The Strangers Real Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

Those were the only words that registered in Liza's mind out of everything that Sahara said. "They're letting me go," Liza said after a few minutes, still unable to believe it. "They're letting me go; they no longer want me," she said quietly again. And before she knew it, her tears had begun to fall. Pakiramdam ni Liza ay gumuho ang kanyang mundo. She lost Rona, her job, and her dream of becoming an A-lister celebrity. All because she chose a one-night stand with a stranger over Rona's advice. It was all because she spent the night with Hunter.

Nakarinig kami ng malamlam na boses at paunti-unting lumalakas ang himig nito habang sinasabayan ng mga hostage ang kanta, nag-alay ng kanta ang mga hostage sa binatang namayapa habang inilalabas ito ng ihinahatid ang walang buhay nitong bangkay sa kanyang ina. Isa si Jake sa mga naging collateral damage ng heist na ito. Gusto man naming iwasan, pero 'di mo malalabanan ang tadhana, 'di mo malalabanan ang nakatakda. Hindi rin naman maikakaila na siya ay isang anak, kapatid, at apo, at may inang nawalan ng anak, may kapatid na nawalan ng kuya, at may lolo na nawalan ng apo.

Malayong-malayo. Hanggang matapos ang pelikula, wala siya sa sarili. Hanggang sa umalis ang mga kaibigan niya, nagdinner siya ng mag-isa, malayo pa rin ang isip niya sa kasalukuyan. At nang sumapit ang araw ng lunes, hindi siya nag treadmill katulad ng nakasanayan niya tuwing umaga. Hindi siya nag-agahan at pumasok sa restaurant na walang laman ang tiyan niya. And as usual, she waited for Achilles Kostas Williams to come by but nothing... not even his freaking shadow.

“I didn’t know who you were. I wouldn’t have—” “I know,” she cut in. “Neither did I.” Silence stretched between them. Awkward. Raw. Heavy with things unspoken. “I didn’t plan it,” she added, her voice softer now. “I don’t usually… do things like that.” He nodded. “Neither do I.” They stood there for a moment, two strangers bound by a mistake neither of them anticipated. “You’re not in trouble,” he said finally. “I’m not that kind of man.”

Hindi niya inisip kung anong mangyayari bukas. Ang gabing iyon ay para lang sa kanila. Napakapit siya sa balikat nito. “Sige lang… huwag kang titigil…” Sumabay sila sa ritmo ng gabi. Hindi niya alam kung gaano katagal. Pero ilang beses silang umangat sa rurok ng init. Hanggang sa pareho silang huminto, pawisan, humihingal, at magkayakap.

He lives near the mall where you were kanina. Napatingin si Fana sa kisame. Hindi siya makapaniwala. ‘Totoo ba ’to? Ginaganahan na ang universe sa’kin?’ [Just call or message him: 0967-XXXXXXX. His name is Rafael. He’s 28, and he’s terrible at organizing anything, kaya kailangan niya talaga ng assistant. Just tell him I referred you. He’ll discuss the rest—like schedule and salary.]

I couldn't hold back my irritation any longer. He shook his head, his jaw clenched. "You don't understand." "Then help me understand!" I shot back, my frustration getting the best of me. "We're not just pawns in some arrangement. We're real people, and I refuse to pretend like we're strangers." He stood up abruptly, his expression pained. "Maybe it's better if we are strangers, Elle. It would make things a lot easier."

"Tapos ma'am..ang dinig ko din..kaya sila pumunta dito sa pilipinas dahil kay Kosuri. Ang alam ko nagbabakasyon lang sila dito sa Pilipinas." "Huh? Bakasyon? Eh sabi sakin ni Anthea, nung pagkatungtong ni stranger into 14 years old bumalik sila dito sa Pilipinas na parang dito talaga sila nakatira." "Siguro ma'am binukod ni ma'am Anthea 'yung story kasi baka siguro magselos ka." Natawa lang ako sa sinabi ni manang. Bat ako magseselos? He's nothing to me kaya wala akong dapat ikaselos.

Tinitignan ang pag-alis ko, kumaway ako at natawa nang kumaway siya pabalik. Madalas mas gumagaan ang loob kung makipag-usap sa mga taong hindi ko inaakalang makakasalubong ko dahil pakiramdam ko hindi sila judgemental at kung maging judgemental man sila alam kong iyon ang una at huli naming pagkikita. I heard someone said before that don't talk to strangers. But sometimes talking to strangers is not bad.

Because of instinct I snake my arm in his neck. "This is how you're going to solve your problem?Get drunk and get fucked by ramdom man?!" Galit na galit ang pamilyar na boses ng estranghero. "Easy Mr. Stranger, don't you have a manner?You're talking to a woman hmm." "I didn't thought that it will affect you that much." Nakapikit pa rin ako. "I just want to forget that fucking problem!Mr. Stranger do you have any plan to bed me tonight. I'm f**king ready."