Chapter Seven: Sunset

Raphael’s Point Of View

We spent a couple of minutes watching the sunset together and then she was in a hurry to run home because she said she had work later at six.

I just got slapped and started to stumble on the road while I was alone looking at the setting sun. I just smiled at the worry on her face earlier.

She still had work and I was really bringing her here. I frowned as I looked at the sky when someone walked up to me on the road where I was and when I turned around it was Carlos.

Did he follow us all the way here? Tsk!

The sun was setting and his grandfather would surely be looking for him and the idiot was still here and next.

“Can we talk?” He asked with a smile that made me frown.

“What’s that?” I asked, surprised. His smile immediately disappeared and he finally looked at me seriously and spoke.

“I like Seah and this time I really like this girl and I want to start over with her again. And I hope you won’t be a hindrance to that,” he said seriously, raising both of my hands.

“Woah! Calm down Carlos. I don’t have any interest in the girl you like. I mean, we’re somewhat kinda friends so don’t worry,”

I defended myself but I didn’t think he believed me. “Just make sure you only feel like a friend with her, we’re both male and I know when is the time I have fallen from a girl,” he said, patting my shoulder and leaving.

“Psh! Wait a minute. . .how did you know you already love that person, eh! You just met him,” he never listened and continued to threaten me.

“And don’t come too close to her Rap, I don’t want our friendship to get in the way of this,” he’s going crazy! Tsk!

Even if he said it would change and start over, he wouldn’t be able to do it.

He’ll indeed end up breaking her heart just like the other girls he also broke before. Tsk! And why would he even think about me having a romantic relationship with her? I barely know her and I wouldn’t want to.

Seah’s Point Of View

“Miss,”

A customer called me and I immediately brought her to their table while wearing a purple skirt that went past her knees and a white polo shirt on top of it. I also had an apron on with a slight touch of purple laces. But over all it was white. My duty hours are from 6pm to 12 midnight today.

The cafe is pretty full because most of our customers today are call center agents or college students who are going home after class at night.

“A mocaccino and a red eye miss, then two salted caramel cupcakes,” she immediately listed her order and moved on to another customer at the other table.

May whole night was occupied by orders and delivers of drinks, cakes, and stuff they wanted to eat and take out.

I have a companion but our coffee maker is a snob and we don't even let our friends approach him.

I had a partner before but she was in the kitchen and was assigned to wash dishes while I was assigned to serve and other stuff.

We get paid every Sunday so we can't be lazy if we want a big salary.

The whole cafe was busy and I was tired of going back and forth to every table to order or call for bills. I was the only staff member who delivered and took their orders. I was also the only one who cleaned here, it was tiring but worth the salary.

After my shift, my shoulders would drop if I left the cafe when it closed. I was also in charge of closing and cleaning the cafe.

Good thing I wasn't the one cleaning so it was okay. I was hungry walking home to the apartment I was renting and I was already sleepy. I haven't read anything from my notes from earlier and tomorrow we have a short quiz.

I don't know what will happen to me tomorrow because of this late night shift. Maybe I'll just bring notes tomorrow night so I can read a little bit.

Thankfully my payment includes cooking food. I know how to cook but in my current situation I don't have time to cook.

When I got home, the lights were on in the grill and on the first floor. I was sure the lady was waiting so I hurried into the house.

I didn't see a soul in the kitchen but there was food on the table. It was covered and the soup was already cold.

(Just heat the soup if it's cold, p.s. go to bed early.) it was written on the sticky note attached to the lid of the dish.

I was hungry so I just sat at the table and scooped rice into the bowl that was already laid out on the table and piled it on the dishes on the table.

I was about to scoop for another rice when I saw the son of that light of the house coming down the stairs while rubbing his eyes.

“Oh! Here you are! How's work?”

He asked, making me wipe my mouth and adjust my seat. I thought I would be able to eat properly.

Someone’s Point of View

Life is about handling your ups and downs and take a lesson in every mistake you have encountered and accomplish.

And for Seah, it's still raw, like a uncooked rice. Her experiences and struggles are not even started yet. She'll fall and sadly, I wasn't there to help her.

“What are you doing?” He asked, turning to me as he took off his shoes. He had just returned from his night shift and was clearly tired.

“Coloring stuff,” I replied and picked up a crayon. He just shrugged and fell flat on his bed without even putting on clean clothes.

"If ever that day or time comes, I hope you'll be okay," I whispered as I stood up and looked at the snoring girl.

“Your life wasn’t perfect in the first day you where born and I hope you’ll get through it after that," I just took a breath and shook my head as I lay down again and continued working on the artwork.

“No matter how painful and cruel the reality is, the important thing is that she learns from it and makes it her daily guide in her life,” I also looked at the girl with a smile and closed my eyes.

“She’ll be fine. She’s Seahna! After all she can handle everything. And if that happens in the next few days, I know she can handle it. She’s tough!” I whispered and lay down on the floor and stared at the ceiling of her room and then closed my eyes while smiling.