로그인Pervert
My fiancée named Arthur Buandivez, and I am Aifia Yuna Cruz. We've been engaged for 2 years. Our families have an agreement that we will get married when we reach the right age. I love him like no one else does, and he doesn't love me back. When I saw him at the convenience store, it broke my heart because of what I saw. He can love another person, while he can't love his own lover. But then again, it was all just a contract between our families. "Tangina, focus Aifia! Nawawala ka na dito, siya pa rin nasa utak mo, tanga mo!" I said to myself as I ran. I ran as fast as I could without resting. The pain I felt right now was too much. My eyes were filled with tears running down my flushed red cheeks as I ran, mixed with the light rain as I cried. When I was far enough, I caught my breath for five freaking minutes and looked everywhere to observe where the hell I was, and that's when I realized— I was freaking in an abandoned town! It's so quiet that you can hear the wind. I panted as I caught my breath and realized that no one was here, not a single human being. I'm scared. "Shit, nasaan na ako? Ang tanga-tanga ko talaga, tangina." I grabbed my phone from my pocket and called my mom, Yvelyn. Ringgg... ringgg... The user is not available. Please call again or just send a voice message after the ring. "Mommy, sagutin mo naman! Ba't pa kasi ako napadpad dito!" I complained and held my forehead. I was busy scrolling on my lavender phone and calling my mom for the fifth time, when I didn't notice someone standing so close behind me. "Ahhh! Tae ng kabayo! May kapre, tulong!" Without thinking, I grabbed my shoes, threw them away, and ran as fast as I could. I looked back and gasped as he was silently following me. I was really scared and kept running. The surroundings were so dark that I couldn't see his face, but from his posture and body, he was a man, and I thought he was a kapre because he was so tall. I glanced everywhere, hoping I would bump into someone and beg for help. As I glanced back at the kapre, he was still walking towards me and following me while holding my pretty shoes. May crush yata tong kapre na 'to sakin. After five minutes of running, I glanced again, hoping he would just leave my shoes and turn his back, but no, he was freaking following me. I was really scared and I was praying that he would leave me alone. And finally, I saw a guy standing across from a big tree, smoking. Ang baho ng amoy ng sigarilyo, but I don't care as long as he helps me get out of here. He's taller than me by about two inches and smaller than that kapre guy who's following me. I ran to my saviour and begged him to help me. "Kuya, help me po! That guy has been following me for 30 minutes straight and he will not give up po, kuya! Help me po, kapre yan kuya, tumakbo na tayo!" I begged him, hoping he would extend his help, and as I expected, he helped me. He smiled at me genuinely and extended his hand to help me stand up from kneeling. "Okay, let's get out of here, away from that monster you're talking about." I glanced back to where the kapre was, and there he was, standing so far from us, observing me and this gentleman who helped me. When I looked back in the direction we were running, I gasped. I saw a group of men standing and waiting for us, and I smiled in relief. Their aura was giving me creepy chills down my spine, pero mas nakakatakot talaga yung aura nung kapre. Diba sabi nila, kapag nakatagpo ka ng kapre, ibig sabihin may crush yun sayo! Safe ba ako sakanila? Baka mga holdaper to ha, uto-uto pa naman ako. Sabi ko sa sarili ko. I'm shocked by what the guy did. He's standing so close beside me and he held my waist. I'm doomed. He introduced me as his girlfriend, tangina. Without thinking, I slapped his hand so I could be free. "What the fuck!? I was holding you so close so that man would back off and never go near you?!" He said. My heart ached. It gave me flashbacks from when my fiance would always shout at me for small things and shatter the things he saw, nagwawala ito sa akin, pinapamukha na galit siya sa akin. And I felt numb. I couldn't handle the tears anymore and I cried in front of them. One of the men said, "Ohh shit, Kyzue, you made your girlfriend cry and shouted at her for rejecting you?" And they laughed at me. Another one added, "You