AT THE BEACH

He took a black shirt from the wardrobe and stepped out of the room. He couldn't believe he had kissed his peasant wife. He wiped his lips with his palm as he moved to the spacious dining area where he could see his father standing by the glass walls, making a phone call.

He stood behind him waiting impatiently for him to be through with the call. After about four minutes, Mateo turned to look at him with a smile on his face.

"Hey, where is Alex?" He asked.

"Taking her bath" he grunted as he looked away from his father angrily.

"What? Are you angry?" He asked.

"When is she leaving?" He asked at once.

"What are you so angry about? Uh? Has she done anything to hurt you?" He asked with surprise.

"I just can't withstand her presence!" He barked with his eyes turning red.

"Really? And why?" He asked as they both faced the wall.

"She annoys me. She irritates me. I can't stand a woman who wows at every little thing. I dislike everything about her!" He ranted.

"Including her foo