"Thank you," I whispered as I handed him his helmet. I saw my mother, sweeping our garden. She smiled at us.I turned my back on Rael and walked towards our gate. But I automatically closed my eyes in embarrassment when I heard what my mother said."Are you courting my daughter, Rael?" Mama asked in a sweet voice as though she was asking a simple question."Ma..." I could feel my cheeks burning when my eyes darted at Rael who was just watching me. He got off his motorcycle."I want to but your daughter does not," he answered politely. My eyes widened, lips parted. I wanted to say something to oppose him but I was too shocked to even move my lips."It is not going to be a problem for me if you will be my daughter's boyfriend," Mama said in a nonchalant voice. "Just be patient, dear. She is just being hard to get. You just have to show her a little bit more of fondness."I was completely swallowed my embarrassment that I just wanted to disappear."W-What are you talking about, Ma? That
Nathrelya...Who is Nathrelya? Why... why did that name flash in my mind...Why didn't I see my mother in those memories?I can already remember my older memories. In a province... But it just made me more confused. This is not my life before...This is not what I have lived before... A woman. I lived in a house with a woman... she is my mother. Her name is Cassandra. Her skin was as white as snow. She was a very beautiful woman. I am sure... she is my mother.But when I tried to remember some details, my brain throbbed painfully.My name is not Yula. But what am I here? Why do people from here call me Yula? How did I get here if this is not the life that I grew up with?"Yula! Come on! What are you still waiting for?" Nessa pulled my hand.That name suddenly became strange to my ears. It was as if all of this is just a borrowed time. I do not own this life. I stared at Nessa but eventually, I just shook my head. I walked towards the terminal of the jeepney with few plastic bags i
There was a hill... A hill with colorful flowers scattered around it. From afar, there were mountains. The sky was spread in front of my eyes. I couldn't helped but stare at it. A peaceful scenery is what I am seeing. The different hues of the sky gives me a tranquility feeling. I feel like... this place very special to me.I could also see a church... I am not sure if it was really a church. It could be a mansion or a hospital. It is hard to tell because it was completely ruined and very old. It seems that it was built a hundred years ago.Where is this? What place is this? Is this Conlabefio?When I glanced at the man beside me, I sucked in a deep breath.His hues could tell tales of sky and amber in first rays of dawn at the same time."If I would ever get married... I want it to be held here," I said, smiling at him.The gentle wind was caressing his dark brown hair. I wanted to run my fingers through it... I wanted to touch him.He gently cupped my face. I can't help but closed
As I stared at his hues, memories started to appear. The blue sky was dotted with white clouds that being carried slowly by the gentle wind. It was already almost dusk so that kids were outside, playing."Oh! You have a wound, Nathrelya." Sussie parted her lips as she examined the small wound in my arm."Your mother will get mad," Princess commented as if she was scared for me.I just smiled at them and they were suddenly stunned. "She will not see this.""Your cheeks are so red, Nathrelya. Why do you look so beautiful? I wish my hair was as as soft as yours." Princess caressed my hair."Tss! That is just makeup! Your mom is a prostitute, right? So it is normal for you to have makeup!"I glanced at Layla who was rolling her eyes at me."Huh? You already use makeup, Nathrelya? That is not allowed for kids like us! My sister said! We should only use makeup when we are in college! We are just in third grade!" Sussie said.I pouted, shaking my head. "No. My mother's makeup are hidden. And
As soon as I went out of the library, I just had a few steps when three girls stopped infront of me. They were in eight grade. I could see the anger in the girl's eyes standing in the middle. I know her because she always join beauty pageants in school. She is perfect for those kinds of pageant because she is beautiful and tall."You are just like your mother, huh? You are just in seventh grade, right? But why does it seem that you already memorized the art of being a whore?" Page hissed under her breath which made me nervous."I-I do not know what you are talking about," I said in a small voice. She laughed sarcastically as she rolled her eyes."She is even denying it!" One of the girls said whom I did not know."Ravaniel is my boyfriend, bitch! Leave him alone! Stop flirting with him! You should study instead of whoring aroun!" Paige's voice was full of hatred as she glared at me.I do not even know if I should laugh at her accusation. Ravaniel? That jerk? Flirting with him?! I woul
"Baby..." He whispered.I looked away, swallowing hardly. Ravnal was my childhood friend. I met him in Conlabefio and we became close friends since then based on those memories. And it breaks me to think that he is gone...But how?"Ravnal...." My voice broke. The corner of my eyes started to get sting. I looked back at Rael... or Ravaniel.His eyes darkened as he stared at me. An unknown emotion flashed. It was hard for me to decipher it. But one thing for sure is... there is an anger in his eyes."H-How did... he die?" I whispered, almost inaudible. My heart clenched when I said those words.That is all what I could remember. There was some images but they were too vague for me to even understand them.His jaw tightened dangerously as he looked away. The muscles in his jaw moved aggressively. "Tell me. We were supposed to get married, right? He was my fiance! But why did he die? Answer me, Ravaniel!" I uttered with bitter resentment but he just held my hand. "I will get you home,"
Rravnal and his family always go on a vacation. When he is not here, I am always sad. I do not have a phone so I am not able to call him. Sometimes, I wish that he was not born with a silver spoon at all. I wish that he was just a simple kid with a simple life like me. But no... he is a prince... He lives in a castle on top of a hill... with a lot of servants.I let out a deep sigh while my chin is rested on my palm as I stared at the moon. It was full. It was as if it is aware about the things in my mind right now. It was as if it can hear my wishes.I wonder what Ravnal is doing right now? It is impossible for him to look at the moon because if I am not mistaken, it is afternoon now in New Zealand.I just realized now that it is so hard to have a rich friend. I feel like he is a prince while I am just a poor girl living in the outskirts of town.Recently, they went to Japan. He gave me a lot of gifts when he got home. Aside from chocolates, he also gave me hand towels, Japanese dol
"Are you going to attend the practice later? I am so lazy! My partner is ugly! God!" Kristina frowned as she closed her book aggressively.I smiled as I shook my head. We, the grade nine students, were busy with our upcoming prom night. I am so excited. Kristina and I will look for our dresses later. I have saved money for this one because I know that my mother will not spend any amount just for my gown."Why? What is wrong with Pocholo? He is kinda cute actually," I said as I wrote in my notebook. I am copying Kristina's lecture because I was absent yesterday due to flu. Ravnal had visited me and brought a lot of foods. I can't help but laughed at him because he was too worried as if I was dying. It was just flu!"What?! Cute? Did you just say cute? His nostrils is so big! When we dance, he almost sniff me! He is also very sweaty!""Hey! Stop it." I frowned at her because she was insulting him. And her voice is so loud. The librarian has been glaring at us."It is true! Can we exchan