Hindi na ako muling nakatulog pa. Masama ito ngayon pa na kailangang kailangan kong magkaroon ng energy for the interview mamaya.
Wala parin si Nathan, no received texts from him. Should I call him ? Nah, baka nakaturn off na naman ang phone niya. Tinext ko na lang siya na tawagan ako mamaya, incase naka open yung cp niya.
Its 9:35am in the morning, 5 mins. na lang interview ko na, interview with the owner of this company.
" Ms. Briones, Mr. Martinez is expecting you now. There is his office, knock first before entering." She smiled, a fake smile. I thank her. What was he like ? Dapat pala nakinig ako sa mga kwento sa akin ni Erin tungkol sa kanya. Ms. Briones na naman ang tawag sa akin, cnorrect ko na ito kahapon eh.
Kinatok ko yung pinto, and silently prayed. " Come in." The masculine voice said.
This is it, Good luck to myself.
Oh my god, ang lawak ng office niya, no match yung combined sizes ng kitchen, dining at sala namin sa bahay. It looks more of an art gallery than a working space. There are several museum quality paintings adorning the walls. What captured me the most is the familiar violin encased in a glass placed on top of the antique table. Naglakad ako papunta dun para matignan ng maayos.
Suddenly a man appears on my back. Hindi ko man lang siya napansin nang pumasok ako. " Do you recognize it ?" I can feel his warm breath touching my neck.
" Stradivarius Violin but it can't be ---" I'm in awe.
" Its not authentic, sad to say. Replica." He interrupted. He explained it more to himself than to me.
" It has no maker's label by Stradivari, and the wood looks different like is not treated with several types of minerals-- " I faced him and I saw a young man whose face is marred with unreadable emotions. He's so young but his demeanor is beyond his age. Hindi siya yung pangkaraniwang boss na laging nakasuot ng suit. Nakawhite shirt siya at black slacks that fits him perfectly. Kung nakarunning pants at shoes siya.. at pawisan.. iisipin ko na galing siyang jogging bago pumasok dito. Seryoso ? Siya ba talaga yung may ari nito? Mas mukha pang CEO si Nathan pagdating sa working attire.
" Pottassium Borate, Sodium et al." He cut me off again. He's face is so serious as well as his voice.
I swallowed noisily. " Let's cut the music class, shall we ? And proceed to the main agenda, why you're here." His tone is glacial and clipped. I suddenly felt embarrassed. " I'm Michael Martinez and you are, Ms. Briones, I believe." I nodded again. He extend his hand and I shook it, completely ignoring the tingling sensation coursing up to my spine. I was completely oblivious na bnbody check ko pala siya mula ulo hanggang paa.. pagkatingin ko uli sa mukha niya, he's doing the same on me and has a cocky smile on his sculptured lips. Tama ba na sinuot ko itong white dress na ito. It fits my body perfectly, but its too short. Yumuko ako, hiding the swats of pink forming on my cheeks, I suddenly felt conscious to myself.
" Sorry if I'm not dressed properly." He said. I smiled on him.
Pinaupo niya ako sa isang leather couch na naka pwesto sa harapan ng antique working desk niya. I can't help noticing na mahilig siya sa mga antediluvian things. Antique Fetish eh ?
" So, of all the companies, why here ?" He asked looking me straight in the eye.
" To be honest, kasi hiring kayo at kailangan ko talagang magkatrabaho."
" Are you related to Mr. Nicholas Briones ?"
" I'm his daughter."
" Oh, " Nagulat siya. "Nagtataka lang ako, your the daughter of the owner of the Briones Inc. Tapos nagaapply ka dito as my PA." Hindi man lang niya ako pinagexplain at may panibago na naman siyang sinabi.
