Chương 25: Epilogo II
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Jazzaniah/ Harvey's p.o.v
"Harvey, don't be too harsh to them," my mom genlty told me, but I'm full focused of my worthless employee.
Now I'm here firing anyone who will not do they're purposes here. Instead of doing their works, they are talking to each other with non-sense thing.
They diserve that.
They are worthless!
"Just leave it to me mom,"
"But—"
"Mom, please.." I plead.
Then she did. She left us alone.
I don't want anyone meddle with what I am doing.
"I'm waiting for your resignation letter tomorrow," I said and then I left them alone there.
With poker face I go to my office and I continue my work unlike them.
I'm a model there at Milan, but here at Philippines I'm a ruthless business man.
If you wanna be successful for your proposal..
Then deal with my attitude.
That's it.
A happy woman..
She hugged me tight.
She's saying something.. but I can't hear it clearly.
Her face.. is blurry.
Then I heard my alarm.
End of my dream.
Again.
I saw you, crying alone at the bench I always occupy, I hate it when I'm hearing a cry from a woman. So I approached you to give you a handkerchief to get your tears out of your face.
I am watching you from a far, you're look familiar.
I called you so I can get your attention.
"Uh.. Naabala ba kita?" the first thing you asked.
Your voice too..
It sounds familiar..
"J-Jazzaniah?" your voice is shaking when you called me Jazz.
Familiar..
Like I heard it somewhere..
"Jazz!" I was surprised when you hugged me tight.
"Jazz.. I telling the truth.. believe me." I felt my shoulder getting wet because of your tears.
Damn!
Your crying again!
"W-wait.. miss." I slightly pushed your shoulder away.
I wanna wipe your tears away.
Why?
Why are you crying?
"Why?" you confusedly asked.
"I-I'm not Jazz..?" I said.
"What?" you looked pale when I said I'm not Jazz.
Lady..
Why you look familiar?
"Sasakay tayo jaan?" you ask me, because I offer you to ride the anchors away here, but I feel like I have to go back because I was afraid of how you will feel when we got there.
"Ayaw mo ba?" I asked you.
"Hindi a! Tara!" you dragged yourself and I to the anchors away.
As it moves fast I feel your cold hand so I panic and ask you if you are okay because I can see that you look like a pale, but I can't do anything but to hold your hand tightly.
It's a dream..
Again..
It's just that, I saw your face, the way you spoke, you little and tiny voice. I remembered it clearly. The language that you're using is tagalog but I understand it clearly, I don't know why, but I'm thankful that finally I saw your face.
I'll find you..
Just wait..
"Why so happy son?" my mother asked.
"Nothing mom." I smiled at her.
"Uhhuh!" she shake her head. "I know there's something!" she said. I just smile and shrugged.
I'm not yet ready to tell them the reason.
I mean it, I got your number instead of putting my number on your phone. I'm afraid that you'll not contact me after this. So I am the one who will contact you instead.
I make a story to leave you there because I can't help it, my heart keep saying that 'she's the one..' it keeps beating faster, and faster. And I don't like it, I'm not an idiot to be unfamiliar to this kind of feeling. And I'm not a guy that used to be like this.
Harvey:
It's Harvey, sorry I didn't put my number on your phone:) kindly answer my call.
I'm hoping you'll reply on my text.
Damara:
Alright:) it's now on my phone book.
I didn't waste any second as I tap the button to call you.
"Sorry for the inconvenience. But can we meet tomorrow again? Same time and same place." I immediately said.
"Alright." sounds like your smiling.
"Great! So.. hung it up?" I said. I want have a conversation with you but I'm not a great conversationalist.
"Alright, turn it off now." I heard you laugh.
"I won't cut the call unless you will." I said.
"Don't have any questions..?" you asked.
"I will save my question for tommorow."
I want a long conversation with you tommorow.
"Alright! I will do the same."
"So.. bye? Cut the call now Damara."
"I won't cut the call unless you will." you tried to copy my voice and the way I speak. I giggled.
So cute.
"I'm serious about that Damara." I said.
"Really? You do?"
"Hung it now. It's getting late." I said. She might be left alone there.
"Daglielo, quando troverai quella donna, (Give it to her, when you find that woman,)" my mother said when I told her there's a girl that keeps messing up with me for a long time.
She's happy that you came into my life.
But I am the happiest.
"Sono felice che ci sia una donna che sta cambiando il tuo umore e le tue emozioni. (I'm happy that there's a woman who's changing your mood and emotion.)" she smiled at me and gave me a necklace.
The heirloom necklace..
"Mom.."
"It's alright.. Keep her. If you found her."
I just smiled to assure her.
"I promise," she smiled at me.
It's heartwarming to see your mother happy for you.
"..My instinct says that I want to go out with you, then I did," I told you the real reason why am I here, and I'm not used to this..
Being a honest person..
"You trust your instincts that much?" you asked me.
"Yes, how 'bout you? Do you trust your instinct that much?" I asked you back, but you look like you're spacing out.
