CHAPTER 2- (B)
"Ui Lei, your sister's talking to you" Kirsa's voice makes me back to the present time.
"Hey baby sis, wanna join us?" I hear Sandra said.
" Wag na ate, we're good already, sige order muna kame" at hinila kona si kirsa.
Kirsa's about to speak
" I don't want to talk about it any more kirsa, order nalang tayo pls." I said in a pleading voice.
" Ok. I understand" she just agreed
After we order our lunch, umupo kami ni Kirsa sa may bandang sulok na lugar ng canteen, far enough that Sandra and I can’t see and hear each other.
We started to eat habang nakwekwentuhan lang kami about sa OJT, I mentally thank her for not pushing the topics about ate Sandra.
I HEAR MY PHONE RINGS..
I saw Gabby's name registered
" Hello Gabby!" I exclaimed in excitement, halos mabulunan pako dahil sa nginunguya kong pagkain.
" Hello sweetheart, I know you miss me but no need to shout" I hear him chuckle.
" Yabang mo.. " I pout.
" Don't pout sweetheart"
Shit, pano nya nalaman? Is he here? Sabay linga ko sa paligid.
Pero ni anino nya hindi ko nakita.
" Im not pouting" sagot ko nalang
" Yes you are" he insist. And I know even I don’t see him, theres a wide smile in his face.
" Not anymore" I answered chickily.
He laugh, as in tawa na malakas, sakit sa tsan non.
" Ok.ok. I guess I really can’t win with you. So.. how are you sweetheart?, you eat your breakfast and lunch in time right?"
Hindi kaagad ako nakasagot.
Yung lunch oo, but yung breakfast hindi, I skip it e, yung mga sandwiches na binaon ko, uhmm, naibigay ko sa mga street children, it happen that while waiting for the green light kanina kumatok sila sa bintana ng kotse ko, and instead of giving money where I’m not sure what will they buy, I just give them my sandwiches.
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