I can't believe I will be crying in front of her, the woman I always love. Must be depression? Anxiety? Overwhelmed by grief? Or just broken hearted?
First hour duty, I was provoked by an inconsiderate staff from another department. Returning back to our office with an irritated mood. I keep on complaining about thoughtless behaviour. Then our senior interrupted. Kristine. She had this impatient face. Displeased by my personal affairs. Little did she know, I was just processing my mother's medicine. Kristine and I had an agreement to eat breakfast together. She prepared breakfast for both of us but my temper arise after the pesky encounter with the staff. Then here she comes, heckling comments.
"Pep, ano ba? Kanina pa ako naghihintay sayo na kumain na tayo." Her face full of frustration.
"Naaaaahhh galit na si Ma'am Kristine!" Our colleague simultaneously uttered. Cool, I was suddenly maddened by her words. Enraged, I took the jar of nuts and start squeezing it. Putting all my anger on that poor sweetened nuts. I must not explode. She's the most respected senior right now. I walk silently towards the pantry, sat on the table beside her. My teeth are gritting against each other holding my temper. She's still talking to our officemates casually while I'm here, choking my words. I rest my arms to the table and leaned my head to my hands. She started praying for our foods, grace before meal. I was just calming myself. After the short prayer, she whispered something to me. Her face so soft, full of thoughtfulness. The face of what I always wanted to see. But the voices inside my head are too loud. I can't seem to hold back my words right now.
"Akala ko ba napag usapan na natin na di na mag antayan. Diba di na kailangan hintayin ang isa para magsimulang kumain?!" My voice is infuriated. Kristine found herself dumbfounded by my words. Other coworkers also heard it too despite my low voice. They quietly exited the pantry. Then we started eating our foods silently.