About Dafne by ZEd Lab
Speaking of life
The following day, toward midday, Bob was on a direct taxi to Montparnasse. Reached the civic desired it paid the run and descents from the auto. It was found before a stately complex; reaches the front door it attended impatient the exit of someone. Shortly after it finally had in front of itself the door of the apartment of it Gilds. It was her to open. From the expression of the woman, it was clearly realized that they didn't serve presentations; you/he/she had recognized him/it. After the first seconds of embarrassing silence, it Gilds it broke the ice.
«Saint sky! From the description had imagined you beautiful, but not so fascinating! It was now that decided yourself to arrive.»
Gild spiazzato it had him/it; Bob was encouraged for that eccentric reception.
Dafne was not in the house; you/he/she was spending a few times with the new friend Alizèe, near the cultural association of it Gilds.
Bob was impatient, but to talk to that woman would perhaps have been able to clarify his ideas, before the prophetic meeting. They took a tea.
«Well Bob, if you don't regret I know you with this name and I would like to call you so; by now I have accustomed there. Be', then already that there are I immediately invite you to give me of the you.»
«Any problem Gilds. Do I have to deduce then that Dafne has spoken a lot of me?» churches him, intent to throw back the hair as was usual to do in situations that put him/it to uneasiness.
«Yes, a lot. I would now like to know why you are really now here. Have you talked to my sister and my brother-in-law?» churches it Gilds with interest.
«I am here because I know that Dafne has returned in Milan; you/he/she has come from me and you/he/she has seen me kiss another. And worse catastrophe could not happen. I want to know with that intentions you/he/she had returned and I would like to explain her what you/he/she has seen. He/she will never believe me, but that kiss I have not looked for him. But.»
Bob jammed, not knowing whether to go out of it.
«But you are always also a man. However I know everything. Interest me to understand what my sister has told you. You know, I would not like to speak of things that you don't know and how alone Dafne has the right to tell you» taken back it Gilds, ignoring some all of this that Bob tried to explain speaking of Cassandra.
«Be', you/he/she has told me that Dafne had returned for speaking to me, that it perhaps has intention to move here himself/herself/themselves and that he/she believes that I have put with that other. I have to see her/it. I know that I don't have hopes, but I want to try us. You/he/she has seen me kiss a woman with which you/he/she has never gotten along, and that it hates. However I would like to make my state of mind understand her. The felts only me.» he/she explained Bob.
«And that harpy has taken advantage of it. Don't fear Bob, Dafne is not stupid. He/she perfectly knows that that woman has exploited the situation. And it feels him guilty to have left alone you throwing you among his/her braccias. Sincerely I don't believe that Dafne has to reproach him something, and I believe that your history was already enough incasinatas without owing to add us a liaison with that tizia. However can understand that certain women know how to get what they want, and you are always also a man. know, macaws really two film types you others! How do you think about resolving this thing?»
«I don't want to do anything else other than to tell Daf that I want to spend my life with her. For me we are to the moment zero. I want here to depart from with her. I need to give a turn to my life, I want to restart. I have made many errors it Gilds, but I don't want to feel me a discard the whole life. I want Dafne with all of my strengths, now or anymore. There is not a correct moment in which he is ready to be together. the people as me and Dafne macaws loved and enough, and they have to be together.»
It gilds it was touched from that discourse. Bob had pronounced him with transport and conviction.
«I believe that you are a man intelligent Bob; he feels, it is warned. It is Dafne you/he/she had anticipated him/it to me. Your moment zero has arrived indeed, but unfortunately I is not me that that you have to convince. And I wish indeed me that succeeds in finally reseting the moment, and to restart. It is necessary, as images.» concluded it Gilds.
Bob didn't do in time to ask nothing on that last affirmation, that the cellular phone of you/he/she Gilds you/he/she interrupted him/it ringing.
Bob immediately understood that you/he/she Gilds you/he/she had received a very serious call:
«Attend-moi, j'arrive!» he/she abruptly answered. Then it turned him to Bob with shaken air:
«Bob was Alizèe. we have to race in the hospital, Dafne is not well.»
Once in auto Bob stormed you/he/she Gilds of questions. Its look was terrorized. You responded in vague way, explaining him that Alizèe had not gone down in details.
In the hospital, it Gilds it began to ask information, then last Alizèe, that attracted his/her attention with some signs. The two spoke to French; Bob was not very strong, and you/he/she understood well little. They crossed a long corridor.
«I can know what is happening? In that department you/they have put her?»
Arrivals next to the room of Dafne, Gild it stopped a physician and he/she spoke to us a few minutes. Bob was frightened, perhaps you/he/she had never been him/it so much as at that time. When the physician got further you/he/she Gilds apart the takings and he spoke to him in very dry way.
«You feel Bob, I believe that this thing concerns first you that whoever other. There is now a nurse that a flebo is putting her. It hardly goes out you can enter. Dafne is awake but it doesn't need quarrels and any type of stress; it will be already enough stressful to discover that you are here. Have you understood me well?» it thundered it Gilds with to do maternal.
«Yes. but because it is here? Has you/he/she been a decrease of pressure an indisposition? What has you/he/she said the guy of first?» churches him with shiny eyes.
It gilds spiazzata he/she remained from that look. You/he/she had felt speak from his/her niece of it, but to be himself/herself/themselves to few centimeters from that eyes was indeed a strange feeling.
«You have to go to her, you will see that it will be well and it will tell you everything.»
