Forbidden, Yet Allowed (Griyego #1)

Chapter 1

FYA - Footage

I fixed myself and collected all my thoughts after bumping with some asshole who used my brush. Hindi na lamang ako muli bumalik sa store at dumiretso na sa café kung saan kami magkikita ni Tita.

I just bowed my head a little when the guard opened the door for me. And as I scanned inside the café, I easily spotted her with a mug on top of her table while looking outside the glass wall. I walked towards there as my above the knee flowery dress sway on my movement. Nang marinig siguro ni Tita ang tunog ng heels ko papalapit sa kanya ay napabaling ang tingin niya sa akin.

"Afia." Her lovely smile showed up when she saw me.

Tumayo naman siya at ako naman ay nakipagbeso bago naupo sa tapat niya.

"How are you doing, Tita Nevaeh?" I asked her.

She signaled a waiter before answering me. "I'm fine, hija. Ikaw?"

I sighed before nodding. Dumating naman ang waiter at tinanong kung anong order ko. I just ordered americano and thanked him after he excuses himself.

"Actually, Tita Nevaeh, I went here to ask you something," I said that made her curious.

"What is it?"

"Did Mama contacted you in any way?" I asked her.

Sandali naman siyang nagulat sa tinanong ko bago sumagot. "She did." Nabuhayan naman ako ng loob sa naging sagot niya.

"She called me a few days before her flight here in Manila, saying we should meet and catch up even just for a few hours before she heads in Tarlac. I even offered her a ride kaya nagpunta ako ng airport," she said while I was attentive with it.

"Tapos ito!" She took out her phone and showed me a picture of herself wearing a stylish outfit.

I almost rolled my eyes at her, pero mabuti na lang at napigilan ko.

"You look pretty, Tita, alam ko na 'yon, but Mama–"

"Hindi ko naman pinagmamalaki ang suot ko, Afia," natatawa niyang sinabi.

Agad naman akong napainom sa americano nang mai-served na sa akin iyon. Ang dami kasing pasikot-sikot pa ni Tita Nevaeh.

"Your mother told me to wear the same outfit as hers so we could be matchy-matchy!" Natawa si Tita. "She did sent me a photo of her wearing it while she was about to board. Kaya mas lalo akong na-excite na makita siya. She even called me when she arrived at the airport." So, Mama did got here. Her flight wasn't delayed nor canceled.

"Medyo na-late nga lang kami ng dating ng ilang minuto dahil may kinausap pa ako sa amin. Then, I waited for half an hour, but no sign of her. I figured she got bored so she left. Alam mo naman kung gaano kaikli pasensya ng Mama mo." Napailing-iling na lamang si Tita.

I know.

Umayos naman ng upo si Tita Nevaeh at uminom sa kanyang kape. "How is she, anyway? Alam ba niyang pumunta ka rito?"

I heaved a sighed before looking at Tita Nevaeh. "She's missing, Tita. That's why I went here to look for her."

I saw how shocked Tita got with what I've said. Worry was immediately plastered on her face.

"H-How come? I just got to talked with her, then she went missing," hindi niya makapaniwalang sinabi.

"H-Hindi naman siguro ako na pin dito as a suspect dahil ako ang huli niyang nakausap, 'no?" She nervously said which I immediately dismissed it.