Ynoa's POV
"Am I going to school this year, ate?" I kneeled down in front of my brother and smiled.
"Yes baby, Ate will enroll you to a nice school. You have to be a good boy okay?" I pinched his cheeks.
Tumalon naman siya dahil sa tuwa. He's five years old now. He has white skin, opposite to my complexion because mine is tanned. Morena pero mandalas napagkakamalan ng may lahi.
"Ate, the rice is ready. But wala pa pong ulam." He uttered.
I bit my lip to prevent my tears from falling. My heart hurt thinking of my brother - he's so young but responsible. He can prepare food, he takes his bath alone, he knows how to clean. When he should be enjoying, he's doing things that are not yet for his age. He's more mature than any the other kids out there and it pains me. He deserves only the best but I am not able to give him that yet.
"Ate, are you okay?" I nodded and pat his head.
"What do you want? Natanggap si ate sa trabaho. Do you wan't to eat outside?" I asked.
Lumiwanag ang mukha niya dahil sa aking sinabi. Ngunit nabura din kalaunan ang ngiti.
"Sayang ang rice ate, kahit ano na lang." My heart broke at his words.
He's so mature and nice and kind and good. Kaya kinapalan ko talaga ang mukha ko na humingi ng tulong kay chairman.
I can't bear to see him starve. He's everything to me.
Alam kong malaking sweldo ang matatanggap ko sa pagiging sekretarya. They are filthy rich afterall.
Halos sumakit naman ang ulo ko nang maalala ang hambog na lalaking yun. But anyways, he can't fire me.
Parang dumoble ang saya ko nang maienroll si Zeijan sa sumunod na linggo. He was so happy and so do I.
I enrolled him to a school very near to the company that I'm going to work at. The schedule is flexible too, so I won't have a problem. There will be a school bus to get them home. Kaya ko siyang ihatid, at kapag kaya ng schedule ay susunduin ko naman.
Wearing a white long sleeve paired with pencil cut skirt. Mas lalong tumangkad ako dahil sa suot ng heels. I just applied a light make up, and I laughed at myself. Hindi ko nga alam kung matatawag pang make up dahil polbo lang naman at lipstick.
"Ang pogi naman ng baby ko!" I exclaimed and kissed my younger brother. He hugged me and kissed my cheeks. He's such a sweet boy. He's wearing his complete uniform with a big smile in his face.
Habang lumalaki ay mas nagiging kahawig niya ang kanyang ama. That is why I refused to cut his hair. Mabuti na lang at gusto din niya ang mahaba ang buhok. Lampas na ng tainga niya ang haba ng buhok niya. I am afraid anyone will notice about his looks. His father is a very well known businessman and has a clean record. May magandang pamilya at reputasyon ng pagiging "perfect husband" kuno.
Kahit na alam ko ang pagtataksil na ginawa ng ina ay hindi ko pa din magawang magalit nang husto dahil nagbunga sila ng napakagandang anghel.
Zeijan is my half brother, my biological father died when I was young. Makalipas ng ilang taon, biglang nagkaroon ng relasyon ang aking ina sa napakayaman na lalaki. Kahit na alam na pamilyado ay ipinagpatuloy pa din. I saw her struggling. I was there. I saw it all. I heard it all. I felt it all.
Nang maihatid ang aking kapatid, ay napabuga ako ng hangin. I have no choice but to work with that douchebag. What a total freak and conceited jerk.
Napatingin ako sa oras at late ako ng 30 minutes. I just shrugged it off and walked confidently to my designated workplace.
Nang makarating sa 11th floor ay napakatahimik. Nagkibit balikat nalang ako at dumiretso sa animo'y lugar ng nasa front desk. Sa tabi nito ang nakapalaking pintuan. So it must be the devil's lair. Oops my bad, I should've said office.
Naupo ako sa swivel chair at ihinilig ang sarili. Late din siya?
Napabalikwas ako ng upo nang biglang bumukas ang pintuan at iniluwa ang matikas na binata.
His thick eyebrows furrowed, and his lips in grim line. He pinched the bridge of his nose, and closed his eyes. Tila pinipigilan ang sarili na sumabog. I smirked. I am not afraid of you.
"You're late." madiin at matigas niyang sambit.
"I know." I uttered.
"W-what?" Hindi niya makapaniwalang tanong.
I stood up and faced him. "Sir, I know I'm late. And I am sorry however here I am! I hope you give me the works that I need to finish so I can go home early." Nakangiti kong sambit dahil naalala ang pagsundo sa kapatid kung kakayanin ng oras.
He gritted his teeth in annoyance, I almost laughed!
"Give me a damn coffee." He demanded.
"Black coffee, no sugar. Nandun ang lahat ng kailangan." He pointed out on the other side.
I did not move, he looked at me with those dagger eyes. I am not afraid though.
"Hindi mo ba ako narinig?" He stepped forward. But it wasn't intimidating at all. Mas tinarayan ko lang ang mukha.
"May paa ka naman, may bonus ka pang kamay. Hindi mo ba alam gamitin?" masungit kong sambit. Pero balak ko naman na magtempla talaga, kailangan ko lang siyang galitin muna.
"Damn it! Why did that old man hired you?!" He screamed and entered his office. Aba hindi lang yon! Padabog at pabalibag niyang isinara ang pinto!
I checked all his schedule for today. It's not that hectic though. Tumayo ako at pumunta doon sa sinabi niya.
Hindi gaanong ka kalawak ang silid. It has refrigerator, coffee maker, water dispenser and many more.
Nagtimpla ako ng kape, black coffee without sugar, dalawang baso. Kumuha din ako ng tinapay na nandoon at nagsimulang kumain.
I did not ate breakfast, so might as well eat here. I smirked as I look at his coffee. Baka hindi na gaanong mainit kapag ibigay ko yon mamaya dahil inuna kong kumain.
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