They both shocks to what I said. What’s the shocking on it? I am gonna show later that looks of shocks.
"So, the one you’re referring that your husband is Attorney Vladimir? Am I right?" Atty. Rodriguez Asked and he laughs.
What’s going on?
"Yes." I answered. That attorney Vladimir reaction doesn’t want to believe me and at the same wants to believe me. He is fighting with his thoughts and there’s visible shockness in his expression.
"Wow. You're married, man. You didn't invite me, huh.” Rodriquez stated and congratulated us.
I face Rodriquez, “I apologize Atty if we didn’t invited you. We’re planning to but we’re on tight budget and we’re savings for the future our kids and taking out of foods is not allowed that’s why we decided not to invite friends and strangers.” I shyly and apologetically said.
Instead being offended to what I said he laughs softly.
"Wait.” Kienzo said when he remembered something. “What advice?” He asked confusely. “ Me? I'm not talking to her?" He asked Rodriquez.
Rodriquez, laughed again. "Yes Atty. Vladimir.” He answered in amusment. “ She's my client she told me that you are talking to her and ignoring her presence the whole day. Don’t do that attorney Vladimir, you are newly wed you should take a vacation or honeymoon.” He smiled different. There’s a message on his smile. What does he mean?
Atty. Rodriquez rang he answered it. He distance himself from us when he answered the caller and he came back immediately.
"I'm sorry, so you're not my client? My client is here." He asked me and I nod at him shyly.
"I sit there to take a rest, hehe.” I comb my hair.
"Oh, I see. I need to go. My real client is here." He bid his goodbye.
"Hey. Miss." He sneaked his arm on my waist and I hold on his chest. He smelled differently. He smelled like a coins and a carrots. I like his dollars smells because he have a lot of money.
"So, you're my wife?" He asked in amusement and there’s a playful smile plaster in his lips.
"Oo noh!we got married yesterday!." I made him remember that event of yesterday.
He smirked at me.
"So, if we're married where is your ring?" He look at my ring finger.
“You told me that you’re going to buy a ring for us!” I snickered.
"Oh, I see. Did you know that I can sue you for telling everyone that you are my wife?" He gave me a sweet smile, that’s not a sweet smile. That smile have a hidden agenda.
"Do I look like I am liar?! I don’t lie! Your brain have a cough!” I shouted at him. He is making me mad and I feel like I am going to have a lot of wrinkles whenever I am talking to him. He made me feel stress.
He laughs like a crazy mad man.
"Ok. Ok. I'm sorry. Let's go to my office." He pulled me in his office.
When we entered his office.
Wait, why there’s something different? Why the things became different?
“How many office do you have?" I asked him as I entered his office. This office is far different from the other one and it speaks the personality of the person using this office.
I came to the window part and I think we are in the different side of this building. I am seeing the beach from here.
"I own this." He answered shortly and got something from the rock of the drawer.
I look again at the four corner of this room. There’s another room, why I did not notice it earlier?
I smelled a wine I look at him and he busy pouring the wine glass.
"Drinking is not prohibited here?" He pour the two glass.
"I am going to sit, okay?."
He poured the glass.
"A lot of women are chasing me and giving me a motive. So, I can sue you for claiming that you are my wife." He gave me the glass with a wine on it and he smiled at me dangerously. His aura became dangerous unlike a while ago.
"Sue? You suepot." I snickered. "Hay! It’s up to you if you don’t want to believe me. I don’t care and I won’t force you." I rolled my eyes on him and I accept the glass he gave to me. "And I am going to leave if our papers are okay so that I can show it to my family as evidence.” I drink the wine.
"I want more!" I demand and I showed him the empty glass. He poured my glass without any second thought.
"What's with your father?" He sat in front of me.
He cross his legs and look at me intimidating.
"I won't repeat myself. I already told you about that thing. "I drink again and I close my eyes deeply when I taste the bitter taste.
"When did we get married?" He is interviewing me.
"Yesterday morning. We sign a papers together forever." I answered him and he stop from drinking. I got his attention.
I don’t what kind of drink of that or he put something, I feel dizzy and and sleepy at the same time.
I came closer to him and I hold on his strong arm. "Kiss me. You let me sign a papers yet you didn’t kiss me. I deserve a kiss.” I pouted and I came closer to him more.
He held my arm to stop me from what I am doing.
Hinawakan niya ako sa braso para mapigilan.
"C’monn, Kiss me. Mwa! mwa! Mwaaa! tsup! tsup! Kiss me, kiss with a sound." I Demand.
I close my eyes.
I am so sleepy.
"Brother!" I heard someone shouted and I wasn’t able to look at him because I drown in sleeping.
That man is a bastard! He is making my head burn and boiled my blood. He made me drunk yet he didn’t take responsibility of me. I wake up and I am already in a bed and I woke up without him in my side.
