1 Ch. 1 Death comes to all that is alive (1/2)
Tulum, Mexico. 11/11/2019, 18:35 GMT-6
In one of the best rated hotel in the world the Be Tulum Beach & Spa resort, resides in the Suit Aire resides a man of 79 years, his physique is stout the same can be said about his resolution; the man even if he is 79 years old, display the magnificence of someone who saw everything this world can offer, from love to hate, from rich to poor, from hardworking to sluggard; everything that he saw, learned & practiced is his most fabulous treasure.
He became one of the richest people in the world at the age of 50, owner of a vast list of assets in the world of business, from something like a needle to aerospace buildings. He have a lovely, family 10 sons, 36 grandchildren, and 42 great-grandchildren. His wife sadly passed away a few years ago, the woman was the personification of the word ”woman”, fierce, compassionate, intelligent, beautiful, crafty, sexy, every man would kill for a women like her, but sadly passed away. He love her like she was the most sacred being in the entire world, she help him in every possible way, they were together in a life full of different kinds of events from being a poor soul in a society that values materials riches, rather than spiritual richness, to be a multi-billionaire.
This man is only hours away from reaching 80 years, his family prepared a splendid party to congratulate him, his business partners, friends; even enemies will be present in the party.
”Sigh… This stupid party” berates the man to no one. ”Even if i already left the management of the company to my sons, why is that they need to invite a lot of people?” ”I only need to be with my family in this day… is that something much to ask?” The man was talking to no one present but there's something in the air that perhaps indicates that maybe is someone whit him.
The man reaches for a photograph in the dressing table, in the photo are two people a young man and a young woman, both have a very interesting smile in their faces; in the background exists a small house made of concrete that can only accommodate maybe 3 people in, the photo is so old that is in black and white; this is one of the most precious memories that the old man have, his wife and his first house that they obtained with blood and tears.
”Miroslava… My love…” (Old man)
Suddenly there was a nock in the suit.
”Who is?” (Old man)
”Is me Carl, Mr. Lucius Adricus I came to tell you that the guests are waiting for you” (Carl)
”Ok Carl, in a moment will be there” (Lucius)
”Understood” (Carl)
”Carl wait a moment” Lucius call Carl back for something that he was thinking.
”At your order sir” Replied Carl in a polite tone.
”Carl, how old are you?”(Lucius)
”Well I'm 60 this year, what you ask sir?” (Carl)
”Well I was thinking about the lives of my employees, if I don't recall wrongly you are my secretary for 25 years, am I wrong?” (Lucius)
”Your memory is excellent as always sir. Yes I'm 25 years working with you sir, and it was one of the best choices I've made in my life” (Carl)
”One of the bests?” (Lucius)
”Well, yeah the best decision that I have made is marrying whit my wife” (Carl)
”Jajajaja, that's right, well what I was thinking is that you gave the company a lot of your time, your sons and daughters married in the Adricus family but their retain your last name Göenning, so we are more like brothers, and because of that I'm gonna tell you that my death is near” (Lucius)