Under The Shooting Star

Hi! My name's Ven! And this is my first story on Wattpad. I'm just a beginner so don't expect much hehehe. Feel free to vote, comment, and share!

This story is in Taglish!

I started writing this: July 13, 2021

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

KRYSTELLA

"Kuya, how much is this po?"

I asked while rumbling through my pocket. We have our two-week Christmas break. And somehow napad-pad ako sa Japan.

Anlayo 'no? Walang magawa eh.

"Forty-five lang para sayo ate," he answered.

Luh! Nagtagalog.

Binitawan ko ang aking pitaka at humarap sakanya. He was smiling widely while holding out my order. He looked young. I didn't know that pati bata dito nagtratrabaho.

"O-oh! Filipino ka rin po?" tanong ko.

"Oo, Bakit? Mukha ba akong tisoy? Sabi na ba eh." Umangat ang gilid ng labi at tumawa. Feelingerong 'to! May mas gwapo pa akong nakita sayo kuya. Hmmp.

"Oo na nga kuya, akin na order ko,"

"Oh, ito na ms. Ganda," sagot niya.

Kinuha ko ang aking kape at inabot sakanya ang bayad. I checked the time on my watch.

4:55 pm

Shit! I need to go.

"Thank you at hindi na mauulit," mabilis kong sinabi.

"ate--"

Hindi na niya natapos ang kan''yang sinasabi nang mabilis akong naglakad paalis habang hawak ang aking kape. Narating ko na rin ang parke na may halerang Sakura trees.

Oh, how much I love it here.

Just like how much I loved him.

Ano nanamang pinagsasabi ko?

Tanging hangin lang ang maririnig mo dito. That's why favorite spot namin 'to ni Cal. Tahimik. Walang mang-iistorbo. We're both introverted that's why.

I walked towards the bench.

Our bench

Siya pa mismo nag-palagay ng upuan dito para may uupuan kami. Nakakatuwa nga eh. Nangalay daw kasi si''yang nakatayo. Eh ayaw niya rin umupo sa lapag. Contaminated with germs daw 'yon.

Ang arte 'no?

Oo nga, ang arte. Ang yaman. Ang sungit.

But even after all his flaws, minahal ko parin.

But not all things are meant to be that way. 'Yong mga cliché happy ending na 'yan? It's only fictional. Trust me, out of all the romance novels I've read.

Sanay na ako.

'Yong tipong papakiligin ka tapos papaiyakin ka rin lang.

That's why we should never trust anyone. Unless kilalang kilala mo talaga.

Last time nga itong kaibigan kong tong si Namy, akala niya prince charming 'yong katabi niya.

'yon pala mangnanakaw!

E'di nawalan ng cellphone.

Tatanga-tanga kasi.

May pa-true love true love pa siya.

I sighed. It's really fun to remember old memories. I miss them very much. Kahit one-week pa lang ang nakakalipas.Nilapag ko ang aking bag at umupo sa bench. Unti-unti kong ininom ang aking kape.

Bitter and sweet, just how I like it.

Napatingin ako ng bigla na lang may nahulog na mga bulaklak sa aking ulo. Pinakiramdaman ko 'yong buhok ko at unti-unti itong tinanggal. Binuksan ko 'yong bag ko at kinuha ang scarf na binigay saakin ni Namy.

I wrapped it around my neck and breath heavily. I saw a little bit of fog coming out of my mouth. Pagtingin ko, bigla na lang nagsihulugan ang mga snow.

It fell slowly as everything in my sight felt like in slow motion.

Giniginaw ako.

Warm embraces never felt so cold.

Alam niyo, nandito na ako sa Japan my favorite country. I'm sitting on my favorite spot.

Seeing my favorite Sakura tree. Wearing my favorite scarf.

Drinking my favorite coffee. In my favorite season.

Pero bakit parang may kulang?

Nagmadali pa talaga ako na pumunta dito kahit alam ko na wala siya dito.

Right now, I found myself sitting at our usual spot here in Japan, but for the first time...

I'm alone.