Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

Carmencita’s image of the night was that at the beginning it hurt and in the end she didn’t know because she fainted.

Carmencita slept until noon the next day.

I woke up sore.

He could not for a moment remember the events of the previous night, except that he had been with Marco.

With a creak, the door burst open.

Carmencita froze for a moment, then pulled the covers over herself and pretended to sleep.

No sooner had Marco entered than there was already movement in the bed, he put the takeaway in his hand to one side and sat on the edge of the bed, half a moment before saying aloud, “Aren’t you hungry?”

The man in the bed did not move.

He didn’t say another word, but got up and opened the takeaway, the smell of the food wafted through the house and the person in the bed finally stirred.

Marco stifled a laugh and said, “Get up, I know you’re awake, I’ve brought you your clothes”.

It was then that Carmencita finally couldn’t take it any longer and sat up clutching the sheets: “Have you been to my house?

Marcus looked down at his flushed face and calmed slightly, explaining lightly, “I went to Alaric’s house to buy it for you”.

Carmencita was relieved at this and then embarrassed.

He looked at Marco and said: “Come out for a moment”.

Marco didn’t even look at her, pretending he hadn’t heard her, just put his bag on the bed and took a seat on the sofa with his back to her.

Carmencita bit her lip, hid under the covers and put her clothes back on, and came over to sit across from him.

“Eat.” Marco pushed the already unwrapped food in front of her and handed her another bowl of soup, “Better start with the soup.”

She is not worried about eating soup before she eats, but it is good that she is worried.

Carmencita reached out and took it, with many things on her mind to say, but first let’s eat.

After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he realised that it was close to evening and that Silo had sent the address of the cafeteria.

Marco watched her scrolling through her text messages and said: “Are you going to see Silo, I’ll leave you”.

Carmencita could not believe he was so kind and looked at him with a suspicious face.

Marco felt uncomfortable that she was looking at him like that, but explained: “You are meeting with him, you only have five minutes, finish and leave.

Carmencita would be condemned to listen to him.

…

In the cafeteria, Silo seems to have been waiting for a long time.

“I’m sorry I’m late. Carmencita expressed regret.

“It’s OK.

Silo is gentle and polite, just as he was when we first met.

“No need to feel sorry for me, in fact the first time I met Marco I knew he liked you, I just didn’t know why they didn’t get together.” Silo had a smile on his face, “But now he seems to have come to his senses”.

“Huh?” Carmencita was a little confused.

Silo kept smiling: “I’ll tell you a story”.

Carmencita nods and listens in silence.

Silo had a childhood girlfriend who was supposed to be a by-the-book guy, but she snuck into an early relationship the year he graduated from high school. The two went to high school together and studied abroad together until his sophomore year, when a car accident separated him from his first girlfriend.

This story, which Carmencita has seen countless times on television since she was a child, is neither far-fetched nor novel.

However, it happened to someone she knew, and her heart was heavy.

“That year we were going to go back home and get engaged, we even planned where the wedding would be after university, even decided how many children we would have, all that. Silo finally stopped smiling, a sad expression on his face.

“You’re a lot like her personality, but it’s not because you look like her that I want to try it with you, I know better than anyone that she’s gone and I want a chance to start again, after all, those who are alive have to live”.

With a few simple words, Carmencita was already sobbing.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Shiloh took the paper and handed it to him, “I’m not telling you this to make you cry, Marco might have to beat me up later. ”

Carmencita took the handkerchiefs and just shook her head.

When Toli offered to introduce him to a girlfriend that day, he was going to say no, but thinking of his parents’ expectations, he accepted.

Fortunately, Carmencita was something like her, with a similar personality, although she was well aware that Carmencita was not her.

He was interrupted midway by Marco.

He met Marco, young, talented and brilliant.

Marco liked Carmencita and saw that right away, so he didn’t get too involved at the time. Later, when Toli got injured, she found out that Carmencita was still not with Marco and, although she didn’t know what was in between, she decided to give him a chance.

He told himself that if he didn’t try, how would he know he couldn’t start a new relationship again.

But before he could start, Marco killed him again halfway through.

Yesterday he left the cinema alone and went back to his grave and stayed there late into the night before returning home.

Starting a family, getting married and having children is the norm in life, and he, for his part, could have chosen not to have that norm in life.

A hundred years later, he could still go down to meet her clean and unhurried, and be content to meet the only person he loved in his life.

…

Marco was very anxious waiting outside and when he couldn’t resist going into the coffee, he saw Silo coming out.

This boy relies on his common sense.

Shiloh nodded, smiled slightly and left.

He enters and finds Carmencita crying on the table, and crying especially hard.

Oh, shit! I should have hit that Silo kid.

He held back the violence in his heart and reached out to hold her in his arms, asking her in a warm voice, “What’s the matter with you? What’s the matter with Silo that he’s intimidating you?

Carmencita grabbed his shirt and snorted: “Silo is so pathetic … oooh …”.

Marco clenched his fist, still wanting to hit Silo.

Back in the car, Carmencita’s mood has stabilised and Marco glances at her from time to time with trepidation as he starts the car.

Suddenly, Carmencita asked her: “I like you very much, do you like me?

“Sh… what?” stammered Marco in a rare moment.

Coldly confessed, he, a man in his early thirties, was really as nervous as a young man.

He slowly told the story of Marco Silo and at the end, he asked: “I’m so sorry for Silo, now he can’t even see his girlfriend”.

Marco looked at her, started the car and drove to the military zone.

“Aren’t you on holiday?” asked Carmencita incredulously.

Marco released one hand, grabbed her head and kissed it, and said, “Go make a report and apply for marriage.

Carmencita was confused: “Married to whom?”

“Of course it’s with you, you silly girl!” Marco slapped her obnoxiously across the forehead.

“You …”

Carmencita was about to say something else when Marco interrupted her.

“Carmencita, listen, I’m only going to say these things once, I’m in a special position, I had a few girlfriends in my early years, but they all broke up quickly, and then I was too busy working to feel like a relationship, we know each other well enough, and I don’t think it’s impulsive to get married now, I’m eleven years older than you, I’ve seen you grow up, I know you better than your parents, and it’s true that before I only treated you like a sister, but for me to give you to another man, that would be impossible, because I want to be with you, because I love you and I want to be with you for a long time.”

Carmencita pointed to herself: “Do you love me?

Marco looked around the room with a cold stare: “There is no love”.

“I heard it all, you said you loved me!” Carmencita pounced at once.

“What’s the point, I’m driving!”