The nurse hardly went out, Bob missed the breath. It entered the room. Dafne was unarmed in a hospital bed. It had the closed eyes, its expression was visibly suffering. You/he/she could finally see her/it again; it drew near her with fear. It found her with a long head of hair chestnut dark. It was the first time that he/she saw that long and soft hair of their natural color. At the same time it was agonizing to see her/it in a hospital bed with the terror to discover its motive. Dafne opened the eyes. To that point Bob the runs nearby. You began to cry desperate trying to rise himself/herself/themselves. It began to howl disconnected sentences.
«Bob are here! You have to tell him him you, have to say to save him/it to him, I beg you Bob, I don't understand if here you/they are doing enough. The implore you Bob.»
Bob was amazed, and you/he/she understood less and less thing you/he/she was happening. It tried to reassure her/it. It tightened her strong and it tried to make to stretch her/it. You looked at him/it as if it didn't realize to have him/it there yet. At the same time its look begged help, and Bob tried to understand what you/he/she was happening.
«Love you have to be calm. Am there now me, have you understood me? With whom have to speak Daf? What has my love happened?» he/she asked Bob keeping on tightening her/it.
«They have to save him/it Bob.è our child! I pray you, have to check that they do everything the possible! I don't want to lose him/it, I don't want! I beg you love, help us.»
Dafne was in full hysterical crisis. Those it howls they were agonizing. He was stiffened of hit. Its ears had indiscriminately felt the words" our child" and he/she didn't succeed in reacting anymore. It was an unique, even though agitated feeling. It gilds and the physician they entered the room, and only Bob
«Our child? Has you/he/she said our child? True Dora.è? Does Dafne expect a child?» he/she asked Bob under shock.
«Yes Roberto, is this way. It had to be her to tell you him; even if I didn't want of some that happened in the hospital.»
«Be' but do I have to do something, do I have to be with her. you/he/she has begged me to I give everything the possible. The pray you it Gilds, it is not about to lose him/it, true?»
«Bob you have to calm you. The physicians have everything under control. Dafne would also give the life not to lose this child. You/he/she had already had some problem to the beginning, that it looks like he is ripresentato. You/he/she has been a threatened abortion, you/he/she can happen. But you/they have assured me that it is everything under control. It will have to listen to the physicians to the letter and you will see that everything will be all right. Dafne is alone frightened.»
Bob nodded. It was stunned. From the happiness of that news you/he/she would be exploded, but the fact that that life was already in danger dragged him/it in an abyss of terror.
A hour later anybody had still allowed neither to him neither to it Gilds to see Dafne. You allowed to fall on one of the chairs of the corridor:
«Dafne has ever thought that this child would be able not to be my?» churches him with the turned look to earth, lost.
«Some that you/he/she has thought of us, but you/he/she has immediately excluded him. It will have his/her certainties, otherwise you/he/she would never have come to look for you. And however a woman these things he/she knows her, trusted. You instead, thing you feel?»
«I feel that I would like to enter and to tighten my child and she. And I also know to have conceived him/it in the most beautiful night that I will ever succeed to remember: two days before Dafne departed for coming qui.è so.»
«Then we can say that also a man these things he/she knows her» it commented it Gilds with a warm smile.
«It gilds, do tell me the truth now: Dafne would ever have told me some child?» churches him withdrawn.
«Some that would have told you him, Bob. Last night we have spoken for a long time of it. The same wickedness of yours ex wife would never have done you. It loves too much yourself. He/she wanted only to wait for to overcome the third month, and to be less badly for what you/he/she had seen between you and your colleague. It was confused, convinced to have you lost, and he/she didn't want you to return only back because of his/her child. For the time being you/he/she would be transferred here, but then you/he/she would have told you him.»
Mezz'ora after Bob was finally in the room, reassured by the physicians on the delicate, but stable conditions of Dafne and his/her child.
His/her doubts and you torment they appeased him to the solo to see her/it. Dafne had the tired air, yet it strove him to hold the eyes open to be able to look him/it at the more possible. He was there finally and the hand tightened her. Anybody question, some sign of explanation. They knew that there was so much to say and to explain, but not there, not at that time. Now they were united from a living being to protect. He abandoned the hand on his/her abdomen; Dafne succeeded in feeling its heat. And for a long time, those of Bob were the most beautiful hands that you/he/she had ever seen and that you/they had ever touched her.
Speaking of Amanda
The light of the morning dispersed him weak inside a great stay. The mild air in Paris was penetrated by the great opened window. Bob was extended for earth, on a great carpet. You/he/she could perceive the reflexes of the curtains to stir sinuous on the ceiling. Of sudden its head turned him toward right and its arm it lengthened in the same direction; Amanda crawled verse of him. Bob intensely looked at her/it, then the face grazed her. It brought her itself and they began to play, as every Saturday morning. Its eyes were reflected in identical eyes, those of the most beautiful child that had ever seen. On the that smile furbetto and radiant, Bob didn't have some doubt. He/she perfectly knew from who had picked him up.
Thanks
I thank that teachers that have known how to tell me myths and histories.
I thank who has disclosed me that the makeup is not to know so much how to write, whether to have the humility to cancel and to rewrite.
I thank who has offered me other points of view.
Thanks to all those people whom have believed and this publication made with gestures, help, job and heart possible.
Thanks also to whom, in the attempt to hinder me, it spurs me every day to do better.
Finally, thanks to Alice in the Country of the Wonder, my preferred history, from which I have learned that anybody door is too tightened. all it takes is being of the correct measure.
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