Rhythm Of The Waves (COMPLETED)

17 - Ice Cream

Damon. Damon. Damon. He showed up almost every time I went to work that it doesn't even bother me anymore... well, maybe a bit. He still frightens me in a way.

I decided to head to Yvaine's house dito sa New York. Thankfully, it was near the subdivision-- only about ten minutes if I drive a car.

Sa harap noon ay isang ice cream shop na sa tingin ko ay kanya ng isa pang kapatid ni Ryler, si Lawrence. Who I think is five years older than Ryle. I'm going to buy there later.

Tinignan ko ang bahay ni Yva and was amazed by how beautiful it is. Modern, where white is dominant. Sobrang Yva-style ng bahay niya. In front of her house parked a BMW. I don't know kung anong model iyon, maybe it was even customized.

I rang the doorbell and Yvaine immediately opened the gates. Bumalik ako sa sasakyan at pi-nark sa gilid ng BMW ang sasakyan kong BMW 'din.

Nakita ko kaagad si Yva na nakasandal sa malaking double-door ng bahay niya at may hawak-hawak pa siyang wine glass na may lamang gatas. Nakanguso siya habang may tinitignan sa loob ng bahay niya.

"I said wine, not fucking milk!" she huffed, pointing the wineglass that she's holding.

I heard a low chuckle from inside the house, "Ang aga pa para sa wine. Mamaya lang, gatas muna inumin mo," the person said.

"But I want wine. I fucking want wine and not this white piece of shit, Lo--" Yva stopped shouting when she saw me, "Oh. Hi, Yara!" agad siyang lumapit sa akin at sinalubong ako ng yakap.

A guy showed himself and my eyes widened when I realized who he was, kaya pala medyo familiar yung boses niya! He was staring at Yvaine with sleepy eyes, which I'm guessing is his resting eyes, and he sighed. Tumingin naman siya sa akin at nginitian ako.

"Yva!" I giggled when Yva kissed my hair.

Kung hindi lang ako straight ay baka nahulog na 'ko kay Yva. She holds such a powerful aura, at talagang nakaka-hulog ang mga gawi niya.

Lumapit sa akin ang lalake at nginitian ako. He had once worked for mom-- part-timer siya sa 'min, kaya nakakagulat at nagtatrabaho din pala siya kay Yva. What a coincidence.

Kaibigan din naman siya nina Rafael, and was once introduced to me. Although his first name is nice, I grew used to calling him by his last name-- Rodriguez.

Rodriguez is a fine man. Sa pagkakaalam ko ay naging bartender pa muna siya ni Yva sa bar niya bago maging personal assistant. So, ito pala ang assistant na pinaguusapan namin noon.

"Nice to meet you again, Rodriguez," I smiled at him, and he exchanged a smile as well.

"Ah, yes. It's nice to meet you again," he said, a smile present in his lips and his eyes were sparkling, then that's when I realized.

My eyes widened, "Oh! You were learing English!" I said, kaya tumango si Rodriguez.

He then told me to go inside Yva's house, and as expected, sobrang ganda ng interiors ng bahay ni Yva. It wasn't as big when compared to her house sa Hinigaran-- this one is actually rather small-- pero maganda. Not that I've ever seen or came to Yva's house back in Hinigaran, it's just... I've seen photographs of her interiors at sigurado akong malaki ang bahay niya. Not as big as Lola's, but waaaay bigger than the average house.

Nag-chat kasi ako sa gc kahapon na babalik ako sa Pinas ngayong araw, and I'll stay there for about one week. Vacation lang talaga. The next thing I know, narito na si Yva sa New York. I wasn't even surprised to see na may bahay pala siya dito.

"Kamusta, babes?" tanong sa 'kin ni Yva just when I sat down her white sofa.

Nginitian ko siya, "Better than ever," I said. "You?"