Fernando Cienfuegos - the life from the heartbroken Señior

A little boy

It's the 23. March 1935 and a little boy born, in a Spanish hospital from a little village, in the morning. Almonda, the mother from the boy, lies alone in the bed with her baby in her arms. She strokes his head and some tears rolling down on her cheeks. Her husband Alberto can't stay with her because meanwhile the pregnancy, 6 weeks before the birth, must Alberto go to war. To the second world War from Germany. She don't know anything about her husband. She is really afraid that he is already dead. She feels so alone but nevertheless she got it to birth him. A healthy little boy.
A nurse is coming and walks to Almonda.

"Hey...is everything okay? Do you need something?"

Almonda looks to her smiling short

"Thank you...I need nothing..." she swallows down to cry not again and lift short her index finger

"Uhm..can you say the doctor that I have a name for him?"

The nurse is smiling and asks:

"How is the name from him?"

Almonda looks down to her baby and strokes over his head again.

"His name is Fernando. This was a big wish from my husband that we name him like that."

The nurse nods and says then:

"Okay...beautiful name...I'll tell that to him..well your husband wants that Fernando get circumcised too?"

Alberto has the religion Judaism and he wants that Fernando, like Rafael, circumcised too after the birth. Almonda is the opposite. She is not jewess and she was disturbed from Rafaels circumcising. That's why she lies Fernando on her shoulder and shakes her head

"No...no..we will not circumcised him. My son get that not. And Alberto should not know that. Rafael got that too and it was horrible."

The nurse sighs and nods

"Okay sure I understand..when is something then click the alarm."

She smiles and walks then out from the room.
Almonda kisses then Fernando on his head and whispers to him:

"I promise that you sometime meet your dad. I know that he loves you...and I never let you circumcised.."

Some tears rolling down on her cheeks again. After few minutes knock on the door and a 10 years old boy with a blue dungaree and a white T - Shirt is coming in.

"Mommy?! Can we go in?"

He asks that really carefully.

Almonda looks to him and stretches her arm out to him

"Rafael...come here...your brother is born"

Rafael is smiling and is almost running to Almonda and sits then next to her

"Ohhh...is this my baby brother?"

He smiles and strokes with his index finger over the hand from him.

Almonda is smiling

"Yes...and.. his name is Fernando."

Rafael looks to her

"Fernando? I like it..and..uhm..is coming dad now? Fernando must see dad too."

Almonda sighs because she knows how Rafael miss his dad

"No..he is still in Germany." She strokes over his blonde hairs "I'm sorry...but I promise that he come back..."

Rafael sighs and nods softly but then he lies his head on Almondas arm and looks to Fernando....