Chapter Fifty-three

Not a ridiculous coincidence, not even a nauseous twist and a confusing turn but a crazy destiny.

Fate. Serendipity. Destiny.

Sa ikalawang picture, parehong senaryo, still in a not so clear resolution maybe because of their tinted window… the bus' window, I was there again, wearing a different clothes than the first one. Only this time, I wasn't sleeping at the picture, I was actually looking back, it was as if I knew that I was being captured.

I remembered an instance while riding on a bus and staring at those cars tinted windows looking for comfort. Who would have thought that… I was just staring at BTS car before? Maiintindihan ko pa kung isang beses lang nangyari, kung isang beses niya lang ako nakita at na-engganyo lang siyang kuhanan ang isang tulog na pasahero ng bus, maiintindihan ko pero… pero dalawang beses nangyari, sa magkaibang oras pa at magkaibang pagkakataon.

Nakakapagtaka na ngang isipin na magkahilera ang mga sinasakyan namin sa kalagitnaan ng traffic, ang mangyari pa kaya iyon sa pangalawang pagkakataon? Just how rare was that? Just how high was the possibility of him seeing me again, in a same transportation vehicle, at a different time?

"Yah! Fate! Fate!" biglang sabi ni Hoseok na sumingit sa mga iniisip ko.

In that case, I couldn't argue. It might be just a lucky coincidence that I got Jimin's attention while they were still here in the Philippines before. Yes, that could be just a very lucky coincidence but meeting him for the second time in Seoul was what they called… crazy fate. Hirap na nga akong kumbinsihin ang sarili kong posible kami, na puwede kami, tapos may ganito pa lang pangyayari.

Maybe, fate failed at its first attempt, dahil natutulog ako, sa pangalawang subok ay may tinted window ang naghahadlang sa aming dalawa ni Jimin para magkita so para hindi na ito mabigo sa pangatlong attempt… Ang pagkikita namin ni Jimin sa Seoul noon ay nakatakda nang mangyari, planned, destined, fated as they termed it.

Maybe, he was really made for me, maybe I was really made for him. I was damn sure of it now. Damn sure. This wasn't a dream anymore, this was fate.

"Jimin…" I lowly whined as I softly pulled him into a hug. Niyakap ko siya ng sobrang higpit dahil matagal-tagal din kaming magkakalayo. I felt him stiffen for a while but just a second later, his arms instinctively wrapped around me, hugging me in a more tight embrace.

Nanubig ang mga mata ko, hindi dahil sa lungkot kung hindi dahil sa saya. Right now, I was more than overwhelmed. Kung alam ko lang noon pa man na nag-e-exist na ako sa mga mata ni Jimin, baka mas napa-aga ang pagkikita namin.

Crap! How could this be possible? Totoo ba ito?

"You already captured my attention the first time I saw you sleeping prettily in that bus…" Jimin said near my ear, his hot breath fanning my neck before continuing. "And you captured my interest the second time I saw you just when you stared back." His lips found my skin. Mas humigpit ang yakap ko sa kaniya dahil sa mga sinasabi niya.

Crap, I was smitten! I was deeply and madly in love!

"The third time, you already shook my world when you appeared right in front of my eyes trying to run through a closing elevator, it was like, you gave life to my every dreams about you." He continued as he gently caressed my back.

Mariin akong pumikit dahil hindi kinakaya ng puso ko ang lahat ng mga sinasabi niya. Sobrang saya ko, dahil ngayon, hindi lang assurance ang binigay niya sa akin, he also showed me that in this relationship, we would both grip tight, hold on and never let go.

"Eventually, you managed take control of my heart when I got to know you more because I am so in love with you now," pagtatapos niya saka ko muling naramdaman ang marahang pagdampi ng mga labi niya sa leeg ko.

Noon, madalas kong isipin kung darating pa ba ang pagkakataong mararanasan ko rin ang parehong nararanasan ng mga bidang babae sa mga K-Drama'ng napapanood ko. No, I wasn't curious about getting a perfect man like those Oppas but the part where those female leads got to fall in love, wanting to protect the man of their lives and giving their all. And maybe, this was that part. The part of falling in love deeply, wanting to protect the person I loved to the point that I could give everything.

At gaya nga ng sabi ko noon, hindi ko nakikita ang sarili kong magmamahal ng iba bukod kay Jimin.

