Freedom woke up he couldn't sleep he looked out of the window it was still dark he took a deep breath and stood up he opened the door of the balcony and grabbed his lighter and lit the cigarette he was sitting down on a wooden chair.
"Can't sleep as well?"
Freedom almost swallowed the cigarette he flinched and looked at his back and saw Maria in a white silk dress he sat down on a wooden chair she looked at him "Why you can't sleep?" Maria asked.
He puts out his cigarette and looked up the sky "I'm just thinking of my parents..." with a deep sigh,
Maria looked at him "What happened to them..?'' she asked,
Freedom looked at her and his eyes is melancholic one he looked above the sky
"They we're killed...my father protected me...and my mother sacrificed herself...to save me.." her eyes became watery her marble eyes disappeared
"My condolences..." she looked above the sky watching the stars sparkled and the full moon shone upon the earth.
"My parents we're killed as well...when I was still a baby..." he looked at her cheeks are with tears
''They...we're shot...because they want to be free...'' Maria looked at him and wiped her tears off and her face turned serious her eyebrows furrowed
"The Americans killed them...that is why I was glaring at you...But you said to me you are a friend and a comrade...Can I tell you something?'' He shrugged
"I'll keep my mouth shut...if it's a secret...'' Maria sighs
"My parents are part of the revolution...that is why my grandfather wants you to keep an eye on me..." she touched his shoulder and looks at him
"Pinkie swear?" she tilted her head her face really trust him and he sighs and does the pinkie swear with her.
"Alright then...I'll keep my mouth shut..." Maria smiled and stood up
"Let's go to the dining room then..." Maria walked down the stairs using the right stairs it's a rule in the house that women used the right stairs and the men used the left one, she went to the kitchen, while Freedom sat down on the living room he was writing something on his journal and Maria went inside the dining room holding a tray with two cups of coffee he loved the scent of a coffee early in the morning she puts down the tray and grabbed the cup and hands it towards him, he grabbed the cup of coffee and blew it and took a sip Maria sat down and took as well and her eyes we're glued at him and Freedom looked at her directly to her eyes and both of them looked away.
He cleared his throat and stood up looking out the window and saw the sun has rose up
"Nice weather isn't it?" Maria quietly sipped the coffee
"Indeed it is..." three of the maids sets the table and puts a bowl of steamed rice, a plate of bacon and a sunny side up eggs on the table and they left the dining room and Don Pedro Delos Santos walked inside the dining room, Maria went to her grandfather she grabbed his right hand and bows towards the hand of the elder and presses her forehead on the elder's hand in the Filipino culture it shows to the elders the respectful way, Don Pedro Delos Santos went to Freedom and tapped his shoulder Freedom looked at him and the shook their hands together
"Can I talk for you a moment señor Washington?"
Freedom nodded and the two walked out the dining room and talked at the living room
"Are you aware that there is a reason that you came here?" he asked towards Freedom he nodded and Don Pedro Delos Santos looked down
"Promise me that you would protect her...Not just by protecting her but to teach her survival...I don't want her fate just like her parents' fate...''
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'Till We Meet Again...
Historical FictionA native American boy from a native tribe in America we're mass killed, he ends up in New York then his Uncle found him in the streets he took him in, he was assigned to Philippines to protect the aristocrat's daughter her name is Maria. Now an offi...
