A Simple Etiquette (Serenity Series #1)

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New Case

Timmy approached me the moment he woke up from his slumber. I hugged him tightly but enough for him to breathe.

"Hindi umuwi sa atin si daddy, baby Timmy." I sadly said but I do understand Mohan. He might be busy as a general or law student so I understand him. I should.

Pero hindi ko mapigilang magtampo at pigilan ang mga luha ko sa pagpatak.

I kissed Timmy's head as tears flows on my cheeks. "H-hindi siya umuwi. . ."

But I hope you're safe and sound. No injures and wounds, please.

I went out to go to my room to sleep since we are still not 'sleep on his or her bed' level. I hugged my pillow and took Timmy to sleep next to me.

Tears streamed down my face upon remembering him again. I hope he's safe and okay. I just cried until I fell asleep with a sad heart.

I slightly woke up because of this soft thing that is touching my whole face again and again. I opened my eyes, sleepy.

"Baby, I'm so sorry. I'm so stupid for making you sad and cry." It's him. Oh, that voice... It sounds like a lullaby to me.

I squinted my eyes, observing him closely. Yeah... It's really really him!

"Pasensya na at patawarin mo ako, mahal ko. . ."

And he's laying next to me, hugging me tightly and kissing my face. If this is a dream, then please don't wake me up so early. I'm gonna cherish this for a moment.

"I'll make it up to you, baby. I'll do and buy anything you want."

I caressed his cheek before smiling in happiness. "M-mon?"

"Hmm? Baby, I'm so sorry. . . please forgive me." I already forgave you by just seeing your handsome face. By coming back... to me. By just hugging and seeing you, it melts all my disappoinment and sadness away.

"You came?"

"Yes, baby. I'm sorry I'm late. I'm such an asshole." I pressed my lips on his cheeks before sniffing him until I fell asleep, hugging him.

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Sa ilalim ng kalawakan

Pangalan mong isisigaw

Sa ilalim ng buwan ay titigan

At hahawakan aking kamay

Isasayaw ka nang dahan-dahan

He continued to serenade me, playing guitar, slowly swaying his feet right to left as I fix my things in my bag, preparing to go.

I turned to him after he finished the song. And now he's holding a bouquet of roses and a paper for I don't know why.

"Noong una kang makita, nabighani sa iyong ganda." He kneeled on one knee while holding the bouquet in his two hands, offering it to me.

"Ika'y walang kasing-rikit, tunog musika ang tinig."

"Itong ginoong umaasa," He pointed at himself. "mapansin mo ako, ganda." And he took my two hands.