One Shots Anthology

Closure o Comeback? (HIS POV)

DISCLAIMER: This is inspired by ate Rocelyn Ordoñez series (Closure).

IT'S almost 8 am when I arrived at their company. I brushed my hair using my fingers before calling the staff who sent me an e-mail last week.

I'm not that kind of person who's into public speaking especially when it's about my personal life. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang tumulak sa 'kin ngayon para tanggapin ang invitation ng segment na 'yon. They warned me that we will be talking about my personal life and I simply agreed kahit alam kong this will be aired live on TV and different social media platforms.

A girl in pink dress with a short hair escorted me inside the studio. I'm wearing a navy blue long sleeve with two buttons opened and black maong jeans. Kakapagupit ko lang and my hair style is a modern version of skater haircut that features a long fringe in the front, and short sides.

It's my haircut that became her favorite before.

"S-Sir, ang gwapo niyo po," I blankly stared at the lady who escorted me. Pansin ko ngang kanina pa siya nakatitig sa 'kin. Hindi ko naman masaway dahil ayokong magsalita at magmukhang masungit.

"Thanks?" I'm not really sure why did it sounded like a question but I'm not used to being complimented personally. Yes, a lot of people were admiring me from a far because it's embarrassing for them to come up to me and tell me how good looking I am. But this girl have her guts.

I thanked God 'cause she didn't talked to me again. Akala ko ay dadaldalin niya pa 'ko. Mas mabuti pang mapanis ang laway ko dahil tahimik ako kaysa makipag-usap kung kani-kanino.

Another lady approached me but she looked more decent than earlier. She seemed matured and I think she's the one who invited me here.

"Mr. Hidalgo?" She called me for confirmation.

"I am," I responded as validation.

"This way, Sir,"

We entered inside a gray door but before I fully entered, I noticed the other door on the right side. I think it's the same ng papasukan namin. And I'm not stupid not to think that there's someone who's being interviewed inside. And I have this gut feeling that I know that 'someone'.

Isang puting silid ang bumungad sa 'kin na may upuan at mesa. There's also lighting, a television, and cameras in front. Hindi naman masikip ang loob, actually this is spacious. Kakasya ang halos bente katao dito sa loob.

Matipid kong nginitian ang dalawang tao na nasa loob. It's just the lady who was with me and a camera man. The rest were outside. Mabuti na lamang at tatlo lang kami dito.

"So we won't waste your time Mr. Hidalgo, shall we start?"

Nagkibit-balikat ako at tumango. Umupo ako sa upuan at hindi inalis ang tingin ko sa camera na nasa harapan ko. Nagsenyasan ang babae na napag-alaman kong Razel ang pangalan dahil may name tag ito—at ang camera man. Maya-maya pa ay binuksan na nila ang mga lighting at tumunog ang camera. Nag 'okay' sign ang camera man kay Razel senyales na naka-air na ang segment.

"Thank you Rizy! And after hearing her side, we're gonna hear his side, siyempre, hindi naman mawawala ang panig ng isa nating bisita sa araw na ito,"

And I'm right, there is someone behind that door.

"Good morning everyone and to our visitor, can you please introduce yourself to our dear viewers?"

I faked a cough and faked a smile then simply waved at the camera.

"Good day, I'm Alistair Kaze Hidalgo, 27, Engineer, and just call me Ali,"