บททั้งหมดของ Something Only We Know: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Something Only We KnowSebastian ‘Baste’ Paner was a jock of hotel services and master of client pampering, especially for rich old women. When his best friend who was running a dating agency enlisted his help to fulfill a dying woman's wish, the greedy Baste accepted the offer right away. Who wouldn't be anyway if you're bound to inherit a massive land in the province after her death? However, it wasn't as easy as Baste had initially thought.“When I called and told your orphanage that I want a family, I didn't mean I need a husband. I need a child,” clarified 61-year-old Valentina Geronimo who mistakenly dialed the agency instead of the orphanage. By the way, it's not a love story. It's something more profound than that. It's... something only we know. _______________________________________ I will be writing this story in honor of my late grandmother, Valentina. The setti

MY ENTIRE RIDE going to the client's province was smooth. I can really say that the place was mesmerizing. The road I was driving was nestled in between two wide pineapple plantations and afoot the mountain. I even stopped in the middle to enjoy the scenic view and breathe the fresh air it offered.It was very different from the city. In here, there's no traffic under the scorching heat of the sun. The air was cold and refreshing, and you can feel like you're the king of the world by just driving all alone on the empty road of this beautiful place.The route was taking me uphill wherein the weather got even gloomier. It was near afternoon but I can still notice some fogs. I pulled over at the side when my phone's battery went empty. I was just using an app to take me to my destination, the Pitong Gatang. Now that my phone was down, I have to ask those residents I spotted at the nearby flower farm. I rolled down my window a

VALENTINA LET ME stay in the attic of her bungalow house. Apart from the fact that it was getting late and the drive back to the city will be surely exhausting, she had no choice but to accept me since she cannot pay for the breach of contract. Her farms were struggling at the moment, and she had to save everything she can to bring their production back to normal.I was really expecting that her attic would look messy and dusty, but I was completely wrong. It was well-maintained with proper lighting and a normal-sized bed that honestly looked comfortable beside a big trunk that served as its bedside table. The weary I didn’t know I have been keeping the whole day emanated the moment my back made contact with the bedsheets.“God, I am so tired…” I whispered then proceeded to cover my eyes with my right forearm.Just when I was about to doze off, I heard a knock on the door.“Have you eaten, young man?”

AFTER THE HARVEST, Valentina summoned me together with Bart to come towards her. She wanted us to take the vegetables to the public market using the old pickup truck.“I can use my car,” I said, offering my Mercedes-Benz to ride it instead of their old vehicle.“You are riding the pickup truck for your training because you will proxy Bart in delivering our produce when he is unavailable.”“But your vehicle is too old, and it looks like it’s going break in just a single bump!” I complained.Valentina just stared at me blankly. Funny but that was enough to shut up me. I pursed my lips and just marched my way towards their old pickup truck. I caught Bart snickered on his side, so I darted him a glare before getting inside the vehicle. He checked the vegetables first at the back if they were fastened securely before he followed me inside.Bart rolled down the window on his side to listen to Val

THE PEOPLE OF Pitong Gatang were already gathered at the huge table outside the Soriano Family’s house and sari-sari store. There was also food atop the table. I was surprised because I did not expect their breakfast to be this way like they were having a feast minus the delicious and expensive foods.“Kuya Bart!”The moment my eyes met with Basha’s, she glared at me brazenly for a reason I do not even know. She looked away when I furrowed my brows and just busied herself with helping the people in further preparing the table. Guess, she was simply harboring some bad blood for me. I did not come here to please her, though, so I did not care at all. I came here for business and for my big bright future.“Baste! It’s good that you’re here. Can I ask you a favor?” asked Aunt Anita while carrying two huge plates of fried rice.I helped her carry one and then I placed it on the already full table