"Hey?" I tried to catch your mind but I failed for once, then I tried again.
"Damara, hey, your spacing out." I asked you.
"N-no! No, may naalala lang ako,"
"What?"
"I mean I just remembered someone,"
"Who is he? Do you know him?" I asked you when a guy blocked our way.
"Yes, he's my friend." you answered.
There's something wrong with your friend's eye's..
And I hate it..
"May pupuntahan lang kami Lycus." you said to your friend. I didn't understand it but I think you letting him know that we're going somewhere.
Why do you need to inform him? Huh?
"Our family just arrived. They wanted to see you." your friend said, but his eyes stay for a while at me. But just a few second he stared at you for a few minutes.
"And did you forgot? Your private nurse said that don't consume a lot of time, and also your doctor just gave you a limited time to go out." Lycus said.
"What does he mean Damara?" I asked you, I didn't understand him.
Why do you have a private nurse? A doctor?
"Hmm, I was confined here at the hospital yesterday, because I lost my consciousness. That's not my first time at all, that's why I was confined here." you said and then just shrugged. Because of what you said you caught my full attention.
"Are you alright now? Are you felling better?" I asked you.
Why did you agreed to go with me?
If you have a weak body as of now?
"Yes, my doctor said that I was thinking too much, that's why I passed out." you explained.
"Thank God your alright now." I said, I pull your waist into mine and hugged you, and I kissed your forehead.
Damn it!
Why I am doing this!?
I was on the way to my office when I saw a lot of people at the park.
What's happening?
I hopped out ony car to see what they are looking.
And I'm now hearing a rumored..
"She's a slut."
"I pity her."
"She just deserve that. She's a bitch."
To my surprise I saw you at the lake with a lot of bruises on your body.
What the hell!?
"Exuse me, exuse me!"
When I hold you, your trembling.
Damn a shit!
Who did it you!?
Instead of going to office. I brought you to my house. I called my doctor to let him check on you.
I slept to my sofa because you're at my bed. Yes I can let you sleep to my guess room but I won't let you sleep alone.
Your very special to be left alone.
"This one is.. ikaw, in english is you," I am here at my studio with my tutor Mr. Hai, I hired him to teach me the language here. To boost my knowledge at Filipino language.
"Make a sentence using 'ikaw,' Mr. Samson."
"K-kamusta ikaw?" I answered.
I have a doubt on my answer.
"No.."
"It's supposed to be 'kumusta ka na..'" he said, I just nodded.
Starting now I'm studying filipino language for you, so it will not be hard to you to talk to me.
"Jazz.."
I can do this..
I will not cry.
"Jazz.. cry.. release the pain that you have.. everyone can cry.. even the boys like you can cry because you have a heart that can have a bruises and also have a rights to bleed." she caress my cheek.
Then my tears spilled..
Nonstop..
"Jazz, remember. We all have a weakness.. that weakness bring us the pain. Pain.. when there's a pain.. there's bruises.."
"I wanted you to tell Lycus that—" your running out of oxygen. You forcing your self to speak as if it's your last will.
"Stop it please? It's not your last day.." I'm begging you..
Fight..
Not for me..
But for you.
"I am thankful for everything.." I know that you are getting tired. But please.. Fight..
We will create a new set of memories..
I will be good.
I'll do everything just to keep you on my side.
"And also thank you for taking care of me.. For memories.." you said.
Fvck it!
Amara!
"Jazz, if I'll be given again a life, I will choose again and again to spend it to you.." you slowly reaching my cheeks..
No..
Please..
Don't leave me..
"To be your girl.. and to be your one and only girl.."
"Amara, don't say that.. Okay? We'll fight.. together.. Hold on.. Please.." I plead.
"Yes.. we'll fight.. together.. to my next life.. I love you.. remember that.." then you slowly closed your eyes..
Damn it?
Damn!
DAMN!
No! Please no! Not yet! Please..
Don't leave me..
"Damara!"
"No, please no.." I don't know what to do now.. I don't know if I'll do not touch or hug you tight..
I'm afraid..
Damn..
"Your not going to leave me.." I cried, cried and cried until no tears can escape from my eyes.
You did not let me take care of you..
You did not give me a chance to change.. to love you.. to let you feel my regret the time when I reject you that time.
The day you go at hospital..
I was too dumb not to believe you..
I'm sorry..
If I hurt you that time.
You did not let me inform you how I love you.
"Hey miss," I told to a woman that crying. I stretched my hand so I can give you my towel.
I hate it when someone is crying.. Specially girls..
"Huh?" you looked up to me.
"Wipe your tears away." I said without looking at you.
"Thank you," you said. Then I look at you.
"I'll just give it back to you, mister.." you tilt your head as if you're confused.
"Why?" I asked.
"What's your name?"
"Jazzaniah, Jazzaniah Vallerios. But you can call me Jazz. How 'bout you?" I asked back.
"Damara, Damara De Maru." you smiled at me as if you don't have a problem.
That's how we met..
My one and only girl..
Amara..
–End for Jazzaniah–
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