The Scent Of Savage

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"THROUGH scent we can distinguish a place if paradise or hell. Even for food, if it containable of poison or not. Fragrance can calm down ones heart from beating wild. It cures mind. It can be a warning. Different meaning, different perspective or understanding, but through scent anyone can die. Especially when it was inescapable. You don't have a choice but to die."

Thaysky smirked when she remembered the passage she'd read during her whole trip.

Truly indeed, it is right.

Pinapanood niya ang malagong usok nang nasusunog na dayami sa bukiring dinadaanan ng kanilang sasakyan. From their distance she can smell the burning dry grass. At first it sting her nostrils but later on she'd like it. The scent was telling her how healthy the place with green grass.

"Miss Sky, malapit na tayo." The driver broke her reverie.

Habang binababa ang salamin ng bintana ay sinulyapan niya ito. Umihip papasok sa sasakyan ang hangin. Ang malamig na simoy niyon ay nagsasabing uulan. She looked up on the sky and saw the dark clouds coming on their way.

"Hurry up. Baka abutan tayo ng ulan."

"Opo, Miss."

Huminto ang sasakyan sa malawak na espasyo ng mansion. Mula sa puwesto ay tinanaw niya ang pahabang daan na nagtuturo sa main gate. The road was fences by Pine trees. And the huge gate looks small from her position.

"Ang aking Thaysky na ba ito?"

Hinarap niya ang babaeng tumawag sa kanyang pangalan.

She was big woman but nice looking. Her face was glowing even without make up.

She gave her a weak smile. "Auntie Criselda," she addressed.

Manghang-mangha ang ginang sa kanya. She even hugged her tight.

Her scent was very sweet; Vanilla or Strawberry, she's not sure but neither the two, she don't like it. "Auntie, where's mom?" She looked around, but the huge and white mansion screamed its emptiness.

"Iha, akala kasi nila bukas ka pa uuwi kaya mamayang gabi pa ang dating nila rito galing ng Manila."

The wind blew her hat upward. Sabay silang tumili ng tita niya. Pinapanood ang paglutang nito sa ere pataas sa ikalawang palapag ng balkunahe.

"Got you!" A soft and sweet voice echoed.

She waited impatiently to that girl, to give back her hat. Nangawit nalang ang leeg niya ay hindi pa rin binabalik.

"Ikaw diyan. Give me back my hat!"

Agad may sumilip sa itaas na babae at nagulat sa natunghayan. "Ikaw na ba 'yan, Sky?"

Hindi siya nakapagsalita sa sobrang mangha. She stayed in Australia and never seen such angelic face. Her brown and wavy hair matches her soft features. Those plump small lips we're captivating and suited her perfect sculptured nose.