Contract of love in Venice

I give a warning to the abuser; I prefer that, rather than slapping my boss's slimy brother-in-law. I'm tired of having to sneak around to avoid abuse from the men I work with.

On this occasion, my boss is traveling, so I decide to stay alone in the office, at lunchtime. In apparent tranquility.

My colleagues went out, I had lunch and I read a few chapters of the book on duty.

After half an hour, there is a knock at the door, it is Mr. Carmelo, husband of my boss's sister. Every time he sees me, I notice that strange look on his face and the expression on his face that makes me uncomfortable. He finds me alone and asks me to make duplicates of some documents.

We head to the area where the equipment is. I turn my back on him and start taking out the copies. At that moment, I feel him pass the folder he is holding in his hands across my buttocks. It's such an unpleasant sensation that I stop myself from screaming. I turned around immediately and, looking him in the eyes, threatened to tell his wife. From the tone of my voice, he knows I'm serious. He leans back and leaves, telling me what will happen later.

The manager of the company arrives, I sit down to talk with him and tell him what happened. He takes it not very seriously, although he tries to hide it. In addition, suddenly he bursts out laughing.

Seeing that I am annoy by his attitude, he becomes serious and apologizes to me.

— Don't get irritated, it's just that I find it funny that that fat man dares so much. Next time he disrespects you, give him a good slap. He continued laughing.

"This time, I put up with it," I told him, but I warned him that I would tell his wife if he did it again.

After the meeting, I retire to my office. The president of the group is traveling. I have no one else to turn to.

I had a great time this blessed afternoon. Pussy! —I say to myself—Resign! Now! Find another job where you won't be bothered!

I leave work and go to the mall; I want to travel so badly. I make a calculation of the compensation I will receive if I leave work and consult the destinations and prices of plane tickets. The girl from the agency tells me that I only have enough to go to Jamaica. Not bad.

From that moment on, I began to shape the idea in my head.

I get home and kiss my mother on the cheek, while I put my hair in a ponytail, to cool off.

- Today it's very hot!

— Yes mom, the temperature is 32 degrees.

"Give me another kiss, daughter, you seem strange," her mother whispered.

—Mom, you already know that I don't like you to question me, I don't want to worry you. What's for dinner?

I went to the kitchen and lifted the lid of a pot hoping to find pasta. I love Italian food. Instead, there are beans.

I give him another kiss, this time closer, and I say:

— I'm going to turn on the air to cool the environment while I bathe.

I take my time in the shower. I put on simple clothes, like the ones I usually wear at home. Pink and blue shorts, with a beige top. Hair up and rubber sandals, the kind that slip through your toe. When I finished, I went down the stairs.

My appearance has changed. I look more relaxed.

— Daughter, I prepared stewed beans with rice...

I grimace, indicating displeasure.

—It doesn't provoke me, mom. I feel like some pasta. However, I'd better make myself a sandwich, so I don't get too dirty.

— No, daughter... Feed yourself...

—I just want something light. Moreover, you know I don't like beans. I eat them just to please you!

- What happens?

— I don't want to talk about it now because it's going to make me uncomfortable again. I'm calmer now.

- It's okay my love.

- I had an idea. I want to travel.

—And that? Where are you going?

— Because I want to... I like Europe, I went to an agency and the budget reaches me to Jamaica.

—And what are you going to do there? Why don't you go to Italy?

— It's more expensive for me.

—My friend Cristiano's brother lives there and always invites me. If you want, I'll talk to him.

—It is great news, mommy.

I was very happy, I imagine myself in Italy, walking and tasting delicious dishes. My mother's proposal leads me to daydream.

From the excitement, I forget about the bad time I had at the office.

I'm cooking dinner, while I think about how to arrange everything so that the trip becomes a reality.

—Mom! Do you want me to prepare one for you? If you say yes, I'll tell you what happened in the office!

— Okay, prepare a delicious one.

I made two, one for each one, filled with cheese, ham, tomato and sauces.

I approached my mother and handed her the food.

- You're going to love it.

— Let's see, he says, I can't stand my curiosity.

—The boss's brother-in-law disrespected me.

—What abuse!, what did you do?

— I spoke with the manager, Felipe's brother. When he's traveling, I have to get along with him.

- That seems fine to me. Enough of the abuse of women.

— Yes, in truth, it wasn't that much what he did, it was just something unpleasant. His expression disgusted me. What bothered me was the look on his face and the expression on his face. He's a pervert. I threatened to tell his wife.

— Well done, daughter. You don't have to stay silent. If not, another day he goes and does something worse to you.

— Yes, then... now it's your turn.

—Me?

— Mom, don't act... Tell me about this Cristiano and his family. What are they like? What did he say to you when he invited you to Italy?

— They are Romans, my friends. They have been in Margarita for three years; I have helped them a lot. They always tell me to take a vacation and that I can get to their brother's house.

— Great. Where in Italy does the family live?

— In Rome, it is a couple with two daughters. You could stay there to sleep.

In addition, he told me about Venice, where he offered to take me to his cousin's house.

