Cinyla's POV Our trip was three hours and I can say that I also rested well. I'm wearing a simple gray dress that goes past the knee with a white cardigan in case I get cold and Reebok shoes that sir gave me. We left early in the morning and had another problem before our ride to the airport was completely safe. So we arrived here after three o'clock. After a few moments, the plane we were on was going down. We are currently in line to collect our luggage. There are a lot of people around, the conversation is a bit noisy and confused as if everyone is busy in their place. I am with Sir BenChua, Joshua, and Sir's three bodyguards. "Finally back home!" I said cheerfully as I pulled my suitcase out. "I'll take you, but you go first, right Joshua?" Sir asked Joshua. It just nodded in agreement. He was only wearing a black jacket, black pants, and white Nike shoes. It's simple but he's bold. "Are you okay Cinyla?" this sudden question caused me to come back to reality. I didn't notice t
Cinyla's POVThe flowers in our little garden are awesome, clean, and beautiful. I smiled a little. Everything became normal. I was here in our small garden and sipping my tea. Since returning to Manila, I haven't heard anything or a hint from the mysterious man who gives letters and gifts. I hope it's gone. I looked around, but nothing unusual. It was quiet and many flowers were on our side because Mommy loves and cares for flowers."Oh Cinyla, are you okay?" he asked while drinking tea.When I put down the cup, I looked at Mommy's behavior, she was carrying bread on a saucer."I brought your snacks, I also want to tell you something." My heart beat faster at what he said and on the right side where I was sitting, he sat next to me.Even though our garden behind the house is small, it has a round table and three chairs for relaxing or feeling peaceful.I took a deep breath before speaking. "Thank you, Mommy, what will you tell me about?""I hope you won't be surprised son, I want him
Cinyla's POVSince we had a bad conversation with Mommy yesterday, we are talking to each other now. But it looks vague, because of the silence in the house I know that something will happen next. But to be honest, my head hurt last night just thinking about it. I couldn't say anything else because apart from the words he was saying, I also couldn't understand his actions now.I am currently in our living room checking emails on my laptop. I have school next week because sir gave me leave. It's good to relax, but it's all about memories. But honestly, I'm also hoping that Mommy might change her mind because she knows that I love work."Do you have school, son? Can we talk later?” I stopped scrolling when he came and asked. He was carrying a red box but I didn't pay attention to it."My school starts next week because of the leave given by sir, but I have a walk later, I have a meeting with the boss." I'm lying because if I say that sir and I are going out, what might Mommy think."Wha
Cinyla's POVI almost did any position but I don't think I can sleep well anymore. I still can't get over the look of sir from earlier. How quickly he changes his mind! I thought I had no school tomorrow and Monday. I couldn't help but get up and sit down. Ugh! I still have class tomorrow! I looked at my little clock and it was ten o'clock in the evening, but I didn't feel any sleepiness. Thinking about earlier dominated me.What's in Daddy's name?Instead of thinking, I just put my feet down to put on slippers. I'll just go to the kitchen to make some milk. It's because at my age, even though I'm in my 20s, milk still really makes me sleepy.I turned on the light in the kitchen. Grab a new one and a teaspoon, and start brewing. Later I heard footsteps, I bit my lip and stopped for a moment."W-who is that?" I asked loudly in the absence because I knew Mommy was resting."Cinyla, this is your Mommy. Why are you still awake at this hour?" It came closer and I was able to breathe proper
Cinyla's POVI still don't understand sir's offer, why did he see me pretending to be his girlfriend? I knew that he had flirted before that's why I rejected him because I wasn't ready and I didn't know if he was serious or not. His offer is good, but I don't want to fall into a plan that has consequences in the end. I breathed deeply. There is even a problem, he wants to add more.I'm currently sitting at my desk, looking at the black folder he gave me. I still haven't opened it so I don't know and understand anything about what he said about my new rules and obligations for him.He is really strong! You thought I would agree! No! A big NO!I sat up and swallowed, I took the black folder and opened it but suddenly someone knocked on the door."Cinyla? Are you there?"I let go of what I was holding and stood up. "Yes sir, I am here!" I opened the door and sir smiled at me."Can you join me later for lunch?" I raised my eyebrows because of his offer."My treat. Forget my offer and the
Cinyla's POV I am busy cleaning the house when someone's doorbell is on our gate." Cinyla, open it first, maybe my guest is already there," my mom said from the kitchen, while I am in the living room sweeping. "Yes mommy," I replied. I finished sweeping first because it was so close and put it aside. Because it's still morning but my mom has a visitor right away. I don't know who is that, maybe our near relatives. Sh*t "Good morning milady," a handsome man in front of me said sweetly. His skin is white and his height is tall. He has a dimple on both sides of his cheek so when he smiles, every woman can adore him. But all of that is just a weird imagination. Stop thinking, Cinyla."Good morning too. Who are you? I said with a smile. Maybe he just got lost in our village but my mom said he is a guest here, or maybe he is our relative or my mom's friend of mine. "Oh, there you are, BenChua. Just come inside, I have already cooked our lunch. Kindly join us!" she said happily. "Ciny
Cinyla's POV I woke up because of the loud growl I was letting out. "Ugh! That's enough!" "Uhm..." my weak moan. Until I finally woke up because it was all a dream. Thanks, God! Honestly, I am so tired and annoyed yesterday, I forgot to eat dinner because I don't want to talk with him, rather I choose to rest in my room. Besides, I can't contact my boyfriend so I probably keep myself calm down and I sleep early. Until I thought of getting up and cleaning my bedroom. I feel hungry, so I do nothing but go out to my room. I'm starving, hays! It's up to me not to pay attention to him. Even though there is a part of me that becomes proud, I chose to just swallow it, I'm simply wearing it now, simple pajamas and a t-shirt. As I comb my long hair, suddenly there was a knock on my door. I let go of who it was because I was about to finish combing, and maybe it was just my mother. But there was no voice and at the last knock, I approached the door. And I didn't expect what I see, it was
Cinyla's POV UGH! I can't concentrate on what I'm doing right now. He is annoying and that man has been confusing my mind since he entered our house. In addition, my heart was beating faster, as if horses were running at high speed. I was caught in my heart. "Heart, can you please calm down first? I know you're just shocked but he doesn't suit you!" My mind screamed. I just chose to pick up my guitar. It's Saturday so I don't have a job because the office is often only open from Monday to Friday. I sit in my favorite red chair near my working and study area, touched it first, and thought of something to sing. I love music and when I'm not doing anything I play, or I often choose to write songs just for fun. I also didn't fulfill my dream then, since my father passed away, I chose to just claim my talent. It's sad but how do I get started? If on the very day I pursue my plans I have lost my special supporter and inspiration —my father. I stopped strumming and put in it a bag. I sa