This phase, the fall, the deepness, the intensity, the overflowing love, these would only be for Jimin. He would always be my greatest love. He would always be my beautiful dream that came true.

"Crap, Jimin. I'm in love, deeply in love with you too," sagot ko sa kaniya.

"I think I'm deeper in love," he whispered, enough for me to hear the loudest beats of his heart syncing with mine.

We just hugged each other for a couple of minutes until Namjoon had to pull Jimin away from me since their flight was now being called. They needed to be extra careful since they were all a public figure. Mabuti na lang at kaunti lang ang tao at wala namang nakakapansin sa kanila.

They all had their full disguise.

"I w-will miss you," ani Jimin sa ikasampung beses na yata. He stood just a foot away from me but Namjoon was still holding his polo from behind because he had been trying to reach for me.

"Oh sure, Jimin-ssi. You'll miss her! Of course!" Namjoon sarcastically told him, rolling his eyes that I just mentally laughed off.

Hindi niya pinansin si Namjoon at ngumuso sa akin. His eyes dancing in both irritation and sadness. "I will call often. Make sure to keep your phone r-reachable," he said, voice demanding yet pampering.

Hinawakan ko ang mga pisngi niya at ipinokus sa akin ang tingin niya. I wanted to make him feel that we could get through this together. Distance wasn't a big deal. I wanted to make him feel that we could survive this.

"I will. I will, Jimin. I will call you too. It's fine. We'll be fine. Okay? Hm?" sabi ko sa kaniya habang hinahaplos ang pisngi niya.

He then smiled. And that was all I needed to be able to send him off quietly. We both needed to be strong. At gusto kong makita siyang masayang tinatahak ang daan ng mga pangarap niya, siguro, makakaya ko naman.  Siyempre, kaya ko. Kaya namin.

The other members hugged me too one by one. They all showered me reminders to always take care of myself. They filled me with their unending 'see you's.

Luckily, miraculously I might add, I managed to send them off peacefully. I managed to send Jimin off without showing him how I badly wanted him to stay. Nagawa kong pigilan ang sarili ko na huwag siyang paalisin. That would be so immature of me since it was me who convinced them to go back to Korea.

I just wished them a safe trip home.

["Where are you, 'nak? Your Tita Zia is already looking for you. Hindi mo naman siguro kinalimutan ang ipinangako mo sa akin, 'di ba?"] My mother's never-ending nagging again.

I carefully maneuvered the wheel to park my car on the lane beside Cadija's Sweets. Pinatay ko ang makina ng sasakyan bago ko dinampot ang phone kong nasa dashboard kung saan kausap ko si Mamang. "Mang, I'm on my way. Can't I be late? Mag-da-drive na lang po ako para mas mabilis akong makarating," sagot ko kay Mamang habang bumababa ng sasakyan.

["Is that so? Okay, okay. Ingat sa pag-da-drive. Your cousins are here too."] Her tone slowed down, getting the assurance that I was coming.

"I will. Ibababa ko na po. See you later, Mang." Ako na ang tumapos ng tawag dahil baka mamaya, mahanap ko na lang ang sarili kong pumapayag na sunduin niya. She was really so persistent, her convincing power wasn't a joke.

Bumili ako ng cake na i-uuwi ko sa bahay. Of course, I needed to use one of my cards, hindi ko puwedeng gamitin ang ATM ko dahil may ilang buwan pa ang natitira bago ako magkasahod ulit.

Habang nag-da-drive ako sa kahabaan ng Roxas Boulevard ay hindi ko maiwasang isipin si Jimin. Magdadalawang oras na ang lumipas nang sumakay sila ng eroplano, by now ay nasa himpapawid pa rin sila, at magdadalawang oras pa lang since ng magkahiwalay kami pero miss ko na siya agad.

Don't worry, Hanselle. Many couples have survived long distance relationship. Makakaya niyong dalawa iyon. My inner Goddess consoled me.

Sinalubong ako ng maingay na bahay nang makarating ako. Familiar faces surprised me and the familiar awkward feeling started creeping within me for the people in our house. Papang had only three siblings. Kasama roon si Tita Zia na siyang bunso at siyang dahilan kung bakit may okasyon ngayon. Kagaya ko, middle child din si Papang at siya ang sumunod kay Tito Brian na siyang panganay. Si Tita Rain naman ang sumunod kay Papang at pumapangalawang bunso.

