Chapter 24

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I took a deep breath as I laid my face on the table, facing the unusual wall I never had the chance to repainted or decorated as I did not have enough time to do it. My phone pinged, illuminating my not-so dark room. Hindi pa kasi bukas ang ilaw na nasa kisame kaya yung night lamp lang ang nakabukas.

Groaning, I got my phone and read the message I received from my demanding reader—the one and only bossy boss I encountered, Hyunjin-freaking-Nam.

Mr. Nam:
Why did you kill Adam on that episode? He's one of the best guy.

That's his message with an angry emoticon. I only sent him an evil emoji. Wala akong ganang makipag-debate sa kanya dahil kung hindi dahil sa kanya ay hindi ako magiging lantang gulay. Simula ng nalaman niya kung ano ang penname ko sa webtoon ay nagkaroon siya ng interes na basahin ang stories ko at wala siyang sinayang na oras para guluhin ako kaya sunod-sunod ang update ko. He made a dumb account in webtoon to encouraged the readers to comment an update.

And now, I was on the verge of falling down from my seat because I badly wanted to sleep. My phone pinged again but I didn't take a glance on it. Tinignan ko kung anong oras na at alas dos na ng umaga. Sumunod ulit yung tunog ng phone ko. Hindi yata siya natutulog. Hinayaan ko lang na tumunog ang phone ko. Tumalon ako sa kama, pinikit ko agad ang mga mata ko.

Pasado alas tres na yata ako nakatulog dahil hindi pa gustong matulog ang utak ko. Nakapikit man ako pero hindi talaga natutulog ang utak, nakakainis. Umiiyak na nga ako dahil hindi ako makatulog. But at the end, I ended up to drift. I woke at eight o'clock. I still couldn't get off from my bed but my stomach was rumbling alarming me to fill it with food. I made udon that I got the recipe from Mrs. Yoo, she's so nice to share me her secret recipes. It's okay because I wasn't a threat to her. The side dish that I cooked was my leftover pork meat I left on the table.

When I was done with my breakfast I took a very cold shower to wake me my body as well as my cells from being a zombie girl of the day. Pagpasok ko sa kwarto ko nang makatapos akong magbihis ay binuksan ko ang bintana saka din pinatay ang aircon para pumasok naman ang hangin kahit pa malamig ang buong kwarto ko. Yung cactus ko ay linagay ko sa labas ng balcony para matalsikan ng araw, pinainom ko ang dalawang cactus ko. Naglinis muna ako ng kalat ko sa loob ng kwarto bago pumasok sa laundry room at labhan ang marurumi kong damit.

I exhaled the ball of air from my lungs  with my hands on my hip and I stared back to my tablet and my phone. Hindi ko pa nabubuksan ang phone ko simula ng magising ako. Alas dyes na rin ng umaga. Umupo ako sa silya ko na umiikot, I purchased it on the shopping mall I visited in Seoul, I liked it because it because of the color, the color was cream white at yung inuupuan ay may fur at fum. Pero hindi yun ang focus ko kundi ang messages na galing kay Hyunjin.

I slowly opened my phone but was surprised of the numbers of messages I got. Isa-isa kong binasa ang messages niya. Yung una ay puro demand niya sa story ko. Pero yung mga sumunod na message ay puro emojis na galit. I tsked. Binitawan ko ang phone ko saka binuksan ang tablet, going back again to the battlefield.

But I smiled.

Kahit puro reklamo si Hyunjin ay may tulong siyang ginawa para sakin. He brought me more subscribers and readers to my stories and my first manhwa had made it to five million of subscribers. I knew he made a social media account to promote my stories and I liked that of him. I appreciated it a lot. Kaya pagod ako palagi kasi nagsusumikap akong matapos ang storya ko dahil may isang story na nabuo sa isip ko. I already had plot in my mind and the only thing I'd do was to birthed it as my artwork.

Kinuha ko ang pen at ini-adjust muna ang screen para makapagsimula na talaga ako. Anim o pito na episodes nalang ang naisip ko at matatapos na ang second manhwa ko. Ang sarap sa pakiramdam na may natatapos kang gawa at may nagpe-praise sayo na magaling kang creator. It's amazing how I turned my imaginations into an amazing arts.

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