There are two types of regret. First, the regret you feel for not doing something. Second, the regret you feel after doing something. I feel the latter right now. I should've not said that. It only inspired Yuri to be more asshole the next days . . . weeks.
"Can you still carry it, Miss Nurse?" He is now meters away from me. For he is holding a box as tiny as a coffee mug and mine is as big as a damn television. I can barely see him. Kailangan ko pang itabingi ang ulo sa gilid para makita kung nasaan siya.
"Do you need some help?"
Isn't it obvious?
"You can always say the password, it won't change."
Isn't it obvious that I can do this?
Baka bumuhat ako ng mga mas mabibigat pa rito. Tulad ng mga apparatus, pasyente, sama ng loob . . .
"No, thanks!" I replied.
I heard him chuckle. "Fasten a little bit then."
I blew my bangs that were persistently trying to block my eyes. Pera, pera, pera. Gusto ko ng pera.
Mula sa kotse niya, sa opisina namin dinala ang mga kahon. Umagang-umaga ay tumutulo ang pawis ko. Malalim ang paghinga kong iniayos sa gilid ang mga binitbit.
"Tired of being my handmaid?"
Alam ko na. Babanat na naman siya.
"You can be my girlfriend."
"Any more boxes?" I can lift one more—no two. I can lift as many as he wants but I can't be his girlfriend.
Tumawa siya nang maigsi. "You're so cool. There are three more in the car."
I breathed my deepest yet. "Let's go." I turned my back and left his office. Nakailang hakbang na ako nang mapagtantong wala siya sa likuran ko. "Nasaan na 'yon?"
I went back to his office. Unlike what I thought, hindi siya naiwan lang. He's already sitting at his table, signing some papers. "I thought there were three more boxes in the car?"
"You're right, Miss Nurse." He didn't even look at me. He continued signing.
"Then let's go."
"But I'm already working here." Tinagpo niya ang mga mata ko. "You should get them."
"I'm sorry?"
"Hush. You only apologize when you do something wrong." He even pressed his index finger on his lips. "Perhaps you need help?"
And say the password? Heck no! "I'm going to get them."
"So strong, my Maurice." He smiled.
Pera, pera, pera. Gusto ko ng pera.
"I want my tea after that, Miss Nurse. Thank you."
Again, say it with me. Pera, pera, pera. Gusto ko ng pera.
Malayo ang parking sa opisina ni Yuri, kaya kung hindi ako tinulungan noong guard na kabiruan niya noong nakaraan ay baka bumagsak ako. Pagkatapos, kailangan ko pa gawan ng tsaa ang mahal na hari.
Bagay na bagay nga sa kaniya ag pangalan niya. Osama. O, ang sama.
"I just have to endure for three months. I promise I won't see him again." Bubulong-bulong ako sa juice area. Nangangati nga akong lagyan ng sobrang luya ang tsaa niya. "Pera, pera, pera. Gusto ko ng pera. Baka hindi ka suwelduhan, Mauve. Kalmahan mo."
I battled with my thoughts of putting more spices in his tea. Gigil ako kahit sa paghawak ng kutsarita panghalo sa tsaa ng hari. My hand reached for the spices though, I just couldn't lift it and pour it into Yuri's cup, but someone else did.

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