“Chubs, sensya na huh? Busy eh no time for bebe time na, swerte ko nga nagkaroon ng signal itong k-pad ko rito sa bundok na in-stay-han namin,” he briefly explained to her.
“Okay lang, Chubs. Naiintindihan kita, alam ko. Na-a-appreciate ko lahat ng ginagawa mo. Don't worry, your update once is enough for me. Keep safe, Chubs,” she replied that makes him awkwardly laugh. “I trust you, I have nothing to worry about, right?” she added.
“Oo naman, Chubs. Pero what if Chubs, niloloko na pala kita?” he joked.
“Then it's your choice, Chubs,” she fakes her laugh. “Kung talagang mahal mo ako hindi mo iyan gagawin kasi alam mong masasaktan ako.”
“Nuks, laki talaga ng tiwala mo sa akin. Kaya mahal kita eh...” he said.
I smiled when I remember those sweet combos of my Mom and Pap. Well, it was just happened years ago before my Paps got ambushed on that place. That was the last time hearing my Papa’s voice. He died that day while talking to my Mom.
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