Battle Of Hearts (COMPLETED)

HEART 22

Chatty's PoV

"Saan na tayo?" I asked.

"Paoay na, may pupuntahan tayong magugustuhan mo mamaya sa Bangui. I'll take a picture of you later, pero simba muna tayo," anya at inihinto ang kotse sa isang simbahan.

It's the Paoay church. It's an old church, it has pyramid-like structure, gothic, baroque, and oriental design. This is one of the oldest churches in the country. Beside the church was its bell tower. When we went inside, there's a gold plated altar and with a figure of Saint Agustine in it as the centerpiece of the church.

Naupo kami ni Ysieve sa gitnang part ng mga upuan. Habang papasok ay hawak hawak niya ang kamay ko. When we sat, agad siyang lumuhod at nagdasal. His eyes were closed. Panay rin ang dila niya sakanyang labi.

Nang mabalik na ako sa sistema ko, lumuhod na rin ako at nagdasal.

I prayed for the guidance and healing. I thanked Him for these past days na sumaya ako. These past few days I felt really lighter. And I thanked Him for giving me a chance to forgive and be civil with Ysieve.

"Alam mo ba? Dito ko gustong ikasal," napatingin ako sa nagsalitang si Ysieve.

"This is Tita Hilary's home town,right?" I asked, then he nodded and smiled.

"Dito kinasal sila Mama. And I admire this church so much. For me this is the church of strength. For three hundred years or more, it remained firm. And this church has twenty four carved massive buttresses to support it. I can really compare myself in it. My family, friends and specially Lord as my support, for me to remain strong. And I can compare my love for you in this church. Half of my life, was me loving you. There were so many girls passed. So many trials. You even had a boyfriend that can be an enough reason for me to quit. But I'm still here, firmly loving you," anya habang nakatingin lamang sa altar at nakangiti.

"You know what? If God will let us be one, dito kita pakakasalan. Saint Agustine will be the witness of our love. Until my very last breath, you are the only woman I'd love, remember that," iniwas ko ang tingin ko sakanya nang nahabol niya ang mga mata ko. I looked at the altar then he chuckled.

"Punta na tayong Bangui?" I asked.

"Okay?" he laughed at pinalo ko naman siya sakanyang braso.

"Anong tinatawa-tawa mo?"

"Nothing," he bit his lower lip.

Nagdire-diretso nalang akong maglakad dahil alam ko namang mang-aasar lang siya. Somehow mas nakukuha ko 'yung gusto kong maramdaman na sign. Hindi ko alam, siguro e-enjoy-in ko nalang muna 'tong trip na 'to bago ako mag-isip ng kung ano-ano.

Pagpunta namin sa pinag-park-an ng kanyang kotse ay may isang lalaking naghihintay at nakasuot ng uniporme ng mga drivers ng mga Sollera. The man in his 30s is sitting in a grey BMW motorcycle at may hawak na helmet sa kanyang kamay at ang isa nama'y nasa kanyang tabi.

Nang makalapit kami ay binigay ni Ysieve ang susi ng Range Rover sa kanilang driver. Iniabot naman nito ang helmet kay Ysieve.

"Drive it to Manila, mag-ingat ka," utos ni Ysieve.

"Yes po señorito, wala na po ba kayong kailangan?" umiling si Ysieve at kinuha ang isang helmet. Habang ang kanilang driver ay pumasok na sasakyan ni Ysieve.

"It's fun to ride a motorcycle to Bangui and Pagudpud," humarap siya sa akin.

"Sa Maynila pa galing si kuya?" Tanong ko.

"No, sa mansyon dito sa Paoay," aniya.

"Buti nalang pala may sling bag ako, magmo-motor pala tayo," he smirked then came closer to me. Isinuot niya sa akin ang helmet.