one-shots by yours truly

Probably『Welcome Home』

The love we had led to the path of goodbyes.

There are things we are excited about, there are things we don't want to think of. Just like the existence of the future, we look forward to, or the memories we want to go back to. 

"Moria! Ano pang tinutunganga mo riyan? We're going!"

"Coming!" I was startled by Iya's voice. She's a friend and a co-worker at a firm I was working at. May pupuntahan kaming client para ihatid ang ibang papeles sa kontrata ng client at ng firm.

"Bilisan mo! Alam mo naman 'yon si Mrs. Silva, napakamaldita," ani Iya na para bang namomroblema. Well, she's right but is it okay to call someone like that behind their back?

"She's just strict and professional, Iya."

Iya snickered. "Ang bait mo talaga, ano?"

"Huh? Saan galing 'yan?" I asked in confusion. Wala naman akong sinabi para magmukha akong mabait?

"Hay naku, ewan ko sa 'yo! Tara na nga!"

Ba't ang moody ng babaeng 'yon? Despite the confusion I got from my friend's behavior, I just chuckled and followed her. 

Ilang oras lang ang lumipas ay natapos din kami. Everything went smoothly since everything was already planned. Kaagad akong umuwi pagkatapos kong kunin ang ibang gamit sa firm.

"Welcome home..." I said to myself.

The smell of home welcomed me its usual warmth. Sanay na ako sa amoy at itsura ng unit ko, pero sa tuwing umuuwi ako ay para bang may kung anong humahaplos sa akin. I've been living in this unit for over 4 years, and I can say I've made a lot of memories here.

May it be happy memories or a sad one.

I cupped the hot mug I was holding to feel more of its warmth. Medyo malamig ang simoy ng hangin sa labas dahil umuulan. The gloomy and cloudy sky was over the city. Wala kaming pasok dahil Linggo ngayon. It's my day off and I'm just taking a rest here at my unit. Wala rin naman akong ibang lakad, at saka umuulan pa sa labas kaya mas mabuti nang nandito lang ako sa bahay.

The constant fall of the raindrops made me nostalgic for locked memories in a chamber inside my head and I suddenly thought. What makes us reminisce about memories? What makes us feel nostalgic about the yesterday that trails us?

A knock on the door made me go back to a memory I don't know if I should bury forever deep inside, or remember as a bitter-sweet chapter of my life.

"Welcome home!" I smiled when I saw Lukas, my boyfriend entering the main door. 

"I'm home," he said with his voice slightly shivering. "Grabe, ang lamig sa labas. Ang lakas ng ulan, may bagyo ba ngayon?"

"Hmm, oo raw. Buti hindi ka masyadong nabasa."

"On the way kasi 'yong isa kong katrabaho, pinasakay kaming mga uuwi sa madadaanan niya."

"Ah..." Humigop ako sa baso nang makitang nilaglag niya lang sa lapag ang damit niya. "Hon, can you please put your dirty clothes deritso sa basket? Ang kalat kasi tapos ako na naman magliligpit niyan."

"Ilalagay ko naman doon. Maghintay ka nga." Mukhang na wala ang mood nito.

I sighed. "Pagod ako sa trabaho, you know that right? Tapos ako pa naglilinis dito sa bahay. Can you please understand that?"

"Oo na, ako na palaging mali."

Ang mga away namin ay nagsimula sa isa sa isang araw, hanggang sa naging dalawa, hanggang sa hindi na namin mabilang.