I smiled as I closed my eyes. How nice to sleep when you feel light and your heart is happy.
But despite that, I was scared. I was afraid of falling and eventually ... I would be left behind again...
"Good morning, Sol!" Kia's voice rang out in my morning.
I straightened up before facing her. "It is so early, Kia. What are you doing here?" I asked sleepily.
She frowned at my answer. "Good morning is all I want to receive from you!" she exaggerated.
I got up and made the bed first. "What is it? I have a lot to do now. Next week, there will be events," I said to her.
"It's ugly. You didn't seem to enjoy it yesterday. Maybe you want to tell me about what you two talked about," she teased.
I rolled my eyes at her. "I'm sorry to tell you but nothing. I'm going to take a bath," I replied to annoy her.
While I was taking a bath, she complained. Isn't she tired of speaking?
"We have a different way. Will you still follow me?" I asked her.
She pouted at me. "You should say all the information later." She winked at me once.
She was still singing as she walked away from me.
I was just shaken. I just walked to my office.
"Oh my gosh!" I was surprised when someone suddenly crossed in front of me.
The man chuckled at my reaction. "Sorry," he said in a baritone voice.
I rolled my eyes at him. "You really look like a mushroom that's just popping up everywhere!" annoyed I said.
He pouted at me. "It's ugly. It's early in the morning!" he said ike a child.
"What do you need?" I asked while walking.
He goes with me. "I need a good morning," he replied.
I looked at him and he's freaking serious, huh?
"The amount of time you have, architect," I promised.
He chuckled. "I need a good morning from Ms. Sol," he said. He really ignored what I said.
I rolled my eyes. "I'm busy today, architect," I replied again.
My 'good morning' is precious. When we were right in front of the door of my office I stopped and faced him.
"Now, you can go. You just want to take me here." I smiled at him.
The man smiled at me too. "Good moring," he promised again.
I rolled my eyes. "Go away!" He pouted.
"Please?" he said softly.
I frowned, unable to believe what this man was doing to me now. "Why are you doing this? What did you eat?" I asked in annoy face.
His lips rose. "I just want a good morning from you!" he replied.
I rolled my eyes. "By the way, I think you can be the host for our upcoming event," I said.
His forehead furrowed. "I'm an architect," he replied.
I laughed. "You're funny!" I stopped laughing when I realize I'm over-acting.
"Do you need anything else, architect? I'll still be working," I solemnly promised.
He grinned. "Nothing. I'll just come back here later."
My forehead furrowed. "Why? Did you crush me so much? Don't make it public," I said shamelessly.
He chuckled. "Sorry but I'm too open when it comes to my feelings," he seriously said.
I bite my lips. "Just go!" I even pushed him to leave and maybe what else would he tell me and I would still believe.
As soon as I was sitting on my bench, my phone rang.
Unknown Number:
Did you eat breakfast already?
My forehead furrowed. I didn't reply because I didn't know who it was.
What I did, I just called my family.
They were all happy on the screen while looking at me. I can feel that they really missed me too. I am too.
I do really miss them all but I have to be strong. I always remind myself that I should be brave enough. I should always choose mind over heart.
Because when my heart chooses anything like that. Work or the person you love. You lose when you choose your heart.
I would rather sacrifice in the mean time, be lonely for the meantime than choose the happiness that doesn't last long. Better to be sure.
"Buenas tardes, señora," a janitor greeted me. (Good afternoon, ma'am!)
He knocked first before entering.
He was carrying food. He carefully laid it on my table.
He smiled at me first and was about to leave when I called him.
"Quién me dio esto?" I asked him. (Who gave this to me?)
He smiled broadly. "Del hombre guapo y amable," he replied to me. (From the handsome and kind man)
My forehead furrowed.
Man?
"Bueno. ¿Ya almorzaste?" I asked him again. (Okay. Do you eat already?)
He smiled at me and nodded.
"Bueno. Gracias. ¡Que tenga un buen día!" I said. (Okay. Thank you. Have a good day!)
When the man leave, I looked at the fleshy food. Its volume!
This is called la comida. Various dishes are placed here.
Who gave it to me?
I was surprised when my phone rang. I thought it's Tatiana.
Unknown Number:
Enjoy your lunch. I can't be able to go there because Travis and I will visit the building.
I'm not surprised. In the first place, I know it's him.
Where did he get my number?
Unknown Number:
Save my number.
He is so demanding.
I replied.
The amount of this food is so many. Also, where did you get my number? I'm not going to save your number.
In less than a minute, he immediately replied. Time work done texting.
Unknown Number:
Even in the text, I will be rejected :(
I was more bored with his emoji. I just didn’t reply to him because it might continue.
Even against my will, I ate the foods he sent. I won’t finish it all so I’ll leave some with Kia. I'm sure that woman won't deny on foods. My diet is broken.
After I ate, my phone rang again.
Unknown Number:
I already eat. I'm sure you're full too.
I bite my lips as I read his text.
No, I'm not. I'm not smiling, right?
I replied.
The amount of load you have, architect.
I hadn’t even hung up my phone it beeped again.
Unknown Number:
Yes. Do you want? I can load you if you want as long as there is a replacement;)
I rolled my eyes. The thickness of this man's face.
I replied again.
You love exchange, don't you? What replacement? I will be your girlfriend? I can load my number if I want :)
The man replied immediately really.
Unknown Number: Sorry but no :(
I have not been able to reply, there's a follow up again.
Unknown Number:
I don't want you to be my girlfriend.
My jaw tightened after reading his text.
Yes! Am I ugly? This man is terrible.He's not so handsome too!
As for me, I even said that I will be his girlfriend!
I was about to turn off my phone when it beeped again.
Unknown Number:
You know why? Because it's better to call you 'my wife'.