"If you're not yet ready, Beatrice, tell me."
Marco and I were now here in his car, outside their house. To be honest, I'm really... really nervous. I know that his Mamita wants him to date someone else, that's all I know. I don't know about his Mom and Dad.
Huminga ako nang malalim. "I'm just nervous but I'm ready, Marco."
He held my chin and made me face him. "Thank you for this, Beatrice. If ever you feel uncomfortable, just pinch me or anything, I'll get you out of here."
"You think they won't like me?"
"Well, umh..." Binitawan ni Marco ang hawak sa baba ko at umayos ng upo. "My mom will surely like you."
"How about your Mamita and your Dad?" kinakabahang tanong ko.
"Dad..." he said and ran his finger through his hair. "I don't know, really. About Mamita..." Malungkot siyang ngumiti. "You know about Claudia, right?"
I smiled sadly. "Right."
"But it doesn't really matter if they'll like you or not. I like you, that's what matters."
Huminga ulit ako nang malalim at tumango. "Okay, let's go."
Sabay kaming lumabas ni Marco ng kotse. I sighed heavily while he was walking towards me. Kaagad niya akong inakbayan nang makalapit siya sa 'kin.
"Relax. I got you." he whispered.
"I know," I replied. "That's why I'm not that scared. Kaunti lang." I said with a gesture of my fingers.
He chuckled. "Don't be."
Tumango ako at sabay na kaming lumakad papasok.
Sobrang laki ng main door nila na para ka ng nasa palasyo. Mayroon pa silang tiga-bukas ng pinto. Pagpasok namin, kaagad akong namangha sa laki ng bahay. There are portraits in the hallway of the sala. The color of the interior was more likely white and gold. High ceiling and there's a big chandelier at the center. Mayroong hagdan sa mismong tapat ng pinto. It was so beautiful, may mga ilaw pa sa baba ng gilid 'yung hagdan. The railings are color gold.
"This is a beautiful house, Marco." I commented.
He smiled. "Thank you."
"Sir Marco." one of their helpers called us. "Nasa dining area na po sila."
"Okay." Marco nodded then he looked at me. "Let's go?"
"Okay."
We made our way to the dining. Rinig ko pa ang tunog ng sapatos namin habang naglalakad. The house was full air conditioned so it was a bit cold for me, though I was wearing a long sleeves white top and beige maong pants with my beige Prada baguette bag. Marco was wearing a long sleeves white polo tucked in with his black slack. We both looked formal. Ayaw ko naman mapahiya sa parents niya.
"Mom, Dad, Mamita." Marco greeted. Nakaupo na silang lahat sa dining table na 12 sitters. Sa gitna 'yung Dad ni Marco, sa kanan niya 'yung asawa niya at sa kaliwa 'yung Mamita ni Marco.
Nakasuot ng powder blue polo ang dad ni Marco, dark blue sleeveless dress naman ang mom niya at red off shoulder and mamita niya. His Mamita's hair fell on her shoulder. It was a bit curly, too. Ang mommy naman niya, medyo mahaba ang straight na buhok na color hazel brown.
May mga helpers pa na nakatayo sa gilid, na para bang nandoon lang sila if ever may kailanganin. Mayroon na ring dishes sa table. I took a look. Okay, I know some of them. I'll be fine.
"This is Beatrice, my girlfriend." Marco dragged me while his arm was around my shoulder.
I politely gave a small nod. "Good day po." I said.
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Life Of Yesterday (Only a Mémoire)
RomanceBeatrice Carla Dela Rosa is a quiet type of person, she doesn't care about the world... even about her family because she believes that she only got herself and herself in the end. Not until Marco Ysmael Alcantara came into his life, everything has...