Solos contra el mundo - Simbar (On hold- updates soon)

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Note: DRAMA AHEAD 😈🙊😭

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Simón and I sit in front of the computer as he held my hand, right next to my baby bump.
He brought his laptop and after connecting it to the internet and setting everything up, we heard the rings as the call to his parents were being made.

Three tones later and a woman who looked exactly like Simón, or better Simón looked exactly like her, showed up on the screen.

- Hello!!!! Mi hijo!!!! How great to see you!!!! And that beautiful girl next to you.... Let me call you father and your abuela! - She said excited and running away from the screen.

Simón and I shared a look and laughed both a bit nervously.

- She is always like that. Don't worry... Only she seems more excited than ever now. - Simón stated with a goofy smile on his face.

I didn't have time to answer because right then Camila came back with a tall man and a short older woman.

- Ohhhh, my boy!!! How much I missed you! - Simón's grandmother takes over the computer - Who is that pretty girl next you? Is she the one...?

- Hello, abuelita! Yes, this is Ámbar! She is my girlfriend. - He annouced with a huge smile on his face, making me blush.

On the other side of the computer, Camila and Maria (Simón's grandma) started squealing as José leaned closer to us.

- Ámbar, he said... Never heard of her... Why don't you tell me this things, boy? Such a pretty girl like that? Are you from Argentina?

- Well... I think so... I was adopted but since I have always lived here I consider it to be home country. - I explained, feeling a bit nervous for finally talking to them, specially about such subject. Simón sent me a quick look. I forgot for a moment that I hadn't talked with him regarding this matter. He didn't seem upset though, more like "we will have to talk about this later" expression.

-See, José! You are already making the girl uncomfortable! - Simón's mother complaint, hitting her husband.

He placed his hands up and argued:

- I was just asking for the sake of our son! Don't think it's better if his girlfriend is Argentine? I have to admit Ámbar, I would prefer you were Mexican... But since our boy is happy there in Argentina...

I laughed and Simón too, taking his hand to his foread. Camila agreed, nodding and smiling.

- You had your chance to talk to the girl, now it's my turn! - Maria, the gradmother, demanded and I turned my attention to her. - So you are the one who lives with Luna is that correct?

- Yes... We just found out she is actually my cousin...

- OHHHH! I know, Simón already told me all about it... You went through a rough time I heard... Even that idot next to you wasn't there to help you. He always talked to me on the phone, saying "Ámbar is so this...", "I want to help but don't know how...", "I get mad but then I look at her beautiful blue eyes...", which you do have. You are very beautiful, young lady! But he complaint, complaint and never did anything! Finally it seems like he has! And I am so glad, Ámbar, you know why? Because I always felt deep down in my heart that, by the way my boy spoke about you, you had to have a pure soul. And the purest souls are usually the ones who are the hardest to reach. I wanted someone like you to my Simón, especially since I heard the love on his voice and saw the look in his eyes when you were the subject! You just had to be together! So these news Simón just gave us... oh, I can't tell you how happy I am. Thank you, my angel, for giving each other a change!