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YNA arrived at the office unusually early. She had woken up in high spirits, and her good mood stayed with her as she walked in with a bright smile.She went straight to her desk, opened her laptop, and double‑checked the reports she had finished. “Okay. Perfect. Everything is done. I hope he’ll appreciate the work.” She reviewed the files one last time and found no mistakes anywhere. A quiet breath of relief escaped her; the weight of the task was finally lifted.Alas had not arrived yet, so she began drafting new proposals. She wanted to create opportunities for the people of Malaya, hoping that tourists would see the beauty of the place and bring life to the community. She had not been able to explore fully during her last visit because of the rain, but next time she planned to walk every path and take photographs to share the village’s charm.She was typing an article when she heard a knock at the door. It was almost certainly not Alas—he always came straight in, using his spare k
ALAS had already arrived at his company, where he quickly wrapped up the urgent emergency meeting that had cut his trip short. As soon as the meeting ended, he headed straight to his office. He had been away for only one day, yet piles of documents and pending work had already grown tall across his desk. He found himself thinking of Malaya Village, the only place where he had truly slept soundly and peacefully. Here in the busy rush of Manila, he rarely got more than two or three hours of rest each night. Three hours slipped by while he worked his way through every file, signing his name, adding notes, and approving requests until the last stack was cleared. He rubbed his eyes, his shoulders heavy with exhaustion, and decided it was finally time to head home and get some rest. He was already walking toward the elevator when he spotted her waiting near the lobby entrance. “Hi, Alas!” Brenda called out, her voice light and sweet, carrying a soft, playful lilt that sounded almost like
Yna woke up feeling wonderful, a soft smile already on her face. Alas was still fast asleep beside her, so she quietly slipped out of bed and left him be—this man really was a chronic oversleeper. She stepped outside the nipa hut, her mind set on repaying the kindness their hosts had shown them. She fetched her wallet from Alas’ car first, then headed straight for Captain Larry’s home. “Good morning,” she greeted warmly. “Good morning to you too—you’ve perfect timing, I’m just having coffee. Care to join me?” he offered. The rich, earthy aroma alone told her it would taste far better than the instant sachet coffee she was used to, and she was already eager to try it. “I’d love to.” Yna settled on the floor as Captain Larry poured her a cup of brewed coffee. “By the way, where’s your companion? What was his name again? He’s been here a few times now, but I still haven’t properly learned who he is.” “Ah… that’s Alas. I left him still sleeping,” she replied, then took a slow sip. “
THE surroundings had grown dim, but they could still make out the path leading back to the hut. They reached it quickly and stepped inside at once.Alas spread the woven pandan mat across the floor, then arranged the pillows and blanket on top of it.Yna sat down on the edge, just beside the mat. “What am I supposed to do now? I can’t sleep without any light,” she complained. She had never been used to anything like this; she had grown up surrounded by comfort, in a grand house with huge, soft beds. Right now, she felt worse off than the poorest people she knew.Alas smiled and patted the spot on the mat beside him. “Lie down and rest if you want. Don’t let your worries keep you awake. And don’t be afraid—nothing bad will happen to you. I’m right here to keep you safe.”“But… I still can’t sleep in a place like this. I miss my room, and my soft bed.” Alas let out a quiet sigh. “This is all your fault—you’re the one who brought me here in the first place,” she grumbled at him.“Shh. I’m
YNA woke up feeling warm and rested, and for a moment she didn’t want to move at all. She stirred slowly and opened her eyes—then nearly screamed, quickly clamping a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound.She could hardly believe it. She and Alas were still wrapped in each other’s arms. He was still asleep, leaning back against the rough wooden wall, holding her close as if they were two people lost in the cold, clinging to each other just to stay warm.No matter what had happened, she felt nothing but gratitude toward him. Just as he’d said, he hadn’t left her alone—he’d held her through every shiver and every clap of thunder. And she couldn’t bring herself to lie: she had liked it, more than she cared to admit. She let her gaze wander freely over his face, taking in every detail of his peaceful, handsome features.The rain had not stopped completely, but it had softened to a gentle drizzle. The fierce thunder and lightning were gone, yet darkness was already settling over the valle
THE entire car was filled with heavy silence as they made their way toward in Malaya Village. The only sounds cutting through the quiet were the distant honks of other vehicles. Alas could no longer stand the deafening silence between them, so he finally spoke up.“Why are you so quiet?” he asked, hoping to break the stillness that was only made worse by how long the journey felt.Yna let out a sigh. “What exactly am I supposed to say? It’s not like there’s anything to talk about,” she replied, her tone laced with her usual stubborn sarcasm.“Fair enough,” he answered gently. “But I’m just not used to you being this quiet.” He glanced over and saw she didn’t seem to care one way or the other. “We’re almost there. When you see the sign that says “WELCOME TO MALAYA”, you’ll know we’ve arrived. I promise you’re going to love this place.”“Okay,” she said simply, turning her gaze to the window. The scenery unfolding before her was breathtaking—tall, lush trees lined the winding road, and t