made a girl cry for you? Damn!" He shouted. Instead of yelling at them, he just smiled confidently at them as if he had won one million dollars. How rude! I was still crying when he grabbed my shoulders harshly and gripped them hard, and I felt physical pain. "A-aray, let go of me, you pervert! Nasasaktan ako, ano ba!" I shouted at him. He gripped harder now that I felt my knees would wobble and I would kneel, pero ayaw kong lumuhod sa harapan ng manyak na 'to noh! "Shut up! Or else!" He licked his lips and smirked and that disgusted me. He added, "Still virgin, baby girl? Then that's really good." He laughed, and so did his men. I bit my bottom lip until it bled and I clenched my hands into fists out of anger. I want to get out of here, fast. "Mama mo, baby girl!" Without planning, I kicked him where it hurts and he moaned in pain. I wiped my tears and smirked with satisfaction. "You disgust me, jerk!" After I said that, I ran out of there and glanced back to see them chasing after me. I ran as fast as I can na para bang buhay ang nakataya dito. Pero vagina ko, oo. I heard them shout at me, "Bumalik ka rito, babae ka! Hindi ka pa namin natitikman!" My face turned sour with disgust from what I heard. "Pwe! Ayaw ko sa mga pangit na katulad niyo! At ang baba naman ng standard ko kapag bibigay ako!" I shouted back. And to my horror, it was the kapre guy again standing in front of me, still holding the shoes I threw earlier, and I finally saw his face. He has sleepy eyes with charcoal grey eyes, hair that looks so soft, pink lips, so tall, like 6 feet tall, and a baby face, taray! And I snapped back and only realized I was cornered by a handsome man and a group of perverts, smirking at me with bad intentions. "Come on, baby girl, don't play games right now," he smirked at me. "Ayoko nga! Ang pangit mo!" Sigaw ko. I glanced back and forth, planning how to get away from these losers. "Babae! Halika na dito!" He shouted, hindi ba siya nasusuka sa mga sinasabi nito? His men added, "Kami susunod, Kyzue!" "Sorry, not sorry, because this man is my boyfriend. We just had a fight and I started running here," I said, pointing at the kapre guy. "I'm taken." I said it confidently and I looked ridiculous saying a stranger my boyfriend. One of the pervert's men said, "Weh, kung may relasyon nga kayo, kiss nga at m*****i na kayo." I froze where I was standing, because I've never been kissed, not even by my fiance. I made an excuse and flapped my hands and I did not expect what happened next. "Sure," he said sexily with his deep voice. He walked near me and grabbed my cheeks with his two hands and kissed me on the lips. What the what?! My first kiss is from a freaking kapre guy!?The cake was half-eaten. Aileena was asleep on the wooden table, drooling, still holding her bottle like a trophy. And I was cleaning cups, rubbing it so hard because of the stain that wouldn't come off. "Easy there, tigress!" Eliza yelled at me and I smiled. I glanced at her — she was trying to put Andrea's party hat straight, Fathime was on Derek's lap smearing chocolate on his puff see-through jacket. And I was beside Zexchiel now, wiping chocolate off my white blazer. I was so focused on cleaning my blazer that I didn't notice the lights outside went bright. I looked at it and thought the fairy lights would come off, but it was just a car light. A black car parked right in front of our glass door. Not our usual customers' tricycle, not a delivery bike. A black Alphard, shiny. Eliza froze. "Who's that..." Derek froze harder. And I saw how anxious he looks even with the thick makeup he has on his face. The car door opened. And we watched at the glass door. It was Mr. Kade Fl
Silence. The music was loud so I decided to take the call outside. I held my breath and sighed. "Pa, I can explain—" He sighed, then laughed. "Your mom would be proud. She did the same before, like always! Helping me judge all the designs, the technical problems and about businesses by day, feeding stray kids by night. And I know you got her gene." I laughed and I felt tears again. "So... you're not mad?" "Mad? Hija, you won a custody case without using my money. You used your intelligence and your younger sister's hard work. That's more professional and hard working than stamping designs." My heart aches, not from pain, but the joy I felt hearing those words. "Come home later and bring your younger sister and bring the twins also, your mom misses them." I agreed. "Oh, and bring Derek. I want to meet my other... co-guardian's family." Call ended. I stood outside the cafe, fairy lights behind me, Eliza still screaming bleeding love with broom mic, and twins free ins
