The Paparazzi And His Target

CHAPTER 20

Aida's Point of View

Two months had passed, and here I am, still in Gabrielle's office at 07:16 pm. My life seems to revolve around endless paperwork, all needing my approval, as per my boss's orders.

Curious kayo kung bakit kailangan pa ng mga empleyado dito nang approval ko, eh. Ako lang naman kasi ngayon ang huma-hawak ng buong entertainment company ni Gabrielle.

Bakit? Dahil wala si Gabrielle sa company, and almost 2 weeks na siyang wala sa Korea. His in California right now, doing his business thing, and I can't complain.

Gab is busy too, and I can't leave him hanging. Oh diba, pansin niyo panay english na ako. Sino ba naman kasing hindi mahahasa kung ito lang naman ang tanging paraan ko to communicate my co-workers dito sa entertainment company.

Dahil kunti pa lang naman ang nalalaman ko sa linggwahe nila, medyo nakakasabay na rin pa minsan-minsan sa tulong ni Gain. As you can see mas lalo ako nagiging busy. Curious ba kayo kung pano ako nagpapahinga?

Sleeping for one hour and eating once a day seem to suffice, and my body has adapted to it. Mabuti na lang talaga at unlimited ang coffee machine at maker sa office ni Gab.

*knock*knock*

As I was buried in paperwork, a knock on the door interrupted me. It wasn't Gabrielle or any branch assistant manager.

"Oraenmaniya, Airra..."

Seeing who it was, I felt a surge of life.

"Hero!"

Over ba masiyado? Hoy diyos meyo, hindi lang iyan tumayo pa ako para batiin siya. "An deureowado doelkka?" It felt like I had been asleep for a year and seeing him right woke my spirit up delightfully. Well, not really, but you get the idea (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) kyaaahhh...oa ko.

"Mulroniya." he said and smile at me.

"Come inside."

I let him in knowing Gab's rule about not talking to his friends, or touching any of his friends. But, I couldn't follow that rule now, come on guys, I couldn't just kick Hero out. Gab wasn't here though.

(⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠) ehehehe secret lang na'ten 'to...

"Woe Beni i geonmule issni?"

"Geuneun miguge du nal dongan isseosseo, geureonikka aniya."

"A, geuga yeogi eopguna."

"Geureona geuneun oneul doraul georago haesseo."

"Ireohge ppalli doraoondani."

"Meonjeo anja juseyo."

"Ah, geurae, gomawo." he said and smile.

"Wae Gab-ani, Gim Woe Ben-eul chajgo isseo? Gwaenchandamyeon muneun geo gwaenchanhayo. Geunyang eoriseogeun jeolmeun jilmunil bbunieyo." I asked.

(Bakit mo pala hinahanap si Gab-este si Kim Woe Ben? I hope you don't mind me asking. It's just a silly question.)

He shook his head but stayed seated.

"Amugeotdo aniya, geunyang geuleul mannago sipeo."

He smiled, and I savored every moment of it. Minsanan lang kami mag-kita kaya naman susulitin ko na, nagkataon pa na wala si Gabrielle kaya go na this!

"Uwa, neo jigeum hangugeo-reul jeongmal jalhae. Uri-ga seoro-leul boji anh-eun ji du dal-iya. Your good."

(You really good speaking korean now. For two months that we didn't see each other. Your good.)