Forging Fidelity

1

My foster parents invited me a dinner at mansion. It's been three months since the last dinner I have with them, so I agreed.

After work, I went to southern division where Friàs mansion is located. I didn't mind changing my clothes dahil may damit naman ako sa room ko roon.

"Selette,"

Mama giggled, her brown fox eyes almost became close because of her wide smile.

"I thought you will decline," She added, preferring about the invitation.

"Pressured ka sa work masiyado." I hold her both hands, and smiled.

"Nana, narito na si Selette." Mama called nana Nadia.

Sinalubong ako nito ng yakap, at nagmano naman ako sa kanilang dalawa.

Demir's mother really loves me. She knew everything about me, kahit hindi ako magkwento. Perhaps, I am really an open book.

After being an orphan, Demir's parents treated me as their own child. They always make me feel like having my own parents.

Papà and mamà have their only child and it is Demir. May problem na raw kasi si mamà sa panganganak, kaya hindi nadagdagan. Since my parents are their friends, sila na ang nagpalaki sa akin.

"I'm not that pressured ma, It's just a part of my job." I smiled, giving her assurance.

"The stress." She replied.

I followed mama inside the mansion. Since mahaba ang lamesa, kasabay naming kumakain ang mga kasambahay. Arrogance is not welcome at this house.

I kissed papà's cheek and sat beside him. Si mamà naman, sa kabila. Tapos 'yong mga kasabay namin, may kaniya kaniyang pwesto na rin.

"Lalo kang gumaganda, Selette."

I always been complimented by lots of people, kaya nasanay na ako. Napangiti na lang ako nang magsalita pa ang isa.

"Kung tutuusin, mas bagay kay ma'am ang ipalabas sa TV eh."

"Huwag niyo masiyadong i-complement si Selette," Manong driver told them. "Baka hindi na 'yan kumain kakabati niyo, sige kayo baka mausog."

Laugher filled the house. Ganito siguro sila araw-araw, sabay sabay kumain. Much better dahil wala naman kaming dalawa ni Demir para sabayan sila.

Speaking of Demir, I wonder where he is. Naiisip niya pa kaya sila mamà? Si papà, nakakausap niya pa ba?

"About doon po sa sinabi niyo pà," I started the conversation with papà since may kaniya kaniya namang kausap ang mga kasabay namin.

"We need the Ytturalde for the show." Papà stoped eating and looked at me, then drink his water.

"Sino ba sa dalawang Ytturalde, that Bench or Maxim?" He asked me.

Damn. Now I have to answer papà's question. I never thought that we will end up talking about him, again.

"S-si Bench po, papà." I answered. Papà knew that Bench and I have past. Kaya alam niya kung bakit ako kinakabahan, at alam kong matutulungan niya ako dahil business partners sila noon.

"Kakausapin ko siya," Papà suggested. "All you have to do, is to discuss about it onced he agreed."

The dinner went good. Marami pa kaming napag-usapan. They asked me lots of things, dahil matagal daw akong hindi nakabisita.

How? The only thing running in my mind right now. The cold air from my opened windows entered my room, making sighed heavily.

Bench doesn't want to see my face, and that's for sure. He is mad at me after what happened back in college.