So all in all, there were four families here at Ursula Mansion, all both from my father's side dahil wala namang kapatid si Mamang.

I couldn't remember the last time we had gathered like this. Hindi ko close ang mga pinsan ko, lahat sila, mapababae man o lalaki. Siguro dahil hindi ko naman madalas nakakasama ang mga ito o sadyang hindi lang talaga ako mahilig makihalubilo.

Natuwa ako nang makita ang regalong pasalubong sa akin ni Tita Zia nang makarating ako sa kuwarto ko. Nasa ibabaw ng kama ko ang isang maliit na rose gold ribboned box at sa hitsura pa lang nito at sa logong naka-ukit dito, nagniningning na ang mga mata ko.

"That's for you!" Tita Zia squealed behind me.

Agad kong nilapitan ang kama ko at dinampot ang pamilyar na box. Of course, of course I knew this box. Matagal ko nang hinihingi kay Papang na kuhanan niya ako nito pero dahil busy siya at sa Europe lang naman mahahanap ang tulad nito, hindi niya ako mapagbigyan.

And crap! This was a limited edition brand!

"Tell me… tell me Tita, this isn't a new released product," I said, panicking in happiness. Nanginginig ang mga kamay kong hawak ang box.

"Actually, yes. And there's only three of that around the world," Tita answered giddily, sharing the same wave of happiness.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you so much, Tita!" Napatalon ako sa sobrang saya at napa-ikot pa ako sabay yakap sa kaniya.

The last time I wanted this so much, naubusan ako. Why would Hanoff only release watches for a very small quantity? Kung hindi tig-limang piraso sa isang product, tig-tatlo naman. Because it was a one of a kind brand. Madalas, pinag-aagawan ng mga sikat na Hollywood celebrities ang bawat limited edition ng Hanoff. At ayaw ko nang alamin pa ang halaga ng relong ito.

"I knew you would be like this," natatawang sabi niya habang hinahaplos ang likod ko.

I might not close with my cousins but I had this great bond with my uncles and aunties. Naaalala ko nga noon, sa tuwing pinagagalitan ang mga pinsan ko dahil sa pagpapasaway sa mga reunions namin, their parents would scold them and compare them to me.

Ako kasi ay uupo lang sa isang tabi at mananahimik. Promise, I was not weird, I was normal. Hindi lang siguro ako nabiyayaan ng hyper-bones, kung may ganoon man. Though I wouldn't argue how awkward and boring my life was because I knew.

Nalaman kong branded bag mula sa Europe ang natanggap ni Holly kay Tita Zia habang si Kuya Haynes ay kagaya ko, relo rin ang natanggap, different brand though.

Ramdam na ramdam ko ang cold treatment sa akin ni Holly habang nagkakamustuhan kanina hanggang sa hapag. I wanted to make it up to her. Kahit naman masungit talaga siya ay hindi ako sanay na hindi niya ako pinapansin. We could be the best sisters when we were not like this. Madalas kaming magkasundo sa maraming bagay… isa na roon ang pag-pa-fan girl sa BTS kaya malamang iniisip niya kung bakit bigla akong nagbago noon.

Nang matapos akong kumain ay iniwan ko muna ang lahat sa hapag-kainan para puntahan si Holly. Nauna kasi siyang matapos kumain. She excused herself and went to her room. Dumireto muna ako sa kuwarto ko at kinuha ko ang dala kong paper bag.

I just hoped… I just hoped this would make her happy.

I softly knocked on the door of her room.

"Come in!~" Narinig kong sigaw niya mula sa loob kaya pumasok na ako. I saw her on her leisure space, sitting on the couch while busy playing with her phone, headphones around her head.

Sumimangot siya nang makita ako. She harshly pulled the headphones off her head and glared at me that made me stop on my tracks. Galit pa rin talaga siya sa akin dahil sa ginawa ko noon.

"What do you need? Don't you dare get near my BTS stuff!" Agad niya akong sininghalan.

Napansin kong puno na ulit ng mga mas recent posters ng BTS ang dingding ng leisure space niya. Mayroon pa siyang Jungkook standee sa may gilid ng couch at sa tabi ng magazine stand niya.

I sighed deeply. Right, Hanselle. Bare with it. It's all your fault anyway.

