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I like things complicated.
Where did I put those words for months now?
I don't know where it was anymore. I always thought that the life I had before is stable. It won't move a single bit. But when things happened... complicated things to be exact parang mahirap pala panindigan 'yon. I realized that you shouldn't judge life the way you want it to be. Kasi sa huli, ikaw lang rin ang mahihirapan at magsisisi.
That was an open cue for me. You just have to go with its flaw because if you don't...if you won't survive... you'll pity yourself.
"Ilang araw na po'ng hindi bumibisita si Sir Vyer dito sa shop, Miss. Ang sabi ng secretary niya no'ng nakaraan nagpunta raw po'ng ibang bansa." The manager's says.
Today is Monday so I visit the shop to see if there's any improvement. Luckily, it has. Maayos naman ang lahat pero may isang taong hindi. After what happened that night, Vyer didn't text me at all. Wala ng flowers sa mga sumunod na araw. But I understand him, of course. I'm not a heartless person if that's what he is thinking right now. I am worried for our friendship kahit ilang buwan pa kaming magkakilala naging mabuti naman siya sa akin.
And he's not showing up in the shop. I know he's busy but I also know that this is because of what happened. Kung 'yon man, handa akong makausap siya at humingi ulit ng tawad. For the sake of our friendship.
Hawak hawak ko ang cellphone at nakailang ulit na ng dial sa number niya pero wala parin sumagot. So I asked the store manager peron 'yon nga ang sagot.
"Hindi ba na mention kung saang bansa?"tanong ko.
"Hindi po,Miss e. Pero kapag bumalik napo at napasyal dito tatawag po agad ako sa inyo."aniya.
"Sige, salamat. Tsaka hindi na ako magtatagal. Kayo ng bahala dito and if there's any problem, don't hesitate to call me, okay?"sabi ko.
Tumango naman ang manager at tsaka umalis. I opened my phone and send him a message.
To: Vyer Sanchez
Hi, Vyer! How are you? I hope you're doing fine. Can we talk once you get home? Ingat ka.
I pressed the send button and get my bag to leave the shop. I felt like I am a very bad friend.
"Aela?"
I turned to see who it was. It's Tita Marion who called my name. Kalalabas niya lang sa kotse niya habang ako naman papalapit palang sa kotse namin.
"Tita! How are you po?"
Lumapit siya at yumakap sa akin ng mahigpit. Yumakap naman ako pabalik at natawa.
"I missed you so much,ija! I thought I won't be able to see you again! You look gorgeous!"natutuwa niyang sabi.
Tumawa ako. "Ang liit lang po ng mundo! And you're gorgeous as well, Tita!"
She laughed this time. "Naku! Ikaw talaga. Papasok na sana ako sa bagong shop na 'to at mabuti nalang nakita kita! Can we have coffee sa bahay? Naku ang dami kong sasabihin sa'yo!"
Sobrang daldal talaga ng mama ni Ryan. Alam ko na kung saan nagmana ang anak sa pagiging bolero.
"You'll shop pa po,tita paano yan?"natatawang tanong ko.
"Naku, I have so much time for shopping I just wanna hang out with you today, so please come with me sa bahay!"
"S-sa bahay niyo, Tita?"tanong ko ulit.
"Oo! Wala namang tao sa bahay ngayon. So let's go?"
Napatango nalang ako. Hawak hawak na niya ang braso ko at determinado na talagang dalhin ako sa bahay nila. So I go with her using her car. I texted our driver to just follow Tita's car. I really need to learn how to drive. Sobrang hassle kapag may nakabuntot na kotse at driver.
BINABASA MO ANG
MS 1: Endless romance (Completed)
Ficción General"Kakalimutan ko na may isang Ryan Cortez na dumaan sa buhay ko." Aela S.
