A Rastro Story

1 The Mission

Glaiza

     I climb into the wall and sneakily go inside the warehouse without a trace and Bingo!. There, I find our subject. I walk silently from behind of our target ang grip his neck sabay tutok ng baril.

"Drop your guns or I will blow his head off". Sigaw ko, habang nkatutok pa rin ang baril sa druglord na hawak hawak ko at mabilis pa sa alas kwatrong binaba ng mga goons ang kanilang mga baril.

Andito kami ngayon sa France kasama ko ang mga kapatid kong sina Batchi at Mike sa entrapment operation kabilang kami sa mga agents n sumubaybay sa pinakamalaking sindikato dito sa France. Ilang buwan din namin silang minanmanan transctions and deliveries of illegal drugs and now finally they fall into our trap at nahuli din namin ang malaking isda.

"Brother tol. Let's go. Just blow that motherfuckers head and we're done." said Batchi.

As if on cue, I pushed the druglord away and blow his head. "Mission accomplished  ".

As we arrived home, I go straight to the bathroom and took a shower. My body feel numb and physical exhaustion is consuming me so without putting my clothes on, I doze off and fall asleep.

By the way. I'm Glaiza Althea Galura 25 y/o. I'm a Class S agent together with my siblings Batchi and Mike. I'm  also a freelance model, businesswoman, a chef and a pilot. And Oh! I do also underground fights along with my Bro Buddy Batchi just for fun. So don't dare mess with us or else my kalalagyan sila sa amin.

Its been weeks after our last mission and I'm starting to get bored.
I'm about to take a nap when I heard some footsteps  coming towardsy room and if I'm not mistaken it's Batchi.

"G, the old man is waiting for us in the library" as Batchi entered in my room.

I frowned and scratch my nape out of irritation for I know this will pissed us off or it will be the death of us. That old man is getting into my nerves. Crap!.

"What is it this time?"

"Relax ka lang tol. Baka ibibigay na ni tanda ang pabuya natin"

"I doubt it" sagot ko.

Inakbayan lang niya ako and we go outside.

And there he is, the great Felix Galura our father, a business tycoon and one of the wealthiest billionaire in the world.

" Bibilisan ko lang 'to coz I have a meeting to attend to"

Wow!. Oh di ba para lang siyang nakikipag-usap sa mga tauhan niya. Just wow.

" Do you remember your Ninong Gareth Howell? He needs your services meaning the three of you will fly back to the Philippines as soon as possible. No more buts, I don't want to argue with you guys. I'm running out of time. If you have complains, violent reaction talk to your Ninong Gareth first."

"What? Agad agad?!-protesta ni Glaiza

"Instant mami?" segunda naman ni Batchi

Tahimik lang si Mike mukhang hindi pa nagsisink-in sakanya ng sinabi ng ama.

"Minsan lang humingi ng pabor ang Tito Ninong ninyo and he needed you badly their lives are at stake here. Now go pack your things and you will be leaving tomorrow. Your Ninong will explain to you when you arrive there and please don't give your Tito trouble coz his daughters are giving him headaches already. Now move your butts. Chop! chop!. He need you guys to look after them habang nasa business trip sila for 3 months. Gotta go. And please behave no hunky punkies if you want to dive into girls, use condom" sabay alis.

"Ano ba?! Ayoko sabi eh! Ayoko! Ayoko! Ayoko! Masisira lng kutis ko dun, masasunburn ako, mainit dun eh."  sikmat ni Mike habang nakatalukbong ng kumot sa higaan at hinihila ni Batchi para makapag- empake na sila dahil napaaga ang alis nila pauwi ng Pilipinas.

"Tatayo ka diyan o sisipain kita hanggang makarating tayo ng Pilipinas!. Arte arte mo! Bakla ka yata eh!-gigil na bulyaw ni Glaiza kay Mike. Kanina pa siya naiirita sa pag iinarte nito daig pa ang babae sa kaartehan.

Padabog namang tumayo si Mike dahil baka totohanin nga ni Glaiza ang banta sakanya at gawin pa siyang punching bag ng kapatid.

"Oh, eto na tatayo na!. Sungit sungit netong babaeng 'to". -bulong bubuyog ni Mike.

"Philippines here we come!. -Sigaw naman ni Batchi.