WARRIORS (MVManalo)

Peace Offering

Will she accept my gifts?, Ahhh, Fonsi, stop it! You're just making a fool of yourself. Get a grip man!

Sir, we're here!, Banes said while Fonsi thought of something before replying and nodded in agreement.

At St. Clare front gardens, Beatrice and the other sisters are busy plucking the potatoes that are seasoned to be sown this month. Jonah heard the jeeps stopping up front and she stooped up and walked to the front gates. She opened the gates and nodded at Banes to come in. The two other jeeps stayed outside of the community to check the surroundings and guard it. Commander Fonsi walked out of the jeep with Banes at his back and two other soldiers with shot guns on hand to protect their head if anything bad happens.

Good morning!, Jona said and smiled when she saw the bags and boxes of food supplies that the commander must have arranged for them to have. Maybe to pay them back with the supplies they took last time. Hmmm...this is getting interesting! He never did this unless needed to or is it because Beatrice is here, why he wanted to make amends! Interesting!, Jona added and giggled.

Fonsi looked at the sister and his brows twitched. Banes cleared his throat and asked for Sister Beatrice. I knew it!, Joan said smiling. Hang on, I'll call for her.

Sister Beca, a man wants to see you, some Commander Fonsi!?, Jona said and gave a teasing smile. Ahh...really?, Beca said and breathed heavily.

Banes bowed to Beatrice and left after saluting to the commander.

Good morning, Beat....ahh, Sister, Beca?!!!, Fonsi said nervously confused.

Ah, just call me Beca, as if we didn't know each other, right! What's this? You didn't have to. We get by anyway!

Yes, well, Beca, eherm!!! I just want to thank you ...., Fonsi said.

As I said you didn't need to....., Beca added and Fonsi cut her off.

Just let me finish, please!!!, Fonsi replied.

We don't have anything to talk about. So thank you for the supplies. We still need work in the field. Is there anything for me to help you with? If there's none, then I need to go!, Beca said coldly.

That's precisely why we never understood each other. You always run away and shut me off! Why are you like that Beca, do you hate me that much that I needed to be treated like this, like I'm a stranger and not your....., Fonsi said but Beca cut him off again.

We have nothing to discuss about the past Fonsi. We never understood each other why we needed to separate. Regarding love. Don't tell me about it for you don't love anybody but yourself! Okay, so, thank you again. Leave and close the door behind you with your men on tattered clothes playing soldier, Beca added angrily.

Ah, I'm sorry, Beca, please, wait, just listen to me!, Fonsi tried to explain but Jona stopped him when he tried to hold Beca's arm.

She said you need to leave, Sir!, Jona cried strongly. Fonsi knew that the sisters here aren't the usual community workers you see on non-profit organizations. He saw them fight in the last civil war that happened in Brazil like a couple of years ago, The sisters are like commandos that can fly, walk on air and disappear killing their enemies without them knowing it. Ah...yes, I have been rejected, again! Thank you sister. Until the next supplies!, Fonsi said smiling and left without looking at sister Jona.

Until the next supplies?. I like you commander, that's good, don't give up!, Jona smiling and waving good bye at the soldiers as their jeeps skidded away the front gates of St. Clare.

Hmmm....what's that about, huh! Beatrice?, sister?, Beca?, Jona asked and motioned to help the sister with her plucking the potatoes out of the dirt.

Haaa....Fonsi was my fiancé and we gave up on love a long time ago, why I don't want to listen to his excuses or reasons. Not anymore. I'm tired of it. I needed to stop myself from hurting and making excuses that he may soon change but he never did. He loved his job, the cause, more than me or anybody. Well, maybe we're the same. I loved God and serving these poor people in Favela. Which I don't regret doing anyway! But, I still love him. Yet, we don't really jive, I mean, we don't really connect in some ways! I don't know how to explain it, though!, Beca said and returned to plucking the potatoes. Wow! We have a lot of them potatoes to last us till next season.

Yeah, but don't change the topic! We all went here without knowing each and every sister in this community. But you accepted us just like we accepted you whole heartedly. So, maybe Fonsi, the commander is trying his best to be understood, just like how you wanted to be understood by him too. So maybe, you just need to talk and sort things out, right?, Jona said and Beca smiled. Maybe, in time!, I whined. Let's finish this up before the rain comes on, it's kind of dark in those parts of clouds, haha!

Yeah, sister, got yah! Alright, you brats, take out the last potatoes on these sides and we're done for the day!, Jona told the orphans and teens helping the sisters collect their veges.

Sister Paula and Teresa are walking towards Jona and Beca while they are about to finish at the farm. They patted each other and ran towards the building to cover from the droplets of rain, unceasing but a blessing. The kids, teens and sisters carried their pails full of potatoes, carrots and tomatoes.

During this time there are people who started to travel using planes or cruise ships. It's amazing how people went to and from aboard a cruise. One cruise line didn't know it was full of passengers caught up with a certain virus that turns a person crazy, like a zombie that makes him or her melt down and jumps on people as flesh eating monsters. Like hell broke loose or an apocalyptic event, women, men and children ran from everywhere inside the ship to get away from these monsters. One would hide on suites closets, under beds and locking bathrooms or jumping off the ship to ask for help. Another cruise line came and it's a battle ship which became the people's life saver when these monsters tried to hurt or decapitate them.