Sleep, My Love

Chapter 12

Pagkapasok ko sa unit ko, hindi ko maiwasang isipin si Rylan. First time ko siyang makasabay sa jeep pero para ba'ng sanay na sanay na siya sa kilos niya sa akin. Inalalayan at hinatid niya pa ako. Pinakita niya sa akin ang pagmamalasakit niya.

I shook my head and dropped my bag on the couch. Siguro ganoon lang talaga siya. Maybe, he's just kind and thoughtful.

Napabuga ako ng hangin bago inalis siya sa isip ko. I went inside the bathroom to take a shower. May shift pa ako sa Wilde's Resto kaya naghahanda na ako papasok. Kahit pagod sa practice, need ko pa rin pumasok sa trabaho.

Pagdating ko, agad na akong pumasok sa kitchen. Habang naglilinis ng mga mesa at nagsisilbi sa mga customer, naririnig ko ang banda ni Rylan na nagsisimula nang tumugtog.

Sa bawat oras na nagkakasalubong kami ni Rylan ng mga tingin, nginingitian niya ako. Wala kaming masyadong interaction ngayon dahil abala kami sa kanya-kanyang ginagawa.

Nagkaroon ako ng pagkakataon na magpahinga saglit at panoorin ang banda ni Rylan. The way he played, with closed eyes and a slight smile, showed how deeply he was connected to the music. To his left, Zanj, played with an electrifying flair. Mabilis na gumagalaw ang mga daliri niya sa fretboard.

Ethan anchored the band with his steady, rhythmic groove. Madalas silang magpalitan ng tingin at tango ni Hayes. At the back, Hayes, was a force of nature. His drumming was powerful and energetic, his sticks a blur as he struck the drums with perfect timing. Masigla siya at ang buong katawan niya ay sumasabay sa beat.

Their chemistry on stage was undeniable. The audience was enthralled, their cheers and applause a testament to the band's incredible performance. Kahit kami ni Colet, pumalakpak sa kanila.

Natapos ang shift ko at nakauwi na ulit ako sa bahay. After cleaning myself, I decided to read a book while sitting on my bed. Pampatulog ko ito.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed on the nightstand, pulling me from a rare moment of quiet. I picked it up, seeing a message from my Mama Grace.

Mama Grace:

Hello, dear. Mr. Perez invited us to join him and Brent for golf tomorrow. I'd love it if you could come.

I sighed. I had never been one to enjoy golf. Pang mayaman lang ang activity na 'yan. Ilang beses akong inaaya ni Mama Grace dyan pero hindi ko talaga gusto kahit anong pag engage ang gawin ko. Idagdag pa na halatadong pinaglalapit niya kami ni Brent. I think she likes him. I don't know what to do about that, and as the obedient daughter, I texted back.

Me:

Sure, Mom. I'll be there.

Kinabukasan, naghanda na ako para sa golf game. Nagsuot ako ng light pink na sleeveless polo shirt, para malaya akong gagalaw pag-swing. Ipinareha ko ito sa isang puting skort (isang palda na may kasamang built-in na shorts) na hanggang kalagitnaan ng hita ang haba.

On my feet, I wore white golf shoes with pink accents. I also had my hair pulled back into a neat ponytail, keeping it out of my face. Nagsuot din ako ng white visor, hindi lang siya nakakapagprotekta ng mga mata sa araw, pero bagay din siya sa buong outfit ko.

Upon entering the well-tended grounds of the prestigious golf club, I was immediately enveloped in an aura of elegance and high-class. The clubhouse was a grand edifice, featuring refined architecture and lavish furnishings.

Inside, members had access to luxurious amenities, including a gourmet restaurant, a well-equipped pro shop featuring the latest golf fashion and gear, and private locker rooms with plush seating areas.

Mahal magpa miyembro dito. Dapat may malaking pinansyal para sa initiation fees. It's a privileged to be one of them. Kadalasan din na mga miyembro dito ay mga negosyante, mga kilalang tao, at iba pang indibidwal na high-net-worth.