Vanessa Jasmine's
Sitting here in the garden first thing after we came home made me relax after that confrontation. Maliban sa maaliwas sa pakiramdam dahil sa simoy ng hangin, sumasama rin ang amoy na nanggagaling sa isang klase ng bulaklak—Jasmine flower. As mysterious as it is, Rio's garden is full of Jasmine flower, nothing else. It's unexpected.
Sa pagkakaalala ko, my father likes flower especially Jasmine flower. I remember him taking care of it every morning as if it was some precious jewellery. The smile that that flower brought on his face every time it blooms with white colour and the fragrant reached inside the house was amazing. Napangiti ako sa naisip. If he was alive, he could've painted the whole house with those Jasmine Flower.
Napaangat ako ng tingin sa alapaap, asul at putting kulay ang sumalubong saakin. "Pa, What Am I supposed to do now? I don't know what's what. I feel frustrated" I disheartenedly laughed. I feel my eyes burn when the wind blows harder as if it was hugging me. 'Things will soon be alright, sweetie' was the phrased he will say if I'm sad when I was a child.
"Thank you, Papa" I murmur as I look up the sky and smile as if he was there.
Bumalik ako sa pagtitig sa pader na puno ng bulaklak sa harap ko. We didn't talk after I shouted. I'm frustrated because we started with a good mood in the morning then it turned out like this. We talked and laughed then suddenly we shout and argue. Is this how it was supposed to be until the end? What should I do now?
"Please, please help us. Help us convince him to go, Jasmine"
Napabuntong hininga ako sa biglaang pag-aalala sa pinangako ko kay Aly. Paano ako makakatulong kung sa sarili kong sitwasyon hindi ko matulungan ang sarili ko? How dumb Am I to respond yes though? Muli akong napanbuntong hininga sa naisip. This is really hard.
"Does it still hurt?" Napapitlag ako ng biglang may nagsalita sa tabi ko. Nabaling ang ulo ko sa pinanggalingan ng boses. Gaano ba ako katulala na hindi ko napansing may katabi ako?
"Ha?" Tulirong sagot ko. He turn his gaze towards me. Our eyes met for a second then I avoided it. He then asked again "Your stomach. Does it still hurt? You should've told me your allergic to milk or same stuffs."
"Ahhh, medyo. And I thought you knew since your my stalker and kidnapper so, I didn't resist when you made me drink the milk." I harsly said. Katahimikan ang bumalot saamin. I feel tensed and awkward with this current situation. It's his fault.
"The flowers. They're beautiful, right?" Di makapaniwalang tumingin ako rito, alam kong sadya niyang iniwasan ang pinag-uusapan namin. But talking about flowers are shocking. Muli kong binalik ang tingin sa halamang nasa harapan namin..
"Hmm. They are. It's soothing and calming." Sagot ko rito. Letting him get away from the previous topic.
"That's true. I first had those when I was fifteen. It's pure and elegant looking that makes me want to protect and have more of them. Smelling and looking at it satisfy me." He then went silent. Nabaling ang tingin ko sakanya muli. And I'm shock seeing him smiling right now. He looks handsome. I can't look away. I think that every person who would look at him will be imprison on his looks.
And I didn't know that the warmth of this smiled of his is slowly carving their way within me. I'm seeinga a different side of Rio now⸻again.
I set aside my thoughts and continue talking to him, Ignoring the reality. "Ikaw ba nag-aalaga sakanila?"
Somehow this is making me happy. Sa tinagal-tagal ko rito, ito ang pinakamatinong usapan mayroon kami. Nag-uusap na parang natural lang na pang-yayari iyon. Kung iisipin, I just spend time with him when Naia was here. I miss that baby.
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Ficción GeneralVanessa Jasmine Aravalo is living a simple life with her mom. A college student who wants to be on top upang maging proud ang magulang niya sakanya. Ngunit mula ng magdise-otso ay naging kakaiba ang kinikilos ng kanyang ina at napapansin rin ng kany...