Love against Law

8

8

"Luke Ezekiel Sanchez! Wake the fuck up!" I shouted and pulled his comforter away from his body.

"What the hell, Mira!" Sabi nya sabay kusot sa mata nya. "What do you want in 6 in the morning?!" Sabi nya sabay higa ulit sana sa kama kayo hinila ko sya at tinulak sa banyo.

"Get dressed Luke! Take me to Gigi's place."

"What?!"

"Did I stutter?" I glared at him. I hate repeating myself.

"No. but I mean, what?!"

"Am I drinking anything when I said that Mr. Sanchez? Which part of my sentence didn't you understand?"

"Ugh! Whatever." Inis na sabi nya at nagpatuloy sa pagligo while I was cooking for his breakfast.

By 8:30, we stopped at an old and well... dirty apartment.

"Her room is on the 5th floor. Take a 45 degree turn left when you reach the hallway in the 5th floor. The second to the last room is hers. I'll just grab some coffee." Luke instructed as he walks towards the opposite building, which is the J.Co donut.

Coffee? Or donut? He's still obsessed with J.Co's donuts afterall.

I knocked on the door as dust bounced too when I knocked.

"I'm sorry, Gi... I, I didn't know.." 

"Oh God my Blanche is back!" She said and hugged me. After 15 minutes of arguing we accepted each other's apologies and hugged each other as if nothing happened.

But my whole world stopped when she said, "So... when am I gonna meet my very beautiful inaanak, Kiellove?"

"I'm sorry... who?" I pretended as if I didn't know what she's talking about.

"Blanche, I know you were pregnant when you left the country and filled divorce with Luke. I lost a lot of money for monitoring Kiel and you. I hired a private investigator for the both of you, but I'm not telling anything I know to Luke. If you think I stopped caring even if you see me as evil and dirty woman, I still understand you."

I was speechless and I hate it!
"...how?"

"Oh, Blanche, you never have a late period. As in never. I knew you were pregnant before you knew it."

"Please! Just please Gi, don't tell Luke about this--"

"Don't tell me what?"

"Uhm not to tell you that she's allergic to... bacon? Ehe he he?" I almost slapped my airport forehead for what the excuse Gigi made.

For petes sake bacon is...

"Are you kidding me Gigi? When we are staying together she ate the whole 2 kilos of bacon I shopped for grocery for our 1 month supply in just a matter of minutes! Without rice!" Luke hysterically said.

Uhm actually that was 2 and half kilos... that was the time I was getting signs that I was pregnant pero binura ko lang sa utak ko.

"I been through France! Okay? The weather there is different from here and I stayed there long. Kaya parang umiiba ang tyan ko sa bacon..."

"Okay if you girls insis-- you've been through France for long?"

Oh shit.

Nag katinginan kami ni Gigi, even if we've been through a war last 6 years parang walang nangyaring away dahil nagkaka intindihan parin kami through eye contact.

"Well I have a restaurant there... so yeah-- but wala na yun ngayon. Binenta ko na sa iba, wala kasing kumakain. It's a Filipino restaurant in a French country so it wouldn't click."

Liar liar liar. My restaurant serves French-Italian food and pero day kumikita yun ng, well if converted to peso a total of 700 thousand pesos above per day.

Oh shit wrong.... answer

"If your business didn't click it means it didn't last long, then why did you say you stay for long at France?"

Bruh what did you expect to a Lawyer, huh?

"When you left, you we're at Amsterdam. And when we had the whole place look for you wala ka dun. No names of you in different airplanes in Amsterdam international airport..."

"Uhm Luke---" Gigi tried to cut in but hes Luke after all. Gigi is holding a phone in between me and Luke. May kausap ata sya sa phone. Natataranta sya eh. Bakit ba?

"And leaves you with one choice. Land travel. You land travel to France from Amsterdam! What's your reasons, huh Mira?"
  And when Luke said that lumayo na sa amin si Gigi and she's acing back and forth habang may kausap sa phone.

"I don't have any---"

"That's bullshit Mira! I am a Lawyer with Pol Sci. major. but you can't fool me in Logical explanations just because you are the Philosophy Major. Tell me." 

"Fine. I'll tell you."

"Everything, Luke. But sign the damn papers first."

"What exactly am I bargaining for? Our marriage to... a what? Your stay in France?"

"Our stay in France, Luke."

"Our? Ninyo nino?--"

"DAMN IT BLANCHE AND LUKE! BLANCHE! KIEL IS BEING RUSHED IN THE HOSPITAL STOP THE GODDAMN FIGHT 'COZ MY PRIVATE INVESTOR AND HER YAYA CANT HANDLE IT BOTH!"

And by that tinulak ko si Luke at tumakbo palabas ng apartment. I immediately grab a taxi and headed to the airport. On my way there I booked a flight to Havana, Cuba. I need to save my baby.