Margo's POV
Here I am, cooking in the kitchen with aling Pasing. It's four in the morning, gusto kong ipagluto ng breakfast ang prinsesa ko. I bet she'll love this grilled cheese and bacon.
Gusto ko siyang pasayahin this day, and for the rest of my life! Hindi niya alam kung gaano niya ako napapasaya parati, kaya this piece of bread and cheese made with pure LOVE ang para sakanya.
"Aling Pasing, orange juice ready?" Sineset ko na ang tray na paglalagyan ko ng breakfast ng mahal ko.
Excited ako bro.
Hah.
"Sir, ako na po ang magbubuhat." Aling Pasing said.
"Hindi na po, ako na po." Then I carried it, and went upstairs.
I slowly knock on her door, and that made a smile on my face.
"Babe! Breakfast on bed!" I shouted. I bet nagmamadali na naman siyang mag ayos para maimpress ako on her morning look. HAHAHA. Oh George.
So I waited.
Until I've realized, that five minutes have passed but still no one opened it.
I checked if it's her room. Oo, eto nga 'yung kwarto niya, but what's happening in there?
"Babe?" I called.
"Babe are you awake?" I tried to call her again.
I then decided to open the door.
Pero sa pagbukas pa lang ng pinto, nakita ko na ang maayos na maayos niyang higaan.
I checked if she's in the bathroom, or outside the veranda, or under the bed.
But all I have seen is a tiny note above her bed written for me.
Dear Margo,
See you in two years!
George Nacino,Somehow, after reading that note I became speechless. Hindi ko alam kung matutuwa ako o malulungkot.
After all the things I have done? Iiwan niya ako. At babalik after two years?
Why is she doing this to me!
Kung matagal na niya palang gusto na maging si George Nacino, bakit after two years pa?!
I'll be willing to marry her anyway.
"Ano kuya? Natauhan ka na? I told you that girl will just use you! I'm correct in the first place." Marga interrupted my moment. Basta na lang siya pumasok sa loob with her 'I told you so' words.
But I won't mind her anyway, she's just jealous of my princess.
"Get out, sinabi ko bang pasukin mo 'tong kwartong 'to ha?" I shove her away from the room. But she resisted, then in any minute for sure she'll fight with me AGAIN.
"Bakit kuya? Pamamahay mo ba 'to? Sinong nagsabi sa 'yong pwede mong angkinin ang guest room na 'to? Are you entitled to be the heir of this house? You're so bossy." Again, with her talking, nagging or whatsoever, I slammed the door onto her face.
I grabbed my phone and dialed George's number. But as expected, cannot be reached siya.
Yeah I know ayaw niya na talagang magkita kami. Not after two years. Shoot. But still, I won't loose hope, not now.
Mula sa araw na 'to, ipapangako kong ikaw lang ang mamahalin ko George. I'll wait after two years, and we will get married.
I'll push myself into the limits. Kung nasaan ka man ngayon, hihintayin ko ang pagbalik mo.
I will WAIT.
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Short StorySa istoryang ito bibida ang kasabihang "Mas mabuti nang tawaging baklang mukhang babae kesa sa babaeng mukhang bakla." Ano nga ba si George? girl? boy? bakla? o tomboy?? May isang kaaibang twist nga ang istoryang ito. Kaya iclick na ang read button...