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Wearing a pair of sonic spentacles, taking in the vibrant world of sound.

"Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, 7 Days A Week🎶🎵 Every hour,every minute, every second you know night after night, I'll be loving you for............"
      Seven -- by Jungkook of BTS

Isang bulaklak nalang and I'll be done watering the plants, pagkatapos naman nito balak ko naring linisin ang buong room sa itaas. We have a Gotel, I mean my Aunt own one in this small modern island- SIPALAND. Bago palang paggawa to at hanggang second floor lang ang meron. We have 5 rooms sa lapag and 3 rooms sa taas. Not a wide place but cozy enough for someone that needs to breath, with the comfy bed and rooms each uniquely designed with see through glass walls para  makita ang iba't ibang tanim sa labas, coconut trees, papaya , mangoes, nagkalahera sa labas dahil sa  masipag naming matandang kapit-bahay. But because its an island, nestled in a secluded corner of nature, this charming tiny gotel offers an intimate escape for those seeking tranquillity. 

The place features a central gathering space where guests can unwind by eating island foods and just stare outside and appreciate the stunning view of lush greenery nature, savor delicious locally-sourced meals prepared by my friends here and me, nilutong saging o mais, yon lang ang kaya ko pero pag isda o kahit anong karne sina Jared at Papa na ang bahala. Hindi pa naman masyadong famous ang lugar nato dahil bago pa nga lang at dahil strikta ang tita ko, mapamili ng taong pwedeng makapasok so.............. so far 2 tao pa ang napagsilbihan ko dito and both of them stay just for a day or two dahil hindi friendly ang price to stay in this tiny place.

At dahil tapos na ako lulukutin ko na sana ang hose na ginamit ng may maapakan akong maligno sa likod ko

" Ayy kapre!!"       

But it was a tall human.

Ngumiti ng walang laman  ang napakaputing tao sa balat ng islang to. Aside from the previous guesses
dahil they have fair skin na normal lang naman sa paningin but this one is pale but not pale na maysakit, its pale but also bright na parang siksik sa bitamina.

"Hi, can you take us to our reserved room?"

Ay lalaki!!

He got a long hair na parang di nasuklay, so di mo kita clearly ang mukha nya. I have urges to fix his messy hair like tucked it in his ears or just give it a bun but he pushed it back ng may kumalabit sa likod nya.

A cutie little boy

Patay!! Di ko pa naman nalinis sa taas! Mukhang mamahalin pa naman ang pagmumukha ng isang to. Ba't di ata ako na inform?

Tiningnan ko sya from head to toe, he's wearing a black shirt printed capital lettes "BOLD" na di ko alam ang brand and a loose jeans.

"Well Hello!! Can i ask what number you have??"

At agad pinakita ng lalaki ang numerong pinagplanohan ko pang linisin.

Ngayon pa talaga??!! ah bahala na 

"Can you wait for a second over there?"

He just nod and gesture to a little boy that are now beside him to sit at the center table that everyone can directly see just by walking at the entrance.

Meztiso, di magpapakailang mayaman or maybe maalaga lang talaga sa katawan. Magkamukhang-magkamukha at parang not made from Philippines.

He walked back to the car maybe to take something dahil kita lang naman sa labas ang nakapark na sasakyan at mabilis akong tumakbo pataas para sigurohing malinis ang kwartong pang VIP, I deeply hope may naglinis na ng parang magic sa kwartong yon, and thankfully nasa hagdan palang ako , pababa na si Jared and he winked at me, I smiled back at him at tumakbo pabalik para magbigay ng warm welcome sa bagong guest.

I prepare to smile widely at him now that I'm at ease dahil ready na pala ang kwarto sa taas but then as I get down he immediately past me the things he was carrying--  with no please or thank you.

Grabeee, ang sarap magmura.

This is one of the things I hate, when people are treating you like shit, not gentleman, walang sympathy towards other, definitely not my type but then again I'm one of the staff here so I can't decline.
I know a lot of people na magaling manggamit ng kapwa tao, basta nagtrabaho ka sa kanila, they'll make you feel like they own you ,where in fact my specification ang pagtratrabaho mo sa kanila dapat kung ano napag usapan o sa contract, YON LANG DAPAT. No more add up.

I just head up and wanna throw this things up in his face but of course, sa utak ko lang yan magagawa.

He's currently following me right now cause obviously I'm his alalay towards his room, wala kaming ibang naririnig kundi ang tunog ng yapak sa sahig at dahil ayokong mag entertain ng isang mokong hindi ako nagsalita which is not normal dahil I meant to ask and make the guesses comfortable by asking about the things they were looking for this place and give them information and suggestions na magandang gawin while staying here but dahil gutom ako and I don't like my impression towards him so... I don't care.

Hindi madaling umakyat dahil ambibigat nitong mga abobot na binigay nya sakin and as we arrived to room 1, I put down his things cause I forgot to give him the keys earlier. He got all the rooms in second floor , the three expensive ones, mapera nga siguro sya but I still don't like him.

I give him the keys.

"Which room should we put this sir gagi? " my nickname for him cause he's a gago.

Mukhang di naman nakakaintindi ng slang ang isang to.

Pero pano kung nakakaintindi nga??!

Eh gutom kasi ako!

"Just leave it there"

He's accent in English is fine, enough that you can tell it's been part of his life but who knows?

I don't study people, I let things happen and boom!! you'll eventually know them in time pero ewan ko kung ilang araw silang magtatagal dito.

God! I almost forgot the kid.

Bumaba ako to look at the kid and to entertain him cause for me, kids are way better than adults.

I found him sitting in the same place that the gago pointed at him to stay earlier.

He looks adorable.

He's scanning the place while both of his hands is under in his chin

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