Kabanata 3
Kabanata 3
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BULLET
Can you believe this bullshit's happening to me?
I left the man alone in his office, unconscious after I slammed the telephone on his head.
I've lost my composure! How could I ever let that happen?
Pulling my dress down and brushing my messy blonde away from my face, I went outside. I looked for them and saw them talking while laughing.
"Have you see her face?" Claudine asked. "She looked whipped!"
Jayden smirked, "imagine her face after finding out that's her target."
I stilled. My eyes sharpened.
They knew. They knew and didn't tell me. They knew and let me be. Now their reactions earlier made sense.
Tumalikod ako mula sa kanila at 'di na tumuloy.
What was that, Bullet? Disappointed? What? You think they're your friends? There's no such thing like that. In this field, you could only have enemy and foes.
Friends are bullshit. What did I even expect? That those years we've worked together was something? That finally I had some people who'd look after my back?
No, it was only I who could look after me. Not that it needed looking. I could just die right there and then and no one will care. No one will mourn but I know some would applaud.
Pasimple kong inabot ang maliit na kutsilyo sa bar counter habang nakikipag-usap ang bartender sa kasama at inipit sa pagitan ng pouch at sikmura.
The bouncer greeted me again when I got out but I couldn't look at him, even a pretend smile was hard.
I picked up my phone and texted the HQ to wiped the CCTV footage inside the bar and looked around.
I won't ride with them. I don't have my bike either.
I heard groans of pain, I followed it with my gaze and saw men—probably some rich kids bullying another one or some gangsters around.
I noticed expensive and shining sports car near them but my eyes got stuck in a very handsome big bike.
My lip twitched and looked for the helmet.
Naglakad ako palapit sa mga lalaki at napansing tama nga ang hinala.
It was some damn rich kids punching some poor guy. Bumaba ang tingin ko sa lalaki. Mukha ring mayaman.
"Sinabi ko na sa 'yo! I want the drugs by midnight and you fucking used it!"
Ohh...I almost whistled.
Dealers. Not shocking. 'Yong mga taong mukhang mayaman at marangal ay siya pang nangunguna sa ganyan. No, the law won't touch them. Why? Because they're rich and influential.
Law is bullshit. It only benefits the oppressor.
If I was a good citizen, I'd call the police to stop the poor boys from fighting. I'd stop to help the kid they're punching but I'm not. I was not good. I never was.
I retrieved the small pocket knife I got from the counter and moved around like a panther, joining the shadows as I walked towards the line of expensive sports cars. My eyes looked around to spy on CCTVs and saw nothing.
Inangat ko ang kamay pagkadukwang. I slashed the car's tires with a sweet smile on my face, the way it flattened made me feel relax.
Gano'n din ang ginawa ko sa tatlong nasa likod nito bago tumayo at napabuntonghininga habang nakatitig sa harapan.
While they were busy fighting, I was busy admiring the wonderful big boy I've been eyeing. He could join my other babies and he'll meet his other siblings.
With a wicked smirk on my lips, I strode towards the big bike. My finger grazed into the handsome interior.
"Hi, handsome," I purred.
I could spend hours admiring the big boy but I've noticed the noise fading from fighting. Groaning, I used the knife and did my thing until my handsome boy growled to life.
I sighed heavenly and caressed it.
"Good boy," I whispered as I lift the helmet and wore it.
Sumampa ako sa bike at inayos ang porma ng katawan. I cared less if my dress hitched or if I'm wearing heels when I can be naked and still ride bikes flawlessly.
"Hey!" I heard a loud voice from behind. "Miss! Anong ginagawa mo?!"
"Fuck," I cursed.
"Bumaba ka r'yan!" Sigaw niya sa 'kin. "Hey—" but I didn't let him finish, my boy and I are already leaving with them running behind us.
This is mine now.
I felt so free. Niyakap ko ang malamig na hanging tumatama sa 'kin habang nasa highway. This is why I loved midnight strolls, no traffic. Beautiful street lights with no fools around gawking when seeing girls riding bikes.
