To His Future Lover (Haciendero #5)

Unang Kabanata

Kabanata 1

Best friend

February 14.

I was stood up by my date.

I was seeing someone for a few weeks now. We started by chatting, decided to meet for a coffee date, and meetups became continous since then. I was considering his potential to level things up and be my boyfriend

Isang oras na ang nakalipas, wala pa rin siya sa restaurant na napag-usapan naming dalawa.

Hello, it's Valentine's Day?!

What good excuse can he tell me? Palalampasin ko lang iyon kung nasa bingit siya ng kamatayan o may emergency ang kanyang pamilya. Other than that, goodbye.

Marami pa namang iba. Nakakainis, sinayang niya ang oras ko.

Araw ng mga puso, hindi pagmamahal ang nararamdaman ko kung hindi pagkamuhi at galit. That's a bit exaggeration, but grrr.

"Release the glass, it can't fight..."

Bahagyang nawala ang inis ko nang marinig ko ang pamilyar na boses.

Lumapat ang isang tangkay ng rosas sa tapat ko. Agad kong nasilayan ang g'wapo niyang mukha. My comfort person is here.

"You're here!" bulalas ko.

He smirked.

"You left me with no choice. Of course, I'm here." Tumaas ang kanyang kilay. "What happened to your date?"

"Do you really have to ask? It's a disaster! Hindi ako sinipot, okay?" Pinanlakihan ko siya ng mata.

Tumawa naman ito. Sinamaan ko siya ng tingin. Walang nakakatuwa sa pangyayaring iyon. He should've cancelled on the last minute, it was still unacceptable, but at least my time wasn't wasted waiting for him.

Everyone in the restaurant was having a good time. And there was me, anxiously waiting for someone who wasn't going to honor his word.

"It's his loss. Don't waste your time sulking. Let me make it up to you, then."

Tumawag siya ng waiter. Nanlaki ang mga mata ko nang order-in niya ang mamahaling dishes sa menu. I wanted to stop him, but he wasn't even looking at me. Patuloy siya sa pag-order.

Mayroon naman akong pera... Mama gave me money for the date.

"Makoy!" I called him when the waiter left. "Baka maghugas tayo n'yan... mahal pa naman dito!"

"Tulungan mo na lang ako, Crim." He wriggled his eyebrows. "Don't worry about it, just enjoy the moment, Crim."

Crim, short for Crimson.

When we were kids, he used to call me Crimpie as I called him Makoy. For some reason, we searched our nicknames on the internet, I was so traumatized that I cried. Simula noong araw na iyon, hindi na niya ako tinawag sa palayaw niya sa akin.

Palagi naman akong panatag kapag kasama ko siya. I can help him with the chores.

Dumating ang pagkain ilang minutong nakalipas. Bilang isang ultimate clout chaser, inuna ko munang busugin ang camera ko bago kami kumain. Nang lumapat na sa aking bibig ang pagkain, nawala ang agam - agam ko sa babayaran namin.

We talked.

Hindi kami halos nagkita at nag-usap nitong nakaraan. He was busy with university, at the same time, he was working part-time jobs. Another one that I had one-sided beef with was his auntie --- that Oleya, the bitch.