Amore Mio. il Mio Nemico (My Love. My Enemy)

“I’ll be back soon. *Thank u so much for everything. Just, wait for me.”It’s been 2 years and I haven’t heard from him since.How is he? Is he okay? Is he married already? Or turned out gay or something?I’m not sure about the gay part. He was so manly and handsome back then. But what if? Hays, this 5 am thoughts.Asan na kaya si Dimitri? Pagkatapos ng lahat lahat? Kinalimutan na niya ako ng tuluyan? Paano na yung pangako niya?Di ko maiwasang magtananong sa kawalan. Uso naman social media at amfee na ang internet dito sa pilipinas pero bakit ganon? Di ko mahagilap ang social media accounts ng lalaking yun.O baka naman patay na siya? Jusko naman! Wag naman sana! Magbabayad pa daw siya sa akin ng utang niya. Sayang naman yun pagnagkataon. Dalawang taon ng lumipas pero di parin siya nagparamdam. Mga huling habilin niya “just wait for me”. Luh? Asan ako mag hihintay? Saang parte ba ako mag hihintay? Anong concept ang hihintayin ko?Noong andito siya wala naman kaming naging espesyal

“So? Mr. Lorenzo..”“It’s Benécito Lorenzo and I’m not gonna waste my time so let’s go to the best part.” “Rosalía Quiava, you are now officially a slave to Dimitri Guidottí” he said with formality and sarcasm.“What the fuck?” I annoyingly answer.He smirked at my remark.“Anong slave-slave pinagsasabi mo? At anong kinalaman ko kay Dimitri Guidottí?” Naiirita na talaga ako.He chuckled. “Feisty. I like that. No wonder he come up with all this favors and treats. Anyway, all your debts from all different people, has been paid already. From local bank loans to small time business loans. Lahat ng mga pinagkakautangan mo ay bayad na. You need to resign as the current Youth Ambassador of this Barangay and you only have two weeks to pack all your things and settle all matters because you’ll fly to Milan this coming October 4th.” He informed. Teka! Di ako maka sunod! Ano daaaw?! “All legal matters regarding your resignation have been settled already and all your papers needed going to Mil

Milan Malpensa Airport ...Di maiwasang mamangha ni Rosalia ng makarating siya sa Milan sakay ang private plane ni Dimitri.Sinong mag aakala na pribadong eroplano ang masasakyan niya papuntang Italya. Di niya tuloy maiwasang magtanong sa sarili kung ano ba talaga o sino ba talaga si Dimitri Guidottí. She tried searching for his name pero ibang Guidottí ang lumalabas sa internet. Baka bilyonaryo ito at batikang business tycoon O isang sikat na artista? O baka naman isang mafia boss at drug syndicate boss?!Talamak pa naman ang ganoong kalakaran sa Europe. Di niya maiwasang mag alala. Ito na yata ang katapusan ng buhay niya. Naalala niya ang sabi ni Mr. Lorenzo noong una silang magkita, she is “officially a slave” of Dimitri Guidottí.Ang kapal talaga ng lalaking iyon, Si Dimitri na nga ang may utang sa kanya at nangakong babayaran siya tapos eto pa ngayon ang may ganang alipinin siya sa dayuhang lugar na iyon.“Makikita ng lalaking iyon ang hinahanap niya. Gusto talaga ata niya an

“Oh, my goodnessssss! Espagetting pababa in the morning?!” She was so amaze at how her breakfast look this good. Sa instagram lang sya nakakakita ng ganito ka aesthetically pleasing na pagkain. Pasta bolognese, garlic bread, different sausages, eggs benedict and fresh squeeze juice.Napatawa ang matandang babae na maigi siyang inasikaso. Sumunod naman si Manuel na nakiupo sa hapag.“Enjoy your breakfast Mía” tugon ng Matandang Babae and she digged in. Gutom na gutom na talaga siya.She wasn’t paying attention to all the people around her as of the moment. She treats it like it’s the breakfast and her moments only. She doesn’t care if she eats like there’s no tomorrow. All she care about is her Breakfast.She glanced at Manuel and she saw amusement in his eyes. She just smiles tho she still chews her sausages.She looked at the old lady and mouthed “thank you” while still eating. The old lady just smiles and just nod her head. “Well, good thing she got a big appetite,” the old lad