Those idiots won't let us ride this quietly. Kapag naipit ka sa traffic, some would start cat calling and take pictures without consent. And what? Post it on social media? Gawk at my butt protruding from the seat?
Damn weirdos.
I can't even wear bikes without this asshats sexualizing me.
With my one hand on the grip, I lifted my hand to feel the adrenaline pumping. I loved how it made me feel alive, how it made me feel something—deep inside.
I circled the city twice until the pressure vanished, leaving only with the void rooted on my chest.
Carefully, parked my new baby on the garage together with his sibling, removed the plate number to burn it. I need to reach for my contacts so I'll be able to use this big boy soon.
I did my ritual before lying on my back as I stare at the empty ceiling of my room. White and hollow with cracks above. I lifted my hand to try and cover it but those cracks seemed to only expand, to reach for me. To swallow me whole.
I let it.
I woke up the next morning with texts from them asking where I was last night or if I reached home safe. I didn't reply.
I lifted my blonde strands in a high ponytail, wore my black tank top, leather pants and boots. Isinabit ko sa balikat ang holster kung saan ko inilagay ang maliit na baril at patalim. I then covered it with a leather jacket and went to my garage.
I chose my oldest baby, my first one. My Ducati. Zion.
I groaned, realizing my first baby had the same name as that handsome idiot on the bar. Edward my ass! No, I won't let that man ruin my baby bike for me.
This is the only Zion in my life!
I wore my gloves and helmet and after saying goodbye to Zion's siblings, I left the vicinity to go to the HQ.
Zion—my bike—was the first thing I bought after I got my own money. The money I got from my first big mission. From my first kill.
Nang makarating sa HQ ay hinarang ako ng mga guards kaya inikot ko ang tingin sa kanila.
"Checking lang, Ma'am," aniya kaya iritadong tinanggal ang helmet at malamig silang tinignan.
"Really?" I spat coldly.
They didn't say anything. Once they saw my face, tumango sila at doon na nagbukas ang gate para papasukin ako.
I parked my bike in my area and walked towards the building. I lifted my hand for fingerprints and did a retinal scan so I could enter the door.
Pumasok ako't nasalubong ang pamilyar na mga mukha sa HQ. They were in their business attires with briefcases if not bunch of papers. Sa unang tingin, this looked like a regular building with offices above but no one knows what demons are hiding down below.
Nagtungo ako sa banyo. Sa ikatlong stall mula sa dulo at isinara iyon. I observed and listen until the girls inside left and that's when I pushed the hidden button above.
Tumunog ang flash at itinulak ko ang umawang na pader para makapasok sa na-aabang na elevator sa kabila ito. It brought me underground, a couple of security checks to bypass until I got to the main office.
Large men wearing black with firearms strapped on their chest all looked at me as I passed and what's the first thing I've sensed?
Fear.
I felt how they tensed. How their grips tightened on their guns. How they did their best to remain blank and cold. To pretend my presence don't scare them.
I felt it. The fear I instilled.
How ironic for a woman who felt nothing but feels everything.
Nilagpasan ko sila at dumiretso sa secretary. Her eyes widened upon seeing me the first time after months.
"H-hey!" Her voice even trembled a little. "Mission?"
Hindi ko iyon sinagot at bumaling sa pintuan.
"Boss?"
"Nasa loob," she nodded. "I think it was you they're waiting."
I nodded and pushed the door open to see men talking loudly. Only to stop with entrance.
Napuno ng nakakabinging katahimikan ang opisina sa pagpasok ko. Even Jayden tensed up with Claudine as they looked at me. They smiled. Hindi ko iyon sinuklian at inikot ang tingin sa malalaking pangalan sa harapan ko.
I flashed a sweet smile.
"Good morning, gentlemen," I greeted.
They only tensed more that some avoided my gaze.
"Scythe, darling," the boss called, "you're here." He showed his wrinkled smile.
