Chapter Three

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ꨄ︎MIKHAILꨄ︎

I parked my bike bago bumaba at saka lumakad papasok ng building na iyon, maraming napapalingon sa akin dahil na din siguro sa kutis ko na kasing puti ng papel at akala mo ay wala ng dugo.

"I have an appointment with Mr. Peterson." I said.

Tumaas naman ang kilay ko ng hindi ako pansinin ng babae doon, inis na inalis ko ang sunglasses na suot ko and sinamaan ito ng tingin.

"Excuse me." and finally tumingin na ito sa akin. "I said I have an appointment with Mr. Peterson." Pagu-ulit ko.

"Sure, just sign there." she said at saka itinuro ang isang blue notebook.

"Can I have a pen?" Inis na tanong ko and thankfully binigyan naman niya ako.

Pagkatapos ko mag-fill up ay pabagsak na ibinaba ko ang ballpen at lumakad papunta sa elevator, what a shitty attitude dapat hindi nilalagay sa front desk ang mga iyon eh. Sarap sabunutan.

Nang makarating na ako sa floor kung saan nandoon ang opisina ni Lloyd Peterson, lumapit ulit ako sa front desk na nandoon.

"I have an interview." I informed.

"Ano pong name nila?" The woman asked kindly. Thank goodness at hindi ma-attitude ito kung hindi baka makasampal ako ng dis oras.

"Mikhail Villajuan." I answered.

"Eh?" She exclaimed and my forehead furrowed at her reaction.

"Is there any problem with my name?" I asked.

"N-nothing Ma'am, please proceed to Mr. Peterson's office. I already informed him." She said and I nodded.

Madali ko namang natagpuan ang opisina niya dahil may pangalan na nasa pinto, akmang kakatok na sana ako pero biglang bumukas iyon at isang lalaking nakasalamin ang tumambad sa akin.

"I'm sorry but you need anything?" He asked.

"I am here for an interview." I said.

"Sure, come in." He said at saka binuksan ang pinto, pumasok naman ako sa loob at naabutan ko si Lloyd na may kausap sa telepono. He looked at me at mukhang nagulat ito na nandoon ako.

He still got that handsome face, naaalala niya kaya ako?

Let's see.

"Hi, there miss, how can I help you?" He asked nang maibaba na niya ang telepono.

"I'm Mikhail Villajuan and I applied as your bodyguard." I answered and his mouth hung open, tumaas naman ang kilay ko sa reaksyon nito. Ngayon lang ba siya nakarinig ng salitang Tagalog?

"Wow..." He commented. "I didn't expect that...you're a woman." He said and run his hand through his hair.

"Are you being sexist right now?" I asked and crossed my arms.

"I'm not!" He said. "It's just...your name...I thought you are a male." He explained, muttering the last word.

"Well, I get that a lot." I said, tumayo naman ito at hindi ko ine-expect na mas matangkad siya kaysa sa akin. He smiled and put his hands in his pockets at umupo sa gilid ng lamesa niya.

"You're cute by the way." He commented. I pursed my lips ng maramdaman ang pag-init ng pisngi ko. "Since you are applying to be my bodyguard, I want to see you in action." He said at sakto namang bumukas ulit ang pinto at pumasok ang lalaking nakasalamin.

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