Serie 4 - In Daddy's Arms (On Hold)

CHAPTER 7

Zyrene Kate Dela Cruz

It's not easy to adjust on a life that you're not used to.

I went on living in a poor crowded place to a luxury home. I was basically sleeping in a basement full of children, playing with clay to earn money, serve to the church to become valid, studying in a school full of creep to living in a multi-million worth of property, being treated like a princess, not working any chores at all, and studying prestigious school with my own gadgets, equipments, and library at home.

I study in an Open University na nago-offer ng senior highschool program, everything is online but there are times I needed to report some things on school with a butler keeps me accompanied-Terrie.

With just a snap of a finger, nagbago ang buhay ko. I really went to taking care of children and babies to the one being taken care of. It's not a bad thing, I'm just not used to it.

"Ma'am, breakfast is ready." I heard Terrie opened the door.

"Ilang beses ko ba dapat sabihin na huwag mo akong tawaging Ma'am."

Ilang beses ko na siyang sinuway na huwag akong tawaging ma'am, hindi naman nagkakalayo ang edad namin, hindi naman katulong ang tawag ko sakanya, at lalong hindi naman ako palautos para tratuhing Doña.

"Anong gusto mong itawag ka? Sis?" he said sarcastically.

He's quite frank and sarcastic, but most of the times when his boss is here, he is the most formal and often suplado.

He only comes here when I call for him or during meal times to make sure I've eaten since his boss kept on asking him to monitor me. He doesn't need to do that, Emma is with me-a maid.

"I need to monitor you well, otherwise I would be losing my job." he said while wiping his metal-framed glasses.

"You don't have to, kumain na ako." I said truthfully.

Partly true dahil kaninang madaling araw mawiwili ako sa paghalungkat ng makakain sa refrigerator, kinain ko 'yong cheesecake na dapat ay meryanda ko kahapon, masarap nga sana mag-kape, kaso hindi ako marunong gumamit nong machine na gamit yong beans na dinudurog-pati nga tawag hindi ko alam, nasanay kasi ako sa simpleng tig-tres na instant coffee na may pulang asukal, o kung may extra budget, kopiko blanca.

"You can go, may klase pa ako." I told him to which he nodded and left.

Nami-miss ko si Ian, kung siya yan, paniguradong susutilin niya ako.

I sighed and set up my laptop, I still have four essays to cram and all due until 11:59 PM, to top that off I have an online lecture to attend 2 hours from now.

I'm not used to these kinds of things, kaya minsan nawawalan ako ng gana mag-aral, nakaka-miss makipagsiksikan sa canteen tuwing recess time, makipag-kopyahan sa seatmate tuwing may quiz at maki-tsismis sa kabilang section tuwing may vacant.

Parang na culture-shock ako. Mahirap daw maging mahirap pero parang mas masaya naman, kung ganito ang buhay ng mga mayayaman parang ang lungkot. I can imagine rich kids na hindi close sa magulang dahil work lang sila ng work.

Not gonna lie, I kinda miss serving the church. I miss the nuns and the priest most especially Sister Sierra. Been a while since I talked to them.

Iniisip ko din mga kaklase ko sa dati kong school, kung nandoon pa siguro ako ay nasa work immersion na ako, mas enjoy kumpara sa requirements ko ngayon na Research Capstone. Wala man lang hands-on na trabaho, puro papel ang kaharap ko!

Nahihirapan ako, dahil simpleng pag-print lang ay hindi ako gaanong marunong, nasanay kasi ako na maging artistic, doodle at drawing lahat mga ginagawa ko kapag may projects.