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"E se si trattasse di Felicia Armani, la gentile e simpatica modella?"- I wondered out loud, glancing at Vittorio as he smiled at me, kissing my forehead. (What if it is Felicia Armani, the sweet and nice model?)
"Mia dea, ha davvero intenzione di analizzare tutti quelli che nostro figlio ha incontrato per scoprire chi è?"- asked Vittorio, running his fingertips up and down my arm as I nuzzled into him, sighing heavily. (My goddess, do you really plan to analyse everyone our son has ever met to find out, who it is?)
"Sono così felice per il nostro bambino. È sempre solo, non esce quasi mai. È una notizia così bella, sono così contenta che si stia innamorando, ma Dio sa che voglio conoscerla."- I spoke calmly, drinking red wine as my husband kissed the top of my head. (I am just so happy for our baby boy. He is always alone, he barely goes out anywhere. It is a such beautiful news, I am so glad he is falling in love, but God knows, I want to meet her.)
Valerio and Mario, our eldest boys, dated, went out and sometimes did reckless things that wrecked me with worry and stress, but they lived, they experienced things, had girlfriends and, when it got down to settling down, we knew what daughters-in-law to expect, we had, at least, minimal ideas of what to await from our boys.
Ares is the sweetest, he has charm, manners, intelligence and kindness, but he has been busy for so long: an inhuman, remarkable effort to get into the finest university, where non-stop studying knew no end, never-ending all-nighters, constantly surrounded by paperwork, books and his laptop. Our son is always working, always gone somewhere on business and always engaged in something: meetings, conferences and trips.
It is not that I worry about what woman he will bring into the family, my son has good taste, high standards and morals, so I am more than sure that I will love her. Neither I am worried about her safety or happiness because my little boy truly is a gentleman, any woman would be the happiest with him because my son will worship her, the ground she walks on and the air she breathes.
I am simply excited to meet the lady of my youngest son's heart. He has never had a girlfriend, so this is a such big joy, truly a piece of beautiful news.
"Chiunque sia, l'unica cosa che conta è che siano felici insieme. Ares è un giovane affascinante, sa quello che fa, quindi sono sicuro che quando sarà il momento, la incontreremo."- assured Vittorio lovingly as I smiled, kissing him softly. (Whoever she is, all that matters is that they are happy together. Ares is a charming young man, he knows what he is doing, so I am sure that when the times comes, we will meet her.)
"Ha detto che avremo dei bellissimi nipoti."- I said in pure satisfaction, giggling as Vittorio smiled amusedly, hugging me tightly. (He did say we will have gorgeous grandchildren.)
"Nostro figlio ha solo 23 anni, non so se vuole dei figli così presto."- argued my husband and I glared at him. (Our son is only 23, I don't know if he wants children so soon.)
