Something That Will Last

1 // The Coffee That Started It All

1 // The Coffee That Started It All

"Suspended ka, Vie."

"What? Tita, in-explain ko naman po kung bakit ko ginawa 'yon. That guy broke your daughter's heart. Anak mo, Tita Lar, anak."

Hindi ako pwedeng ma-suspend. Masusumbong na naman ako nito kay Mom! Inulit ko na lang tuloy kay Tita Lar ang kwento sa pangalawang beses, pero mukhang hindi pa rin siya natinag.

"Tita, go ask Jules about her first heart break and tell her about the heroic exploit I did. Matutuwa 'yon panigurado," I said smugly.

"May boyfriend na ang pinsan mo. Wala na iyong pakialam sa mga naging nobyo niya. So you, young lady, are still suspended. And I am telling your mom about it tonight."

Sabi ko na, e.

Have you ever been in a scene where everything went slow motion because you know that fate is about to ruin your life?

Me? Well, this was it.

"No, Tita!" Kumapit ako sa bisig niya at inalog-alog ang kaluluwa niya. "No, please! Please!"

"Viennica! Itong coffee, sayo ko naman ibuhuhos," banta ni Tita, at syempre tumigil naman ako. Kumukulo kaya 'yong tubig.

"Kasi, Tita, please. Ayokong humarap sa bahay kung hindi ko rin mare-redeem ang sarili ko sa mata ng aking ina. Kaya kung maaari lamang ay huwag mo na akong parusahan."

I thought I was doing a good job at acting but then I was slapped with the reality that I wasn't. Tinapunan ako nang kaunting tubig ni Tita Lar sa paa. Damn, that was hot!

"Ouch! Meanie aunt."

Kinagabihan ay hindi pa rin nire-relieve ni Tita Lar ang suspension ko kaya bored ako. Jules was out of town with her blocmates. Buti pa siya, masaya. Ako, bored. Hays.

I was binge-watching Supergirl when Tita sent me a message. And dudettes, I was not very happy about the deal she's proposing.

Tita Lar
Apologize to Jerrick and I won't tell your mom about your mischief.

This was one of the times where I wished I was Supergirl or maybe Hulk. There's no way I would apologize to that Jerkrick, my friends. Hindi ako ang sinaktan niya, but when Jules told me about their story, I was angry and broken for my cousin.

And before I could remember something that might tear me up, I left my room. Actually this was Kuya Lenard's room, but he wasn't living here anymore because he's married, so I guess this one's mine now. Plus, Tita said I could do anything I wanted with the place. So, mine.

Maraming estudyante ang nag aaral sa coffee shop nang dumaan ako. I saw Tita and the other baristas working extra hard since exam week ngayon sa university. Our place is strategic because we're practically inside the university campus.

Alas siete at wala nang tao ngayon sa labas. This was a week to study and I was thankful for the silence tonight. Naglakad ako hanggang sa makakita ako ng bench. Sinubukan kong mag aral and I lasted an hour reading and then I was good to go.

Matalino naman din ako kaya okay lang maging tamad minsan. Oy, si Tita Lar na ang nagsabi na matalino ako, ah. 'Wag ano dyan. And so I thank the genes of my parents for that. And their ancestors, of course.

Lumipat ako ng lugar. Napadpad ako sa Oval field kung saan ginaganap ang karamihan ng sports event ng university. May kumpol ng mga estudyanteng nasa unipormeng pang-soccer at nageensayo pa rin hanggang ngayon.

Pinanood ko sila habang naglalaro. May cute kasi akong nakita. Minsan lang naman ako kiligin, tsaka nakapag aral naman na ako. Reward ko na 'to, please?