Our Love On Spring

Chapter 24

24

"STRANGE..."

Halos nasa hotel na ako nila Sanya pero hindi ko pa rin siya nakakasalubong. It is impossible to walk in a different way. Maybe Sanya woke up late?

Well, we'll find out.

I looked up at the hotel. For some reason, my heart beats fast. I gulped and went to the front desk clerk. Good thing the front desk is good at English. I asked if I can go or talk to room 427, where Sanya is.

"I'm afraid the person you're looking for has recently left our hotel, are you looking for a room available perhaps?"

"C-can I see?" I gulped as I looked at the clerk who's busy reading something on the paper. I know it's not possible but I still asked for it.

"Sorry, sir, but I can't let you, sir."

Is this some kind of prank?

With brows furrowed, I walked out of the hotel and pulled my cellphone out of my pocket. I stared at my phone for a minute before actually contacting her number.

I am looking for a lot of reason why she didn't bother to tell me if they just moved in another city or came back home at the Philippines.

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I felt like there's something stepped on my heart. My breath was uneven as I looked at the hotel once again and tap her number again to. I closed my eyes tightly as it speaks the same phrase again and again.

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'Where are you, Sanya....?'

I bit my lips as I shuffled my hair on the back. I walked away and I don't know if I should look for her in near places if it's some kind of her prank.

But if it's a prank, she should left a clue, right?

I groaned. I head towards our favorite spot, the Cherry blossoms, while looking down on my phone. Should I continuously call her if I know that her number is unreachable?

But what can I do? I had no contact except, of course, her number, that obviously can't be reach. I irritatingly looks at her number as I tap it again and again. My ears starts to feeling hot, so as the cornee of my eyes. I don't even know why I keep on doing these continous hope that she will aswer my phone. I don't have any idea what's going on or did I do something wrong.

Where is... she...?

Aunt's POV

Hindi ko alam kung anong nangyayari sa nanay nitong si Jiro. Naghi-hysterical ito at mukhang manununtok. Naiiyak na rin ito at humahagulgol.

"Shhh... mahal, ano bang nangyayari sa 'yo?"

Napalingon ako sa pinto nang may kumatok. May doorbell naman kaya bakit kailangang kumatok? Is that someone who's knocking for help?

Tumingin pa muna ulit ako sa mag-asawa bago tumayo. Nang buksan ko ang pinto, natigilan ako at napa-angat ng tingin dahil sa tangkad ng binata. Nakita ko si Jiro na walang buhay ang mata na nakatingin lang sa baba.

"Jiro..."

Lumingon ako sa likod nang mas lumakas ang hagulgol ng hipag ko. Napatayo na 'to sa kinauupuan.

Jiro's POV

"Aunt..." 

I looked at her confusedly when she didn't give a space for me to step in. I looked at her back where she looked and saw my mother... crying.

Mom looked to me... no, that's not looking. She's glaring at me.

"Ma...?"

Mom walked hastily towards my direction. I gasped. Mom's palm landed on my cheeks, really hard. Napahawak ako sa pisngi ko. Parang may apoy na sumampal sa akin dahil doon.

Tears verged to fall, I just looked down, my face on the right because of the slap. I blinked fast to stop my tears from falling. But my thoughts continuously thinking about where is Sanya and why does Mom slapped me.

"I..." Mom, with teary-eyed and heavily breathing, grope my sweater's neck line. I looked at Mom. I bit my lips. "Hindi..." putol-putol ang pagsasalita ni Mom. My breath suddenly gets heavily, with brows furrowed looking at Mom with pure confusion while stopping my tears from falling. "Hindi kita... pinalaking... ganiyan!"

"W-what are you talking about, M-mo—" Mom pulled my sweater's neck line that made me walked forcefully with her. With heavy breathing, I looked at Aunt and Dad on the living room. They are just standing, looking down. I looked up and saw that we are on the way at the stairs. "M-mom!"

"Agh." Mom pulled me inside the room. I looked around to see something's wrong. "Mom?"

Mom disappointingly looked above, then her disappointed eyes looked at me. I bit my lips and looked at the bed. My jaw dropped as realization hit me.

"You should have avoided!"

My lips shaked, "g-ginusto namin 'yon—"

Another slap. I received another slap. I left out gasps, as if trying to catch my breath. I can't let the tears drop, not ever. I tilt my head upwards in order to let those tears I don't wish to drop, to go back. I don't want to be perceived as weak and pitiful by my Mom, I can't allow that type of misconception.

"You're a gentleman, Jiro!" She covered her face with her hands. Tears are already streaming down her face. "I've raised you as gentleman!"

I bit my lips as I looked away from Mom. Tears still forming with my eyes. 'Why? Why it should be my fault when we both choose it?'

Mom looked at me for a moment and walked out of my room and closed the door loudly.

I gasped as my tears slowly fell. It's streaming down my face the same time I pull my hair to distract myself. I don't want to cry. I bit my lips real hard but still... my tears won't stop.

Now... it feels like the universe keeps playing my feelings. I lost what I want to keep. And I've been hated because of my choice... our choice.

I bit my lips hard. Hindi ko na kayang pigilan. Tears stream down continuously and I can't stop it. Napaluhod ako at napasubsob sa kama. It helped me to muffle my sobs.

It all... vanished.

They all vanished... the people I love the most.

For how long would things go repeat?

When Ate left me behind.

Now...

Mom hates me.

Sanya leaves me.

Enjoy! God bless! Have a nice day ahead! ♡(◕ᴗ◕✿)♡

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