"Hindi ko na uulitin iyong ginawa ko, Holly," mahina kong sabi sa kaniya, letting her know that I wanted to reconcile with her.

"Then why are you here?!" She growled, still angry. Naglakad ako palapit sa kaniya. Her eyes never leaving me, it was as if she was ready for every single move I would make. Para bang isang maling galaw ko lang and she would beat the hell out of me.

Seriously, why did I have such a scary brother and sister?!

"Here," saad ko at nang makalapit ako sa kaniya ay inabot ko sa kaniya ang dala kong paper bag kung nasaan ang reconciliation pay ko sa kaniya, at kapalit na rin ng mga BTS stuff niyang sinira ko.

Nagtatakang tiningnan niya ito, eyes still raging. Umayos siya ng pagkaka-upo niya sa couch at ibinaba mula sa leeg ang headphones sa gilid niya maging ang phone niya. "What's that?" Her voice toned down a bit.

Ngumuso ako saka alinlangang ngumiti. "I'm paying off my mistakes to you. I hope this will do," sagot ko sabay sulyap sa hawak kong paper bag.

Inabot niya ang paper bag at sinilip ang laman. Her eyes immediately twinkled as her mouth instantly gaped. Inilabas niya mula sa paper bag ang isang signed album ng BTS. That was for ruining her signed BTS albums. Mind you, the one I got for her was the most recent album of BTS. If she wanted, I could also get her a signed album of BTS in their upcoming comeback.

"Oh my gosh…" she uttered unbelievably, in a breaking but almost in a whisper voice.

I didn't know what had she been doing in all those fan meetings and signing events she had gone to just to get her BTS stuff signed but I hoped, I hoped I made it up to her.

Ibinalik niya ang album at inilabas naman ngayon ang isang rolled poster. Isinabit niya sa wrist niya ang paper bag bago binuksan ang poster para makita. It was not exactly the same as the poster she had before, the one I destroyed but I could guarantee her that this one was a lot more better because it was made for her. It had her name with BTS signatures. And there was a lot of posters, individual posters of BTS members, inside the paper bag.

Was I forgiven?

She looked at me in a teary eyes. Parang kinurot ang puso kong makita siyang naluluha sa tuwa dahil sa sobrang paghanga niya sa BTS. I hoped I could make a chance to let her meet them. I wanted her to meet them.

"Ateee!" She whined as she jumped me a hug. Halos matumba kaming pareho dahil hindi ko inaasahang dadambahin niya ako ng yakap, mabuti na lang at nai-atras ko kaagad ang isa kong paa para suportahan ang bigat namin.

I took it as a yes, I guessed I was forgiven.

"Hm, Holly, don't get surprised but there's still a very special stuff inside the paper bag," sabi ko sa kaniya nang maalalang may mas mahalagang bagay pa sa loob ng paper bag na hindi niya pa nakikita at panigurado, mas ikatutuwa niya.

Bumitaw siya sa yakap at hinanap sa loob ang tinutukoy ko. Kumunot ang noo niya nang ma-ilabas niya ang isang USB drive in a form of a black Kumamon. Kay Yoongi ang flash drive na iyon kaya nawirduhan ako nang malamang may ganoon ka-cute na bagay siyang pag-aari.

"I need you to breathe first," natatawang sabi ko sa kaniya.

My sister was a die-hard fan. I didn't know how would she take it if she watched the special video greeting that BTS had prepared for her. Baka himatayin na itong kapatid ko at malalagot talaga ako sa mga magulang namin. Napaka-paranoid pa naman ni Mamang.

"What's this, Ate?" Holly asked, confused as she examined the flash drive on her hand.

I chuckled. "Just in case you didn't know, Holly, that's a flash drive," pagbibiro ko sa kaniya habang dinadala siya sa isang corner ng kuwarto niya kung nasaan ang personal computer niya.

"Tss. That's so informative, Ate." She made a face, not really aware of the thing inside the flash drive.

Iginaya ko siyang maupo sa swivel chair niya. I moved the mouse to wake the sleeping screen up. Kinuha ko mula sa kaniya ang flash drive at isinaksak sa CPU. We waited until it fully installed. Lumabas ang isang file drive so I opened it since iisang file lang ang nandoon. I moved the curser to that video file.

"Holly, I need you to calm down first," sabi ko bago pindutin ang mouse.

