MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

LET ME BE YOUR GUIDE

- How is Enzo right now? -Tarek asked once the doctor came downstairs after his usual visit.

Tarek waited for him restless, with worried face. He had explained him the day before event with the food but John played it down. He regarded it like an isolated incident although he advised him to keep an eye on his intakes.

- Do you want me to be honest?

- Please...

- I don't know why Enzo is still alive. It's an absolute mystery to me. He's been half a year not taking his antirretrovirals and he didn't catch even a cold.

- Although he tried, I tell you.

- He's still the same. His anemia and his cd4 with not meaningfully lower counts. Of course they've diminished and we have to pay attention. His increasingly longer naps are normal in his state...

- John, I have to try it. Don't look at me like this...

- I've already told you about the contraindications, Tarek. This is not a game. You are two seropositives.

- Do you think this is a game for me? Really?

- Sorry, I didn't mean that. Forgive me. I also want Enzo healthy again but not at any price. I don't wanna lose two friends for that reckless action. Do you understand?

- It's understood and weighed. I won't think about everything that could work out bad. I'm gonna let Enzo know and I'm in his hands. If he decides it's worth it, we're rushing headlong into it. I want you advise me all the process and you must know I accept each one of the risks that involves.

- There are a lot of risks, Tarek. Talk about it calmly and with common sense between you and your families.

- I've put on the line the risks. I'd rather try it than let him go. I can't wait sitting around while he's fading away. I'm falling apart.

- I want you to know I admire your generosity, Enzo is very lucky having someone so special by his side. But I must be honest. It's important you understand there's no guarantee your sacrifice save your husband's life. The liver cancer can reappear after the transplant.

Tarek in his blindly altruist love didn't stop and think what Enzo would think about this decision. It wasn't something easy to take when someone with such a knowledge assure you it was a great risk for your life.

Tarek proposed to tell him as soon as he could but at the end Enzo and his daily needs set the agenda and the conversation was postponed.

- You know what? I've been days without a good bath -Enzo said looking in the dressing room mirror while Tarek watched him from behind.

Duncan had returned from his holiday days and he knew it would be easier help him with the bath the two. Tarek doing that his own was a little struggling. But it was very meaningful. Enzo didn't dare to tell them to bath him. He didn't know it was because of embarrassment, prudence or fear they could break him some bone on carrying him to the bath tub. Enzo and the bath tubs. It would be far easier having showers.

Tarek slid down till half arm his robe-kimono and rubbed his nose along his armpit while Enzo looked at him funny.

- Won't you explain what you are doing? You look like a little pig piercing the tree looking for truffles.

Tarek smiled always delighted with his escatological sense of humour. He loved each one of his jokes and for some time now when things worked out not very fine, he cherished them more than ever. He thought he was the most intelligent man on planet earth.

- You don't smell like some days without a bath. Really, you smell rather like you had dived into a swimming pool full of custard. So good.

- I need a foamed bath -he announced lamenting.