THIS IS the first time Terrina stays in the house worth a billion. She look up and around."This house is so huge and pretty much expensive. Mayaman kaya ang nakatira dito sa bahay na ito." Ani ni Terrina.
"Ay, umalis po siya ma'am." Sabi ng katulong habang abala si Terrina sa paglilibot ng mamahaling bahay. She never payed attention to the maid when she said the owner of the house is not around.
"Ahh sige, anong pangalan ng may-ari ng bahay na ito?" Tanong ni Terrina at napaupo siya sa sofa at nararamdaman niya ang pag-upo nito sa ulap; kay lambot.
"Sir JF po at wala po siya rito for one week."
"That's nice," said Terrina at napatayo na ito sa sofa at nilapitan ang katulong at humingi ulit ng pasalamat sa kanya.
"Thank you for letting me stay here for a night, kung hindi ay nagkasakit na ako nun sa labas."
Tumango ang katulong. "Wala yun, ano kaba. Di bale, halika na sa taas, dun sa maging kwarto mo muna ngayong gabi." Umuna sa paglakad ang katulong at umakyat ito ng hagdan paitaas.
Sumunod si Terrina habang hila niya at ng katulong ang bagahe niya. She's still feeling cold dahil sa suot niya'y basa na. The maid give her a little tour in the mansion, with wooden statues, fragile vases and comelier paintings came from the other countries. The wall was painted in gray with lamps stuck on it and illuminatedly dim. And it surrounded with indoor terrace coiled in brass and gold.
"Siguro mga mamahalin kaya 'tong mga nakikita ko kahit saan. Mahal kasya sa buhay." Terrina whispered. At napahinto yung katulong sa may pintuang kulay abo rin.
Ngumiti si Terrina sa katulong ng tumingin ito sa kanya. "Eto yung magiging kwarto mo muna ma'am." Terrina's head mailed and swollen 'cause of gray colours harassed her everywhere she look all over the mansion. She faked a smile and acts that she's accepting it though having complains.
Bubuksan na ng katulong ang kwarto at sa pagkalaki-laki ng bahay ay malaki rin ang magiging kwarto niya; ayon sa naisip ni Terrina. The maid twisted the shining iron knob clockwise and swung back open. As she saw, she hated gray pero nakakahiya na talangang itangi. Same gray walls, furry mat and furnitures that coated in gray. Nakita rin niya ang malapad na flat screen televsion, boombox stereo and bookshelves. It doesn't matter the colours anymore as Terrina couldn't refuse as what she have saw so propitious. Sa susunod na panahon ay baka siya na ang may-ari ng malubhang bahay na tinitira niya.
"Naku, salamat naman sayo ma'am. Kay bait niyo po." Sabi ni Terrina na naiingayo sa nangyari ngayong araw niya. Ang pag-uusap nila at medyo malabo dahil sa malakas na ulan sa labas.
"Ano kaba, okay lang yun. At tsaka ayaw mo naman dun sa labas at syempre nagagalit pa yung panahon at hindi madali-daling makakauwi ka ng Caloocan, and please tawagin mo nalang akong manang, o manang Rita." Napangiti ang katulong.
Rita was fifty years old and still looking young, her face was less in wrinkles and seam, similar to her skin. She has a narrow brown eyes and hair dyed in golden brown. Her height was average in Terrina's shoulders and wearing a maid's uniform, black gown to knee and white apron tied around her body.
She nodded. "Maraming salamat po manang Rita," napangiti siya sa huli. "At wag kang mag-alala, magbabayad naman ako sa pagtira dito."
Rita chuckled and covers her mouth. "Naku! Wag na, wag mo nang bayaran ang pagtira mo dito. Hindi naman ito paupahan na pwede mong bayaran." Then she bemused, refuses Terrina's fair. "O sige na, kumain ka na ba? Kung hindi bumaba ka nalang sa kusina, maghahain ako dun."
Terrina wrapped her arms to her body to warm up. "Sige po, salamat.. manang... Rita." She stammers at lumabas na si Rita sa kwarto ni Terrina at isinara ang pinto. She scowled behind, seeing gray walls around the room, but she feels comfort to her soles. Nais niya sanang baguhin ang dingding ng blended cherry red dahil sa wala siyang gusto sa kulay abo. The place got warmed, cold particles went away from her delicate skin. She feel her body hair to tower up, like she's in a sauna.
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