"Tapos na rin sa wakas," masayang ani ko.
Ayoko pa naman umuwi kaya naglakad-lakad nalang muna ako. Gusto ko rin mapasyal ang lugar.
"Ito po kuya," pag-abot ko ng bayad.
Ang dami kong nakain kanina!
I tried the nearby coffee shop too, all I can say is, their matcha is amazing! Or maybe it's just me? Pero hindi!
Masarap din ang isa pa nilang coffee. The Spanish Latte is scrumptious, for just a worth of thirty-nine pesos!
I don't care about palpitations. I love their coffee and matcha!
Well, I enjoyed it! Hindi pa ako nakuntento at sinubukan yung tinatawag nilang 'saang.' Ang sarap lalo na pag isawsaw siya sa maanghang na suka.
After visiting the plaza, I found that the museum is within walking distance from it. Kaya pagkatapos kong maglakad-lakad sa plaza at magpicture ay dumiretso ako roon.
Nabighani ang aking mga mata sa nakita kahit hindi ko unang beses pumasyal sa isang museyo. I'm fond of museums, the details, the painting, and its ambiance will always leave me in awe.
Like its staircase, mataas at maganda ang construction, mas maraming paintings din ang makikita sa taas ng museum.
I took a selfie with it, but sadly, the good quality and its original beauty couldn't be captured well by the camera.
"Miss, are you okay? Do you want me to take a photo of you?" A stranger approached me, and I was enthralled by his appearance.
He's...gwapo!
"Ahm." I nodded. "Sige, ba"
He prepared his camera and asked me to pose. I'm not a pro, but he taught me how. It's simple, but I love it.
The pictures he took made me realize that I am more beautiful, especially since they highlight my morena beauty!
"I'm in love with myself. ''Thank you!'' Masayang sabi ko!
The pictures will be sent through email or messenger, mamaya pa 'yun, but the partial photos got me hooked.
Nagpasalamat naman ako pagkatapos at umalis na.
"Malas naman!" Umuulan!
Tumakbo ako papunta sa kabilang daan, kailangan ko ng makasakay ng jeep habang hindi pa gano'n ka lakas, kaso nang dahil sa isang sasakyan nabasa ako nang kaunti! Gabi na rin!
I don't know what to do first—let myself dry before heading home or buy an umbrella. I don't know! Gabi na! Ano ba!
Hinintay ko nalang muna tumila ang ulan habang niyayakap kang sarili sa lamig. "Hey, it's you," the guy earlier appeared.
"Hello," bati ko halata sa boses na giniginaw.
"Here," inabot niya sa akin ang jacket na kanina lang ay dala-dala niya. "Huwag na, baka ikaw pa ang lamigin" pagtanggi ko.
He chuckled. "I have an extra one, bag-o pa giuli sa nihuwam ato, naa palang sad sa akong bag. Kuhaon nako ig kuha nimo ani." Inabot niya sa akin ang jacket, tulala naman ako hindi naintindihan ang bilis niyang winika.
"H-hindi ko naintindihan," makatohanang sabi ko. "Oh, you're from Manila?" Tanong niya.
"Oo, pa'no mo nalaman?" tanong ko pabalik. "Not my first time encountering people from your hometown," he simply answered.
"By the way, ang ibig ko sabihin, I have an extra jacket kakasauli lang din ng humiram noon, nasa bag ko. Kukunin ko pa. Kaya isuot mo muna iyan." By that, his jacket is on me.
He's now also wearing the jacket he was referring to, and he also opened an umbrella. "Gusto mo sasabay ka ba? Saan ka nga pala?" He asked.
"Sa sakayan ng jeep."
Doon din naman ang punta niya kaya sumama na ako. Libre ba naman.
We parted ways as our routes differ.
Agad akong naligo pagkauwi, nagbihis at nagtimpla ng gatas.
I can't afford to get sick here. I don't like taking tablets or even liquid medicine.
Pero kung wala akong choice, may choice ba ako? Edi wala!
My phone beeped, so I checked it. I received the photos from the stranger earlier. I stalked his account and was captivated by his photographs. He used his own page for uploading pictures and for sending them 'yun ang sabi niya kanina, but my photo wasn't there pa. At least nasa akin na.
"Hi. When ka free? Jacket mo pala. Maraming salamat din." Sinend ko sa page niya.
Hindi umabot ng minuto ay nagreply ito. "Hello. I'm free tomorrow at 12:00pm. We can meet at the plaza, depending on where it's convenient for you," pagreply niya.
"Plaza. Tomorrow 12:00PM. I'm G." reply ko ulit.
Wala na akong nakuhang reply! Bakit?
And bakit umaasa ako ng reply?
Sinubsob ko ang mukha sa unan dahil sa mga iniisip.
Tumunog ulit ang phone ko kaya tinignan ko ulit iyon. I opened the notification from my facebook account. It's from his page, he uploaded it and...
May song!
"D-dream by Keshi"
"Sonomi!" Gigil kong ani at sinubsob muli ang ang mukha!
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