Eumoirous (ICS #1)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Never

"Nana, grabe na talaga ang inimprove ng Isla,noh?" I said in awe.

Nana chuckled at my statement. "Hija, naniniwala ako na marami pang mararating ang isla natin. Sana nga ay maraming maengganyong bumisita sa isla natin."

"Of course, Nana! I'm promoting the island on my social media accounts. I also sent some pictures to my cousins sa Manila," I said to her while twirling my fork around my Carbonara.

We're dining at Castillas. Kasama ko ngayon sa isang table-for-three sina Nana at Dada. Ipinasyal nila ako kanina sa boulevard at laking gulat ko nang makitang sementado na ang kahabaan ng Vasco boulevard!

Since medyo padilim na kami roon pumunta, I could spot some groups of people chatting while looking at the see. My god! I also saw some lovers who, I guess, were dating there. Well, what could I say? The sea breeze and the moon-lit ocean makes it a seemingly perfect place to date.

Of course, I didn't forgot to take picture-- which I immediately uploaded on Instagram. At himala yata, wala man lang nag-flood likes diyan katulad noong kanina. Speaking of which!

That devil! 'Di ako makapag-reply agad sa sinend niya... All along he made me think of something else! Or maybe I was too assuming? Bakit hindi ko man lang nga ba kasi nahalata na 'yung shots pala ng baranggay iyon kanina.

What is it to you naman, Rhelle? I shouldn't have just mind nung nag-flood likes siya. I mean, sanay naman na akong maraming gumagawa noon, kahit mga hindi ko kilala. Some would even DM me, saying that they idolize me, greeting me on occassion, and sometimes even asking how to be me!

Well, of course, hindi naman sila lahat narereplyan ko. Lalo na ang mga paparazzis! Gosh, for all I know, scoop lang naman tungkol kay Mommy ang gusto nilang malaman. Why not just contact her directly? Kailangan pa talagang abalahin ako.

Habang nag-iisip ay isinubo ko na ang Carbonara ko. Nana and Dada were also busy chatting. I couldn't help but notice the subtle glimmers in their eyes. They still haven't lost their spark, huh?

Emilio Gonzales was a former policeman. Tutal, iyon ang ginusto ng mga magulang na kunin niyang kurso sa kolehiyo. He endured the trainings and qualifications para lamang makapasok sa PNP. Unfortunately, he couldn't take the politics and dirty works inside the headquarters. If only Dada turned an eye against the corruption, he would've remained in the uniform and possible even have a higher ranking.

But no, Emilio Gonzales couldn't just quietly stand by. His principles and virtues just wouldn't let him be at peace. Especially when Criselda Isidoro came to the scene. She was a daughter of a candidate for Congressman, who was shot and the criminal is still at looses.

She was weeping at the precinct asking if the police could dig further in the case. Emilio knew that the higher-ups knew something. It was already a week after the shooting. Something was certainly up, however it was only kept within themselves. Seeing the fragile and cold Criselda awakened something inside him.

Ganito ba kalala ang korupsyon na kayang mapagtakpan ang mga maysala? Tanong ni Emilio sa sarili niya. Every now and then, Criselda would come back to the precinct, with her lawyer. However, everytime he would see her again, mukhang nanghihina na ito at nawawalan ng pag-asa. Narinig niya mula sa kapuwa pulis na unti unti na rin daw na kinukuha ang nga ari-arian ng pamilya nito bilang pambayad sa mga ginastos para sa kampanya.