Bianca's Coffee

Bianca and her husband Michael, had saved so much to take that cruise to all the most paradisiacal beaches they had ever dreamed of, they were happy because the day had finally arrived and they were already boarding the ship, all the noise of people and machinery moving had them excited, despite all the joyful confusion, Bianca, a coffee lover, wondered what kind of coffee they would use on this trip, she did not want to have any unpleasant surprises, she wanted to take her precautions, but her husband told her not to be so exaggerated with her only pleasure, her favorite drink.

Michael could not imagine arriving and asking the kitchen staff what kind of coffee they used, because his wife was addicted to this drink and not all coffees were pleasant to her. They would see him as crazy, he smiled to himself thinking about that ridiculous scene, but Bianca was sometimes so persuasive, he would keep an eye on her regarding this issue, he didn't want to embarrass them, besides this trip was to enjoy and not to think so much about Bianca's coffee, it was enough to have to keep an eye on the supplies of his beloved coffee at home, they were officially on vacation?

Already located in their cabin, they enjoyed the beautiful afternoon, already in the open sea, everything was idyllic, the sunset with its colors, the gentle breeze that hit the face like a caress of the mother, nature everything was so vibrant. But there was something that especially Bianca was not very happy about, they had not been offered the afternoon coffee with the snack, only tea. She tried to slyly ask the waiter, but Michael, made a gesture of discretion, so she had to settle for that tea, which did not make her much grace, all to keep the peace with her husband, but already in the morning there were no excuses for not being offered coffee, as it is a usual drink with breakfast.

They went to sleep, tired from the hustle and bustle and excitement of the trip. In the morning, Michael was the first to wake up, for there were some loud exclamations here and there, but he could not hear what they were about. He quietly got up and quietly left the cabin. As he went down the corridor, people came and went with annoyed faces, complaining about the service in the kitchen... Michael went to the dining room, where it was worse, some were shouting, others refused to eat, only a few were eating quietly....

Before all this commotion, he went to one of the waiters and asked for a coffee, he felt he needed it at that moment; when the waiter with a sad face said: "Excuse me, sir, we have no coffee, we have had a mishap with our distributors and they did not load what was requested, as we thought, we are solving the problem, would you like to have something else? "Michael felt himself turn pale, how was he going to explain this to Bianca, for sure she was going to be worse than those people, since he scolded her for being so capricious with her coffee, he didn't want to wake her up and give her such horrible news, surely that would damage their trip?

He was leaning on the bar of the restaurant, when he saw Bianca coming towards him, he wanted to be swallowed by the earth, he didn't know how he was going to tell her that his worst nightmare had come true, there would be no coffee and he didn't want to make his wife feel bad..., but Bianca smiled enigmatically and with a mischievous face that Michael forgot the fear he had of having to face her about the coffee; so curiously, he asked her why she was smiling that way. Bianca calmly took out a several kilos package of her beloved coffee.

She had hidden her precious coffee in her luggage, without Michael noticing her secret. He could only sigh with relief, because he knew what he had been spared ha, ha, ha, ha, he could only hug her tenderly, thanking God that she had not listened to him and had been foresighted with her beloved coffee. Michael knew everything was going to be okay.