I am now standing in front of a modern- built mansion, having its beauty in concrete. It is clean, straight and white. The reason of my presence wasn’t as if I would like to be here at all. If only I have a choice, I would not be standing here as of the moment, waiting for the huge gate to open and let myself enter the lion’s den, the Alvarez’s mansion.
As the gate opened, there’s a middle-aged woman who greeted me with wide smiles and fresh aura. She then let me follow her inside of the mansion. I can’t totally explain the exterior and interior details of the house, or should I say, mansion? In front me.
This is super huge!
A front door that could accommodate a family of giraffes. Polished wood floors and a graceful banister that curved up toward a soaring second floor gallery. Two tall windows allowed sunlight to flood the room, flanked a grey fabric sofa, burgundy throw. The exterior of the modern house leans into the light, as if it seeks the warmth, as if it soaks that golden energy into its very walls.
“Good morning, Miss Fuentes.”
Napatingin ako sa may edad na babaeng bumati sa akin. She was holding a tray with a glass of water, a white bowl full of porridge and a piece of tablet inside of a small sealed plastic.
She knew my name?
“G- good morning po,” I hesitantly greeted back, gripping the folder of reports in my hand.
“Si Stanley po? I have something important to talk with him sana.”
She smiled at me, radiating a warmth welcome.
“Pwede bang makisuyo? May importante kasi akong niluluto kaya kailangan kong bumalik kaagad sa kusina,” she politely asked, totally ignoring what I have just said.
“Kung okay lang, pakidala sana nitong tray sa taas, sa kwarto ni Sir Stan.”
Bago pa man ako makatanggi ay kaagad na niyang naipahawak sa akin ang magkabilang dulo ng tray.
“Ah, eh, manang!” tawag ko nang tumalikod na siya at muling bumalik sa kusina nang hindi man lang ako nilingon.
Pinagmasdan ko ang hawak- hawak na tray.
What am I supposed to do with this?!
“Ah, ate? Excuse me, pwedeng magtanong?” tawag ko sa medyo ka- edad ko lang na katulong na dumaan.
Tinanong ko siya kung saan banda ang kwarto ni Stanley. Nang tinuro niya sa akin ang direksyon, busangot akong umakyat ng hagdan papuntang second floor.
Gusto kong magdabog. I was not even here to do this task! I am here to finalize our report! What the hell did I got into?
Nang marating ko ang pinto ng kaniyang kwarto ay sandali akong kumatok.
“Hello? Stanley!” tawag ko pero walang sumagot.
“Huwag mo ’kong artehan alam kong nandiyan ka sa loob. Buksan mo ’tong pinto.”
Halatang- halata sa boses ko ang pagkainis.
Paano naman kasi? Usapan namin na magkikita sa library para matapos na namin ang report. Hello!? Halos kalahating- araw akong nagpabalik- balik sa library kahihintay sa kaniya! Every break tumutungo ako ng library pero naglunch lang, hindi siya dumating! Tinatawagan ko at tini-text pero hindi naman sumasagot!
If he’s sick, then, he should at least tell me para hindi ako nagmukhang tanga kahihintay!
Ang pinakaayaw ko pa naman sa lahat ay ’yong nagkacram ako ng last minute. Nawawala ako sa focus at nagpapanic kapag malapit na ang due pero hindi pa ako tapos sa mga activities ko. Magrereport na kami sa Friday. May ilang araw na lang kami bago ang mismong araw ng presentation. Hindi naman ako papayag na makakuha ng mababang score.
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Entangled With You
AléatoireCentury of years ago, the war between angels and demons had arisen. In a majestic palace of Heavenly Realm, Cyfrin, the Goddess of Love was entrusted by the Supreme Creator to protect the Kardia Temple where the Red Strings of Fate was located. Duri...
