Ryo really picked me up. He always went to his work around seven to eight in the morning and went out around five to six in the evening. Minsan naman may trabaho pa siyang dala sa bahay at nagbabasa kapag gabi. Gaya na lang ngayon, kasama n’ya nga ako sa loob ng kotse papunta sa kumpanya pero ang mga mata at atensyon niya nasa hawak niyang papel.
Hindi naman ako nagseselos kasi alam ko naman na related ‘yun sa work n’ya. Ang problema lang, he’s with me.
Napatigil naman ako sa pag-iisip. Oh my, what did I just say? Why am I being capricious?
"Are you okay?" I heard Ryo ask.
I stared at him for a second and then nodded my head. "Yeah, may naisip lang ako na ikinagulat ko," I assured him.
Kumunot naman ang noo niya. I know he wants to ask me about it, but the document in his hands is muc