Tumango ako at lumapit sa kanya. He stood with his expensive cane to reach for me and kissed my cheek. My stomach dropped, a slow whisper ringing in my ear.
"Darling," he said with a smile. "Don't fuck with me."
He gave me a warning squeeze before letting me go with a smile as gently held my forearm to face the crowd.
Wyatt Anderson Senior. The brains of this operation. No one knew his real name but me, my leverage to this fucked up world.
"Gentlemen, finally, I wanted you to meet our company's ace." He showed his toothy grin as he glanced at me, "—Scythe."
Saying that name was enough to scare this large names sitting with us. We knew every secrets they had. Scythe knew what strings to pull to cut the ties. She could ruin these lives in one mistake.
Fear me.
"Kagaya ng napag-usapan natin no'ng nakaraang linggo, Scythe would be the one leading an inside operation to the DEA," inilahad niya ang bakanteng upuan sa kanyang kaliwa at doon ako naupo habang nanatili siyang nakatayo at nagsasalita ro'n.
"Through the years, we have proved Scythe's capability in the field. She will be a good weapon against the enemies," he smiled coldly. "And maybe, finally, Scythe would be able to finally catch the Reaper."
Reaper.
The bane of my existence.
May tinawag ang boss at doon na tumayo si Claudine hawak ang laptop niya at inilagay sa gitna para i-connect sa projector. Her eyes found mine as she tried to smile but I didn't smile back.
She knew and they just let me make a fool of myself.
If it was betrayal I felt, I didn't let them see. Nakaupo ako ng tuwid at bumaling sa screen nang umilaw doon at lumitaw ang salitang "CONFIDENTIAL".
"Good morning, everyone. Please note that the session was confidential and recorded." Simple words but the feeling of being recorded tensed them up. Wala silang sinabi at tumango.
They knew better than to talk if I was in the room and looking at their faces, I can't stop imagining how those faces would turn out if the world find out what these politicians and personalities are in the underworld.
"This is Colonel Zion Schauffer Buenavides Sandejas, an Army of Armed Forces of the Philippines."
I stiffened with the mention of his name. Inangat ko ang mukha sa screen at nakita ang picture ng lalaking kasama ko kagabi.
Unlike last night, his hair was chopped short and clean. Sporting with a military haircut and clad in his camouflage military combat uniform, the hair on my nape rose.
It was his official military photo in AFP's website. Malamig ang tingin ng magagandang asul na mga mata niya sa camera, kitang-kita ang hubog ng panga at ang seryosong itsura ay nawawala sa bahagya at maliit ng angat ng gilid ng kanyang labi.
He had thick eyelashes. That, I've noticed last night. And the way those cold eyes flickered in the lights made my knees trembled. The moist in between my legs made it more obvious.
I closed my thighs and took my bottled water and silently drank from it to control this feeling. Not in front of these assholes, Bullet. That man is an enemy!
"Grandson of the former director, Director General Alejandro Buenavides of the Army. Son of Lt. Commander Zeijan Sandejas of Philippine Navy and the actress Alyx Sandejas."
Ohh...wow.
Tumitig ako sa litrato ng lalaki sa screen. He's a big name. But if he's a son of those big names, why is he working in a bar? As a what? DJ? Cook? Bartender?
"As of the moment, Zion was the acting director of DEA. He's currently foreseeing the agency due to the passing of Director General Alejandro Buenavides last year," aniya. "His father was helping him but mostly, he's doing all the paperworks for the company. As you can see, obviously, Zion was new to this and we are sure this weakness will be our opportunity to attack."
Oh, I see. That's why he's the target.
"Through the years, DEA has been a pain on our asses," tumayo na si Jayden sa tabi ni Claudine. "Drug dealings, shipments and our underworld drug dens and V.I.P. sex clubs was destroyed by their agents. In the reports, DEA was clean from the involvement but we are a hundred percent sure these people attacking us was from them."
