Memory in the Street (Paraiso Series #3)

Wakas

Hi! This is the last part of Memory by the Street. I am grateful for being with me in this story. I hope that you were inspired by Karita and Zhigor's story that above every mistake, a love that is meant to be will always find its way back. Thank you for reading! After this, Moonlight by the Dusk will start its updates. 

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Wakas

The wind blew harshly against my cheek but it cannot beat the empty feeling I have been carrying for five years already. I sighed and lowered down the glass of whiskey on the table beside me.

Mula sa kinauupoan ko, natatanaw ko ang madilim na langit sa itaas. Wala ni isang bituin ang kumikislap. Malamig na ang simoy ng hangin at may pag-amba ng ulan. Tila parang nakikisabay yata ang panahon sa nararamdaman ko ngayon ah.

It's been five years since she left without notice. It's been five years of questioning myself kung mali bang ipinahayag ko sakaniya ang tunay na nararamdaman. I did have a hard time gathering my strength to confess to her that night.

I was torn between professing my affection or just stay as her friend while I admire her from afar. Alam ko namang abot-kamay ko siya lagi pero iba pa rin iyong nararamdaman ko.

I did not know what made me fall for her. She was cold and distant to people. Sa akin lang siya nakikipag-usap. And I felt special for that.

I chose to confess to her. I did not want to just stay as her friends. Naisip ko kasi paano kung may iba siyang magustohan na hindi ko man lang nasasabi ang nararamdaman? Paano kung magkaroon siya ng ibang lalaki? Paano ako?

Took the risk of confessing to her. Bahala na kung anong kalalabasan. If she tells me I'm just a friend, I'm still pursuing her. I'll court her of course, try to change her mind.

Liligawan ko siya kahit na alam kong walang pag-asa. Isn't that's how courtship supposed to be? To prove you're worthy of her attention and affection? To make her want you too? To make her fall for you?

My decision was then whole. Iyon na 'yon.

I'll shoot my shot. Tell her I like her. And if she doesn't feel the same way, I'll work it out.

Kaya nung sinabi ko na sa kaniya sa kalagitnaan ng pagtulog namin, kabado ako roon. I was ready to be rejected but her emotionless eyes and that genuine smile said otherwise. It was the first time I saw her eyes glisten with emotion.

I was hopeful when I saw that glint.

She might not have that curvaceous or slender body, but her face could surpass those girls I saw on TV. Ang ganda niya. She was a mixture of a soft beauty queen face and a fierce look.

That emotionless yet sharp eyes that would melt you if you stare at her brown orbs, that long lashes, cute yet pointed nose, and her sultry naturally red lips; she's a head turner if you just pay attention at her features.

Medyo maliit ang mukha niya pero ang mga features sa mukha ay hindi mo mapapansin kung hindi mo siya tititgan ng maayos. She's good at hiding them. Pero kapag tititigan mo siya ng maigi, mauubos ang oras mo kakatitig sa magandang mukha niya.

Ang katawan niya ay medyo brusko, parang batak sa training. I think she was trained because she usually gets into fights. Pero kahit ganoon, maganda siya. She is the apple of my eye.

Not until she left.

"Ano itong narinig ko mula sa ama mo, Zhigor?" My mother spoke from behind.