Christof POV
I saw Carlos, I think he is fine talking to his mom. I was sitting on the seat while I was waiting for Carlos,"how is your mom doing??", I asked him from a distance.
"She is doing fine", he walked towards me and he took a seat beside me
"You told her that you are here, helping me out??", I questioned him.
"No, I couldn't talk to my mom".
"He couldn't talk to his mom then. What was he doing for so long outside,was he talking to that air hostess instead of his mom, if he spoke to that airhostess instead of his mom he is surely going to get a slap on his face from me. I was a bit confused.
I looked at him with a confused look on my face, "Carlos did you really call your mom, or you are just lying to me", my voice sounded strict.
"No I am not lying sir, I called my mom bu
