TASY's POV
"Why can't you go back there, Tasy?" My father asked. Nandito kami ngayon sa dining table at kumakain ng dinner. He was insisting that I should go back to the Philippines.
"I just..." I didn't know what to say, so i kept quiet. I heard him sighed at narinig ko ang pagbaba niya ng utensils. I looked at him, and he was looking at me, too.
"Is it because of Macsimo?" Dad said, nanlaki ang mata ko dahil sa sinabi niya.
I haven't heard that name for years...because i refuse to. I refuse to hear, think, and miss him.
Andito pa rin sa sarili ko ang hinayang. Hinayang dahil natapos ang relasyon namin dahil sa isang kasinungaling.
"N-no, it's not about him." I cleared my throat and continued eating. My father sighed again, making me look at him.
"You should talk to him, you know? May balita ka ba sa kaniya?" Tanong nito. Kinagat ko ang ibabang labi ko at umiling.
I haven't heard from him, or any of my friends since then. I changed my number, and they changed, too. I deactivated my accounts and deleted it, kaya wala na akong balita sa nangyari sa kanila.
Si Mama at Kuya lang ang nakakausap ko, at hindi man lang nila nababanggit. I once asked about them, but my Mama said she doesn't know.
While Kuya, he always change the topic when it comes to her. I respected that, ayaw siguro nitong pag-usapan.
"No, I haven't heard from him." Tumango lang ito at tumahimik na.
"Then, just go there for work, just for work." Anito. Umigting ang panga ko at pinunasan ang labi ko. I sighed and thought about it.
Maybe, just maybe, if i go back there, i can see him, kahit sa malayo.
Our relationship was my last, because i whenever i tried to date someone, siya ang nakikita ko.
"I'll think about it." Aniko. Tumaas lang ang kilay nito bago pinunsan ang bibig, "Think about the work, Tasy. Maybe if you choose to go back there, mas mapapadali ang problema. At kapag naayos na, just come back here and never return there. Besides, maybe your Mom misses you."
Tumayo ito at umakyat na sa kaniyang kwarto. I sighed and stared at the plate, thinking of it.
After a few moments, i stood up at kinatok ang kwarto ni Dad, magpapaalam na na uuwi na ako.
"Okay, drive safe." I nodded at him and went outside the house. Binuksan ko ang makina ng kotse ko at nag drive patunong sa penthouse ko.
"Pink, can you book a flight to the Philippines?" Nasa tenga ko ang airpods, habang katawagan ko ang sekretarya ko.
"Yes, Ma'am. Will you be using your private jet?" She asked, I turned the steering wheel dahil nagpa park na ako dito sa parking area.
"Yes, please." She said okay and i heard she typed something in the background, kinuha ko ang mga gamit ko bago lumabas ng kotse at pinindot ang susi nito.
"When will you like to leave, Ma'am?" She asked, pumasok ako sa elevator at pinindot ang floor kung nasaan ang penthouse ko.
"Tomorrow morning." She said okay and i told her a few things before i hang up. Tumunog ang elevator, senyales na nandito na ako sa floor ko.
I went inside my penthouse at diretsong nagtungo sa kwarto. I went inside the shower and took a quick bath.
Nang makapagbihis na ako ay nilabas ko ang luggage ko at nagsimulang mag impake.
While packaging my clothes, i sighed. Tama ba 'to? Is it right that i will go back to the Philippines?
Maybe, i should go back. I had some unfinished business there. My friends, of course. And, Him.
I continued packaging my things. Pumunta ako sa cabinet na maliit, baka may nakalimutan kasi akong dalhin doon.
I was looking at the things at my cabinet nang hindi sinasadya kong makita ang pulang box.
My heart thumped, but it was painful. Dahan-dahan kong kinuha ang pulang kahon.
I opened it, hinaplos ko ang sing sing na nasa loob nito. I sighed, because this is the ring that he gave to me when he promised me to marry me.
Pero dati iyon, iba na ngayon.
If we see each other again, I'll return this to him. Siguro, ito na ang huling ala-ala na nahahawakan ko ang iiwan ko na.
Our memories, is still here. Buried within my heart, soul and mind. And maybe, it's time for me to let go.
Sinara ko ito ang kahon at naglakad patungo sa bag ko. Nilagay ko ito sa isang panyo at sinilid sa bag.
After i was done packaging my things, agad akong natulog at maaga pa ang flight ko bukas.
I WOKE up when i heard my alarm. Agad akong bumangon at nag tungo sa banyo.
This is, i guess? I'm finally going back to the Philippines. Naligo ako at naghanda ng isusuot ko.
It's a one way flight to the Philippines, at matagal-tagal iyon, dahil hindi ko ata kakayanin ang kaba kapag tumigil kami sa isang bansa.
Bodyguards helped me with my things, at ang driver na rin na tauhan ni Dad ang nag drive sa akin patungo sa airport.
When we arrived at the airport, agad akong naglakad patungo sa loob. I did the things they required to do at sumakay ako sa bus shuttle patungo sa private jet na ni request ko.
When i went up to the stairs, flight attendants greeted me. Binati ko sila pabalik at inasikaso ako. I seated on the window seat.
I was looking outside the window, when the flight attendant asked me.
"Ma'am, what drinks would you like?" Tanong nito habang nakangiti, ngumiti ako sa kaniya pabalik at tinignan ang mga available na drinks nila dito.
"Just give me champagne, please? Thank you." Tumango ito at naglakad paalis. Ilang minuto pa ang hinintay ko bago dumating ang champagne na ni request ko.
I thanked the attendant and drink the champagne. Kumalma ako ng kaunti.
Our flight took off and i was asleep the whole flight. And then, after a few long hours, i felt a tap on my shoulder.
"We're here, Ma'am. Welcome back to the Philippines" The flight attendant smiled, and I looked outside the window.
-End of Chapter 29-
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