Chapter 7: When She's Mad
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Paglabas ni Greg sa may terrace na konektado sa kwarto niya ay tumambad sakanya ang isang mapayapang garden na may mga orchids at yellow bell. Sobrang sakit ng ulo niya dahil sa dami ng ininom niya kagabi.
He massages his temple and sat on the steeled chair and crossed his legs while watching the beautiful sunrise.
"This is what I really hate about being drunk."
He heard that someone's knocking on his room-door.
"Wait a second." Sabi niya at tumayo sa kinauupuan.
Nang makalapit siya sa pinto ay binuksan niya ito. Hindi naman niya nakikita ang taong kumatok dahil nakapikit siya habang minamasahe ang ulo niya.
"Kristine wants to talk to you. She's waiting right at the veranda." From the voice he can easily say that it was his wife.
My wife.
Hindi parin niya binubuksan ang mata at tumango nalang, narinig naman niyang naglakad na ito palayo sakanya at doon lang siya nagkalakas ng loob na buksan ang mga mata. Hindi niya kakayaning makipag titigan dito.
She was so good walking, for her walking is ramping, her hips were moving 360 degrees.
Napangiti nalang si Greg habang pinapanuod ang asawa na naglalakad.
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"What brought you here?" He asked as he got into the veranda. He saw Kristine was looking at the sky while drinking her cola.
That made Kristine looked to him. "I am here for the charity. We need to clarify things. Since, I can't go to the meeting and I am the coordinator of this, I need to finalize everything."
Greg sat and leaned his back to seat. "Clarify what?"
Kristine cleared her throat. "Hindi kasi sure si Chavo if he can donate 14 million for the charity, he can't easily give that amount of money kasi nagpapagawa pa siya nang isang building for the orphans and I am here sitting in front you asking if you can substitute that 14 million? Since, you were the richest among us sayo na'ko hihingi ng tulong."
Napaisip si Greg sa sinabi ni Kristine.
"Or if you want I'll be the half so 7 million from me and 7 million for you." Kristine added.
Greg shook his head and crossed his arms. "I'll give you the whole 14 million before the night reach us today."
Kristine smiled. "Thank you, Greg."
"It's for the charity, Kristine."
"Anyways, ba't bigla kang nawala kagabi?"
Greg called the maid and ordered some coffee.
"You didn't answer me." Kristine said.
Greg looked directly on her eyes. "Do I really need to answer your question?"
"Unless it was quite private?"
"I left the party because of my wife. She's having tantrums last night that it got my nerves." He said and looked away.
Naalala nanaman ni Greg ang mga narinig niya kagabi mula sa kwarto ni Patrice.
Natawa si Kristine. "The reason, you look like a shit right now."
Napangiti naman si Greg. "Stop saying like I'm a real shit. I'm just messy and not a shit."
Kristine laughed. "A good-looking shit."
"I'll take that as a compliment." Greg with a smile on his lips.
"You really love your wife, aren't you?"
Huh? I really what?
Napa-ubo si Greg nang wala sa oras. "Ikaw, kamusta na kayo ni Fred? Ba't hindi mo pa siya patawarin?"
Kristine acted vomiting. "Ew! Greg, I have no time for him. Hindi ko din siya kailangan atsaka alam mo namang ayoko nang makipagbalikan sakanya. Ikinasal ako sakanya pero I'm setting an annulment hinihintay ko nalang na pirmahan niya so everything will be soon processed."
Yes, Kristine was married to Fred but because he's a womanizer and she can't change him, she decided to end their marriage but Fred doesn't like too.
"What's wrong in forgiving your husband?" Pang-aasar na tanong ni Greg.
"I had enough, Greg, and I already forgive him. Ayoko lang na bumalik sa bangungot na yun." Kristine said.
"I think he's changing." Greg stated. "Wala siyang ka-date kagabi and he won you last night. So, what are you planning to do with your date?"
"None but to date him." Kristine rolled her eyes.
Sakto namang dumating na ang kapeng kanina pang hinihintay ni Greg. "Asaan ang senyorita mo?" tanong nito sa kasambahay.
"Nasa library po. Wag daw pong istorbuhin at gumagawa siya ng mga bagong designs." Sagot ng naka unipormeng kasambahay.
Greg nodded for knowing. "Kumain na ba yun?"
Kristine was simply listening to them with a smile on her lips.
The maid shook her head. "Wala pong gana."
"Cook her some Cordon Bleu that's her favorite." He said. Inalam talaga niya kung ano ang paborito nitong pagkain.
Nice, one point for being a good husband, Greg. He told himself.
"Okay po, Senorito." The maid left them.
"You're so caring to your wife. So, what's your plan for your date?"
He shook his head with a smile. "Let's not talk about it." Nalala nanaman niya ang narinig mula sa kwarto nito kagabi.
