"Mama! Mama!" sabat naman ni Stella habang hinihigit ang damit ko.
"Why, Stella-chan?" baling ko sa anak.
"That girl!" protesta niya habang itinuro-turo ang babaeng nakaupo sa swing. "She's like you, Mama."
"Like me? No, Stella-chan. She's a stranger."
"But I saw her staring at you. Come on Mama, let us sit beside her."
Wala na nga ako nagawa nang hatakin ako ni Stella papalapit sa swing.
"I'll call you later, Hye-jin. Bye!" pagtatapos ko sa usapan namin ni Hye-jin bago ibulsa ang iPhone X.
Nilapitan namin ni Stella ang nakayukyok na babae.
"Excuse me, Miss, kailangan mo ba ni—" io-offer ko sana ang hawak na yellow handkerchief but I got stuck when I saw my sister crying. "B-Bela?"
"You shouldn't have seen me like this," hindi ito halos makatingin sa 'kin. "Just leave."
"No Bela!" naupo ako sa tabi nito't hinawakan ito sa kamay. "What happened?"
"H-he... He broke up with me."
BINABASA MO ANG
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