"I'm calm, Ate Hanselle. Just go open it," sabi niya, tipong hindi na rin makapaghintay. She just didn't have any idea what was in the file.

And so I opened it. Lumitaw ang BTS, naka-upo at nagsisiksikan sa familiar na couch ng bahay nila. Si Namjoon ang nasa pinakagitna, sa parehong tabi niya ay sina Jin at Yoongi. The leader happily waved at the camera, his deep dimple having a very gorgeous appearance.

"Wait! Wait, Ate! Pause it!" sigaw ni Holly na agad ko namang sinunod.

"BTS ito, 'di ba?!" she screamed in her high-pitched tone. Nanlalaki ang mga matang nakatingala siya sa akin dahil nakatayo ako sa likod niya.

"Obviously, yes," I casually answered her.

"Oh my gosh! What's this fifteen-second video?! Tungkol saan ito, Ate?!" hindi magkaunda-ugagang tanong niya habang nagpapalipat-lipat sa akin at sa screen ang tingin niya.

Bumuntong-hininga ako. "Panonoorin ba natin o maghuhulahaan na lang tayo?" tanong ko sakaniya dahil nangangalay na ang hintuturo kong nasa mouse.

"Wait! I'm not ready!" She squealed in her seat, both taking in and out harsh breaths. Paulit-ulit niya ring pinaypayan ang sarili niya gayong napakalamig nga rito sa kuwarto niya. At nang sa tingin ko ay ready na siya, siya na mismo ang nag-play ng video.

"Hi Holly! We are the BTS!" Namjoon enthusiastically said, still waving at the camera with that sweet smile.

I remembered them having many takes just to perfect this video greeting. And I couldn't believe that after being a mess behind the camera, they managed to make a very neat video like this. This was actually the very first time I was watching this. Si Yoongi kasi ang nag-prepare nito. He filed it in a flash drive and gave it to me. Hindi ko na pinanood dahil napanood ko naman ang pagpi-film nila.

"We want to thank you for supporting us. For being an ARMY. We wish you good health and happiness," patuloy na sabi ni Namjoon. Habang sinasabi niya iyon ay nagsisitanguan ang lahat at sumasang-ayon sa kaniya. "Dul! Set!" aniyang muli sabay kumpas ng kamay na madalas niyang ginagawa kapag sabay-sabay silang magsasalita.

"Thank you very much!" They all chorused before doing a slight bow just as the video ended with them waving.

Hinintay ko ang reaction ng kapatid ko. Ilang minuto na ang nakakalipas pero tahimik pa rin siya kaya binalingan ko siya. Nakatulala lang siya sa screen ng computer niya at mukhang pinoproseso pa ang napanood niya.

"Hey!" I nudged her to stir her from her stance.

"ATEEE!" She screamed, exploding my eardrums. Tumayo siya at nagtatalon habang sumisigaw pa rin. Mabuti na lang soundproof ang mga silid dito sa bahay dahil baka anong isipin ng mga tao sa baba kapag narinig nila siyang nagkikisay sa kilig dito. "OH MY GOSH! I JUST DIED! I JUST DIED!"

"Holly, stop," natatawang saway ko sa kaniya.

Lumapit siya sa akin at inipit ako sa mahigpit na yakap habang nagtatatalon pa rin siya sa kilig. "YOU'RE THE BEST, ATE!" aniya.

I chuckled while jumping with her. I really wanted to make her happy in exchange of the weird behavior I had showed her. It was my mistake, I would admit. Kaya nga ako bumabawi e.

"Well, anything for my Holly," sagot ko sa kaniya saka siya nginitian ng matamis.

Nang huminto siya ay tinitigan niya ako. Ang mga mata ay puno ng kuryosidad ngunit naroon pa rin ang kislap na dulot ng BTS sa kaniya. "Are you managing a fan club of BTS?" she asked me confusedly.

Natigilan ako. "No…" sagot ko.

"Then how did you get this?" she asked again. I knew she would ask me this question that was why I had prepared little lies to feed her. Sobrang dami ko ng kasalanan pero hindi ko naman puwedeng sabihin sa kapatid ko na…

'Holly, that's one of the perks of being Jimin's girlfriend.'

