ALYZA's POV
Wednesday night, I am busy preparing for hubby's needs for Boracay...
"Look at this hubby, enough? Or do you have anything else to add?" tanong ko.
"That's fine, thanks" Hendricks
"Can I send you off to the airport?" I asked
"No need, don't bother.... Just get ready, ihahatid kita sa office mo." Hendricks
"Oh, thanks...pero andyan man si Mang Kanor," I said
"I am going to my office first before heading for airport, anyway my flight is at 2pm pa naman....May aasikasuhin pa ako sa office, idadaan na kita," Hendricks
"Sure ...thanks...ingat ka doon hubby ha, ma-mimiss ka namin ni baby," sabi ko
"Ok, Wala ka bang ipapabili pag uwi ko?" Hendricks
"Anything hubby, that would be much appreciated," sagot ko
"So, if you're ready...let's go."
"Ok," sagot ko.
HENDRICKS' POV
I feel guilty for lying again... I am sorry Alyza, I have to lie to you...anyway, what you do not know won't hurt you...sa isip isip ko...
Parang nakonsensya ako ng makitang tuwang-tuwa sya ng mag offer ako na ihatid sya sa office nya...while the truth is, sinigurado ko lng na nasa office nya tlaga sya...nag aalala ako na baka sundan nya ako.
@Alyza's Company's gate...
"Hubby take care ha...ma miss ka namin ni baby," sabi nya
"Yun mga vits mo ha, don't forget...kain sa oras.... Drink moderately, walang mag aalaga sa yo dun kung malasing ka.." pahabol pa nya
My sweet and ever-caring wife...
"One day, makakabayad din ako sa pagtitiis mo" Wala sa loob kung nabanggit...pati ako, nabigla... " ano ang ibig kong sabihin... nahuhulog na ako kay Alyza???"
Di pa talaga sya umalis sa gate while I'm speeding away...dumiretso na ako sa bahay ni Rose...
While on my way, Rose texted me... She bombarded me with text messages...
From: babes
"Where are you?"
BINABASA MO ANG
Let Me Love You Forever (LCB Stories2: Raphael Mondragon Story)
Romance"Let Me Love You Forever" takes an unexpected turn as the protagonist, a young woman, Alyza deeply in love with her boyfriend, Raphael, faces the harrowing challenge of amnesia, erasing all memories of the man she once held dear. The narrative becom...
