HAJ & SETCH (COMPLETED)

VII

"How's the party, Miss Setch?"

Nanghupaw ra ko ug wala sya tingogi.

The party was fun but I couldn't forget about what happened earlier. The confrontation happened between me and my ex, Kenneth, is so hard to forget.

Dungag pa ang pag apil ni Haj sa nahitabo.

Everything just bothers me so much. The fact that Haj acted that way makes me feel the guilt.

Sobra ko ka rude niya sukad sukad pero siya pud diay ang mo comfort nako sa time nga abi nakog wala nay makatabang sa akoa.

I tend not to cry earlier but the way he comforts me melts my ego.

"Miss Setch, are you okay?" tingog napud niya akong nadungog sa tunga tunga sa akong mga gi huna-huna.

I just nodded.

Gikan sa pag muni-muni, nilingi ko ni Haj.

"Why are you here?" I nicely asked.

I saw how his brow raise as he smile. Dili man sa himantayon pero napansin nako nga everytime mo smile sya kay isa sa iyang kilay ang mo taas.

And to mention that half smile he always wear, I admit he's hot.

"Need nako mag trabaho, Miss Setch. I need to earn and save money for my dream," he stated.

"What's your dream?"

"It's a secret po"

I rolled my eyes, "As if namang kawaton nako na imong dream. Pshh" Nanampiling ko, "So unsa lage?"

Napansin nakong nihunong na ang engine sa akong sakyanan. I forgot to tell you nga si Haj ang ga drive pauli.

I then realize nga naa nami sa hauz maong nihunong na.

"We're here, Miss Setch"

Nanampiling ra ko while nanukod sa bintana.

"Miss Setch, we're-

"I know Haj, so unsa gali imong dream?" alas dose na sa gabie pero naa pa koy gana mangulit aning akong bodyguad.

Medj dawat napud nako nga bodyguard na nako sya.

I heard him sighed in defeat. "But it's a secret, miss Setch"

I pout. "I can keep a secret"

"Miss Setch"

"Please?"

He sighed again.

"Okay, inig iingon nimo then I won't ask dad to fire you." ambot pero curious jud akong laman loob.

Wala ni tingog si Haj ug iyaha rang gi tunol sa akoa ang susi sa akong sakyanan.

"Wuy!"

"Good night, Miss Setch. I hope you enjoy the party and I also hope you're fine." mao ray ingon niya bago ninaug sa akong sakyanan ug gibiyaan ko.

Nag abot akong kilay nga nisud nas balay padiretso sa akong kwarto. Wala gihapon koy napala.

I really don't know why I'm so obsessed with asking people about their dream. Is it maybe because I don't have one? Or chismosa ra jud ko.

I mean, yes. I don't have a dream in my mind. Since katong bata pa ko, I always receive a question like what is my dream?

And until now wala koy maikatubag. As in, empty jud ang bucket list sa akong pagkatao. I was just here waiting for the next thing that would happen to my life.

Yes, dato na mi. I have a perfect and complete family. I am spoiled and is filled with love from my fam and I never felt empty my whole life.

Mao siguro ni ang rason nga wala na koy dream, I can have everything I want. Dungag pa nga wala ko gipa dako sa akong parents nga mag sigeg expect sa laing taw. I am raised contented with what I have.

But then suddenly this day, I felt it.

I felt the jealousy that I never felt before. Jealous of someone who have a dream. Someone who's working to reach his dream.

"Do I really have no dream?" pangutana nako sa akong sarili nga nakig tutokay sa kesame sa akong kwarto.

And then this time gibati kog kasubo.

Wala ko kahibaw pero nasubo ra kog kalit.