So…

"Well, I just need to exert an extra effort while using connections. Hindi na mahalaga iyon, Holly. Ano, okay na ba tayo?" I told her as I changed the topic. Tumatango-tango siya sa mga sinabi ko at sa huli ay malapad siyang ngumiti sa akin. Muli niya akong tinalon ng yakap.

"More than okay!" she beamed. "Gosh, maiinggit ang mga co-admins ko kapag nakita nila ito! You know, we're kind of in a frenzy right now, ilang araw na kasing walang update tungkol sa BTS, wala na rin masyadong ARMY bombs."

I had been smiling for an hour because my cousins had been dragging me into their picture taking. At sumasakit na ang bibig ko dahil sa matagal na matagal na pagkakangiti.

"Hanselle, selfie tayo!" tawag sa akin ni Naomi matapos kong ngumiti sa isang groufie with my other cousins. Hindi pa man ako nakakasagot ay hinila na niya ako at pinangiti sa phone niya. And so I did.

Alas-otso na ng gabi pero napaka-ingay pa rin ng bahay. My parents had to open the pool area because some of my boy cousins requested it. Balak kasi nilang mag-mini-party. It was supposed to be just a mini-party for boys but the girls tagged along, leaving the boys with no choice.

I was even kind of surprised when I heard one of BTS' famous rock songs being played.

Tuwang-tuwa ang mga pinsan kong lalaki habang nagbabasaan ng tubig sa pool samantalang wala namang ibang ginawa ang mga babae kung hindi ang mag-picture taking lang.

"Perfect!" ani Naomi matapos naming mag-selfie. She left me immediately, ni hindi ko pa nakikita iyong picture namin. She couldn't tag me on any social sites since I had deactivated my social accounts.

I still needed to create again for Jimin.

Nasa kalagitnaan ako ng panonood sa mga pinsan kong nagsasaya nang maramdaman kong nagba-vibrate ang phone ko sa bulsa ng suot kong faded ripped jeans. I fished out my phone. My lips immediately stretched into a sweet smile when I saw the caller ID. Lumayo ako sa pool area at pumasok sa tahimik na parte ng bahay.

Nasa living room ang mga oldies at nagkakaroon ng sarili nilang kasiyahan kaya sa hallway patungo sa kitchen ako huminto. The hallway was pretty deserted and cleared since all of them were having a party. Sumandal ako sa dingding at humarap sa dingding na puno ng iba't ibang klase ng portrait ng pamilya.

"Jimin!" I giggled excitedly as I answered the call. Kanina ko pa siya gustong tawagan pero hindi ako makakuha ng timing dahil sa mga pinsan ko.

["Misseu! I miss you already!"] The first thing he told me.

Halos maglupasay ako sa kilig nang marinig ko ang boses niya. Crap, how could he manage to pound my insides even with just his voice? Kung puwede ko lang siyang hilahin palabas ng phone para makasama ko siya. Kung puwede lang…

"I miss you too. How's your flight?" I casually told him, trying to hide the clingy part in me. My eyes darted to a portrait where I was together with my siblings. Napapagitnaan ako nina Kuya Haynes at Holly… for an instance, I got intimidated by how my brother fiercely stared.

["We arrived safely. We will be attending a live broadcast tonight,"] sagot niya kasabay ng isang mahabang buntong-hininga.

Kinagat ko ang pang-ibabang labi ko. Agad? Bakit agad-agad naman? Couldn't they rest first? Galing sila sa biyahe at dapat ay nagpapahinga sila ngayon.

"But you should be resting for now…" bulong ko sa malungkot na tono. "You'll do well right? What channel is it? I'll watch it," sabi ko. Inilayo ko ang mga mata ko sa larawan namin at itinuon na lang sa kawalan.

["Y-You'll watch?"] He stuttered from the other line. Naisip kong baka pagod siya at sana ay inilalaan na lang niya ang oras na ito sa pahinga dahil may live show pala sila mamaya.

"Yes. For you," sagot ko para i-cheer siya. Ilang saglit siyang nanahimik. I could hear voices from his line and his heavy yet silent breathes. Siguro ay kasama niya ang mga kaibigan niya. They actually should really be resting now. "Jimin?" untag ko dahil sa tagal ng pananahimik niya.

["I don't want you to watch,"] he spilled the bomb after of his long silence. Niyanig nito ang isipan ko at nagdulot ng gulo… litong estado sa buong sistema ko.

Bakit ayaw niya akong manood?