Cymon's POV
Couple of weeks have passed since the day I made a fuss at the hospital and at the coffee shop. Thankfully, the people who knew about my 'real issue' has never opened the topic about me and Nisha getting married.
I constantly avoid to interact with them. Even Nisha, though we're at the same department. But despite of my cold treatment with her, she was still very considerate and I feel bad, as always. She was always so good to me even if I always hurt her with my harsh words.
I was thinking and wasn't able to notice that I already dialed her number.
Calling Nisha....
Shit!
But before I hang up, she already answered. Too late...
"Hi, babe! Are you okay?" nag-aalala nyang tanong.
Tumikhim muna ako bago magsalita.
"Come to my office."
And I hung up. Napasabunot nalang ako sa buhok ko dahil sa katangahang ginawa ko. But I guess, it's better this way. I need to tell her before the situation gets worse. As expected from Nisha, it didn't took too long for her to arrive.
"Hey! Are you okay? I'm glad you called me first." sabi nya pagkapasok and she went towards me and was about to kiss me but I avoided and slowly pushed her.
Hiya naman ang namutawi sa kanyang mukha.
"Sit."
I said emotionless.
"Uhm. What do you want to talk about?"
Naiilang nyang sabi while scratching her nape, slowly walking to the chair in front of me.
I sighed deeply before I talk.
"I'm sorry about last time."
Nanlaki naman ang mata nya.
"I was too harsh on you, and to your father."
I sincerely said.
Ngumiti naman sya ng matamis and held my hand which is currently on the table.
"It's okay babe. I understand. Sanay na kami sa ugali mo. Lagi ka namang ganyan eh."
I smiled a little for what she said.
She know me too well.
For 10 years of being in a relationship with her, everytime our families talk about us, I always act so impulsive but still ended up apologising.
"So tuloy pa din ang wedding, okay?"
Huminga ulit ako ng malalim.
"Yun nga yung gu........"
I was not able to finish what I'm about to say because someone has called me it's my dad again.
What the hell does he want now?
I looked at Nisha for no reason and she just smiled and whispered
'Go ahead. I don't mind. We'll just talk later.'
She leaned towards me and kissed my forehead and went outside my office. After she got out, just then I answered the phone.
"What do you want?"
"Come here at my office. I have good news!" he excitedly said.
Hearing his voice seems like I'm stuck in a fucking traffic. Noisy. Irritating.
