Taste of Love

Chapter 13

"Good morning ma'am, there's a call from the site"

Subsob ang mukha ko sa laptop ay biglang pumasok ang aking secretary.

"Connect me to the caller please. Thanks Bennita"

Tumango muna siya bago umalis at bumalik sa pwesto niya.

My telephone made a noise inside my quiet and huge office.

"Hello, Ms. Garcia speaking"

"Hello Mam, this is Architect Luizaga"

"Oh Architect, may problema ba?"

"How I will say this to you, yes there is a problem, I actually can't continue designing your soon to be cafe due to personal matters. I hate to say this to you on the phone, but I assure you, one of this days, I will tell you personally. I deeply apologize, Ms. Garcia"

"T-That's okay. Things like this happens, unexpectedly. Just give me a call or tell my secretary what day we're going to meet so we can agree on some terms. But please, I do hope you can refer me an architect sooner"

"I do have someone in mind. I'm really sorry, I'm going to make a referral letter to him as soon as possible. Again I'm sorry"

"No need to worry, I deeply understand Architect. Thank you for reaching out to me. Bye!"

Napa-hinga ako ng malalim, now that I don't know what to do, ang hirap mag-focus sa trabaho bilang CEO. I massage my forehead because of stress.

My phone vibrated and someone is calling me.

An unregistered number.

"Yes, this is Ms. Luatta Garcia. May I know who I am speaking to?"

There was a dead silence in the other line. Sobrang tahimik, and it gave me an idea who it was.

But how did he knew my number?

"It's me, Ginrik"

"O-oh, hi?" I cleared my throat as I nervously waited for his answer.

"I'm tired of waiting, when will you introduce me to my son?"

What did he just said?

"Uh, excuse me?"

"You're excuse"

"No kidding Mr. Dojima, but you're being rude. This is my son your talking about!"

"Exactly, 7 years is enough. And I'm not sorry for being rude, Ms. Garcia! I have the right because I am the father, I think it's time for us to meet because I am tired of waiting-"

"And who's fault is that Gin? Was it my fault? Am I the one who left without notice? Kung tutuusin, I have the upper hand to file a custody. My son can live without you in his life. We can live, but I am not that evil to do that. How about you? Where were you? Nasa pangarap mo? You were there, wearing fancy clothes, laughing and being a socialite. Where were you when I needed you? You were there, announcing your marriage. While me? Where was I? I was inside my room, alone, with a baby inside my arms. Depressed, tired and almost suicidal. So don't demand me something like that when all along, you did nothing but give me pain and made me suffer like hell"

I ended the call. Sobrang sakit sa dibdib ng lahat ng dinanas ko. My eyes instantly watered and tears rolled down my cheeks.

Ito na naman yung lasa na pamilyar sa akin, the taste of sadness, that caused by love. It's too salty, this tears are too salty and I'm tired of tasting it.

No matter how hard I try to pretend that I'm okay, I know I'm nowhere near being okay.

Akala ko tapos na ako sa sakit, and that I know how contented I am now with what's in my life.