In Order To Protect (COMPLETED)

4: P.A or Bodyguard?

"MOOOOOOMMMM!", I yelled as I was running to her room. Pero wala sya doon. I quickly went to the living room and saw her there, sitting at a couch with her laptop on the table.

"What?! Ang ingay mo.", reklamo nya pero hindi ko na yun pinansin. I showed her my phone with the article on it. And then she sighed.

"I told you never to use the internet.", she said.

"So you've read it? Mom, I need to come back. I need to make it clear that it wasn't me!", paliwanag ko.

"Anak, calm down.", sabi ni mom at hinila ako paupo sa katabi nyang couch. "Importante pa ba ang sinasabi nila? Kasi for me, hindi. Mas importante sa akin na ligtas ka dito. A-ayoko ng maulit pa yung nangyari sayo.", naiiyak na paliwanag nya.

"No, mom. Hindi sila importante.", sagot ko. Ang totoo nyan, clearing the issue is just my excuse. "Kaya nga I stayed kahit anong issue pa about me yung dumating eh. I don't care. P-pero, mom, it's my life. Ito yung gusto kong gawin. It's s-something I'm happy doing kasi alam ko may mga n-napapasaya din ako.", sabi ko. Shit, naiiyak na din ako!

Pero bago pa tuluyang tumulo ang luha ko ay hinawakan ni mommy ang dalawang kamay ko.

"Are you sure? You want to come back and you'll never regret it?", tanong nya sa akin. Mabilis akong umiling.

"No, mom. I promise!", sabi ko. Ngumiti na si mommy kaya ngumiti na din ako sa kanya.

Alam kong hindi nya naman ako matitiis. And I'll make sure na hindi ko sya bibiguin. I'll keep doing my best in this field!

"Let's go pack our things. Babalik na tayo sa Quezon city bukas.", nakangiting sabi ni mommy sabay tayo. Pero nawala din ang ngiti sa mukha nya nang makita nya si Romi na nakatayo sa hallway na papunta sa kwarto ko. "And you are...?", tanong ni mommy sa kanya.

"Mom! Uh, si Romi, remember? Kaibigan namin ni Junnie. Way back in highschool.", sabi ko. I pasted a smile on my face. I just really hope it didn't look awkward because I definitely feel awkward right now.

"Ahhh. Well, what is she doing here?", tanong ulit ni mommy.

"Uh, yes, ayun! Nag-aapply syang P.A ko! Right! Di ba, Romi?", tanong ko kay Romi. Sinubukan kong senyasan syang ngumiti pero I failed. She didn't smile even an inch. "Sorry, mom. Pagod yata si Romi galing byahe. Kakausapin ko muna sya!", sabi ko at patakbong lumapit kay Romi.

Bago pa makapalag si mommy ay nasa loob na kami ng kwarto ko.

"Okay. Here's the deal. I'll let you stay with me while waiting for your memory to come back. Whatever. But kailangan mong maging P.A ko.", sabi ko sa kanya. She didn't respond. "P.A as in personal assistant. Alalay.", dagdag ko.

"I know what a P.A is.", sagot nya.

"Okay. Good. So you're hired.", nakangiting sabi ko.

"No.", sabi nya.

"What do you mean?", kunot-noong tanong ko sa kanya.

"Ayokong maging alalay mo.", sabi nya. Nakatingin sya ng diretso sa mga mata ko and I don't know, it feels creepy staring at her light gray eyes.

"That's the excuse I told mom about you. You have to pretend, atleast!", napipikon na sabi ko. Pero hindi naman nagbago ang expression ng mukha ni Romi. I sigh, calming down myself. "We're going back to Quezon city tomorrow morning. You have to come and pretend to be my new P.A and then after maybe a week, you can quit."