Chapter 20 (Slight SPG)

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Nandito ako sa aking maliit na botique. Marami ang mga turista ngayon at talagang naagaw ang kanilang atensyon sa aking mga gawa kaya napapahinto ito at tinitingnan ang aking mga paintings. These are all in framed. Medyo mahal rin ang presyo ko dahil mahal naman talaga ang mga paintings.

Hindi lang ito basta-basta.

"You really have a nice skills, why don't you bring it into a another level!" sabi ng isang foreigner after scattering all of my paintings.

Marami nang nagsasabi sa akin niyan at hindi pa rin ako sanay. "Thank you, Sir." I said as a response.

"These paintings are not just an ordinary. You can compete internationally with these works. If you want, I can help you with that! I have an art gallery there in France. Not to brag about it, many people loves to buy artworks on my gallery. We can sell your paintings more even expensive!" Hindi ako makapaniwala sa sinabi niya.

He has an art gallery in France?

Goodness... That's my dream...

"Oo nga, Isabel. Mabebenta niya ang paintings mo hindi lang triple ang presyo kundi mas malaki pa dyan. Ang ganda kasi talaga. By looking st those, you can already sense its deep meanings." the Filipina girl who was with the foreigner also commented.

Malaking opportunity iyon sa akin kung magkataon man.

"Pag-iisipan ko."

We continued talking about the foreign guy's offer. Not until, we heard sudden noise outside. Parang may pinag-uusapan sila. I didn't want to mind about that noise and wanted to return the conversation but that noise was kinda disturbing.

Maya-maya ay bigla nalang pumasok sa botique ko ang isang matangkad na lalaki na naka-hawaiian polo at naka-cream shorts  at naka-white shoes. He has a strong appeal. Nakangiti pa ito nang makapasok. Kasunod nito ay lalaking naka-sunglasses. He's wearing a black polo with a thin line imprinted on it. Nakabukas pa ang dalawang butones sa may bandang leeg nito. Gaya ng naunang lalaki, naka-puting shorts ito at isang pares ng puting sneakers. The guy looks so clean with his no beard face and his clean haircut.

And that guy is Xenon...

When they finally went inside, Xenon removed his sunglasses and suddenly, he blinked at me.

Hindi ako nakagalaw. Nakita ko nalang na papalapit na sila sa direksyon ko.

But I am mad at myself because I didn't do anything just to move.

Paano ko siya matatakasan kung naninigas ako?

"Hey! Isabel, right? I bet you're the owner of this beautiful botique?" the guy with Xenon asked.

It took me a minute to answer. Napako ang mata ko kay Xenon kaya hindi ako nakasagot agad. I then diverted my eyes on the other guy.

"A-ah... Yeah... But sadly, magsasarado na ako." sabi ko. I really want to get rid with them.

Nagpaalam na ang mag-asawa kanina American at Filipina. They left a number in case I get interested with their offer. 

When Xenon said what I heard, he cleared his throat. Kaya napatingin ako sa kanya. Ang kaninang maliwanag niyang mukha ay naging madilim ngunit hindi siya nakatingin sa akin.

"Magsasarado ka na? Maaga pa naman. Baka pwede kang mag-extend muna. Minsan lang naman kami pumasyal dito. Uuwi na rin kami ng Maynila nitong kaibigan ko." Sabay tingin kay Xenon. "We really like your paintings. Suki mo rin ang Mama ko."

"Your mom?"

"Oo. You know Teacher Sales? She's my mom."

Oh... He's Teacher Sales son. So, siya pala ang sinasabi ni Teacher Sales na anak niya. To be exact, sila ang sinasabi niya noong mga nakaraang araw.

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