Prologue

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Bestfriend Series #1: My Last Fall
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Bestfriend Series #2: He's Iglesia I'm Catholic

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I can't help but be proud of myself because finally, after how many years in service, my rank has boosted. From PO1 to PO2. Being a policewoman is dangerous and tiring. You need to have the courage and strength to be able to fight with bad people like criminals.

Hindi din naman ako nagsisi na ito ang pinili kong trabaho dahil bata pa lang ako ay gusto ko na maging police. Hindi ko alam pero pakiramdam ko enjoy na enjoy ako tuwing nakikipagsagupaan sa mga masasamang tao na dapat arestuhin. I took BS Criminology when I was in college and, thankfully, here I am now, a police woman. Despite all the problems that came into my life, I still chose this profession.

I love this profession because I feel like I belong here. Delikado man at nakakapagod ay kakayanin. Taking this kind of profession is not a joke. The training was so hard, but thankfully, I survived. Today is Christmas eve. We don't have a Christmas break dahil bilang isang pulis ay dapat nakabantay kami sa mga pasyalan at nagro-ronda sa paligid. We take immediate action incase of an emergency. I am now assigned here at the park with my other comrades.

Honestly, Christmas doesn't excite me anymore, wala din naman akong pamilyang uuwian. Simula noong nawala sa akin ang lahat ay nawalan na ako ng gana pang mag celebrate ng kahit anong okasyon, even my birthdays. It hurts a lot to see some families together during Christmas. They were happy and celebrating, while I was just living on my own and celebrating on my own. Ayaw ko naman kasing maki-celebrate kasama ang parents ko at ang kanya-kanya nilang pamilya. I just wanted to be alone because I'm not comfortable being with them.

I was just looking at the people who keeps on entering the entrance of the park. Kinakapkapan namin sila para masiguradong wala silang dalang mga bagay na hindi pwedeng dalhin sa loob. Marami ang pumupunta dito sa park dahil sa maganda itong pasyalan. Madaming makukulay na Christmas lights sa buong paligid at masarap din ang simoy ng hangin.

Napagdesisyunan kong mag ikot ikot muna sa paligid upang masiguradong walang magiging problema. Nakabantay naman ang ibang mga kasamahan ko sa entrance. Many of them are with their loved ones. Some of them are taking pictures of the views and with their families while smiling and laughing.

I was wearing my police uniform kaya hindi talaga maiwasan na mapalingon ang iba. I know that some of them are afraid of us dahil minsan akala nila kapag may police ay may aarestuhin, which is wrong. Hindi naman kasi dapat nila kami katakutan dahil mabait naman kami at handang tumulong sa mga nangangailangan ng tulong. We are here to serve, ang dapat lang na matakot sa amin ay ang mga masasama o nagkasala at lumabag sa batas.

I was just busy looking at the whole place and immediately go back to my position earlier. Mahigit ilang oras na din kaming nakatayo at nakauwi lang kami ng mga twelve o'clock ng gabi dahil ang iba na namang mga kasamahan namin ang dumating para sila na naman ang pumalit sa amin at magbantay sa park. I immediately went on my car and get inside. Agad akong nagmaneho pauwi sa bahay. I was so tired and I wanted to rest so bad. Palagi nalang akong kulang sa tulog pero wala din naman akong magagawa dahil kailangan kong magpuyat dahil sa trabaho ko.

Agad kong itinigil ang kotse ko ng may makita akong nagkakagulo sa daan. I was being alarm when I heard gunshots. Napamura ako at mabilis na dinampot ang baril na nakasuksok sa tagiliran ko. Agad akong lumabas para rumisponde. Mabilis akong tumakbo palapit sa isang lalaki na nakahawak ng baril. He was about to shot the man who is now full of blood all over his body and now laying on the road when I immediately shouted.

"Freeze!" I shouted and pointed my gun at him, and he immediately looked at me. "Ibaba mo ang baril mo." matigas kong sabi pero tumawa lang siya.

"At sino ka para utusan ako?" sabi niya na para bang hindi niya nakita ang suot kong police uniform. Sa boses pa lang niya ay halatang lasing.

"PO2 Monreal." I said and I saw how his expression change. May bakas ng takot sa mukha niya pero agad siyang tumawa ulit.

"Talaga lang ha? Babae?" sabi niya at tumawa ulit.

The hell? ano naman kong babae ako? Are women doesn't have the right to be a police? This man is really getting on my nerves.

Biglang may dumating na sasakyan pero hindi na ako nag abala pang lumingon dahil baka maisahan ako ng lalaking lasing na kumag na to.

"Put your gun down or else...I'll shoot you."

Parang hindi ako makagalaw sa kinatatayuan ko ng marinig ko ang boses ng dumating. Agad akong lumingon sa nagmamay-ari ng boses at hindi ko maiwasang magulat.

After how many years... I saw him again. His features became more matured enough at mas lalo siyang gumwapo. He was wearing also his uniform that was so look good on him.

"Do you wanted me to help you with this, PO2 Monreal?" he asked and smiled at me while holding his gun and pointing it at the drunk man.

Ang ngiti niya... wala pa ding nagbago. I realize that until now, I still love him...I can't stop loving him. It makes me feel in pain to see him again. Akala ko naka move on na ako pero ang sakit pa din pala talaga.

How can I forget about him when everytime, I keeps on thinking about him?

For this man who's standing in front of me. The army whom I love but we can't be together because...

He's Iglesia and I'm Catholic.

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