Chapter Six

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Sam's POV
Malapit na ang wedding day namin and  I was so nervous. Si Clyde?  Ayun boring parin ang klase.. Math na nga yung subject niya tapos bored pa siyang magdiscuss pero yung classmates ko naman gising na gising dahil sa kalandian. I hate him because everytime nalang ako ang nakikita niya sa klase. Mary already knew that Im going to marry so she was shocked at that time but i explained clearly the reason.  Sayang nga eh on vacation kasi siya,  akalain mo ngayon pa magvavacation eh patapos na ang klase ? Baliw talaga!  Pero i miss her already at wala akong kakampi.
Two days before the wedding. (AN: Omo! Two days nalang?)  Yes author two days nalang, tanga ka ba ikaw yung nagsusulat may pagulatgulat effect kapa diyan. I was excused in school for the preparation.  May preparation pa silang nalalaman eh ayaw ko naman to. (AN: wait alam na ng mga tao sa campus ang wedding mo?) Baliw ka talaga author! Syempre hindi baka eexpell ako gumawa ang parents ko ng ibang reason... Tumahimik ka nga dyan author!  Pero si Clyde?  Ayun nasa school pa rin baka kasi may makahalata (AN:halata?  Sure ka ?) Oo naman ako nalang yung palagi niyang nakikita sa class namin so ayun baka may magduda bawal kasi yung teacher-student relationship.
The next day and tomorrow will be our wedding day . I hate this day kasi wla man lang akong kausap at kasama. Yung iba hindi makatulog dahil excited sila sa wedding nila pero ako ang sarap ng tulog ko dahil bukas katapusan ko na.
Clyde's POV
Im here at school having a discussion with my students. Ewan ko ba bakit nabobored si sam sa klase ko eh enjoy na enjoy naman yung classmates niya. At night I was thinking about the wedding tomorrow. I've planned something that can make Sam responsible, hindi ko kasi gusto yung ugali niya.  Always late siya sa class tapos wala pang respeto tsk i hate those manners. Whats my plan?  When we got married I will make some rules that she should obey.  I will be very strict to her and I wont let her to continue those bad manners in my own house!

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