Chapter forty

WHAT THE HELL..

Nanlalaki ang mga mata niya habang nakatitig sa painting na iyon. Isang kwadradong kasing laki noong nasa sala ang nakasabit sa gilid ng pader ng kwarto nito.

Her lips parted. Napamaang sa nasilayan. Siguro nga may mga parte ng mukha na hindi akma, pero sigurado siya na siya ang nasa painting na iyon.

"It was my priceless possession." He whisper. He's already at her back. He put his both hands around her waist saka pinasalikop ang mga daliri sa harapan. He then lean his chin on her shoulder, minasdan rin nito ang painting.

"It was painted just by my memory of your face from five years ago. A friend of mine from Australia painted it. Back then I really don't know why I asked him to do it. Kung minahal na ba kita noon pa lang or I'm just guilty of what I've done. Isa lang ang alam ko, hindi ka na naalis sa isip