—It's better than I expected, then I'll be able to see Rome and Venice.

—Yes, but let me tell him; then we organize.

—It's great news mom. I'm happy. I will take that trip and see everything. It is a fantastic destination. The best thing that can happen to me.

—And the money? How much do you have saved?

—Not much, I had to pay for college. If I resign, I will receive a good compensation.

—Think carefully, daughter. If it is the best for you, I support you.

— I'm going to think about it. Meanwhile, you talk to the Italian.

My mother goes to her room to rest; she is happy to see that I achieve my goals and wants to give me a hand.

I go to the studio, I'm not sleepy. The priority now is to research, watch videos about Rome and Venice. It seems so romantic to me...

I'm studying for a long time, until the urge to go to bed overcomes me. I go to sleep. That night was splendid. I have beautiful dreams.

I wake up to the delicious aroma coming from the kitchen. My mother is preparing breakfast and it smells very good. I take a shower and get ready. I don't wear skirts or dresses, I try to attract as little attention as possible. Therefore, I decided to wear a long-sleeved cotton blouse and pleated pants. Both pieces in blue and black sneakers, just like my bag.

Went down the stairs, full of confidence and love for my mother, I hugged her saying:

— Blessing mommy, I love you very much.

-You will leave me alone. —Carmen asked me.

—Why do you say that? Of course, not, you will never get rid of me! You will always be with me, wherever I am.

— Thank you daughter, I love you. Eat and go to work. Remember, you shouldn't be ashamed. The things some men think have nothing to do with you.

Each person looks. According to their experience and from their heart. Abusers act this way because they assume they can have access to all women. You just mark your distance and you will be fine.

We had breakfast, a delicious scrambled egg with ham and yellow cheese, toast and coffee.

— I love the food, thank you. I'm leaving before I'm late. Don't forget to call your friend. I hope to have good news.

- Count on that! God keep you.

I drive to the Jorge Coll Urbanization, where my office was located. I usually arrive early.

As I turn the corner, I see the front of the house. A colonial-style villa, very beautiful. In front, my boss's truck is parking. Who descends, at that moment, carrying his leather briefcase? He wears dark glasses and an outfit of jeans and a plaid shirt. Always impeccable.

I'm glad to see you. Therefore, I can talk to him and make a decision.

My boss has a very bad reputation with women. He is married to a German woman and had two children with her. From time to time, they come around the office.

—Hello, good morning, Mr. Felipe!

— Oh, Ale! -Shout -. Nice to see you. You always arrive early.

— It's comfortable for me, so I catch up and I'm ready to start the day.

— Successful people get up before dawn!, Yes!, Hey!, What's new around here ?

— Everything has been fine during his absence.

—What happened?

—Didn't your brother tell you?

—He never tells me anything! He has me fed up! You tell me...

—It was just something that his brother-in-law did to me, he disrespected me and I'm very upset. I've even thought about quitting.

—Mmmm! Are you going to please that asshole? We all know that he has been cheating on my sister for years. Leave your things and come to my office to talk.

—Okay, can I ask you for a coffee?

— Yes, tell the girl to prepare me a sandwich and a black. I expect...

After a while, when I enter his office, he is eating, with such enthusiasm, that it is a pleasure. His mustaches are full of sauce. In addition, greasy hands. He takes a napkin to clean himself and invites me to sit down.

—Oh, what delicious cuisine! I was without breakfast. I got up early and went out. I missed all this.

So, you're going to resign because of that fat guy. And what does that mean? Do you throw in the towel at the first difficulty? Tell me.

- It's not that. The thing is that it is very uncomfortable to work like this. With fear, here they are all men. Something worse can happen at any moment.

— I guarantee you that nothing bad is going to happen to you. As for the fat man, I'm going to call him to tell him what he deserves.

— thank you, Mr. Felipe.

—You see you don't have to go. In any case, what were you planning to do when you resigned?

— I thought about traveling. I've always wanted it and it seems like a good time.

— Very interesting. And where do you want to go?

— I have an opportunity to go to Italy. I would arrive at the house of some friends of my family.

—It's a great idea, I love traveling. I propose you something. Go and then decide if you resign or not. Do you have vacations pending?

— Yes, I have two expired periods.

— I'm going to call my agent to quote me the tickets, we will pay them as an advance on your social benefits. Do you agree?

- Yes! I don't want to seem naive. Are you serious?

—I have never spoken more seriously in my life! What's more, I'll call him now.

Travel agent 's number. Ask that they send you, to your email, the amount of a round trip ticket to Rome.

— Ready, leave me that! Ha ha ha! You'll see that everything is going to turn out better than you think.

- I am very grateful with you. I'm counting on you...

I retire to my office, I can't believe it. I feel happy, more than ever. Everything flows so naturally, without imagining it, I am already close to my goal. Now, I just need to get home in the afternoon and for my mother to have good news. After all, the offer the boss made me lifted my spirits.

I feel appreciated and valued for my merits.

I try very hard to do my tasks well. I am a committed worker. Moreover, now, at this moment, I am reaping the fruits of my efforts.