Alejandro Vargas

Business trips in the service are always difficult.

For him, it's physical exertion, a sore back, and the worst thing is the risk to his health. It is these thoughts that frighten Alena, the wife, beloved, gentle swan of Alejandro Vargas.

Abstinence, longing and tears at night because of the fear of losing her husband end when in the evening, throwing bags on the floor, a tired husband falls into the hallway.

Forgetting about all the knives, food, and cooking, Alena throws himself at Vargas' neck. Gentle female hands squeeze him in a joyful, long-awaited embrace…

But suddenly she meets with the cold.

"Can you please not throw yourself at me like an annoying dog for once?" he sounds annoyed.

The man sighs heavily, and his wife lowers her hands, wounded by her husband's rudeness and coldness.

"I'm tired, don't take it personally, mi cisne ," realizing that he said something offensive, the Mexican pulls her to him, pressing the top of his beloved's head to his chest.

Business trips in the service are always difficult.

For him, it's physical exertion, a sore back, and the worst thing is the risk to his health. It is these thoughts that frighten Alena, the wife, beloved, gentle swan of Alejandro Vargas.

Abstinence, longing and tears at night because of the fear of losing her husband end when in the evening, throwing bags on the floor, a tired husband falls into the hallway.

Forgetting about all the knives, food, and cooking, Alena throws himself at Vargas' neck. Gentle female hands squeeze him in a joyful, long-awaited embrace…

But suddenly she meets with the cold.

"Can you please not throw yourself at me like an annoying dog for once?" he sounds annoyed.

The man sighs heavily, and his wife lowers her hands, wounded by her husband's rudeness and coldness.

"I'm tired, don't take it personally, mi cisne ," realizing that he said something offensive, the Mexican pulls her to him, pressing the top of his beloved's head to his chest.