Prologue
"You'll going to marry him.", sabi sa kabilang linya.
Halos mabingi ako sa sinabi nya..
Yung taong nasa file na to? Papakasalan ko? Hell no.
"What? No way, sir. I told you I don't want to be married.", pagco-complain ko.
Ayoko magpakasal. Hinding hindi ko gagawin yon.
"You have no choice October, since you don't have an inch of interest for the company, you'll be engaging with someone.", may kasamang galit na may halong concern ang tono nya.
I rolled my eyeballs. Bakit ba? Dahil lang dun magpapakasal ako? Sh*t.
What should I do?
"Dad please.. You don't need to do that.", pagmamakaawa ko.
Tama na yung parusang pag-deport nyo sakin pabalik dito.
"I made my decision now. My secretary already sent you his personal information right?", sabi nito.
Lagi naman diba? Lagi na lang. Nakakainis talaga.
". . . ."
Wala na kong maisagot sa kanya. Pag sinabi nya. Sinabi nya.
At kailangan ko sunurin.
"October.", nagtaka na siguro at natahimik ako.
"Fine. I thought after two years of staying here, atoning for my mistakes and your disappointments on me. I thought you will at least make me come back there. Now you're making me marry someone for the sake of your company.", sagot ko na may halong pagkadismaya.
". . . . This is for your own future.", pag-eexplain nya.
Ok, dad. My future. Yeah right. Hell. Parang di pa ko nasanay hahaha.
Lagi naman yan yung script nya.
Parang nung pinatapon nya ko dito.
"octobe---"
I pressed the end call. Bahala sya dyan.
Kinuha ko yung folder.
Personal information ng isang taon kailangan kong makita.
Rain Tristan Lim eh?
Yun pala ang pangalan nya.
Nandito na rin yung lugar at oras kung san kami dapat magkita.
Wednesday daw. Sa isang sikat na coffee shop ang meeting place at nine in the morning daw ang meeting time.
Bakit kaya hindi pa nila nilagay dito kung ano yung dapat naming gawin?
Hahahahahahahahaha.
Binuksan ko yung trash can at tinapon yung folder.
At naglakad na ko palabas ng kwarto ko..
