose. "Don't worry, when you go back to school, she will not be mad at you anymore." My little boy is growing so fast, he's already getting infatuated. It will only take a couple of years before he will fall in love and will introduce me to his girlfriend. I just hope he will not turn into a heartbreaker.
"Really?" he asked surprised.
I nodded. "Of course, if she likes you back, she cannot stay mad at you."
"Like your friend boy and you?" He still called Marco my friend boy.
"Yes bud." Marco answered grinning and ruffled his hair. "Like mommy and I. Take notes bud."
Everyone laughed. We had such a great family time and after a long time I felt complete. I finally had my life together. All the times that I was scrolling through my instagram feed in the past and seeing quotes about getting your life together, I think this is the moment. My moment.
I was surrounded by the people I love and adored. Marco's parents were so nice towards me and they accepted me with open arms. They often made pregnancy and wedding jokes which earned them a glare from Marco.
After dinner we went to the living room to play board games and watch a movie. I turned on the bluetooth on my phone and it connected with the speaker in the room. Music was blasting through the small speaker and Ximena and Reina held a karaoke contest. I joined them and together we sang mistletoe from Justin bieber and Santa tell me from Ariana Grande.
Unexpectedly I felt warm liquid in my underwear. It wasn't suppose to come this early. Oh god, it can't be happening right now!
I excused myself and ran upstairs to the bathroom. When I pulled down my underwear I cursed inwardly. Why does it need to happen right now when I ran out of pads and forgot to buy some. I covered my face and sighed deeply. What the hell should I do? I'm not going back downstairs like this. And I will definitely not use toilet paper as emergency pads, because I did that in the past and it just ended up horribly disgusting.
I don't know how long I sat on the toilet, but suddenly I heard a faint knock on the bathroom door. "Pudding, are you alright?" Marco asked, worried.
"No," I squeaked. "It's my time of the month and I forgot to buy pads."
It was silent for a couple of seconds and then I heard Marco ask, "Do you want me to buy you some?"
"That would be nice, Vasilios." I answered back. I couldn't stay in here forever.
"Okay, stay here. I'll be back in a couple of minutes." I heard him walking in the room, probably looking for his wallet and then I heard the bedroom door close.
Fifteen minutes went by and the bathroom door opened and Marco appeared with in his hand a blue plastic bag. "Most stores were closed. The one that was open, didn't had pads. So I bought tampons. The man who work there said it was the same."
Tampons and pads are not the same.But oh well, atleast he went out to buy them for me. "Thank you darling, but tampons and pads are not the same. But I'll make it work." I planted a kiss on his cheeks. "You're so sweet!"
"Everything for you pudding." He smiled and caressed my tummy. "You're not in pain right? I mean I heard a lot about period cramps and how bad they can be."
I laughed softly and my insides melted at how worried he sound. Every time I was on my period he treated me like I was pregnant. He didn't allow me to work and let me stay in bed. I told him so many times that it was not that bad, but he just chose not to believe me. "No darling, it does not hurt at all. Don't worry."