Valouise exclaimed in an awe with the picturesque place she's standing in right now. She couldn't stop herself from smiling from it's magical beauty while taking pictures of the place — Palma de Mallorca, Spain. She's here for a vacation and she is enjoying her time. She took some of her minutes lurking in that place until she saw some bleachers. When she was about to sit down, a broad, tall man had bumped onto her. Malakas na pagkabunggo ito na naging dahilan sa pagkatumba ni Valouise at pagkahulog ng kaniyang mga gamit. Halatang nagmamadali ang lalaki at hindi man lang siya binigyang pansin nito.
“A-Aray!” daing ni Valouise nang matumba s'ya. She gazed to the man who just ran away after dumping her Padabog s'yang tumayo at kinuha ang nahulog n’yng mga gamit. Pagkatayo n’ya ay naramdaman n'yang may nawawala sa kaniya. Pagtingin niya sa kaniyang palapulsohan ay wala na rito ang kaniyang bracelet.
“Shit!” sigaw nito at tiningnan ang paligid n’ya at bumagsak ang mga malilit na butil ng luha n’ya nang mapagtanto n’yang nawala n’ya ang huling regalo sa kan'ya ng kaniyang ina.
“No!” she whispered to herself, crying.
She planned to stay in Spain for weeks but she was pissed, anxious and mad with what happened. Losing that bracelet disappoints her too much that she lost all her energy and interest. Gusto n’yang hanapin nang hanapin iyon pero imposibli sa rami ng tao at laki ng lugar na iyon— Malabo.
NAKAUWI s'ya sa Pilipinas nang may sama ng loob. She was looking for that bracelet but she didn't even saw it's shadow. Umuwi siya sa kaniyang malilit na coffee shop kung saan din siya nakatira. Pamana ito ng mga magulang n’ya. After her parents died, she sold their house to bid her goodbye— she couldn't contain the feeling of despair and continue to mourn because she has a life to resume. She renovated the coffee shop and made it also her own house. It became her source of income except for writing. She's a full-time writer and a freelance writer.
Pagkarating n’ya ay dumeretso siya sa kaniyang kwarto na siyang workplace n’ya rin— doon siya nagsusulat. Pabagsak na umupo si Valouise sa swivel chair n'ya at nagpaikot-ikot ito para pakalmahin ang sarili. Sa buong biyahe, ang bracelet lang talaga ang nasa isip n’ya. Kakaisip nito ay napaiyak na lamang siya.
“Sorry ma, nawala ko ‘yong bigay mo.” iyak pa nito. She's trying to calm herself down but none of her ways made her calm down. She lost her bracelet and that bracelet means so much to her.
Napatigil siya sa pag-iyak nang tumunog ang cellphone n’ya. Agad naman niya itong kinuha at sinagot ang tawag.
“Hello, Verne?”
“Hi, Valouise! I missed you…” he greeted her with his manly voice. Verne is her friend— and her suitor. Valouise rejected him two times already but he was persistent. Valouise actually don't want him to court her, she only sees him as her friend and someone higher than her.
“Nasa labas ako.” dagdag pa nito at agad namang pinunasan ni Valouise ang kaniyang mga luha at agarang tumayo.
“Ha? Bakit? Teka lang!” pagpapanic nito at dali-daling inayos ang sarili. She hung up and went outside immediately. She saw Verne’s car in front of her coffee shop and she hastily came closer. Kumatok siya at pumasok sa shotgun seat.
“Ang tagal mo.” pang-aasar nito pagkapasok at pagkapasok ni Valouise. Pinaningkitan ito ng tingin ni Valouise at inirapan, sabay sabing, “Ikaw nga naninira ng pahinga ng tao eh.”
“Oh, ito!” saad nito at iniabot kay Valouise ang isang gold and black colored envelop at isang box na may katamtamang laki. Lumabas na si Marra pagkatapos nitong iabot ang mga pinapabigay ni Verne. Valouise flip it off and she was stunned on what she had read on the envelop.
“You are invited...” she read in a whisper. With what? Out of curiosity she opened the invitation card. It says that Mr. Verne is having a yacht party in the next two days for celebrating his 30th birthday. Sekretong napangiwi si Valouise dahil talagang nakalimutan n’ya iyon.
“You forgot?” he asked calmly and she looked at him then shook her head multiple times.
“Hindi ah! Marami lang akong iniisip eh.” sagot naman ni Valouise at pekeng ngumiti. After that, they both feel silent. Verne looked at Valouise, trying to check on her.
“Are you coming…?” he carefully asked, trying not to make her mad or frustrated.
“Uh… pag-iisipan ko muna, Verne. You know my reason why I don't want to attend such events in your life.” Valouise answered him and he nodded.
“Louise…” he sighed and looked at her, straight to her round, ash green eyes.
“This is not about those people who would come to my birthday. This is about me wanting you to come— I would be happy if you are going to meet me in my birthday.” Verne said with his fading voice. Valouise gulped the lump on her throat and seldomly sighed.
“Pag-iisipan ko.” sagot niya at lumabas kaagad ng kotse. Agad siyang bumalik sa kwarto n’ya.
Valouise deeply sighed and threw the invitation on her desk. She leaned back against her swivel chair and squeezed her eyes shut. She went inside her room and took a nap. She's tired and exhausted. She's anxious and frustrated. She's fucking tired.
Due to her tiredness, her supposed to be just a short nap became a deep sleep. Umunat ito at dahan-dahang tumayo. She went to her desk and opened her laptop. Napatunganga s'yang nakatingin sa blangkong pahinang nasa kanyang harapan. She hasn't write anything, it's all blank, her mind is blank. Is it because she doesn't have any idea? Or is it because motivation and inspiration is absent.
“Arghh!” she groaned in frustration while looking on her laptop. She stood up in disappointment. She again remembered Verne's invitation. Should she go? She doesn't have any elegant clothes to wear, she don't know how to apply make up and she's shy to be there. She don't want to be there because she feels little but a side of her wants to go to make Verne happy. Her eyes dropped on the box that is with the invitation card. Binuksan n'ya ito at namilog ang mata n'ya sa nakita.
A black colored dress, a drapeado neckline style and a drapped style in the bottom. That made it a perfect, fabulous dress. It's color is so sexy so as it's style. It's her taste but does it fit her? Does a fancy dress suits a plain, normal woman like her? She had doubt and she thought that she will look awful and weird.
FAITH
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