I almost got attacked by an Brazilian hag today, I'm so furious, disgusted and sad at the same time. It'll be a little long story. Today I went to have lunch at my parents house. I live about 3 minutes away from them by car, but it takes roughly 20 minutes on foot(lots of uphills here). I didn’t want to go there by motorcycle (I have an old XRE300) because it had been a long time since I walked through my neighborhood while enjoying the scenery, and I decided it would be a good idea to do it today. And to do that I decided to leave a bit earlier than lunchtime, around 1:30 PM (my family usually has lunch late). By the time I arrived on the street where my parents live, it was already 1:56 PM (I timed it on my phone). So far, so good, but the problem arose when I got close to my parents' house. There was another family having a barbecue, and other members of that family had come from afar, there were a lot of people, and everyone was drinking in the street, nothing wrong with that, just another day in Brazil. The issue arose when I was about to enter my parents house. One of the guests at the party, a hag, was at the gate talking to my mother. As I approached on foot, a bit out of breath and sweaty, I was wearing shorts, a brown shirt, and running shoes. My legs are also quite hairy, and I have a short full beard on my face, I was really manly looking, manly but ugly, ugly at bernd tier. When I was about 15 steps from my parents gate, the woman who was talking to my mother turned to look at the street. As soon as she saw me, she made a very ugly face at me, a really ugly one. It wasn’t a deliberate grimace, it looked more like a 35-year-old mother staring at a suspicious guy walking in a park full of children. My parents have a reflective window in front of their house, and when I passed by the gate and was on my way to the front door, I saw in the reflection that she kept looking at me, her gaze fixed on me the entire time. When I turned the corner, she literally followed me with her head. When I opened the door and walked in, my mom said, "Son, lunch is almost ready, you can already head to the kitchen" and then I closed the door. When I closed the door, I heard the woman say, "Oh, so he's your son?" Despite the loud music from the neighbors, I was able to hear her say that(Brazilians talk really loud). After that, I went to the kitchen and had lunch (it was beef stroganoff, so good). I went to call my mom to come have lunch too, she was still stuck talking with that woman. People are like that here, they take their time chatting with you, so I kind of had to give a "push" for the two of them to wrap up their conversation. So I went outside and said in a very deep voice, I said, "Mom, come inside, my dad's calling you", then I closed the door. After closing the door and going inside, I heard the woman repeating what I said in a deep tone, "MOM!" and laughing, then I heard her say, "Hey [my mother's name], can I be your daugther-in-law? I really liked your son." My mom replied, "What? No way." At hearing that, I felt a huge sense of disgust and anger, she was a true hag, My mom asked her age, and she replied that she was 33, about to turn 34. My mom then said, "Well, no way, my son is still a baby"(I'm 26, about to turn 27). I'm a full-fledged hebephile, older women literally disgust me. I'm not even attracted to 22yo+ women, let alone a 30+ hag. They kept talking, so I got tired of waiting and went to the living room to watch TV, until 3 minutes later I heard the woman's voice saying, "Is this where the bathroom is?" Her voice came from the end of the hallway, she must have asked my mom to use the bathroom. Immediately, I jumped up from the couch and ran to hide in the backyard, I really didn't want to interact with that hag. I hid in the backyard for a couple of minutes until I heard the front door opening again. I checked from a distance and saw that it was the woman leaving and returning to the gate to talk to my mom. I could hear her saying, "By the way, where's Bernd? I didn't see him there when I went to the bathroom, did he already leave?" My mom said, "I don't know." At first, I hadn't realized this, I thought she had just gone to use the bathroom out of necessity, but when I heard her asking about me, I immediately understood that she used that as an excuse to interact with me. I felt such disgust and anger at that moment. I really wanted to go home, but the problem was that I had come to my parents home by foot, If I wanted to leave, I would have to walk out through the front gate. I had never missed my bike so much before. I realized there was no way out and decided to wait a little longer at my parents' house, so I went back to the living room to watch TV. Then I heard my mom coming in, she had finally come in to eat, the food was already lukewarm. I followed her to the kitchen under the pretext of showing her where I had put the soda. I wanted to ask if that woman had already left, but I didn't have the courage. My mom didn't even bring up the subject of the woman being interested in me, she also didn't know that I had heard everything. I left her eating in the kitchen and returned to the living room. I waited and waited, my mom finished eating and went to the gate again. I didn't understand why she had gone back to the gate, there was nothing for her to do there. She should have come to the couch to watch TV with me or sat in her armchair in the backyard. So I decided to peek through the curtain of the front window, and there was the damn hag talking to her again! Fuck, I couldn't take it anymore, so I went over there again and called my mother, "Mom, can you come here for a minute?" Then the woman said loudly, "Bernd! Love of my life!" while I was closing the door. I didn't open it again, I just ignored her. Fuck, at that moment I felt a strong wave of anger, followed by deep disgust. The feeling of disgust was so strong that I made a face just like Mordecai in the picrel. I held that expression for 2 straight minutes, it was so intense that even after I stopped, the marks stayed on my face. I still have 3 lines of expression on my forehead! I literally ran to the backyard to get some fresh air. When the anger passed (just the anger, the disgust still hasn't gone away), I felt an overwhelming sadness. I was sad because I realized that that hag was one of the 3 women who had ever called me "love of my life." The other two were a neighbor and a schoolmate who called me that as a joke when I was younger. I felt so devastated at that moment. To make things worse, while I was sitting on the step of the backyard stairs, my brother walked by to grab the hose (he was going to wash his car) and said, "So you’re breaking hearts today? Hehehe" I didn't replied and just ignored him, but after hearing that, I got angry again. I was like ">;(" That woman just wouldn’t leave our gate. I stayed at my parents house until 6:50 PM until she finally left. This situation ruined my day and possibly my week.