I perfectly played the role of a housewife, pouring him beer and feeding him. I was so busy that I didn't have any time to eat.
Early stage of business.
We often set up stalls until three or four in the morning.
Alberto's favorite thing was to go to the barbecue restaurant after closing the stall, order some barbecue, and drink cold beer to relieve fatigue.
I had personally seen the production process of semi-finished ingredients, and the hygiene standards were not up to par at all.
He had stomach problems.
So I studied how to make barbecue for several days and made it for him at home every time.
At that time, he was clearly moved to tears.
But I don't know since when, no matter how delicious the food I cooked at home, it became a restriction that prevented him from eating out in his eyes.
...
Unconsciously.
Alberto finished all the barbecue on the table.
I saw him touching his belly with satisfaction.
I feel relieved too.
After enjoying the delicious food,
Alberto had already fallen asleep on the bed while I was clearing the table.
It seemed that these three days had really exhausted him.
I just didn't know how long his broken body could last.
While he was asleep.