The Kings' Haven: Julian Razon

Chapter Three

"DID you like the flowers?"

Julian smiled very sweetly. He just passed by the main entrance of Kings' Haven. He cannot stop himself to be amazed of what he was seeing. Pure luxury at puro green ang nakikita niya. He terribly missed this paradise.

"Yes, I love it. But I prefer to see you than these flowers," anang tinig sa kabilang linya.

"I know. I am sorry. Please understand that I will just spend weeks here and come there. I miss you," aniya.

"It has been six months that I did not see you. Mas importante pa ba ang mga kabayo at mga sasakyan mo diyan sa Kings' Haven kaysa sa akin?" tama ito. Anim na buwan na ang nakalipas nang bisitahin siya ng pamilya niya sa France. Dahil sunod sunod ang projects niya, wala na siyang oras umuwi ng Pilipinas.

"Ma, I did not see my toys for how many years. I just also want to take rest. I've been drained from back to back art launching. And King's Haven is the only and best place I could ever think of."

Isa siyang pintor. Painting was his life ever since and he was not just good in that. He was born to paint. And lots of people adored him for that God-given talent. He already proved that he was not just an heir of the Razon Group of Companies.

"I surrender. Anyway, you deserve it. Just do not forget to always update us. Ito pala ang Papa mo," isinalin nito ang telepono sa daddy niya.

"Hijo, don't mind your Mama. Magpahinga ka lang diyan. I miss drinking with you," magiliw na sabi nito. His father was his inspiration in all aspects of life. Noong bata siya, lagi siyang pumupuslit sa kwarto ng mga magulang niya. Isinusuot niya ang mga business suits nito at ginagaya ang galaw sa harap ng salamin.

He adored how his father managed tons of workload to keep their company stronger while being the best father he could possibly be. Napaka-hands on nito sa kanya at sa bunsong kapatid niyang si Julia. He promised to himself that he will be like him. Soon.

"Papa, tu me manques. Paniguradong magi-inuman tayo pag-uwi ko dyan. Pasabi kay Mama mag-isip na siya ng pampulutan," biro niya. Narinig niya ang paghampas ng Mama niya rito.

"I cannot wait any longer to hear you that you are ready," dagdag nito.

"Not this soon, Pa," apologetic na tugon niya.

"Kidding. I am always willing to wait, Hijo."

One more thing he loved about him. He was very understanding. Willing itong hintayin ang araw na magsasabi siyang handa na siyang pamahalaan ang mga businesses nila. Nang kausapin niya ito noon na gusto niya munang bumukod at i-pursue ang pangarap na career, hindi niya ito nakitaan ng kahit anumang diskurso. Bagkus ay sinuportahan pa siya nito.

"Au revoir," he hang the phone. Nilagay niya ito sa passenger seat at nag-focus sa pagmamaneho. He could have used his own private jet but he wanted to drive and felt the fresh air in Kings' Haven. He loved travelling too but nothing compared on what K.H has. Hindi polluted ang club nila.

He parked his car in front of his villa. "Home sweet home," abot langit ang ngiti niya.

His was a minimalistic. Kaya apat na kulay lamang ang makikita sa villa niya - black, dark blue, grey and white. He did not have many furnitures inside. He preferred keeping his masterpieces than unnecessary furnitures. Tama si Julia. It looked like more of an art gallery than a rest house.

Tinungo niya ang kwarto niya at nag-order ng makakain. He requested the order to be delivered after an hour so he could spend time taking good shower. He took his clothes off and went to bathroom.

"It is so nice to be back," aniya.

NAGTAKA si Amy kung bakit nagkukumpulan ang mga katrabaho niya sa harap ng monitor. Lumapit siya sa mga ito.