"We also have infamous names—agents rumored to be working with them, doing the dirty work. Alam kong kilala n'yo ang pangalang Archer—though, we have no proof of his identity. And we've heard rumors, too, that the infamous Viper joined their agency too, decades ago."
I knew these names but throughout the years, their real identity was never leaked and exposed. Hanggang ngayon wala pa ring nakakaalam sa kung sino man ang mga tao sa likod ng mga pangalang 'yon.
I knew what terror those two brought in another underworld agency and the tales of horrors from those two still haunted us. They killed people, burned warehouses and haunted those who attempted to escape and our agency kept quiet for years for them to not find us but just months ago, a dog came sniffing on us.
The Reaper.
"Based on our research and sources from the deep web, hindi lang ang shipment natin ang naapektuhan at nahuli. Our business partners are also affected and caught, threatening us to lose V.I.P. customers. If we were caught again, we will suffer from loss." Jayden said and glanced at the boss. "So we needed to stop this."
"Still don't have any word who the Reaper might be?" I asked.
Umiling si Jayden.
"Still none, Scythe," aniya. "One of our partner's men was caught and was set free after hours of torture, before he died, he said one word—Reaper."
Funny how he said that before he died. Reaper. Death. That one personified force coming to collect your soul after dying.
"We are sure it was from the DEA," ani Clau. "Like the Archer and Viper, this Reaper will be our problem and now, due to the recent death of their director, the chain of commands are weakened. It's an opportunity to infiltrate the agency internally."
"Doon na papasok si Scythe," the boss said after the silence. Bumaling kami sa kanya. "No one knows better how to blend than her. We've seen her work without fail, she's our weapon."
Indeed, I am.
"Are you sure she's that good, boss?" An old man dared to speak.
All eyes went on him. He tensed up but stood his ground.
"What do you mean, Senator?" I asked and smiled softly.
"No, I was just asking," aniya. "No offense meant, Miss, but—"
"Scythe," I corrected.
He swallowed and nodded, "Scythe but I didn't know about you. Haven't even seen you fight and no offense but I don't think with your frail body—" he eyed me maliciously. "You looked good for pleasure but shooting?"
I uncovered my chewing gum to chew on it, watching him speaking.
"I doubt. What more for combat? Those men—in DEA are from the army. They are well-trained and I doubt this woman—could do everything. She will only slow us, worse, get us caught!" Tumingin siya sa boss. "Boss, please, reconsider. We have names! One wrong move and we'll be at stake! I knew experts in this field working for me!"
Pinanuod lang siya ni boss at tumango. That riled him up that he spoke again.
"I'll send my men to you, they are very reliable and could blend in the crowd, too. They had better chance of doing this right!"
I chewed on my gum and covered it on my tongue to blew on it while watching the poor man, pumahalumbaba pa ako.
Namutla ang mga katabi niya pagkakita no'n. The man beside him even tried stopping him but he lamented things I found repetitive listening so I didn't.
While I was chewing, my hands are sneaking inside my leather jacket where the holster was and fisted my weapon to secretly take it out. He kept on blabbering nonsense.
Pinalobo ko ang chewing gum at kasabay ng pagputok ng gum sa labi ko ay ang pagsabog ng utak niya dahil sa baril ko.
No body screamed. The man's head fell on his seat when the my bullet pierced his head. Blood splattered on the faces of those people beside him. All shell-shock.
Tumayo ako at ipinalibot ang tingin sa kanila.
"My apologies, gentlemen. He's so loud, it's annoying," I said in a gentle voice. "Any questions?"
Walang nagsalita.
Ibinaba ko nang padarag ang baril sa table.
"Any. Questions?" I repeated in a hard tone. Mabilis silang umiling-iling at nag-iwas ng tingin.
"Oh, alright!" I smiled sweetly and nodded, inipit ko ang baril sa baywang ko bago kumuha ng tissue sa gitna para iluwa ang chewing gum ko at inabot sa lalaking katabi no'ng madaldal kanina na sobrang tahimik na ngayon.
"W-what..." he looked at me in panic.
