Just as we were discussing the question of being fat or not, there was a knock on the studio door.


    “Young proprietor, Young hostess, it is dinner time, and his lordship asks you to go downstairs with him.”


    “Come at once.”


    Adán Rouco took one look at Estre Berrocal and said, “I’d be willing to wait for you to lose weight before celebrating the wedding, but you’ll have to convince the old man.”


    Mr. Rouco could not wait for the wedding to take ce tomorrow to shut the mouths of outsiders, as he had met his mother, Lupita Vasconcellos, at his brother’sst full moon reception.


    It’s not that Estre Berrocal didn’t want to have a wedding, it’s just that she’s not in the best shape to wear a wedding dress now that she’s out of the womb, and every woman has a bit of vanity.


    When we got to the table during dinner, the old man brought up the old story again.


    “How are you thinking about the wedding? You are settling in early so you can tell the inws. Lest the inws always think that we, The Rouco family, don’t value Estre. ”


    Estre Berrocal was quick to say, “Dad, it’s okay, Adam and I have been busytely, I’ll just say something on my mother’s behalf, she won’t mind.”


    The old man reflected, “Adam, Star, I don’t want to be rude, but you have already had two children and the wedding has not yet taken ce. If you are afraid that the wedding will be tooplicated, I will send someone to do it, and you two can put on your clothes and stay there.


    Estre Berrocal nibbles broli and looks at Adán Rouco.


    Then Adán Rouco slowly began, “Dad, it’s like this, Estre just gave birth to her baby and her body has not yet fully recovered. the girls want to be thinner for their wedding dresses, let’s give her some time to recover.”


    Hearing this, the old man frowned, looked at Estre Berrocal seriously and said: “No, where are you fat? You’re fine, aren’t you? It’s not good to be too thin, but like this”.


    Estre Berrocal’s face burned at thement: “Dad, now I’m really fat. I don’t think I can even fit into my wedding dress…”


    The old man didn’t believe it: “Aren’t all wedding dresses custom-made? The ones that are made to order, how can there be a chance of not being able to wear it?”.


    Paulita grabbed the ribs with both little hands and gnawed them all over her little mouth, her big eyes roaming the ce in front of the few adults before finally saying to Mr. Rouco, “Grandpa, the truth is that Estre is too fat now for her wedding dress to fit.”


    Estre Berrocal: “…”


    Although Paulita speaks the truth, the cut is all too true.


    At dinner, Estre Berrocal did not eat many bites, just a couple of broli and two bites of rice.


    When Estre Berrocal got up from the table, Mr. Rouco looked at Estre Berrocal’s unfinished bowl of rice: “What’s going on here? Aren’t you d I pushed too hard?”.


    Adán Rouco weakly returned: “It is a diet”.


    When dinner was over, Adán Rouco called Paulita to his side.


    Paulita still had a grain of rice stuck to the side of her mouth and Adán Rouco raised his hand to push it away and said, “Don’t ever call your mother fat again.”


    Paulita said with a bit of a frown, “But Dad, I was just helping Estre, Grandpa is urging you to hurry up with the wedding and I was helping Estre buy time to lose weight.”


    “Don’t say that next time.”


    Paulita pouted, “Okay, but Estre has put on a lot of weight.”


    Unsure, Adán Rouco added: “Don’t mention the word ‘fat’ in front of Estre until she loses weight. understood?”


    Paulita winked: “…”


    What a terrible creature women are!


    …


    At dusk, Estre Berrocal sits alone in the backyard with feed in her hand feeding the fish in the pond.


    Adán Rouco came over and sat down next to her, looking at her somewhat forlorn expression and couldn’t help butugh.


    Estre Berrocal red at him: “What are youughing at?


    “It’s just a few pounds of weight, why not, I don’t care.”


    Estre Berrocal frowned and muttered: “Is it a matter of gaining a few kilos? I’ve gained five kilos and Paulita thinks I’ve put on weight…”


    Adán Rouco looks around and jokes: “Isn’t it fashionable to be slightly chubby? And it’s not ugly to be fat”.


    “Microfat, do you know what microfat is? You know, like Dulcina, with a baby face but with a slender figure, that’s called a microfat goddess. I’m not chubby, I’m just fat.”


    Adán Rouco looked at herining face and didn’t know how to console her, but told her with sincerity, “To be honest, I don’t see any difference between you and before.”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal reached up and brushed her hand in front of her eyes to make sure she had them right before saying, “Does thatfort you or do you really have a problem with your eyes?”


    “I’m not consoling you, I don’t care about your weight, just be healthy, that’s all you had for dinner earlier, are you really not hungry?”


    Estre Berrocal bit her lip and stubbornly said, “I’m not hungry, I’m on a diet.”


    Adán Rouco took out of his pocket a cookie wrapped in greaseproof paper: “So I’m taking this one to Paulita?


    With that, the man was about to get up when Estre Berrocal pulled him back, “Hey…. this cookie is particrly hard toe by and only 500 copies are sold a day, limited to one per person! Why are you buying this?”.


    “I saw it on my way to work, stood in line for 40 or 50 minutes and bought one. It turns out you go on a diet and don’t eat it, and I thought Paulita would like something like that.”


    Estre Berrocal snatched it from him in a hurry: “Since you bought it for me, wouldn’t I be letting you down by not eating it? Besides, Paulita ate too much at dinner and I’m sure she won’t be able to eat it now either…”


    “Gollum.


    Suddenly, there was an ufortable growl from the stomach.


    Adán Rouco’s dark eyes looked yfully at her stomach and Estre Berrocal blushed, raised her hand and touched her empty stomach and said, “I’m not really that hungry, I just don’t know why my stomach is growling…”


    “Eat.


    Estre Berrocal, with a hot little face, opened the greaseproof paper and took a bite of the cookie, which was especially crunchy and fragrant.


    Adán Rouco watched her eat so well and scoffed, “Is the diet over?”.


    “How am I going to have the strength to lose weight if I don’t eat enough? Besides, if you eat too little in a day, that affects your metabolism, and if your metabolism drops, you’ll gain weight instead.”


    Adán Rouco, seeing that he was tearing less, stood up and said: “Come out and run with me after lunch”.


    Estre Berrocal: “… Saying I’m not fat, but you still dislike me for being fat, right?”Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    “I think if you don’t lose a few pounds, you’re going to get depressed about this whole getting fat thing. So, starting tonight, for the next two months, I’m going to run with you at night.”


    “…”


    Was he running with her? She had no right to say “no” at all!