She nodded for knowing. "Anyway, how's your hacienda? I heard na may balak ka daw dagdagan ang lawak ng rancho? You're eating too much land space, Greg. Paano naman ang ibang mga negosyante na gustong bumili ng lupa?"
It was true he was planning to buy the next lot to their ranch. Lumalaki kasi ang business nila at ang ibinebenta nilang saka ay lumalawak na rin ang koneksyon.
"You're greedy now." Tatawang sabi ni Kristine.
"I'm not greedy the 30 percent of the ranch's income was moved for the charity. Hindi lahat ng kinikita ay napupunta sa bank accounts naming mag-asawa. Wag mokong itulad kay Chavo na ginagamit ang kita para sa mga babae niya." Greg laughed.
Kristine shook her head with a smile on her lips. "I think we're talking too much. I need to go and finalize everything. . . ." She stood up from her seat. "So, I'll keep going. See you whenever I see you."
Si Greg naman ay nanatiling nakaupo.
"Aren't you going to send me down out?" She asked.
Greg took a sip on his coffee. "I'm tired ang taas ng veranda para bumaba pa and you know the place so you won't get lost."
"Bwisit ka talaga, Greg." She rolled her eyes and walked out of the place.
Si Greg naman ay ininom ang huling kape at pumasok na sa loob.
"Asaan ang senyorita mo?" tanong niya sa isang naka unipormadong kasambahay. Hindi ito ang kasambahay na kasuap niya kanina.
"Nasa library po, senyorito." She replied.
"Kumain na ba siya?"
"Hindi daw po siya nagugutom."
Hindi na siya nagsalita at naglakad papunta sa may library. Wala siya sa mood na maglakad pero kahit malayo ang library mula sa kanyang kinatatayuan ay tinungo parin niya ang lugar.
He knocked the door thrice before entering the library.
"I told you I'm not in the mood to take my breakfast." She said without throwing a look. She was focusing on a sketch paper while holding a coloring pencil. May nakaipit pang isang blue coloring pencil sa tenga nito.
Akala ata niya kasambahay din ako. Ang gwapo ko naman para maging kasambahay. He thought and smiled.
"Don't interrupt me." She said still not looking.
He cleared his throat, reason for her to face him.
"W-What are you doing here??" She said and backed her sight at her stuff again.
"Sinabi sakin ng mga kasambahay na hindi ka pa daw kumakain?" He said with a concern. He putted his hands on the pocket of his jog pants.
"I'm not hungry." She simply said.
"But you need to eat your breakfast." He said, still standing on his place.
She faced him. "Do I have a care?"
He didn't talk.
"No right? So better leave because I don't need you here and your presence. I don't need anyone's presence here." Mataray na sabi niya. "OUT!"
Aw, ganda ng umaga ko. He thought.
Walang sagot na umalis siya at iniwan ito at dahil sa inis ay nawalan nang gana si Greg na magpatuloy ng umagahan kaya pumunta na siya agad sa rancho.
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Patrice was drinking her tea at the veranda in front of the front door. The sky was dark and it's breezing. Hindi siya makapag-isip ng bagong designs. Namo-mroblema pa siya dahil sa sinabi ni Ynah sakanya.
*FLASHBACK*
She woke up because of her phone ringing.
"Seriously?!" She said and angrily reached her phone. "Who is this?!"
"Mrs. Franco, we've got the deal with the H.I.M. Magazine, Lip-Magazine, Nerve Magazine and On-Fashion-Style Magazine, they'll show your new designs and they wanted your husband to be your model dahil kay Greg ay pumayag sila."
Her eyes went wide from sleep. "WHAAT?! I can't do that! He's just a substitute!" She said.
"Pero, Pat. Kailangan nating sumunod. Nakuha na natin ang deal sa mga malalaking magazines company kaya hindi na natin pwedeng palampasin kaya if I were you talk to your husband again." She said from the other line. "We can't lose this opportunity."
"I can't do that. I'll talk to Nathan to do the modeling for my designs."
"Nathan was suitable for it pero sawa na sila kay Nathan."
She sighed. "I'll give you an answer tonight." Then she ended the call.
*End of FLASHBACK*
She checked her Gucci wrist watch. It's already 11 in the evening but her husband still not home.
"Senyorita, ipinapatanong po kung papakawalan na po ba ang mga police dogs?" One of the maids asked.
Tuwing gabi kasi ay pinapakawalan nang mga security guards ang mga police dogs para iwas na rin sa mga trespassers. Marami silang tauhan na security guard pero malaki ang Palace para kayanin ang pagbabantay.
"Go ahead." She said and faced the maid. "Alam mo ba kung nasaan ang Senyorito mo?"
"Nasa rancho daw po."