"Oh, pasuyo lang sana akong patapos sa trash can," I smiled and watched his hand trembling as he threw it. When our eyes met, I winked at him and pointed the dead man beside him. "Ang tahimik na niya 'no?"
He trembled and nodded. Nagmura ang katabi niya kaya sinundan ko iyon ng tingin at nakatulala siya sa ibaba.
I followed his gaze and covered my mouth amusingly when I saw the man's pants was wet.
Uh-oh, someone peed on his pants.
I left them when the boss interfered and hissed at the man for pissing on his meeting room. Nauna akong palabas, 'di na nagulat sa tinginan ng mga guards sa paligid at ang higpit ng hawak nila sa kanilang mga baril.
I went down and went to my office to check the files I'm taking home with me and left the vicinity. I didn't gave Jayden and the guys talked—not after they betrayed me.
I almost fucked the enemy! Damn it, Bullet! How careless could you be?!
I've read the documents. They're opening the secretary position for Colonel Sandejas. His secretary's pregnant and will give birth in a few weeks. They're looking for replacement.
The best way to infiltrate was to be with them closely. If I'll be a secretary, it'll be more likely to know how they operate underground. Heard this Zion—might be handsome sounded like he was knew with working in the agency.
If I could fake my credentials then he'd rely on me for opinions. While he's gone, no one would suspect why I was digging. Because I'm his secretary.
I plan to apply as a regular applicant to not raise suspicion. If nakuha, good but if not, Claudine could work on it. No harm in trying. It's always my dream to apply to a normal job. Though, I know this wasn't normal but nothing's wrong with pretend, right?
I stalked the man and found out he really owned his bar and restaurant. Sila ni Zeijan Sandejas ang nagmamay-ari sa restaurant na dinadayo ngayon.
If the bar was named as Schauffer's Alley. The restaurant was named Gwa-Pigs.
I frowned, amusement reeling inside. If this wasn't my enemy, I could assume these people are funny and playful.
I found out he's a race car champion. For years now! It was even rumored that Formula 1 was recruiting him to join their team.
Wow. Overachiever si Edward.
I lurked around the office during my free time to observe, to know his in and out for days. I spied on him and noticed him going directly home if not going to his bar. Minsan ay kasama niya ang Dad niya pauwi.
Naturally, because of their names, they should be surrounded with guards but no. They're walking in and out like regular people. I have noticed their employees are close to them. They're even high-fiving the security guards like they're best friends.
Ang iilang beses ko lang na napansin na may security sila ay kapag narito si Alyx Sandejas at Sibyl Sandejas. I didn't saw his other sister around so I'm not sure.
Siguro dahil mga sikat na personalidad. May mga napapadaan na kapag nakikita si Alyx ay nagpapa-autograph. I even assumed she'll ignore them dahil mukha siyang maldita but to my amusement, she smiled for the camera, gave hugs and even signed autographs.
For days, I watched him from the distance. He might be my enemy but I couldn't deny the attraction I felt. If only I found out he's the target before I even let him taste my pussy, baka hindi ako attracted! Damn. I lowered my walls one time and these kind of dilemma and bullshits will come my way.
One day, I followed him after watching him racing and winning! I heard it's just for fun that day but the asshole's competitive I was turned on when he removed his helmet and tied his hair in a man bun.
Narito si Sibyl ngayon. Saw her with guards. Her face cold and bitchy. Didn't even smile at people unlike her mother.
Nang lumabas siya hawak ang kape ay pinanuod ko siyang pumunta sa sasakyan nang maka-receive ako ng tawag mula sa HQ at hinahanap ako para sa briefing at mag-a-apply ako bukas dito bilang secretary.
Tapping on my phone to answer, I bumped into someone that I lost my balance.
"Shit," he cursed. "I'm sorry, Miss." He offered his hand.
"Hindi kasi tumitingin sa dinaraanan!" I hissed, annoyed. 'Di ko tinanggap ang kamay na nakalahad at inayos ang dress. I brushed my hair away from my face and glanced at the asshole.
