chapter otso (8)

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"Simon nak, where's your kuya?" Malambing na tanong ni Atty. kay Simon, he shrugged then went back playing with his dogs.

"I don't know Ma, baka he's still sleeping?"

"Oo nga pala, I'm sorry dear. Sandro hate mornings. Tanghali pa ata yun gigising, let me wake him up." Sabi ni Atty. Liza.

"No need po, okay lang."

I stopped her, nakakahiya naman gisingin baka napagod lang sa trabaho niya.

"Emma, please sit." Mr. Bongbong motioned me to sit, we started talking, they asked me question-erm mostly by Atty. Liza but I was glad nung nasagot ko lahat.

"How about your work Emma, how long have you been working at your agency?"

"5 years maam, I started when I was 21 but I was a trainee for 3 years."

"Are your parents okay with your work?"

"At first no, they did not support me at all. Especially si mama, masyado daw itong delikado." I answered, tumango naman ito.

"I understand your mom, when Sandro flew to London, hindi ko na alam kung saan paglalagyan yung kaba ko." She said then laughed.

"What do your parents do for a living Emma?" Mr. Bongbong inserted.

"They started a business when I was 10 years old, and fortunately the business is growing sucessfully. They are in Cebu, with my sister, negosyo ang inaatupag."

She asked a few more questions, but I noticed na di pa rin related sa pagtatrabaho ko bilang undercover agent ni Sandro ang mga tanong ni Atty. Liza.

Her questions are mostly tungkol lang talaga sa sarili ko. My birthplace, parents, education background. I'm comfortable sharing my personal information with them naman.

I was in the middle of sharing when someone called them.

"Excuse me Maam, Sir may naghahanap sa inyo sa labas." Sabi ni Manang, yung nakausap namin ganina. They excused theirself to me.

Now I am left with Simon, no one dared to start the conversation so we stay silent. Nung kanina lang, he didn't join the conversation but he was listening to us.
I looked at him while he was busy playing with his 2 dogs, ang cute niyang tingnan.

"Cute." God! That word escaped from my mouth ni di ko man lang namalayan. I'm hoping to God di niya narinig yun.

But I was wrong, again.

"Cute who?"

"A-Ah I mean your dogs, ang cute nila." Palusot ko pa, na benta naman.

"Really? thanks." He introduced me his dogs, I nodded and smiled, okay back to awkward silence again. Medyo mahiyain pala tong si Simon.

"So you'll be staying here in Ilocos?" Tanong nito, good thing he finally talks. Ang bigat kasi ng atmosphere. Sobrang awkward.

"I guess? depende ata. Kung saan yung kuya mo susunod lang ako sa kaniya." I said, tumango naman ito at nakangiti pa.

"Nah he won't be going anywhere, he is as busy as a bee. It must be tiring kung sunod ka ng sunod sa kaniya."

"Maybe, but that is why I'm here. Anytime Sir Sandro could be in danger, di natin mapipigilan yun. So I should be there to protect him 24/7."

"You should live with him then."

Aba siraulo ata to. Charot de joke lang. Pero ano bang pinagsasabi nito?

"Ano?" Gulat kong tanong, hindi muna ito sumagot at tumawa lang. Ang tagal matapos ah, sinabayan ko nalang din.

"Just kidding, di ka naman mabiro. You're the same as my brother. Ang hirap niyang biruin." For real now, sumabay na akong tumawa sa kaniya as in genuine laugh na talaga to.

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