Some people believe that the more you hate a person, the more that you love them. It may seem that you cannot stand their presence, but whenever they are not beside you, you yearn for them. This is to be proven by a young married couple who were for...
"Is it something embarrassing?" I asked, my voice filled with hope. I know Manang Rose could see my intentions because she laughed lightly.
"Maybeeee"
"Please tell me! I could.... Uhmm.... cook for Harry every day for an entire week!" I think I saw he eyes twinkle for a moment there.
Uh-oh.
"I guess I could..." She started off. "When Harry was about 12 and his sister Julia was only 7-"
"He has a sister?!" I practically yelled. I didn't know he has one! I've been married to him for 7 years yet I didn't even know. *face palm*
"Yes. But she's in the U.S." I nodded for her to continue."So, for her 8th birthday, she decided to have a Barney birthday party. She loved him to bits and even made us paint her room purple! Of course, it was a very grand one. With children all around the world, little princes' and princesses. Everything was going around smoothly. But then the morning of Jamie's birthday, the mascot who's supposed to be Barney bailed. Jamie cried and cried so being the nice brother that he is, he volunteered to be Barney. Even though he has a football try out that morning, he went with us to find the costume. The moment Harry put on the costume, I thought he was going to complain because of the heat inside. But he didn't. He entertained all the kids, and all that. Then near the end of the party, he immediately ran to the bathroom to puke!"
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"Wow. I never thought Harry would actually do something as embarrassing as that." I mean, it's a decent job no offense, but as a prince and as something as "highly" as him, it is embarrassing. Ever since we got married, all I know is that he's obnoxious, arrogant and mean, but after hearing that story, I suddenly want to pat his head and tell him he's actually a good guy. But no. NO. It's like petting a lion. Suicidal. But I think I'd rather pet a lion. But really. I want to own a pet lion. Or anything furry. And cute. LIKE PANDA BEARS. Shrgiuserggsjdfngsjrg. Or penguins! Or tigers! Sorry I just get excited every time fluffy animals are being talked about.
Or maybe I should just tease Harry. He should be proud that he has done something nice at least once in his life... But then, why is he like this now?
"If he is a good guy, or was, why is he like that now?" I asked while slowly peeling the humongous orange I picked from the orchard.
"Well, everyone has their own story. His is not mine to tell. See you later dear" and with that, Manang Rose left me thinking. I slowly made my way back to my room in a very slow motion, still over thinking on what really happened to Harry. I want to ask him about it, but it's not like I'm really his wife. Sigh. "Oh and nevermind about cooking him breakfast. I'll do it."