I froze. Fuck!
Namilog ang mata niya habang nakatulala sa akin. I suppressed any emotions as adrenaline rushed through me and gave him a cold look.
Calm the fuck down, Bullet! That's a fucking one-time thing!
"Uh..."he licked his lip and stared at me with those beutiful shades of blue. He looked stunned.
I frowned. Hindi man lang nag-sorry?
"Sorry, huh?" I said sarcastically. His shoulders tensed.
"Well, sorry, I didn't see you," to my amusement, magaan siyang ngumisi sa akin.
His pearly white teeth came into view, the glint of his blue eyes flickered amusingly. Playful like that man I made out with days ago.
His eyes roamed at me appreciatively. Not in a pervert way. It was like he's admiring the view in front of him, drinking it in, enjoying it like his favorite and long awaited dessert.
My nipples hardened I felt it in the silk of my dress. The heat in between my legs pooled.
I fished my hand. Shit.
I practiced this well for days now! Act like it's nothing, Bullet! Like you don't remember him at all!
Our eyes met again. I creased my forehead and rolled my eyes.
"Playboys," Iwhispered and walked on the right.
Bigla siyang dumaan doon kaya nagsalubong kami. Mas lumalim ang gitla sa noo ko at pumuntang kanan but he also stepped that way! We both stilled and got confused. Nagkatitigan kami at napansin ko ang pamumula ng tainga niya.
"Ano ba?" I hissed.
"Sorry!" He exclaimed, obviously nervous now.
I used that as an opportunity to escape. I walked to the right again but he went that way, too! Sabay kaming natigilan.
"Sinasadya mo ba?" tumalim ang mata ko, naiirita na 'di ako makaalis at naaapektuhan sa presensya niya! Napakurap siya at umiling.
"No! Sorry, uh, ano..." Fidgeting, he handed me a leaflet. "B-baka gusto mong installment."
What I've read made my brows rose to the hairline!
St. Peter Funeral Homes
This idiot!
"What the hell? Gago ka ba?" I exclaimed.
He stiffened mabilis na bumaba ang tingin sa leaflet na hawak ko at napatakip sa bibig niya.
"W-well..." he gulped hard, "b-bigay—"
"Bastos ka, ano?" I hissed, pissed.
He stared intently at me, drinking my gaze until his the glint of his blue ones shifted with mirth.
Is he making fun of me?!
My hand fisted more.
I glared at him. Tumikhim siya at umayos ng tayo.
"Well, Miss, baka interested ka?" He asked me coolly.
"What?!" I roared. "Jerk, anong gagawin ko rito—"
"Bayad now para higa ka na lang later," he said and smirked.
What. The. Fuck.
I'm speechless. I gaped at him as he grinned amusingly.
"Hindi ka na lugi d'yan, Ma'am," agap niya sa 'kin. "Mababa lang ang monthly at my discount kapag yearly ang bayad mo."
Nakanganga lang ako sa kanya.
Shit. The fuck, Bullet! Why the hell are you standing there like a damn statue?! Leave!
Inilagay niya ang dalawang kamay sa likod niya at pinanuod ako.
"Hindi lang 'yon, Ma'am, kapag nag-avail ka ngayon hanggang sa katapusan may libreng photoshoot sa ataul," he said in a business tone with a soft smile.
Move, Bullet! Damn it!
"Hindi lang 'yan!"
"Is that—oh my God, Sibyl Sandejas?!" I screamed and pointed the familiar face walking from the distance.
He stopped and followed my gaze. Suminghap siya at napahawak sa dibdib. Dali-dali akong sumali sa dilim at walang ingay na nagtago sa sasakyan.
"Pretty ghourl! Nasa akin ang phone mo!" He exclaimed, the change of his tone visible. Ikinaway niya ang phone. "Sandali lang, Ma'am—" but when he looked back, I was gone.
