"Jiro? Anyare sa'yo bat ka andito?" Tanong ko sakanya habang inaayos ang mga papelis sa aking mesa. Nakakabigla na pumunta siya dito pero hindi ako nagrereklamo. "Naya, please i'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. Lasing ako nun di ko alam kung anong ginagawa ko". Ika niya habang umiiyak. "Are you drunk, ji? Alam ba to ng girlfriend mo? Go home, tatawag ako ng grab." Sagot ko sa kanya habang nag-aalala. "No, please listen to me! It's been 6 years tangina naman oh! I know i've fucked up pero i was harrased! Heck i didn't even know her name or why we were on bed." Patuloy niyang sinabi para di ko siya paalisin. Harrased? Didn't he cheat? "Jiro, please umalis ka na. Go talk to me if di ka na lasing, you're making a scene". Mahinahon kong sinabi sakanya pero konti nalang ay bubuhos na ang aking luha. Maya'mayat dumating na ang Grab driver at hinatid si Kenji. I couldn't help but get worried dahil dun sa sinabi niya. I didn't let him explain 6 years ago dahil sa proof and that was more than enough para hingian siya ng explanation. Pero what if...... What if he's not really lying? It's like what they say, Drunk words are sentences we wished we spoke while we're sober.
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