Chapter II

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" What is Prosecutor Pendelton doing here? " Juno Bautista kept on following and bombarding me questions that irritated me so much. Not to mention na ang kulit-kulit niya pa dahil ilang beses niya na akong pinigilan sa paglalakad at paharang-harang pa sa nilalakaran ko kahit na ang daming pagkakataon ko na siya halos sapakin.

His eyes never changed the way it glimmered. Still emotionless and cold, however he seem persistent of having the answers to his questions.

" You called him babe, is he your boyfriend? " He asked again but to still no avail.

Hindi ako magpapadala sa lalaking ito. I have to keep my cool hanggang sa mawalan na siya ng pasensya. Kailangan na kilatisin ang taong pakikisamahan ko sa maikling panahon na gagawin ko ang pinakahuling serbisyo sa ahensya na nakapagbigay sakin ng pag-asa sa buhay.

" Why are you not answering me? " Subalit hindi ko pinansin ang pagkairita sa kaniyang boses at sa halip ay nagpatuloy ako sa pag-akyat. Hindi tinatablan ng pagod sapagkat naaaliw ako sa ginagawa ko sakanya.

I was waiting for him to continue nagging me but what followed us is dead air. He did not dare spit a word again as he come after my footsteps. Kung kaya naman ay binalingan ko na siya habang nakangisi.

" Tired now? " I questioned as I stop walking up the stairs. We are currently on the third floor and in just a little amount of time we will reach my floor.

" Nagpapakipot ka? " Nang-aakusa na balik tanong niya pero hindi ko pinansin ang tono ng kaniyang pananalita.

It seem to me that he does vigorous activities often dahil hindi ko pa ramdam ang pagkapagod niya sa pag-akyat namin ng gawa sa kahoy na hagdan. However, I can see sweats forming on his forehead. Maybe it is because of the hot ambiance given by a fact na walang air-conditioning ang lugar o kung mayroon man ay hindi naman ramdam. Nonetheless, he still looks fresh and still reeks the pleasant odor of his woodsy vanilla perfume.

" Na-ah, just measuring the length of your patience, " I winked at him before walking again. When we finally reached the room I was staying at ay agad ko iyong binuksan. I do not have to tell him to enter because he followed immediately and was actually the one who shut the door close. I did not protest though. Wala naman akong pakealam dahil tiniyak ko na malinis ang kwartong ito bago ako umalis at kung may gagawin man siya ay tiyak ko na kaya kong manlaban.

" Are your parents downstairs? " I asked him casually, iyong tipo na parang ilang dekada na kaming magkakilala kahit pa ang totoo ay hindi pa nga kami naoorasan na magkasama.

" Not really, excited to meet them? " He responded immediately as he keep on eyeing the interiors of my ancient but with a little touch of contemporaneous design suite due to some of the minimalist decors. Subalit iilan lamang ang mga makabagong mga disensyo, para bang kinakapos ang may ari at by batch ang ginagawang pagbabago sa lugar.

" Tara! " I grabbed his arm and lead him towards the balcony of the room. It was easy for me to do so because my actions caught him off-guard. Maybe he was just expecting a spicy reply from me and he did not foreshadowed my fast movements kaya ganito.

" Do your parents like sweets? " Pagtatanong ko nang magsimula na akong pumwesto para maabot ang hagdan na tutulong sa amin sa pagbaba. It is an old, rusty and alined to the outer wall of the building, without any railings for support.

" What the h*ck, are you doing!? That is dangerous! " He exclaimed nang marealize niya ang gusto kong gawin. He suddenly felt so nervous. I do not know if it is for me, or for his self.

" We are going down, may cafe sa baba, tutal ikaw naman ang sunod nang sunod saakin. Samahan mo akong bumili ng cake, " I commanded habang mabilis ngunit paunti-unting nagrarapel pababa.

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