"Anong oras ba ang alis ninyo?" Ashro asked.
Pinapunta niya ako rito sa office for a small meeting. Pero imbes na ang trabaho ang pagusapan namin. Nauwi kami sa paguusap tungkol sa byahe namin mamaya sa Nueva Icija. Ano 'to? Interogation?
Napailing ako. "Akala ko ba ay trabaho 'to?"
"I need to know what time you'll leave so I could tell whether you're still here or you already left."
"Aalis kami mamayang alas dos ng hapon!" Umirap pa ako.
Tumawa siya. "Sasagot rin naman, pala ang dami pang reklamo,"
Humalikipkip ako sa aking kinatatayuan at inirapan siya. Ayaw niya talagang sumama?! Ginto ba siya para mag-inarte pa?! Hindi naman para sa iba 'tong gagawin namin. Para naman sa mga bata at matatandang nangangailangan ng tulong.
"Ayaw mo talagang sumama?" I asked, hopeful.
He raised a brow. "Ayaw ko."
"Ang arte!" bulong ko. He heard me kaya napangisi siya. "I mean, bakit ayaw mo, e makakatulong naman 'to sa mga tao?"
He licked his lips. "I already helped, by sending my charity boxes. Ang dami na nga noon, ang ungrateful mo Ryu, 'Wag kang ganiyan."
He was obviously teasing! Nakakairita pagkatao nito!
"Fine." I rolled my eyes.
Saglit kaming natahimik at walang umimik nang pumasok ang sekretarya niya para magpapirma ng kung ano mang file. Tinignan ko ang ibang file niya sa table dahil nakatayo lang naman ako. Damn he has a pretty signature.
My painting that he bought on the gallery was hanged at the center of his achievements. Ang ganda ng placement, it looked like it was meant to be there. Inadjust ko 'yon ng kaunti at umatras para makita 'yon ng buo.
"Ang ganda ng placement." I commented.
He smiled. "Yeah? I removed my picture because of that."
What?! Sayang ang guwapo niya pa naman doon! Pinilig ko agad ang ulo ko dahil sa naisip ko. Really Ryu? Ngayon pa talaga umandar 'yang kapokpokan mo?! I am so disappointed in you, oh my God!
"Anyways," I sighed. "I have to go to the groceries, for our trip to Nueva Icija, so bye."
I walked out of his sight and grabbed my stuff I was wearing a sleeveless green dress that is showing half my legs and has a slit topped with a white leather jacket that I removed kanina. And a white thigh high boots. My hair was in a half ponytail.
"Wait." His hands were in the air.
I raised a brow. "Yes?"
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Cruel strokes of Yesterday (Years Series #1)
Storie d'amoreYEARS SERIES #1 Yesterday is something that Ashro, an Engineer and Ryu, an Artist despise because of what it did to them, and how their past memories haunt their silent nights through the years, but what if their yesterday meets their today and tomo...
