Ayara's POV
I began packing my things, ready to leave in a couple of minutes. I already visited Dr. Vien and she said na monthly nalang ako magpa check-up so that I'll savor my energy and rest more than usual. On the other hand, Jeremy's washing the dishes as we just finished eating.
Tiniklop ko nang maayos ang mga damit ko at maayos na inilagay sa maleta ko, my luggage was so small that my things couldn't fit anymore so I decided to leave it for now dahil marami naman akong clothes in my apartment. Babalikan ko nalang ang mga maiiwan kong gamit.
I stayed silent for a while, tinignan ko ang bawat sulok ng bahay. The picture frame beside me caught my attention; it was Mikhael with her family. I took it gently as I stared at her face. I traced my fingers on her portrait.
Where are you, where'd you go?
I heard the door opened so I placed the picture frame down and continued to close my luggage.
"Aya?" Jeremy called out for me while peeking at the door.
"Hm?" I hummed as a respond.
"Ready to leave? Punta kana sa sala, I'll clean the mess here" Jeremy said and went inside so I nodded.
He took my luggage and proceeded to the living room, before he could walk ahead the room, I spoke.
"Don't touch her belongings" I said without looking at him.
"Alright" he responded and continued to walk away.
Tumayo ako at umakyat ng hagdan, this will be my last day here, why not check the room upstairs. I touched the door knob but it was locked.
What could be inside of this room?
I noticed a bump underneath the rug so I lifted it up and noticed that the floor has a tiny storage, I opened it up slowly and saw a key; a door key. Kinuha ko ito at tumayo, I have a gut that this key is for this door.
Dahan-dahan kong nilusot ang susi sa door knob and I wasn't wrong, it opened. I gradually opened the door. The room was dark so I tried to open the light but it's not working, this room is forgotten. I took my phone in my pocket and started to open my flashlight. Pagkabukas ng flashlight ko ay bumungad sa'kin ang napakadaming canva of painting and drawing, I bet this belongs to her. The place was messed, maraming paint ang kumapit sa lapag, sa wall and everywhere. Kalat-kalat din ang brushes the sahig. There's also a pile of sketch pad, I walk towards it and lift it up. It was full of dust as I started to clean it with my palm. Pagkabukas ko nito ay bumungad sa'kin ang drawing ng isang babae, it was a girl, small one. Tinitigan ko ito nang matagal and to my surprise, it was..me.
I continued to look at every page but it was just me, why..bakit puro mukha ko ang nandito. And most of the potrait are my childhood looks. Binitawan ko ang hawak kong sketchpad at lumapit sa malaking canva na nakatakip ng malaking puting kumot. Hahatakin ko na sana pero narinig kong tinawag ako ni Jeremy.
"Ayara, I'm done cleaning, nasaan ka?" Sigaw nito kaya nabitawan ko ang hawak kong susi at dali-dali akong lumabas ng kwarto. Sinara ko ito nang dahan-dahan. Ayokong makarating siya sa kwarto na ito, I know how much Mikhael treasures this room, kahit na madumi at maalikabok na. Kaya pala ayaw niyang pinapakealaman ang kwartong yon dahil kahit siya hindi na rin pumapasok don.
"I'm here upstairs, pababa na" sigaw ko pabalik at dahan-dahang bumaba ng hagdan.
"Anong ginagawa mo sa taas?" Tanong nito at sinalubong ako.
"Ah ano, I-I checked if may gamit ako sa taas and thankfully wala" utal kong sagot, niliitan ako ng mata ni Jeremy at sa huli, nginitian na lamang niya ako.
"Okay, let's go?" Tanong nito kaya tumango nalang ako.
He took my luggage and walk towards the entryway, I followed him. Sinusuot niya ang sapatos niya samantala ako naka tsinelas lang. Habang nagsusuot siya ng sapatos ay nakatingin ako sa sala.
"Let's go" he said and opened the door.
Nang makalabas na kami at palakad na palayo pero hindi ko maalis ang tingin ko sa pintuan ng condo ni Mikhael.
I don't wanna leave, I don't want to, I wanna stay.
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We reached his car as he opened the door for me. Nilagay niya ang gamit ko sa trunk and proceeded to the driver seat.
"Seatbelt please" Jeremy said while putting his seatbelt on. Inilagay ko ang seatbelt ko at umupo nang maayos.
"Ako nalang babalik dito para kunin gamit mo, siguro next month, is it okay with you?" Jeremy asked, I hesitant pero wala na akong magagawa kaya lumingon nalang ako sa bintana.
"Ikaw bahala" the only thing that came out from my mouth.
"Okay great!" Masiglang tugon nito and started the engine.
"Off we go" he said and drove off.
Someone's POV
"Kelan mo ba balak gumising.." I said while sitting beside her.
Nakaupo ako ngayon habang pinagmamasdan siya, may bandage siya sa ulo at puro bakas ng sugat ang mukha. Buti nalang nakita ko siya at hindi siya natuluyan dahil walang katao-tao sa paligid dahil maulan non. Samantala yung nakasagasa sakaniya tumakas, tarantado. Hayst.
While sitting, the doctor came in.
"Good morning" bati ng doctor sa'kin kaya tumango ako.
"I'm here to check her st-" the doctor was cut off when he noticed that Mikhael's finger moved. Dahil sa gulat ay napatayo ako.
"You saw that too doc, right?" I said.
"Yes, she's showing a sign of waking up, we're not sure when but there's a high possibility that she'll wake up as the months go by, please take a look after her" the doctor said and proceeded.
"3 months ka nang tulog, baka may balak ka pang gumising kupal ka" I said and scratched my temple.
"Hays such a headache" I added and went towards the door.
Lumabas muna ako ng kwarto at lumabas ng hospital. I took my cigarette in my pocket and lit it up. I looked up at the stars while blowing smoke.
"Hay, so cold tonight" I said and hugged myself. Naka sando lang ako at denim pants, I forgot my flannel sa kwarto ni Mikhael.
I took my phone in my pocket.
The wind is too cold tonight aish, I wonder what the temperature is here in hawaii.
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Arrange Marriage [Ongoing]
FanfictionMikhael, a 26 year old forced to arrange marriage to Ayara, a 26 year old fashion model and only daughter of Arcallana. They did not expect that they would be forced to marry someone just because of their family company, especially they are same gen...