PROLOGUE

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Liwanag ng bilog na buwan ang s'yang nabibigay ilaw sa buong kapaligiran, ang simoy ng malamig na hangin nagmumula sa kalmang dagat ang sumalubong sa'kin.

The glass lantern can be seen as a light and guide along the path to the beautiful white gazebo. There are string lights attached to each side, which add to its beauty. Inside are a table and two chairs facing each other, kapansin-pansin ang bulaklak na nakapatong sa ibabaw ng mesa, kulay bughaw ang mga ito.

But what caught my attention was the guitar leaning against a standard speaker. I don't know if he plays it, or maybe it's just a prop.

It's amusing to think about how he prepared the place so well, we just talked about it yesterday. Hindi ko inaasahan na paghahandaan nya ang bawat detalye para sa event na wala naman kasiguraduhan.

I could see the man in a black suit, in a vest and white over shirt. Ang suot n'yang sapatos ay mapapansin na luma na'to dahil sa kumukupas na kulay, bintin din ang suot n'yang itim na pantalon. He gazes at the water of the sea where the moonlight shines. Ang tindig na 'yon, hindi mapagkaka-ila na s'ya nga ang nag mamay-ari nito.

Mula sa likod n'yang perpekto ang hulma, sa buhok na tinatangay ng malakas na hangin, na kahit ano pang maging ayos nito ay babagay sa gwapo nyang mukha.

I'm starting to step into white sand, I'm wearing pump heels and maxi dress. Wala akong kaalam alam na ito ang napili n'yang lugar. Nahihirapan man nagawa ko pa rin makarating sa loob ng gazebo na hindi na a-out of balance, at pinagpasalamat ko 'yon.

"Hey," calling his attention, informing my presence.

As he turns around, I can see how he was surprised at my arrival and the glimpse of his worried eyes suddenly, fade.

He awkwardly said, "Hi there, Linda," while one of his hand is on the head, fixing his hair.

After hearing that name, I gave him a dagger look. He got a hobby of calling me different names, and I don't know why.

"I got my own name, idiot," I whispered, doesn't want to ruin the mood.

He walks towards me, reducing the remaining space between us "I thought, you wouldn't come," he said nervously, scratching his head.

Why do I see a glimpse of sadness in his eyes? Or maybe I'm just over thinking.

"As if I got a choice, I just hate crowded places. So, yah I'm here," sinusubukang ipamukha sa kanya na wala na akong ibang pwedeng pagpilian. But the truth is, even I have other options, I'll still choose him.

These past few weeks I become vocal to him, considering him as my personal walking diary. It feels like I am me, when I'm with him. Ang sarap pala sa pakiramdam na may nasasabihan ka ng mga bagay bagay, small or big events in your life.

"That doesn't sound convincing at all, Amica Mea," he smirk, and approach the speaker for setting it up. "Hiniram ko lang 'to sa may kabilang kanto, medyo nahirapan pa ako sa pagpili ng music dito sa flash drive," natatawang n'yang sambit.

Lumapit ako sa kinatatayuan n'ya, "Para saan ba 'yan?" pagtatanong ko sa kanya.

Lumingon s'ya sa 'kin na nagtataka, " Sa ganda ng suot mo, hindi mo alam na kilangan ng music sa isang okasyon."

I raised my eyebrow on him, "Ang alam ko lang po kasing gagawin natin ay kakain lang," and that's true, all I really know is that we're going to talk and eat, wala ng iba, ayaw kong mag-assume.

Tumayo s'ya at humarap sa'kin, "Nandito na rin naman tayo lubusin na natin." Inilahad n'ya ang kamay kamay sa'kin, "Let's dance," nakangiti n'yang saad.

We occupy a space reserved for dancing, placing my hand on his chest, and the music starts playing.

Hinampas ko s'ya ng mahina sa balikat, nang mapakinggan ang tutog, "Really, Sky? careless whisper talaga ang song choice mo."

"Wait, nagkamali siguro ako ng pindot," he said while laughing, as he walked back to the speaker to fix it.


Nag-angat ako ng tinggin sa kanya, he's smiling while looking at me. This feeling, nararamdaman ko na naman, nakakatuwang isipin na kapag kasama o miski ma-isip lamang s'ya ay ganito ang aking nararamdaman.

I thought I wouldn't experience this kind of feeling, the sensation of having a butterfly in my stomach, the excitement and unexplainable feeling, whenever I'm with him.

Every day, no, every night, with him is a God gift. Sa bawat oras na kasama s'ya ay pinag papasalamat ko, he's one of the reasons why I choose to face reality. He taught me many things, acceptance is my favorite.

He's my dream guardian angel, literally in a dream. I stopped for a moment. I almost forgot, he doesn't exist in my reality.

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