Supremo

Chapter 4

"Cheesecake! I am so happy to have you here!" I smiled at Denise who welcomed me into her arms for a warm embrace.

"I'm happy to be here!" I exchanged the same excitement as I ask for help about getting some stuff out of my car. 

Feeling relief now knowing I am surrounded by people that I know and comfortable with.

"Mila! I am so happy to see you, it's been... 

My brother started giving us that thinking face.

"4 days since I saw you." I laugh as I hug my brother Mike.

"Mike, it feels like 4 years ago." I exchange the joke as laughter booms around us. 

My family are already coming one by one as I talked to them, listen to whatever story they have on their plates and how excited it feels to be around them again, it's just my siblings and their grown-up kids who also have kids. 

"Mila!" I turned my heels to see my sisters' voice that I immediately feel so happy to see.

"Siera!" I exclaimed as we exchange hugs that made me feel happy. It's nice to have her back and most importantly, how she was gone for almost five months.

"How was Milan?!" I ask her as we headed to the backyard.

"It was crazy!" Once seated, my sister started to blabber about everything and anything that happened throughout her very much needed vacation.

Foods were served as I keep exchanging words after words with my sister who seems to light up every now and then when memories flooded her mind and with her kids around and grandkids.

"My favorite is Teatro alla Scala." I told her, remembering the first time I travelled alone, it was one of those moments that made me realize how I'm not fond of traveling alone, but I enjoyed it and instantly fell in love in everything the world or the places I have been to offer.

Teatro alla Scala is one of the most famous opera houses in the world, known for its stunning architecture and performances. I was there on December 7, the feast day of Milan's patron saint, Saint Ambrose. 

It was magical, something I never thought would exist, their culture so alive and just magnificent.

"Well, my personal favorite is Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II." I chuckled, knowing her full well. She loves to flaunt her wealth and do expensive stuff, like shopping for branded clothes to accessories. 

I had to admit that I do that too, I love branded things, especially trendy outfits.

I have to keep it modern since I like the fashion so much.

"You know it's just steps from the Duomo and there is a fantastic residency called Gallerie with delicious colletta, branzino and pasta. The foods and the pretty scene are too much to handle, I feel like being in love again." She spoke excitedly as I smile widely at her words.

After the death of her husband, she fell ill, and eventually was diagnose with depression. The turmoil and heaviness she was in affected everyone and that pushes us to help her overcome it, we were not a perfect family, some of our relatives wanted a piece of what my parents have left behind, it was a dangerous situation for the three of us, that's why we decided to move away from them, leaving Luzon and situating here in Mindanao was the best decision we have made.

Away from the danger of my extended family- I shouldn't be calling them my extended family.

It's been 3 years, I'm happy, I have friends around Shicotee and I am content.