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Killian and Yoora

❝ I’m sorry ma’am. Only authorized personnels are allowed to come inside or particularly if you have a business involving people with  higher positions. ❞
Napahalukipkip ako nang hindi pa man ako tuluyang nakapagsasalita ay inunahan na ako ng guwardiya.

❝ Can you tell Captain Killian Vinzon that I am here instead? Yoora. Yoora Zamora. ❞
Kumunot ang noo nito.

❝ Kayo nalang po kaya ang tumawag ma’am but during this hour they’re in the middle of their intensive training. ❞

Umiling na lamang ako at napakamot sa ulo. I badly want to call him but considering his attitude. He won’t pick up my call.

❝ Anong oras kaya siya lalabas ng training center? ❞
Nahihiya kong turan.

❝ Depende po ma’am. Captain Vinzon is always on duty so if he comes outside the center he’ll certainly do a road patrol. ❞

Tumango na lamang ako at ngumiti.

❝ Last na. Tell him that his wife was here. ❞
Matigas na usal ko.

Nakita ko ang pagkagulat sa mukha nito kapagkuwan ay ngumiti.

❝ Sige ma’am. ❞

Nakanguso akong sumakay ng sasakyan. Ilang segundo ko pang tinanaw ang training center mula sa bintana nito bago ako tuluyang nagmaneho pabalik sa bahay na tinitirahan naming dalawa.

Magi-isang linggo palang simula no’ng ikinasal kami. But for the past week he never visited our house. He chose to stay in his dormitory inside the center. What annoyed me even more was that he didn’t even make it to our honeymoon.

The wedding wasn’t a mutual decision after all. Honestly, he don’t even know if he wanted this marriage to happen. He never complained but I cannot also decipher if he’s into this nuptial.

It is totally cliché but it was just a fixed marriage that is favorable to me and you know why. We know each other since we were seventeen and naturally as a high school thing, Killian was the apple of my pie until it grew wilder—until it turned into love. What a curse.

Killian is a member of the special police unit. Apparently, he is a swat captain. That’s why I understand why he barely stays at home. He left right away after the wedding because of an urgent mission and I should get used to it, right?

Abala ako sa paghahanda ng pagkain. Hindi ko alam pero nakasanayan ko nang magluto ng mga ulam kung sakaling umuwi bigla si Killian.
Nakarinig ako ng sunod-sunod na pagtunog ng door bell mula sa labas. Maingat kong ibinaba ‘yong hindi kalakihang glass bowl sa ibabaw ng lamesa bago patakbong tinungo ang pinto para buksan ito.

❝ K-killian.❞

Napa-atras ako nang pukulin niya ako ng masasamang tingin.

❝ You didn’t even bother to ask who was behind the door and you just carelessly opened it? ❞
Baritono ang boses nito na animo’y kahit na sinong makaririg ay maiintimida.

Lalo pa akong napa-atras nang tuluyan na siyang pumasok at nilampasan ako.

❝ Next time learn how to take proper measures, Yoora. Asking won’t even cause you an hour.❞
Matigas na turan nito kasabay nang pagbagsak niya ng bag sa ibabaw ng sofa.

❝ Galit ka ba? ❞
Tila umurong nanaman ‘yong dila ko nang muli niya akong titigan ng masama.

❝ Oo na, sorry. ❞

❝ I’ll just take a quick shower.❞

Doon ko lamang napansin ang noo at damit nitong tumatagaktak ng pawis na para bang kagagaling niya lamang sa training ngunit nagmadali pa rin siyang umuwi.

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