For the first time since we opened, we decided to close the cafe not because there were no customers or we were preparing for new flavors or events, but because there were too many emotions that needed to be celebrated. The case! Tables were pushed together with the guys. The fairy lights were on one by one, glittering different colors in my eyes. Eliza's speaker playing random party music was too loud while she took a broom to make it her microphone. "Keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love!" she screamed. And Aileena joined her and I face-palmed. I laughed too hard when I saw them covering their ears because of Eliza, and I agreed to it, because she has the voice of a donkey. Andrea and Fathime's little shoes on top of the counter, both asleep now in the staff room, curled on my extra apron like cats. As I gazed at them earlier, they were peaceful, because they were now free. Finally free from the grasp of their mother. I looked at them in the window and my heart melted.
Weeks later, we didn't know that time was ticking so fast.As we entered the courtroom, it smelled like old wood and the aircon was too cold.I was sitting on the wooden cold bench, Fathime asleep on my lap, while Andrea was gripping my right arm like it was her lifeline. My outfit today was my usual office blazer, white, with my cafe apron still folded in my bag. Because after my boss mode, I will escape reality and do my hobby. My CEO and tita mode at the same time.Derek was beside me, hands shaking so hard he kept wiping them on his puff see-through jacket paired with a sleeveless top and a denim skirt. And I knew he didn't sleep. His eyes were still swollen red. Because he prepared for this moment.Eliza was pacing at the back, holding coffee she wasn't drinking. "Where is she? Where is your sister?" she asked while shaking her legs with a blank face."She said she will go at 9AM sharp," I whispered.My phone buzzed.Papa kong pogiWhere are you? Meeting moved to 1PM. Be there in
The whole cafe went quiet. Customers staring. Phones starting to record. I glanced at the staff who was watching the drama and I widened my eyes to signal them. They instantly nodded and pushed the customers away, closing the glass door, flipping the sign to CLOSED. My face burned hot, and my fingers turned into fists. I knew that using my knuckles to punch her right now would be useless. If I act now, she will use it as evidence. She wants me to hit her. I looked at Andrea, who was now crying silently behind Derek's leg, and Fathime, who buried her face in Derek's sweaty neck, sobbing hard. I was suddenly shot with agony. They were just kids. Five years old? Six? They shouldn't hear this. They shouldn't hear their Kuya being called mentally unstable, unemployed, a bad influence. Without a second thought, I snatched Fathime from Derek's arms and held Andrea's arm. Fathime was so light, so small, her tears were wetting my pink dress. Andrea clutched my hand like I was her l
"So this is where you're hiding them, Derek?" Her voice was soft, pretty, but sharp like scissors. Just like her demeanor. I thought she was a model earlier, but I didn't know she really is a lawyer. A dangerous one. I glanced at Derek and he was frozen where he stands. His arms tightened around Fathime. Andrea hid further behind his leg, gripping his pants so tight her knuckles turned white. I suddenly felt the urge and the tension between them so thick you could cut it with a knife, and I stepped forward. "Excuse me, who are you?" I said, looking at her, balancing my emotions around her level. I tried to sound like CEO Aifia, not cafe Aifia. She flipped her black folder open. And I saw that logo. And now I know where I saw it. It was a Clorexed seal. Gold dove. The same logo as Derek's crumpled, sweaty paper earlier this morning. She smiled, but her eyes didn't. I felt her coldness cling to my body slowly, like the winter wind inside our warm cafe. "Atty. Cassandra L. Vill







