I. Unusual Request

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by moniqueph
by moniqueph
                                    
                                              Third Party POV
                          “Mia? Are you there?” I heard a voice followed by soft knocks on my hotel room door. I opened the door and to my surprise, it was the President. He is alone.
                          “Mr. President, sir. Come in po.”

                          “No,” he waved his hand, then he let out a small smile. I looked at him closely and I noticed that he is blushing. 
                          “Sir, okay ka man?”
                          “Ok ako. Hihingi sana ako ng favor.”
                          “Pasok po tayo, sa loob po.” I opened the door wider to let him in but he held onto the knob, stopping me midway. “Ok na dito.”
                          I let out a puzzled look. “Ano po yun sir?” He looked down at his shoes. I looked down to it as well. "Ganda ng -"
                          “Gusto ko sana sunduin mo si Leni.”
                          I looked up, surprised. “Si Ma’am Leni po? Andito siya?”
                          He nodded. He seriously looked like a little kid asking for baon to his mommy. I forced a laugh.
                          “Oh my god. Ok sige, asan na siya? Saan siya magsstay?”
                          “Dito sana. Di siya puwede ma-trace eh. Alam mo naman yun.”
                          “Ok, pero asan siya now?”
                          “Airport. She is at a private lounge there. Di ko alam kung kanino ko siya ipapasundo. Ako sana kaso may courtesy visit ako maya-maya.”
                          “Wow, buwis buhay tayo sir? Sige ako nalang, anong oras ba bilateral meetings?”
                          “Mayang gabi pa. Kasama ka dun di ba?”
                          “Opo. Paano si Ma’am?”
                          “Dito muna siya sa hotel. Saglit lang naman tayo.”
                          “Tapos? May itinerary ba kayo after that?” He looked down again. I laughed. “Jusko, bakit hindi ready? O sige, aalis na ako para maisip ko pa. Nakakaloka.” I swiftly packed my wallet, passport and cellphone into a small bag. We went out together as I closed the door. When we reached the lobby I saw the PSGs. They smiled at me. I turned to the President. “Mauna na ako Sir.” He gently tapped my shoulder. 
                          “Ikaw na bahala muna sa kanya ah.”