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Kabanata 66

It was a fine day in that island as they start the new story of their lives, masaya nilang pinunan ang mga panahon na hindi siya nagkasama. Mas nabuo na ang mga memorya ni Lara na hindi niya halos matandaan noon. Nasa isang resort sila that time, habang kakaahon lang mula sa dagat. Nasa -wakeboarding lesson kasi si Coleen that time, at sinabayan ito ni Leon. Hindi pa ito umaahon kaya nagkaroon ng time sina Leon at Lara sa may chaise.

"Uh, nakakapagod palang mag-trainee ng sariling anak." Reklamo pa ni Leon.

"You must used to it, you have the same blood, I'm sure na madali lang siyang matututo."

"At pareho din kaming makulit..."

"Buti sinabi mo, nagmana talaga siya sa'yo.." Lara rolled her eyes.

Napangiti si Leon habang tinitingnan ang kabuoan ni Lara. "Oh ano na naman ang iniisip mo?"

"Nothing, masama bang tingnan kung gaano kaganda ang ina ng anak ko..."

"Nagsisimula ka na naman, ang halay mo!"

"Anong mahalay? mahalay ba na i-appreciate ang kasexyhan mo?"

"Stop it Leon, ano naman ang nakain mo?"

Ngumuso pa si Leon saka nginuso ang pagitan ng hita nito. Isang malakas na sampal ang ginawa ni Lara sa balikat nito. "Maniac!"

Tawang-tawa si Leon sa sandaling iyon dahil tumakbo na rin si Lara palayo sa kaniya.

"Ang sakit ah! Tingnan natin ngayon! Maabutan din kita!"

"Kung maaabutan mo, haha habol habol..." tawang-tawa na sambit ni Lara na noo'y nasa dalampasigan.

There is something enchanting about the meeting point between land and sea, where the earth caresses the ocean in a harmonious dance of nature. This magical place, known as the beachline, holds a unique allure that captivates the hearts of those fortunate enough to experience its beauty.

The beachline is a canvas painted with the hues of the rising and setting sun, a masterpiece that unfolds before our eyes every day. As the first rays of dawn pierce through the horizon, the beachline awakens in a symphony of colors – from the soft pinks and oranges to the deep purples and blues. It is a spectacle that transforms the mundane into the extraordinary, a reminder of the awe-inspiring wonders that nature graciously bestows upon us.

The rhythmic melody of crashing waves is the soundtrack of the beachline, a soothing lullaby that whispers tales of distant lands and ancient mysteries. With each wave that rolls ashore, a new chapter of the ever-evolving narrative is written in the sands of time. The dance of the tide leaves behind intricate patterns, a transient artistry that mirrors the transient nature of life itself.

Walking along the beachline is like embarking on a journey of self-discovery. The sand beneath your feet becomes a guide, leading you through the labyrinth of thoughts and emotions. The gentle caress of the breeze and the taste of salt in the air awaken the senses, creating a profound connection with the world around you. The beachline is a sanctuary for introspection, a place where the mind finds solace and clarity amidst the vastness of the sea.

Seagulls soar overhead, their graceful wings painting arcs against the canvas of the sky. Their cries echo the freedom that the beachline offers – a freedom to dream, to wander, and to be one with the boundless expanse of the ocean. The coastline is a frontier where the terrestrial and the aquatic converge, a realm of endless possibilities where the limitations of the land are embraced by the infinite horizon of the sea.

As the sun bids adieu, casting its golden glow over the water, the beachline transforms once more. The twilight hour brings with it a sense of tranquility, a calm before the night takes hold. The celestial bodies emerge, their reflection shimmering on the tranquil surface of the ocean, creating a celestial spectacle that mirrors the cosmic dance of the universe.