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I glanced at my wristwatch para maiwasan ang tingin nya, "tulog pa sila cause its still early...like it's just six in the morning. And I hadn't gotten far this time..." I trailed off, pouting my lips.

He ran his hand to his hair and shook his head, "Knowing you, you'll just disobey. And you really did. Don't do it again next time or else..." He narrowed his eyes on me. I stick my tongue out childishly at him.

He then turned to the old man just in front of me who was looking at us quietly. The corners of his lips turned upwards, smiling. "Mang Ando." Tumango sya his head in acknowledgment.

Instantly, as though they were longtime best friends, the old man, who now I know is Mang Ando, beamed at Eion. "Eion! Musta na anak?" (Eion! How are you, son?)

Eion shrugged his shoulders in reply, "Ayos lang po." Then his eyebrows raised, "Kayo po?" (I'm okay. You?)

Mang Ando chuckled lightly, "Aba't malakas pa." He then pointed at me, "Ingatan mo yang girlfriend mo, sa sunod baka mawala." (Still s