I managed to go to the HQ and listen to my mission. That night, I lied on my bed, staring at my ceiling, waiting for the cracks to reach and consume me but heard his voice on my head.
"Hindi lang 'yon, Ma'am, kapag nag-avail ka ngayon hanggang sa katapusan may libreng photoshoot sa ataul," he grinned mischievously.
"Idiot," I whispered, stifling a laugh. Only to stop after I realized what I did.
Tumagilid ako at itinago ang mukha sa kumot, hinayaan ang dilim na yakapin na naman ako.
I was prepared for anything the next day. Wearing my terno casual top, coat and pencil skirt, I was ready for my interview. I tied my blonde hair in a high ponytail and emphasized my features with the make-up.
I wore my heels and walked inside the building with my chin up. Sumali ako sa pila ng mga nag-a-aaply. Halos sa kanila ay mukhang kabado.
I've rehearsed my answer a lot of times and I wasn't here for pure secretarial work but I can't help but notice my fidgety hands. Am I nervous?
Ganito ba ang pakiramdam ng mga nag-a-apply ng trabaho? Are they worried if the HR would get back to them with good news or not?
Ang secretary ni Zion ang nag-i-interview kasama ang HR ayon sa sabi ni Clau. I won't be meeting the acting director himself kaya surprise kapag papasok na 'ko.
Nabawasan kami. I was estimating I'll finish the interview by lunch but it's already one and we are still here!
I began losing my patience. I could be calm but this was too much. Anong ginagawa sa opisina? Nagsasabi ng talambuhay?
And you know what pissed me off? When I was third in line, the HR staff went out and said,"sorry, may emergency sa office," aniya na mukhang nagpa-panic na rin. "Balik na lang kayo bukas."
Napasinghap ang mga kasama ko. Iritado Akong tumayo.
"What do you mean?"
"Meaning, Miss, cut off muna sa interview. Bukas ulit—"
"Are you telling me to fall in line for hours tomorrow? Again?"
Tumaas ang kilay niya sa 'kin, "kung gusto mong trabaho, oo!"
My jaw dropped. Hell no!
Gusto kong magwala sa irita but i know that won't do good! I have to be in this agency! I have to be in this interview! Now!
Nagsialisan na ang mga kasama ko pero sumunod ako sa HR.
"Miss—"
"Balik ka na lang bukas, Miss!" She dismissed me, sounding erratic. "Busy kami!"
"Then why tell us to be here this instant?" I asked, "kung 'di naman pala mai-entertain lahat edi sana—"
"Busy nga kami! Hindi lang sa 'yo iikot ang oras! May emergency sa company kaya bawal ang outsider!" Napansin ko ang pagdami ng guards habang nakasunod ako sa kanya.
"Bakit may guards?" I asked.
"Nandito kasi 'yong—" she stiffened. "Bakit nakasunod ka pa rin?!"
I flashed a small smile, "kasi ako ang last na i-interview-hin mo,"
"You..." she gasped and massaged her head. "Leave, Miss. Bukas na lang kung ayaw mong ngayon pa lang disqualified ka na!"
"But—" sabay kaming natigilan nang makarinig ng matinis na tili at pagbagsak ng kung ano.
"Shit, ayan na!" She gasped and ran, leaving me. Dahil kuryoso ako ay tahimik ko siyang sinundan papunta sa isang office at doon na natigilan nang makitang nasa executives na kami! I mean ako!
"Ayaw! Ayaw! Ayaw!" I small, girly voice filled my ear. "Ayaw ko pangit! Ayaw ko pangit!"
I peeked more and realized Zion was here! He's wearing a formal suit and wow...
"Come on, princess," he sighed and looked down on the floor, reason why I followed his gaze and my lips parted when I saw a small kid. A girl! Rolling on the floor!
"N-no! Ayaw kow!" She hissed, "gusto kow mommy! Mommy! Mommyyy!" Her loud scream made my ears explode.
"Sir," bumaling ang tingin ko sa babaeng buntis. The secretary! And she's holding her round bump.
