Five days to a big day!
Just five days to the wedding.
Marc, Alex and Jorge returned home yesterday and now they have two weeks off. The first part of the season is behind them and all three are very successful.I am just packing Sofia's things, because she'll spend two days with her grandparents. Bachelorette and bachelor party are in front of us. Everyone - boys and girls, don't want to tell us where they will lead us.
BEEP BEEP
I hear a hooting of a car that stopped in front of our house. I look through the window and see the gray van. "Oh, my ride," Marc said as he entered the room. I laugh: "Nobody asked me if I let you go."
"Honey, don't worry. In five days I'll be your husband," he laughs and kisses me passionately. "Sofia is with Gloria," he said and caresses my cheek. "I'll walk you," I said and hold his hand. We walk downstairs where Gloria was standing in the lobby with Sofia in her arms. "Bye, sweetheart. Daddy will be back soon," he gently said to her and kissed her tiny hands. "And you keep an eye on my wife," he said to Gloria and ruffled her hair. "She's not your wife yet. Don't worry, she'll have a wonderful time," Gloria said, then opened the door and pushed him out of the house. "Bye," he said and kissed me again.
Boys start to whistle. "Come on! You can kiss her for another 100 years!" Dani calls from the car, when Sofia starts to cry. "Look what you did," Jorge said, sitting on the passenger's seat. I laugh when Marc also looks at me worriedly. I take Sofia in my arms: "It's okay. She'll calm down," I say and wave to them. Marc joins the guys in the van, then they leave.
"So, it's time for us to leave, too," sister said and smiles widely. "Fine. You really won't tell me where to go?"
"No way!" she laughs as we walk upstairs. I give Sofia to my mum, then I go to my room to take a suitcase and my bag. "Where do we get with the girls?" I ask my sister when we met in the hall. "On the airport. Come on, we're a bit late."
Airport? I thought we'd stay in Barcelona.
With a hard heart, I say goodbye to my princess. "Watch out for her, okay. If anything goes wrong, call me immediately," I say to mum and kiss Sofia on her beautiful, soft cheek. "Yes, Sara. Don't worry. Everything will be fine," mum said and escort us to the door. "Bye-bye, have a nice time," she waves to us when we sit in a car and drive away.
The drive to the airport is extremely fast, as my sister adores speed. I don't know why am I surprised. She's Marc's and Alex's cousin. With this thought I smile. "What are you smiling about?" Gloria asks. "I'm thinking."
"Oh? About what? What will Marc do with you on your honeymoon?"
I roll with my eyes: "How dare you!"
She laughed: "Uh, sorry. You'll enjoy there very much. I want to go there someday."
"On skiing? In a tropical forest? In Sahara?" I ask. My sister shook with her head. "Come on! You won't tell me that too?" I shout. She shook with her head again.
Soon, we park and go to check-in. Well, at least I thought so. Kate, our cousins Erica and Vivi and Gloria's best friend, who is also my great wedding planner - Rebeca are waiting for us in the lobby. They greet us cheerfully and at the same time they put on me a "BRIDE TO BE" sash and the crown with small penises on my head. "This trip is going to be fantastic!" Rebeca hugged me. Then she takes us through the entrance C2, where a private plane is waiting on us. "Oh my god! A private plane?!" I ask surprisingly. "Yeah, she told you that the trip would be fantastic!" Kate said as we rushed to the plane. When we board, there is a champagne waiting for us and we immediately make a toast.During the flight we have fun and enjoy. "Oh, look! We will land!" Vivi said when she looked out the window. "Already?" I ask. "Welcome to Ibiza!" Gloria, Kate and Rebeca shouts. I cry of happiness. When we land the jeep takes us to our hotel. People are so friendly and very nice.
"Let's get change, then we go to the massage," Rebeca said. I share my room with Kate and when we get in, I left with no words.
"It's very nice, right?" Kate said, throwing herself on the bed. "Yeah, wonderful," I agree. "It's very hot. I'll take a shower," she said afterwards and runs to the bathroom. I take this moment and call Marc. Although I know I shouldn't, but I really need to hear and see him. Thank God for the video calls. It rings three times when I see him. "Hey, sweetheart. How are you?" he greeted me. "Hi. I just wanted to see you," I say. "Well, it's nice to see you. You look so sexy with these dicks on your head," he said and laughed. Oh, I just forgot about that. I take the crown and throw it on the bed. "Where are you?" I ask. "In Madrid. We're just getting out. Where did they take you?"
"To Ibiza," I proudly say. "Whaaat? You're kidding, right?"
"Marquez, who are you talking to?" I hear a familiar voice in the background. "Is that... Valentino?" I ask wonderfully, when I see him on the screen. "We made a deal, Marc. The boys will be very disappointed," I hear, then he takes the phone. "Ciao, Sara. It's nice to see you, but we need to finish," Valentino greets me. "Okay, just one more thing," I say quickly before he hangs off. "What is it?" he asks. "You don't have to tell anyone about that call. I just miss Marc, so I decide to call him," I say and then continue: "Marc, I love you. I cannot wait for these five days to pass and I'll be yours forever," I say, when I see him again. "I love you even more. See you soon. I cannot wait to be my wife."
I smile. "It will be enough, Marquez. Scusi, Sara, we'll see you," Valentino said, then interrupted the call. I laugh. Just five more days.
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