"Do you have his number?" She asked the maid. Ang layo ng rancho para ipasundo ang asawa at paniguradong nagpapahinga na ang ibang mga drivers.
"Kukunin ko lang po ang calling card niya sa library. Wala po kasi akong number ni Senyorito."
She crossed her arms and simply nodded.
Ngunit hindi na kailangang kunin ang numero ni Greg dahil sakay-sakay ng isang Range-Rover ay bumaba si Greg na pasan pasan ng isang Ginoong sa palagay ni Patrice ay isang sa mga magsasaka ng rancho.
Lasing na lasing si Greg.
She crossed her are and her eye brows were arching.
Iniakyat ito sa hagdan patungong veranda.
"Naku! Pasensya na ho kayo senyorita kung inuwi naming lasing si Senyorito Greg." Sabi nito na akay akay si Greg na pulangpula ang mukha at ang leeg at naka singkit na rin ang mata nito.
"Uy-Uy! Ashawa ku!" He walked to her and hugged her so tight.
GODDDD!!! He was so heavy!!!!
Hinawakan niya ang bewang ni Greg para alalayan ito. Imbes na tulungan siya ng ginoo ay nanatili lang itong nakatingin sa kanila na may ngiti sa labi.
Greg faced the farmer. "Ganda ashawa ku, diba?" Inakbayan nito si Patrice.
Ngumiti ang ginoo at nag thumbs up pa. "Oho, Senyorito, bagay na bagay kayo ni Senyorita Patrice."
"Greg, stop." Mahinang sabi ni Patrice dahil inaamoy-amoy ni Greg ang tuktok ng buhok niya. He was towering her.
"Sige ho, senorita, ako po'y aalis na. Heto nga po pala ang susi ng sasakyan ng Senorito." Pagpapaalam nito at ibinigay sakanya ang susi ng Range Rover na minaneho nito.
Patrice looked to the maid. "Tumawag ka nga ng lalaking pwedeng magbuhat kay Greg."
Pero mukhang hindi nito narinig ang sinabi niya dahil nakatititg lang ito sa kanila at may ngiting kinikilig. Gusto niyang sigawan 'to pero masyado na siyang pagod para magalit.
"Hey? Call someone who can carry your senyorito Greg to his room." Sabi ni Patrice na may halong pagtataray ang tono ng boses.
Tumango naman ito at agad na umalis.
Sa sobrang bigat ni Greg ay napagdesisyunan ni Patrice na i-upo ito sa isang steeled chair. Hindi naman siya nahirapan dahil malapit lang ang upuan sakanila.
Goodness! Paano ko sasabihin sakanya yung napagusapan namin ni Ynah?!
Tumatakbong lumapit ang dalawang security guard sa pwesto nila at agad na inakay ng mga ito si Greg. Hindi na nila inakyat sa kwarto si Greg dahil masyadong mahaba at mataas ang hagdan kaya iniutos ni Patrice na dalhin nalang si Greg sa isang guest room. Malawak rin naman ito at may konektadong pintuan na magdadala sa shower room.
"Hmn . . . . ." Greg moaned as the guards placed him at the bed.
Patrice was standing at the door frame. "Can you call Nana Sena?" Patrice said to the Maid.
"Masama po ang pakiramdam, senyorita."
Napalunok si Patrice. Who's going to change him? She thought. Ayaw niyang hindi si Nana Sena ang magbibihis rito. Madamot na kung madamot pero ayaw niyang may ibang kasamabahy na makakita ng katawan ng asawa niya baka kung ano pang gawin ng mga ito kay Greg.
"Sige po, senyorita. Aalis na po kami" Sabi ng guard at ng kasambahay.
Tumango lang siya at nanatiling pinagmamasdan ang asawang mahimbing na natutulog sa kama.
"Ihatid niyo na'ko . . . . . .. sha Palace . . . . . . madami pakong gagawin . . . . . . . baka magalit shakin yung ashawa ko shakin . . . . . . hindi ko dapat pabayaan ang Palace at ang mansiyon . . . . ." Pikit matang nagsasalita si Greg.
May kung anong bagay na kumurot sa puso ni Patrice.
Her husband must be so tired and exhausted doing the ranch and the Palace. Alam niyang may mga malalaking negosyo si Greg na iniwan sa Manila pero bakit narito pa ito at namamalagi sa Palace?
Hindi niya alam pero naupo siya sa gilid ng kama habang pinagmaamsdan ang asawa niyang natutulog. Pinasadahan ng malalambot na kamay ang maamo at gwapong mukha nito.
"I'm sorry if you can't live the life you wanted. Ikinulong ka ni dad sakin para hindi ko maramdaman ang kahirapan. I should be thankful of having you and not hating you." She said as if he was listening.
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Yours truly,
~NOLOVEFLIGHT~