"Yes, Nelia?" He called, "can you call Mom? Tell her Twinkle's having her tantrums again..."
Tumango-tango ang buntis habang nahihirapan ang mukhang naglakad at inabot ang telepono. The HR staff was trying to talk to the kid. 'Di siya pinansin at gumulong lang sa carpet ang bata na parang burrito.
"Nye! Nye! Nye!" The brat said.
I frowned. Why are kids these days like this?
"Princess," Zion called calmly. "I told you, we can't go to Mom's mall show. Maraming tao."
What? Mommy? Is this his daughter?
"Nye! Nye! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"
"Twila Klein—"
"Ayaw kow pangit!" Nang abutin ni Zion ang bata, sinipa lang siya nito sabay gulong na naman sa carpet. "Wieee! Gulong! Roll! Wieee!"
Nasapo ni Zion ang noo at pagod na tinitigan ang batang naging vacuum na kakagulong. I bet after rolling there, malinis na ang carpet.
"Nelia," he called the secretary who was frozen in place now, a phone on her ear with her eyes wide. "What happened—"
"Sir," her voice trembled. "Sir Zion, manganganak na ata 'ko!"
Napanganga si Zion at napatakip ng bibig niya. Miski ako'y napahawak sa dibdib habang nakasilip at kumanta ang bata sabay sigaw at gulong na naman.
"Ako ay may lumpia!" She screamed and sang incoherently, kinakain ang ibang salita. "Lumipad sa langit! 'Di ko na nakita! Kinain pala ni pangit!" Sabay turo niya kay Zion na nakanganga.
"Twinkle," he called, "sorry, princess! I didn't know it was yours—"
"Ahhh!" She shrieked.
"Come on, I'll cook you more later! Ate Nelia's giving birth—"
"Ahhh!" She shrieked again my eardrums are ringing.
"Jackie," Zion called the HR, "ask for help! Manganganak na si Nelia—"
"Okay—" the kid screamed again. Napasigaw din ang secretary sa sakit at tumakbo si Zion pabalik-balik sa dalawa, 'di alam kung sino ang uunahin.
"Jackie, help—" bumalik ang HR. "Shit, no! Call for help!"
Tumakbo ang HR na nagpa-panic, nagulat pa nang makita ako at natulala saglit pero tumitig.
"Gusto mong maging secretary?" She asked.
I nodded continuously, "patahimikin mo 'yong maliit do'n at hired ka na!" She challenged.
Fuck?
The screams from inside roared.
"Ano, Miss? Kung ayaw mo, umalis ka na—"
"What's her name?" I asked.
"Twila Klein," she said, "kapag balik ko at tahimik na 'yan hired ka na!" She flew from the scene.
I was so confused. Naglakad ako at nahilo sa dami ng nangyayari. The pregnant gasping for air while touching her stomach. Zion running back and forth in panic.
A kid rolling like a burrito in her yellow dress on the floor while singing about the damn lumpia.
"Twinkle," Zion called. "Come on, Kuya is sorry, hmm? Mamaya—"
She screamed and I had enough of noise I found myself speaking.
"Twila Klein!" I called in my calculated and sharp tone.
Everyone in the room froze. The pregnant gawked at me with Zion's wide eyes pero 'di ko iyon pinansin. Ang mata ko ay nanatili sa bata na basa ang pisngi sa luha at may sipon pa habang nakahiga sa lapag at nakatitig sa 'kin.
I eyed the brat strictly, "get up and sit on the couch." Sinabihan ko.
She didn't move and blinked at me. I was half accepting my fate to not get accepted naturally in this job, expecting her to cry again and roll on the floor when she sat on the ground and stood after.
Walang nagsasalita. Hindi ko inalis ang titig sa magandang mata ng bata.
Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay. "Sit and stop crying." I repeated.
Suminghot siya sabay punas ng pisngi at malawak na ngumiti na parang walang nangyari, "okay..." sabay upo niya sa couch at abot ng barbie niya.
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