The Girl Named Mirovi [Completed]

Epilogue

Epilogue
        
        
"You litte piece of- Get back here, Coby!" I shouted, running after him.

"You'll smack my head!" He shouted back.

"If you give me back that album, I won't!"

"Fine!"
        
        
Nagbuntong hininga ako saka kinuha kay Coby ang album. Pero mahina ko siyang binatukan na ininguso niya lang. Kanina pa kami naghahabulan dahil sa album na to. It's not an ordinary album. Para siyang scrapbook na ginawa ni Conney para sa amin ni Azen.

Three years... It's been three years since I last saw him. Of course we kept in touch. We communicate to each other via phone calls and emails, but it's not the same when it comes to personal greetings and all.
        
        
"Aren't you going to visit him? You came back home without him knowing it again." Tanong ni Coby.

"Maybe later, Coby." Sagot ko habang pumapasok sa bahay.
        
        
Nilinis ko lang ang buong bahay bago umalis ulit, leaving Coby in it. We became closer actually. Siya lang din naman kasi ang kasama ko sa school. Di ako nakipagkaibigan sa mga tao roon. Thinking about Azen is more than enough for me to last three years.

I finished my accountancy. Nung gumraduate ako, I was crying in grief mixed with happiness. Grief because Azen and my late family aren't there. Happiness cause I graduated with flying colors. Nagtrabaho ako for a year as a secretary ni Tita Venice. But after Grandpa died, I asked Tita to allow me to go home. Pumayag naman siya, pero kailangang kasama ko si Coby.
        
        
"Wow chicks." Sabi ng isang tambay.
        
        
I ignored him. I look okay. Di naman revealing suot ko. Saan ang revealing sa isang jacket, t-shirt at jeans? Actually, I chopped my hair to shoulder length, my glasses are still there, but I look a little different from the old Mirovi Ortiza.
        
        
"Oi Bata! Lollipop ko yan!"
        
        
Napalingon ako sa sumigaw. I couldn't help smiling. Azen is still the same. Mas gumwapo nga lang ng unti... Okay, a lot. May hinahabol siyang bata na may hawak na lollipop. Sa kanya ata. Umiling-iling ako at di na sana sila papansinin nang may humawak ng jacket ko kaya napatingin ako.
        
        
"Hi Miss." Nakangiting bati ng bata.

"Hello." Bati ko rin.

He tugged my jacket and motioned me to sit down. "Baba ka, Ate. May sasabihin ako."

Umupo naman ako. "Yup?"

"Gusto mo lollipop? Meron ako."

"Sure."

Binigyan niya ako. "Ayan. Kaya smile ka na ha?"

Tumango ako. "Okay."

"Oi bata! Ibalik mo lollipop ko!" Sigaw ni Azen na papalapit sa amin.

"Sige, Ate. Bye bye." Paalam nung bata saka kumaripas ng takbo.

"Ish! Oi-"

"You can have this if you want." Sabi ko habang tumatayo. "He gave it to me." Dagdag ko pa.

"Ah okay." Sabi niya saka kinuha ang lollipop.
        
        
Tumango ako at tumalikod. Magsisimula na sana akong maglakad nun ng may humawak ng balikat ko at isinandal ako sa karatig na pader. Napakurap ako ng matansya ko na ikinulong ako ni Azen sa pagitan nila ng pader.
        
        
"Mirovi Ortiza, when was the last time you did this to me?" Nakangiting tanong niya.

"Three years ago, I think?"

"And you're doing it again."

Nagkabit balikat ako. "It was worth the try. Besides, they always fail."

"Good thing you know." Sabi niya.
        
        
Nagtitigan kami. His eyes roamed my face, maybe memorizing every single detail. My eyebrow quirked upward when his eyes stopped on a specific spot. He keeps on glancing back and forth to my eyes and that spot he keeps on staring at. I followed how his adam's apple bounce as he gulped with my eyes. This guy is thinking something... naughty.
        
        
"What are you thinking?" Tanong ko.

"Things you don't wanna know." He answered in a whispering manner.

"Oh-"
        
        
Nanlaki mga mata ko ng halikan niya ako. Magkadampi lang sa una. Then his lips started to move. It was slow and gentle. I couldn't help closing my eyes and moved with him. We kissed for a while before parting. We were breathless. I opened my eyes and found him staring at me while smiling.
        
        
"Welcome home, Miro." He greeted.

I laughed. "Yeah. I'm home, Azen."
        
        
        
        
End.
        
        
        
        
//20.52;02.16.19