Every Flight Counts

Epilogue

Nevertheless I know my wife well. She's a fighter. And that's enough to calm my nerves.

How did I even get so lucky?

A smile slowly appeared on my face as I remembered the very first time I saw her.

Was it during the opening convocation? 

No.

The campus tour?

No.

Anwhere around PCAST?

No.

It wasn't in any of that. 

Rather, it was in a bus.

That one particular morning is still vivid in my memory. 

My day started out so bad. I was on my way for the first day of school when I decided to go out of the car just so I could quickly grab something to eat for breakfast. But when I went back to where I left and parked my car, it wasn't there anymore. My car was fucking towed. What a time to be alive. It's not even like I really want to go to the Academy. 

I was shaking my head while waiting for a taxi. I suddenly regreted why I deleted the ride-booking app I used to have. I thought I won't be needing it again now that I have my own car.

Hindi na rin talaga siguro ganun kauso ang taxi dahil wala akong masyadong nakikitang dumaan. Kung meron man ay may pasahero na iyon. Napaayos ako ng tayo nang matanaw ang isang papalapit na bus. May placard iyon ng PCAST at mukhang may espasyo pa naman. Hindi ko na pinalampas ang pagkakataon at napiling sumakay na lang doon. Wala naman sigurong mawawala. Malapit na rin naman ang Academy rito kaya't saglit na byahe na lang iyon.

I was wrong when I thought there's still some vacant space though. It was literally very full inside. I shrugged and just went on with my choice though. It's not like I have any other option now that I'm already inside.

Nakatayo ako gaya ng karamihan doon. Natigilan ako nang magsimulang magsalita ang isang babae na nakatayo rin. Sunod-sunod ang pagbibitaw niya ng mga salita at tila nagpaparinig sa lalaking nasa harap niya.

"Hay nako, hindi na talaga uso ang gentleman," mariing sabi niya.

"Kalalaking tao, di na nahiya, may babaeng nakatayo sa tapat niya," 

I can't help but get petrified at how the lady's eyes are getting wider every minute.

"Ano ba naman yung ipaubaya niya na lang yung upuan niya-"

"Ate, pwede ba?" my eyes flew to where the new distinctive voice is coming from.

My brow automatically arched when I saw a pretty face. It was very bare and natural. You can tell just by a single look that there was no traces of make-up on her face. It was glowing in its purest form. She looks ethereal and somehow even.. angelic.