He left me again.
"What sis? Do you want go with me? I know a part time job." Bolat told me.
I lean on the table.
"I got fired again from my previous work." I updated him. How many did I lost a job?
“I knew right.” He said with a attitude on me and he even rolled his eyes. Flirty gay! Hmmp!
"I don’t have money and I don’t know how can I pay my liabilities.” I blurted out the truth. Another problem. Problems are keep on upgrading they won’t go and choose your problems.
The bank of the universe is already calling for how many times. I haven’t paid for the last five months. I already hide and run that’s why I have a lot of liabilities and I don’t have permanent work.
"I don’t know to you, you are like a criminal who keeps on hiding and running. There’s no company that is gonna hire because you already have a bad record. Even fast foods chain won’t accept you.” How support my friend is. He is slapping the truth in my face.
We are here in a BGC drinking a lemon juice and coffee.
I sip on the lemon juice that he bought for me.
"I know a part time. They need waitress in a bar. Are you in? That a wasted if you don’t want. It’s just a one night and of the manager likes your performance they can hire you on higher position. You can be a full time.” He said while drinking on his coffee and looking around.
There’s a lot of sports car here.
"Even though I have a lot liabilities I won’t sell my body!, nuh." I glared at him.
Atty is there for me and I gonna grab the chance that he is kind and helping me. Or maybe I can borrow a money on him! Joke! He might break up on me when he found out that I have a lot liabilities. Every bank knows about me. How sad life is.
I’ll just gonna borrow to Weltry.
"You are too advance! It needs waitress and besides," he looks at me from head to toe and to my chest, “your boy is good and you need a clear face. Your pimples makes you ugly and dirtier looking. Hmm, it is fine. Afterall they only wants a body.” My eyes widened on what he said about me.
He insulted me. We are really friends, we are good when it comes to insulting others.
I slap him on his chest.
“Ouchy! Sister my boobs!” He acted like he hurt.” He groaned in pain.
“Did you know, if my friends,” I pointed at my pimples all over my face, “my face became clear, soft and glowing you will forget that you are gay!” I said while gritting my teeth.
What are their problems with my pimples? I am still beautiful with or without them. Maybe, this pimples of mine are the reason why people are noticing me.
I am walking back in the condo alone in the late night. The condo is near in that BGC so I can afford to walk and I saving money. I need to save more. Every scents are important. I am thinking deeply while I am walking under the moon and stars.
I'm thinking about my life, about everyone's life and comparing my life to them.
It is so hard to be broke financially and live alone. It is so hard to live in a not so wealthy family. How I wish I was a rich kid so I never experience this kind of life.
It’s so hard to become a human, sometimes I wanna be a tweety bird.
I wanna be a bird own by Kiki so I know how to be taken care of by him.
I stop from walking when a black van stops in front of me.
I’m just standing here and I am waiting someone to get out of that van.
I saw a heels in a road and a soft legs.
I slowly look at the woman in front of me.
There’s a body guard on her side.
I smiled bitterly. She became more beautiful and stunning in that maroon dress. She even looks rich. I envy her because she is lucky.
My eyes move to her face.
I accidentally didn’t recognize her beauty. It’s been a long time since I saw. Her physical appearance really change a lot. How she is? And how she had been in those past years?
I miss her.
"H-huan." I mention her name.
She raise her eyebrow at me
"My dear sister." She sarcastically said.
Her lipstick is so thick, does her lips wedge in the door? Her earrings are too long and big and suit her. She looks prostitute but she’s beautiful.
"Huana." I happily mention her name, "how are you? I never saw you since you get married. You became more beautiful.." I said like we were a close.
I am older than her and she’s also my biological sister but we are in a good relationships.
She looks at me from head to toe and her gaze stops from my face and she looks so dirty while looking at me. My pimples again. I know, people are always noticing and commenting about my pimples but it doesn’t less my confidence. They are just a pimples and I am me, pimples doesn’t define me.
"You look poor in your outfit.” She commented. I am wearing my old favorite t shirt and there’s a hole in the armpit area, and I hope no one notice about that thing. I am also wearing a old slippers. “You are so ugly. You have a of pimples. It is dirty.”
The sweetest smile in my lips vanish when she said those words. It’s fine, I am used to that kind of judgement because how I look. And she’s not the only one who said that I am ugly, they are a lot and my sister is one of them.
They told me that I am beautiful but I have pimples.
At least I am still pretty even I have a lot of pimples. If my pimples remove you all regret your names.
"I forgot, when did you become beautiful?" She mocked at me.
"At least I am still pretty even I have them, how about you? Are you still pretty without that make up of yours?" I delivered it a joke way but she took it seriously. I do not want to offend her.