43 - Did Not Know

He paused for a moment when he saw the happy family laughing and chatting inside a Restaurant. A picture of pleasure and contentment. He stared at them for a long time when someone spoke next to him.

"Your bag."

His eyes narrowed when Gheron saw it and without saying a word he slapped its cheek that he was not prepared for.

"Don't you ever show up to me again!" he was sick of it.

"But we're just together on the farm."

He ignored it. Every step he took was heavy as he hugged his bag. Ando’n his cellphone and fare. He will go to the nearby bus stop and take a bus that is not included.

"Hey Marie-babes, I'm sorry."

He heard nothing and he didn’t care sorry it said. He did not know why his heart was heavy now. Was it because he saw Gheron return his bag or was it because he saw a happy family together at a table? He smiled bitterly. Either way, he doesn't care anymore.

"Marie, sorry."

He took the winter scarf from his bag and put it around his neck. Enough to relieve his coldness. His hand is clasped. He wanted to return to the farm to rest.

“Look, okay. It is my fault. I make fun of you. I say sorry and I mean it. ”

He continued to walk. He becomes numb. his heart was in the cold again and he knew why.

His cellphone rang, he immediately took it out of the bag while walking and looked at what his brother was chatting.

‘Sister, Mark is at the police station and in custody. Because of the stubbornness, eh. Go with his friend, eh, just after shabu. He is the instructed seller. Need 80 thousand bail. Mom said, send it tomorrow so Mark can come out. '

He stopped walking. He could not believe what he read. It was as if something suddenly stuck in his throat and his eyes became hot. He seemed depressed and did not know what to think.

She tried not to weaken but her tears kept falling. His hand trembled as he held his cell phone and read over and over the message from his brother.

Her tears flowed like a river. He seemed to have accumulated all the resentments from Gheron, in the news I read today, to the happy family he saw eating at the Restaurant that he thought that his family in the Philippines would be like that.

Unbeknownst to her, she was sobbing and began to shrug. He was knocked down. His supposed numbness was shattered.

"Marie"

He felt Gheron's presence behind him. Her sobs turned into sobs that she couldn't stop. It was so painful and he knew what that tear was for now. He knew but he didn’t have time to complain, he didn’t g right. This is the family he came to know and this is what he promised he would do everything on behalf of the family. He has the job. So he should be the one to give, that's what his parent always says.

Her tears were steady and whatever Marie wiped, it didn’t go away. They seem to have a mind of their own that is purely a drop.

“Marie, are you okay? I’m sorry. ”

He did not say a word. He didn't want anyone to see his weakness but here it is and Gheron is still witnessing his weakness today.

"Marie"

"Maybe!" He loudly shook Gheron's hand that caressed his shoulder. “Can you leave now! Leave me!" Her eyes filled with tears as she faced it.

It's fun now. He saw her crying so he went ahead and left her. That’s why it’s teasing him ‘isn’t it? Because it is mysterious to him, he is cursed. Now, it has seen him weak, it has fun.

"I'm sorry," he apologized as he looked at her.

"Sorry?" She smiled wryly as her tears flowed. “Why are you sorry? Ah, because you saw me cry today and you thought you were the reason for it? Ah, because your first acquaintance with ‘me’ was a woman who was brave and didn’t care around. A woman numb and insensitive, isn’t she? Now, you know I’m weak. Leave and return to the farm first! ”

She sighed, “I'm not sorry to see you cry, or to see you weak. I'm sorry because I can't do anything to stop your tears. "

He was stunned and speechless at Gheron's words. He had nothing to say.

"Here." He handed her the handkerchief but she did not take it. He just stared into it. "It's me…" He approached her and wiped away the evidence of his weakness. She felt the caution in its hand and even though she was annoyed at the young man's presence, she couldn't help but get angry at it now.

He stared at it while no words came out of his mouth. Her tears were still flowing but Gheron wiped them away. When he woke up and his mind was on its way, he quickly shook his hand. He has not forgotten what it did to him on the bus earlier and how it lured him.

"Go away." He looked at it blankly.

"Here comes the tiger," he teased.

He just looked at it and turned away. He's okay… for now. She can't cry while the man is around. He still needs to talk to his brother to find out the full details of why.

His steps are big. His eyes were focused on his cellphone to call his brother on the messenger but he was just surprised when someone grabbed his old phone. His eyebrows met immediately when he saw Gheron take over and looked at him seriously.

"Do you want to cry again?"

"Do you care?" he was sick of it.

“Of course, I care, Marie. What I hate most of all is seeing you cry! ”

“You're not the reason I'm crying, Gheron. Don't be assuming. ”

"I know, and if I make you cry, you won't cry in pain. You will cry with pleasure. ” It suddenly grinned.

Annoyed, he kicked her in the knee, which she immediately kicked. "My phone is mine."

"No!" His face was still frowning and he slightly rubbed the knee he had kicked. “Your strength also kicked, ah. Other than the strong slap, where else are you strong? Hmm? ” Marie's dog-like grin flashed again. It looks like someone else is thinking of lust.

Instead of emote and dramatizing in the middle of Japan alone, it seems that he can't do it because of the young man's pest presence.

“You know that, you devil? Manyakol kang yawaa ka! ” Do you know you are a demon? Kiss you demon!

He smiled at what he said as if he understood the language he used. That's Visayas.

"Diay?" Really?

It was as if heaven had fallen on him when he answered in the language he used. Annoyed, he kicked her other knee. He was able to stand up and get hurt but he didn't believe it anymore.

"My phone is mine."

"Unless you come with me for a cup of coffee."

His eyes widened at the young man. It was important for him to call his brother. He looked at the man badly but it seemed like he didn't care.

"A cup of coffee for free or your phone?"

His eyebrows arched and he looked at Gheron fantastically. Does he think he'll be brainwashed again and then what, fisherman? Instead of following its wishes, he chose to turn away. He will take a bus and go home to the farm. He knew it would chase him and return his phone.

But he was five steps away, and the young man did not chase after him. He took another step but no Gheron followed. The wind blew him away and he dared to turn around. That's how blood rushed to his head when he saw it smiling. Before he shouted in anger, the young man turned around and went to the open coffee shop in front next to the Restaurant.

Bwesit!

She could do nothing but obey the man. It really knows how to bwesitin his whole day until he dies. Pwes, he will recover. Don't be complacent. Just wait for it to do so. It wants to, bwesitan life, ah!

"Their coffee here is delicious." The extent of Gheron's smile as he followed it into the shop. It was already close to the counter and the female staff who was looking at the young man was obviously shaking.

"I don't have any money so give me my phone so I can go home." He calmly promised as he held out his hand to it.

"You had a salary before, ah."

“It's not for coffee. It’s for my family in the Philippines, Gheron. Now if you want to make coffee until your blood turns brown, have fun! But my phone that you stole from me without notice, give it to me. ”