Isang buong araw pa siyang dinalaw ni Lucas bago ito tumulak ng Maynila. She stayed at Ilocos for another day to spend Christmas there as per her brother's request kahit gustong gusto na niyang bumalik sa Manila-- unfortunately, hindi pumayag ang kuya niya.
Pero hindi tulad noon na excited siya palagi tuwing Christmas. This time, she didn't come out of her room that much compared noong christmas last year when her mom was still alive.
She only went out of her room to have dinner and then bumalik na din agad siya sa kwarto. That night, she busied herself packing all her things in her luggage.
Muli siyang napatingin sa drawer kung nasaan ang itim na kahita na naglalaman ng regalo sa kanya ng kanyang ama. She stared at it for a few seconds before returning her eyes to her bags. Walang dahilan para dalhin niya ang regalo nito.
Kinabukasan ay tumulak na sila sa airport papuntang Maynila. Bago umalis, hindi maikakaila sa mga kasambahay ang lungkot lalong lalo na ang kanyang Yaya Flora.
Her eyes went to her father. As she looked at him, hindi niya mawari kung ano ang nararamdaman nito sa pagalis niya. His face is blank. Wala siyang makitang lungkot o ano. He only gave her a small smile that didn't even reached his eyes.
She wanted to scoff at herself upon thinking that. What? Is she expecting him to feel saddened? Tsk... of course he wouldn't. He never even showed any emotion the first time she went to New York to study.
"Magiingat ka hija."
Isang pilit na ngiti ang pinakawalan niya kay yaya Flora. Pinipigilan ang mga luhang nagbabadyang lumabas sa mga mata niya.
"I will, yaya." Hindi na niya hinintay pa ang isasagot nito. She turned her back and got into the car without a second look.
She never liked goodbyes.. it always brings a heavy feeling in her heart..
It was an hour flight. Paglapag ng eroplano, kumain lang sila saglit ng kuya niya sa isang restaurant bago ito tumuloy sa hospital dahil may biglaang bagay itong kailangang asikasuhin. Siya naman ay sa condo ng kapatid dumiretso.
She laid herself down at the couch for a while. It's still three o'clock in the afternoon at marami pa siyang pwedeng gawin bago ang flight niya bukas.
Smiling to herself, bumangon siya sa couch at saka agad na tinungo ang banyo upang maligo. Mamamasyal muna siya habang may oras pa.
She wore a plain black satin long sleeves tucked in a high waisted blue ankle lenght jeans which she paired with a two inches white squared heels. Kinuha niya ang itim na chanel sling bag at isinukbit sa balikat bago umalis.
She ended up in BGC. Visited a few music stores and then ended up in a coffee shop. Nakapila siya sa counter ng biglang mag-vibrate ang cellphone niya. Pagbukas niya niyon, isang txt mula kay Lucas ang naroon.
"Where are you?"
Hindi pa siya nakakapagtipa ng isasagot ng muli na naman itong mag-txt.
"Nandito ka na sa manila, right?"
Nagtitipa na siya sa screen ng kanyang cellphone ng muli na naman itong magtxt.
"Beethoven?"
"Where are you?"
"Are you perhaps feeling bored and want to go out?"
She frowned. How would she know what to answer first when he keeps on asking her things?!
She was still typing when the waitress called her attention. Hindi niya namalayang siya na pala ang sunod sa pila. Ibinulsa niya ang phone at saka hinarap ang waitress.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Comrades in Action: Chase Vonn Book 6
RomantizmChase Vonn couldn't remember anything other than the memory of a cold dark ocean enveloping him whole... the darkness and coldness suffocating him... Death is all he could feel and every night, his dreams never failed to make him remember that same...
