"MGA INUTIL!"
Somewhere in Madrid, Spain, an old masion mansion was built on the top of the rock formation next to the wide blue sea.
It was an old mansion built for the souls who'd just recently passed away. Souls who were trapped between life and death who committed great sins while they are living on earth.
"BITAWAN NIYO AKO, MGA TAKSIL!" A lioness shout echoed inside the hallway's mansion.
Margaratte V. Satto, who died two years ago by killing her own self after realizing that she already lose it all--that the money and the riches she had evily discerned when she was still alive had already been burnt. Another reason for killing her self was that before she died and was just wandering on the busy streets of Manila finding some food to eat, she was had several experiences of seing dead people whom she actually killed.
Two real handsome guards put her down infront of a table whom a guardian was sitting infront of her.
"Margarette V. Satto. Resident of the Philippines who passed away 2 years ago by hanging her self on a santol tree, is currently requested to have a 30 year service on a old lady cupid from the Philippines. As service is conducted, she will be sponsored by Bonakid and Stenopad."
"TEKA, ANONG---" Hindi na nakapalag pa si Margarette at maya-maya pa ay bigla na siyang naglaho sa ere. Makalipas ang ilang saglit ay natagpuan niya ang sarili niya sa isang lumang bahay sa Makati.
"Welcome Margarette!" Matandang boses ang narinig niya. Hinagilap niya ang buong sala pero wala siyang makita. Ngunit nang sa kuwarto ay inilaan niya ang kanyang tingin, nakita niya ang matandang babae na kilalang-kilala niya.
"Ma? What do you doing here?"
Ngumisi ang matanda, "Dahil anak kita at alam kong nagkulang ako sa disiplina sa'yo... you will be having a thirty year service from me! At sa 30 years service na iyon, asahan mong mararanasan mo ang maging utus-utusan at alipin."
"Wait I need to exhale. Am I a ghost right? Ano namang magagawa ko? I mean, I am hopeless. I can't even go to my office para ayusin 'yung mga files ko tapos magiging utos-utusan pa ako? What the hell are you trying to do with me Mama?"
"Tama na ang satsat, ito ang una mong kailangan gawin. Pumunta ka sa tapat ng fox machine, tumunganga ka roon ng ilang buwan, linisin mo ang buong bahay at hintayin mong may lumabas roon."
"Oh my gosh, karma is real. Stressed is superb. 'Di ko kaya to. Gosh? My mom is a Lady Cupid and I am a ghost? Akala ko Romance 'tong nobelang ito?" Parang tangang pumuputak ang bunganga ni Margarette habang papunta siya sa tapat ng isang fax machine na nasa sala lang.
Umupo siya at tapat ng fax machine at naghintay siya ilang buwan kakatunganga roon.
Aftee 61 days, a legal size bond paper popped up.
"O my gosh, what is this?" Hinintay niyang matapos ang pagluwa ng papel at nang matapos ay mabilis niya itong binasa.
"SLAMBOOK ENTRY OF CHEESY DEMOISELLE-SATTO."
"What?" Iyon lang ang nasabi niya as she found nonsense things on the paper like the pins which include: What is your favorite color and what so ever.
On the bottom of the paper, a qusstion was printed finely.
The questions states... "What is love?"
And Cheesy Demoiselle-Satto's answer was: "Love is the greatest form of bliss."
"Wait? Why is it that she has our surname? Does it mean that she married my son?"
Nanginig ang kamay ni Margarette. "That girl? My gosh. Nakakaloka. Hashtag, 'di mo deserve ang only son ko. Inutil!" sigaw niya at nagwala siya roon.
After her years of duty, her soul was reincarnated as a peasant girl on the year of 1804.
When she was 17 years old at nasa sakahan siya at nagtatanim ng palay, sa hindi niya malamang dahilan ay bigla siyang napasigaw.
"MGA INUTIL!" sigaw niya.
Tinahulan siya ng aso.
Lahat ng bagay ay may kabayaran.
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