This story is purely fictional. All of the events and some of the charcters are only one of the author's imagination. Their character in this story are not they are in real life. Hope you enjoy and keep supporting the Marcoses.🤗
Maraming tao ang inabutan nila sa labas ng Munisipyo na para bang may inaantay. Ito pala ay dahil sa may magaganap na Food Distribution sila Sandro at Gov. Matt sa isang barangay sa Laoag.
*RAIGNE'S MIND
Bakit hindi nila sinabi saakin na may event pala sila. Akala ko ba secretary ako dito tapos mukha akong walang alam.
Sandro: "Hey come with me, you need to do something important."
Kinayag sya ng binata at dinala sa malapit na covered court at nakita niya doon ang maraming tao na nag aantay sa program ng kanilang susunod na Congressman, Congressman Sandro Marcos.
Sandro: "Okay, you need to wait for my signal, just seat anywhere. Dapat yung sa makikita kita, wag kang mawawala sa paningin ko. Do you understand?"
Raigne: "Y-yes Sir."
Kinilig sya sa tinuran ng lalaki na ito. Ayaw sya nitong mawala sa paningin at dapat nakikita sya.
The program is ongoing. The candidates at 1st District in Laoag City, Ilocos Norte for the next National Election laid their platforms ang speeches. They are Matthew Marcos Manotoc for Governor, Cecilia Marcos for Vice Governor, and of course Ferdinand Alexander "Sandro" Marcos as the 1st District Representative/ Congressman and more.
Sandro: "Sandro Marcos po, 28. Single. Ako po ay wag ninyo sanang kalimutan para Diputado sa susunod na halalan, maraming salamat po sainyong lahat."
Crowd: *shouting *shouting (We Love You)
Raigne's Pov
I can't take my eyes off on him. He looks so perfect. There's nothing change since then. He still cute, handsome and kind. While he was on his speech I took a photo for a remembrance. That was the first photo that I have sice when we met again. But how long can I wait for you to remember me. I MISS YOU SO MUCH.
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