WARNING: MAHABANG MAHABA. NO PROOF READ. MEDYO SPG
March 31, 2016 (PH TIME)
“Yes ma. Nakabili na po akong pasalubong. Teka.. anong size ni Ronron? May binili akong damit para sa kanya.”
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“Nice so mukhang kasya to kay pamangkin. Ilang taon na nga siya ma? 2?”
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“Okay ma.”
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“Po?” bahagya akong napatigil sa narinig ko. But I faked a laugh.
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“O-ofcourse ma. It's been 6 years. Ok na po ako. I'm ready.”
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“Yes ma. Sige po. Bye.”
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Pabagsak akong naupo sa kama. Ipinikit ko ang mga mata ko at hinaplos ang espasyo sa tabi ko.
Mamimiss ko to. Itong buhay dito sa New York.
After 6 epic years. Epic kasi maraming ups and downs. Babalik na uli ako sa Pinas. Babalik na ako sa lugar na nilayuan ko 6 years ago.
Because of what happened that one summer…
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“One shot of---“
“Ma'am lasing na po kayo.”
“Hey I'm not drunk. Just give me another one. It's my day so please…”
“Just give her one more shot Mark.” Sabi ng babae sa kaliwa ko.
She smiled.
“Damn…” my jaw dropped…
“Eto na po ma'am” napatingin ako sa bartender.. May isang shot na pala na nakalagay sa harapan ko. Agad ko iyong ininom. Bottom's up.
“Aghhh. Shhhhttt. Thanks Mark.” Sabi ko.
“I've been seeing you here for three nights now.”
“Really?” I asked as I turned to her smiling.
“Ahuh.”
“So you've been watching me for three days now. You mean.”
“W-what? Uhm.. N-not really. Kilala ko na kasi ang mga mukha ng customers dito. Just so you know, I own this bar Mister…”
“Ji.. I'm Jia. Please call me Jia.”
“Okay Jia. So.. Why are you here? I mean, going to boracay? What are you up to?” she asked.
“Nothing in particular… really. I just wanted to roam around. Breathe some good air. You know, I only have 7 days left before I go back to New York so I'm making the most out of it.”
“ I see. So dancing with random girls is making the most out of your stay. Hmm.”
“Wait.. You didn't—How long have you been stalking me?” I asked goofily.
“What?! I'm not stalking you! Hahaha. Siguro madalas ka lang talagang pakalat kalat at sumasayaw kasama ang iba't ibang babae Jia.” She said with bits of laughter.
“Hey.. Hindi naman. Anyway, what's wrong with dancing ba?” I asked. I was trying to convince her that I am not the type of person that she's thinking.
