A Writer's Dream

Chapter 15

Kesh POV

Maaga akong nagising at nagayos.

Naglalakad ako papunta sa isang resto na malapit sa hotel na tinutuluyan namin, I want to try their food.

Suot ang itim kong shades at hawak ang laptop ko ay mabilis akong tumungo ako roon.

Sa biglang paglakas ng ihip ng hangin ay agad na nilipad ang buhok kong nakalugay at ang aking beach dress na katamtaman lang ang haba. Itinaas ko ang shades na suot ko at hinayaan ito sa ibabaw ng ulo ko.

"Table for two ma'am?" bumungad ito sa akin sa pagpasok ko sa resto na yon. Luminga pa ako para tingnan ang likod ko.

"May nakita ka po bang kasama ko? Mukha po ba akong dalawa?" I can't help, wala ako sa mood.

"I'm sorry ma'am, this way po." ginuide ako nito sa lamesang kakainan ko inilapag ko ang laptop na dala ko.

"Thank you, I'm sorry kuya I'm not in a mood." i said.

"It's okay ma'am." ngumiti ito sa akin.

Binuksan ko ang laptop ko at nagtipa roon, nakatanggap ako ng iba't ibang komento sa story na ginagawa ko.

I'm typing on my laptop when someone caught my attention. It's the waiter behind me and giving me the menu of the resto. I accepted it and looked for a delicious food for my breakfast. I'm craving for a baked pasta, lasagna will do.

"One Lasagna Quattro and also a glass of iced tea." i said.

I thought it's just a simple resto, but then it's an Italian restaurant, so yeah.

"That's all madam?" she asked.

"Yeah, I just want to try."

"One Lasagna Quattro and one glass of iced tea. Noted madam. Kindly wait for a few minutes madam." she said.

I nodded and typed again a chapter of my story.

After a few minutes, my order is served.

Inayos ko ang laptop ko at bahagyang itinabi, I grabbed the spoon and tasted their pasta.

Hmm, it's good.

I continued eating until my phone rang. I answered the call from unknown number.

Uh-huh.

"Hello?" but no one answers.

"Who's this? Wrong number po kayo." i hung up the call and finished my food.

When i get in on our room, Ash is still asleep. I looked at my phone to know what time is it.

It's 8:45 in the morning, maybe she's tired.

I walked again. Dahan dahan kong inilapag ang laptop ko sa lamesa na narito sa terrace ng room, umupo ako at pinatuloy ang pagtatype.

Since i was on high school, I'm writing.

I got addicted on it, everytime that I write, I start imagining things.

I'm imagining my dream, at least on writing i can express my feelings, i can write whatever i want.

Doon nagsimula ang pakikipaglaro ko sa mga salita at nakabuo ng ilang istorya sa wattpad.

Everytime that I write, nawawala lahat ng problema ko.

I'm typing the scene that the main character of my story met her dream guy. How I wish I met mine in right time, I guess.

Her name is Aliyah, I wrote her story and my dreams are in her story. All of my dreams, she made it come true.