Stealing His Heart (RB#2) (COMPLETED)

CHAPTER 33: Living With You

XXXIII: LIVING WITH YOU

In the whole flight nakatingin lang ako sa bintana ng eroplano. It's been seven or six hours at tulog si Isaac na nakapasan sa balikat ko ang ulo niya. One o'clock in the morning when we landed in the airport. I can hear the sea from our car which driven by Isaac.

Finally, where here, in the capital of Spain—Barcelona. We reached the hotel in exactly two hours and took our snap in just five hours. Pagkagising ko, amoy na amoy ko agad ang mabangong ginigisang bawang. I even smelled the soy sauce.

"Take a seat and wait for our breakfast," bungad agad sa 'kin ni Isaac pagkarating ko sa kusina. I don't know that he know how to cook.

Lumapit ako sa kanya saka ipinulupot ang aking braso sa kanyang baywang. I feel his abs and it looks tough. "Marunong ka pala magluto?" tanong ko saka ko nakita ang adobong manok sa isang kawali.

"I woke up early so I go around the streets near this hotel. May nakita akong supermarket para bumili ng cookies at mango juice until I saw fresh chickens. I decided to cook you my specialty. I used to do it at our house, my brothers are so lazy lalo na si Lucas."

Kumuha ako ng kutsara mula sa cabinet at saka sumipsip ng unting sabaw. Not bad, I can taste the sourness but it's enough to make me wow. Humakbang ako papalapit sa living room ng hotel room namin para tingnan ang paligid. I didn't saw everything here since we're here earlier.

"Look at the terrace, I know that you are going to love the view," dinig kong sambit ni Isaac mula sa kusina na hindi kalayuan at isang bookshelf lang ang pagitan.

I opened the east door and my eyes opened wide. I didn't expect this view. Tumakbo agad ako sa kuwarto saka kinuha ang phone ko. Pumwesto ako sa may harang ay narealize kong walang magpi-picture kaya hinila ko si Isaac na abala sa pagluluto.

"What are you doing? I didn't finish yet," reklamo n'ya pero hinila ko lang s'ya.

"Hold this phone and take a picture of me." Inilagay ko sa kamay n'ya ang phone saka pumwesto sa terrace.

I can't deny how pretty the Barcelona is. I checked my photos where the sun was rising and the light formed orange skies. I can see some pigeons flying and the seas behind me. I love this place so much.

"Eat your breakfast because we will go around the city after," sambit ni Isaac saka inilagay ang pagkain sa gitna ng wooden rectangular table. He cooked a Filipino food in a foreign country, I can feel myself at home.

After the breakfast, we went to the parking lot where luxurious cars parked in every lot. Nakakahiya siguro 'yong antas ko lalo na at Toyota lang ang kotse ko, tingnan mo lahat dito ay puro Lamborghini o Ferrari.

"Get in," baritonong sambit ni Isaac nang marating namin ang tapat ng isang pulang BMW. Hindi naman ito 'yong kotse namin ah, I remember that our car was a vios.

"Saglit sa 'yo 'to?" pagtataka ko pero pagkunot ng noo ang natanggap ko.

"Yup... I asked Dave to deliver this car here."

"Ang bilis naman."

"Yeah because in our job—I mean our former job, he's the one who can negotiate well." Ngumisi ito at lumabas ang pimple n'ya sa pisngi saka marahang ginulo ang kanyang buhok. "Get in, now."

Pumasok ako sa kotse gayundin si Isaac na nakaupo sa driver seat. He started the engine at iginala ako kung saan-saan. I wished that we aren't lost in this city but I can see the confidence in his face.