Ilang ulit na napasulyap si Jameson kay Idelaide. Napakatahimik nito at talagang hindi siya sanay doon. He is sure that something is going on. Pero parang ayaw iyong pag-usapan ng dalaga.
Ibinalik niya ang atensyon sa daan. His mind is clouded with new information too, thanks to Carlos.
“Jameson, I got a new data for you. A woman registered under the name Iyah Famini has arrived in the country two days ago.”
Binundol ng mumunting kaba ang dibdib niya. For 21 years, sa wakas. Nakikita na niya ang posibilidad na makikita uli niya si Iyah.
“I’ll be using my connections to get another information for you. I’ll send it to you by email,” muling sabi ni Carlos sa kabilang linya.
“Okay. Thank you so much, Carlos.”
“How about the other Famini? What are you planning to do? She might be hurt.”
He pinched the bridge of his nose. Yeah, his heart feels weird every time he is with Idelaide. He can't still understand that freaking organ.
Litong lito na din siya. Sinubukan niyang kapain ang puso niya. And he is sure that Iyah still hold a piece of his heart.
“Yes, I know Carlos. I got your point. Don’t worry, I’ll end it well after I played a bit.”
A fang of pain bit something inside of him. Is he still playing? Is he playing Idelaide? Confusion is eating him alive. A part of him regrets what he said.
Nagpakawala siya ng malalim na buntong hininga. His initial plan was to penetrate Idelaide and discard her like nothing happened.
But he doesn't want to. He doesn't want to discard her. He wants to keep her for herself.
Wake up, Jameson. You cannot keep both of them. You know that very well. Sigaw ng isip niya.
“Just inform me right away if you got any update about Iyah Famini.”
“Got it. I just hope that you know what you are doing, Jameson. In the end, you need to decide who to keep and who to dispose. Any other way, one of them will be hurt,” ibinaba na nito ang tawag.
Parang nawalan siya ng lakas sa sinabi ni Carlos. Madalas talagang uugok ugok ang kaibigan niyang iyon. Ngunit kapag nagpakatino iyon, masakit magsalita. Sometimes he can even sense that Carlos is hiding something but he chose to shut his mouth.
“Jameson.”
Nagbalik ang diwa niya nang marinig ang marahang pagtawag ni Ide sa pangalan niya. Sumulyap siya dito.
“Yes, honey?”
“Hindi ito ang daan pauwi sa apartment. Saan tayo papunta?” nakakunot ang noo na tanong nito.
Nagpakawala siya ng ngiti at ibinalik ang tingin sa kalsada. “You’ll see soon.”
Napamaang naman si Ide sa sinabi ni Jameson, pero hindi nagsalita. Hinintay na lamang niya ang ibig sabihin nito sa ‘you’ll see soon.’
***
“Ate Iyah, anong gusto mong maging pag malaki ka na?” tanong ng batang Ide. Bahagyang sumulyap sa kaniya ang siyam na taong gulang niya na ate.
Saglit itong nag-isip bago ipinagpatuloy ang paglalagay nito ng gamit sa bag. “Gusto ko maging nurse.”
“Nurse?”
“Yep. Tapos palagi kong babanggitin ang pangalan ko para ipakita ko sa tao na proud ako sa propesyon ko.”
“Babanggitin ang pangalan mo?”
BINABASA MO ANG
ERASTHAI SERIES BOOK 2: No Ide, No Entri (COMPLETED)
General FictionJameson Ramirez promised to love his first love to his grave. And when she went missing, he bowed to find her and never to love any other woman than her. He treated women like cars. Pwedeng gawing koleksiyon. Madaling bilhin, madaling palitan. But w...
