Maraming salamat sa paglayag kasama si Aris at Zhari. Sana patuloy niyo pa rin akong suportahan sa upcoming stories ko. Mwapsss!
Epilogue
"Brother, do you like her?" Archer, my younger brother, asked teasingly. I looked at him in disbelief, as if something were truly disgusting.
We spotted Mr. Villarica's daughter in the distance. What's her name again? Zhari? Yeah, that rings a bell. One reason I don't like her is because she's too young for me. I can't imagine myself being attracted to her. It's disgusting, you know.
Tss. Hindi naman ako gano'n klaseng lalaki para pumatol sa mas bata pa talaga sa akin.
I hate her. She's pretty loud and annoying. And not to mention I used to despise her because she's a spoiled brat. I hate spoiled brat girls. Not my type.
No'ng araw rin na nakita ko siya kasama ang mga kaibigan nito ay nakatanggap ako ng mensahe. Napapadalas rin kasi ang punta ko sa university lalo pa't hinihintay ko lang din ang summer para pumunta ng Manila. I'm planning to take the board exam after school year. Balak ko kasing isama ang kapatid ko sa Manila.
I was offered to be a substitute teacher for Sir Chad. It wasn't meant to be a long-term thing since we're just waiting for his recovery. Since some of the teachers here knew I really need a job, they offered me the opportunity. At malugod ko naman iyon tinanggap.
Hindi ko rin inaasahan na isa sa mga klaseng hahawakan ko ay isa na roon sa mga estudyante ang anak ni Mr. Villarica. Isang araw bago dumating ang araw kung kailan magsisimula na akong magturo sa klase nila ay nagpatawag ako ng meeting kasama ang mga class president.
To my surprise, she's the class president of their class. Late pa itong dumating. Tinapunan ko lang siya ng tingin nang pumasok ito. Then, I began explaining everything to them.
After the brief discussion about the situation, huli rin siyang lumabas ng classroom.
"Ang sungit." I heard her murmured. Bahagyang tumaas ang kilay ko sa narinig. Did she just said I'm masungit?
"I heard that Ms. Villarica," I said darkly. She turned to me with wide eyes. Nagmadali pa itong umalis sa sobrang gulat. A small smirked crept into my lips pero agad ding nagseryoso nang ma-realize ko ang ginagawa ko.
"I know you're looking for another job." sambit ni Mr. Villarica nang tinawagan niya akong bisitahin siya sa opisina nito isang araw. Zhari's dad had become my friend. Mabait ito sa akin. I truly appreciated how genuine he was with everyone. Kaya naman no'ng nag-offer itong gawin akong tutor ng dalaga niyang anak ay pumayag ako.
Kahit na sapat na sa amin ng kapatid ko ang kinikita ko ay hindi man lang ako nagdalawang-isip na tumanggi sa offer nito.
In the past few days, hindi ko man lang mapigilan ang sarili kong tumitig kay Zhari. I don't know, I just love staring at her. And why is that? I don't really fucking know. I'm fucking confused, hindi ko na alam kung ano 'tong nangyayari sa akin.
In the middle of our tutoring session, bigla na lang bumagsak ang ulan. And here we are, in their expansive library, just the two of us.
"Paano ka uuwi?" she asked, pouting her lips. I swallowed hard, quickly averting my gaze from her.
I swallowed several times before looking back at her. I met her gaze with a dark intensity. "Titila naman siguro mamaya ang ulan..."
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General Fiction[COMPLETED] --- Zharia Amore Villarica was given a big responsibility and that is to manage and become the CEO of their own hotel, the Villa Hotel. Her life sucks. Namatayan ng ama, walang kinagisnang ina, at walang mga kapatid. Nasanay ng mamuhay n...
