BGC — 2:17 AM
Thanksgiving Party
No One's POV
Kakalabas lang ni farah ng bar matapos ang party niya after niyang maipanalo ang isa sa mga controversial cases sa Pilipinas ngayon. Her mind and her body stood by the entrance as she saw a familiar figure slowly approaching her. Based on how she stood, she knew how to react. Her mind is not having the time to think properly.
Hoping that the person was him, but it wasn't. It was her colleague. She laughed to herself. But when that person came close to her, she smelled like him. Her colleague doesn't like perfume kasi matapang, but this guy has a perfume.
“Alam kong ikaw yan, kaya ko sarili ko.” She pushed the guy away. Tumawa lang ang lalaki.
“Miss, pinadala ako dito ng bestfriend mo. Lasing na lasing ka daw.” Farah Laughed.
“Ako, lasing?!” turo niya sa sarili niya sabay tumawa nanaman.
“George, kilala mo ako. Hindi ako madali malasing.” hinto nito sa mga sinasabi niya.
“saka wag mo idamay si Mia dito, alam kong marupok ka! kaya-”
“Miss naman! Bat mo ako sinusukahan! Saka, I'm not george. I'm JM De Castro, one of Miss Mia Montañez Engineers!” She laughed. But deep inside, she felt like this guy was definitely george, nag dedeny lang kaya niya pinipilit umamin, they kept talking until it was 3am. JM listened to her talk about george the whole night and she told her everything, walang labis, walang kulang. To her, this guy made her feel safe.
“George, Mahal na mahal pa din kita. Bumalik ka na sakin, sorry na.” that was the last sentence that she said before falling asleep. At dahil nakatulog siya sa labas ng bar walang choice si JM kundi buhatin ito papasok sa sasakyan niya. He called Mia to ask her about Farah’s address pero she's not responding. JM had no choice but to bring her back to his condominium.
“Farah, may roommate ako doon. Sana alam niya kung saan ka uuwi.” He whispered and drove off. The ride, all Farah muttered was george. Even Though she was asleep, she still kept talking about him. JM thought, “mahal na mahal mo siguro si george no?” he chuckled.
JM’s CONDO — 10:57 AM.
The morning
Farah's POV
I looked around, as soon as I woke up. I stayed vigilant as much as possible, checked myself.
“Hindi ko maalala, ano nangyari kagabi?” i asked myself. I took my bag, naghahanda na umalis, a familiar voice stopped me.
“Farah?!” I looked around and saw...him.
I stood there, shocked. Not knowing what to do, what to say, whatsoever. I was praying to God na sana lamunin nalang ako sa lupa right at this moment. Pero of this is his condo, what am i doing here?
“Voluntary ba akong pumunta dito?” i asked, avoiding eye contact.
“Farah, tinulugan mo ako kagabi. Hindi ko alam, kung saan ka umuuwi kaya dinala kita dito saamin muna.” JM paused.
“Since naman may sinasabi kang george kagabi, iniisip ko na baka alam ni george yung papunta sainyo, saka baka yung george na sinasabi mo ay kilala ko, and i was right... I guess... Hindi din kasi sumasagot si Arch. Mia kagabi.”
“Thank you JM, Ako na bahala kay farah.” Both of them smiled at each other. So ieexpect ni George na sasama kaagad ako sa kaniya?
"Kaya ko na magdrive." I said firmly refusing.
"Farah." simpleng tawag lang tunaw na kaagad ako. Ano ba kasing gayuma binigay sakin nitong lalaking to dati?
I was in his car without me realising it.
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RomanceFarah Naomi, a prosecutor who defends people with all her might, a woman who is fearless but a sweet girl and a passionate girl when it comes to her job. George Harold, a marine who spent his life traveling sea by sea hoping that farah would welcome...
