"Anak, are you not going to work today?"
Nanay Emily asked me when she saw me in the garden sitting on the bench and holding and playing my guitar.
"No, Nanay I'm on leave." I simply answered as I don't want to elaborate things.
It's been three days since I encountered Joseph at the restaurant and it's also been three days of staying home. On the first day, I helped Nanay Emily on cleaning the house and the other maids on changing the bed covers and curtains of all the rooms inside the house, including Daniel's room. On the second day, I asked Tatay Berto to let me help them with cleaning and washing all of Daniel's car in the garage.
They keep on asking me on why I don't go to work but I just answer them that I'm on a vacation, just like now.
"Do you want me to bring you juice and some snacks here?"
I sighed inwardly when she didn't ask again about my vacation.
"Yes, Nanay Emily, thank you." I nodded smiling at her.
"Okay, what do you want, orange, apple or strawberry flavor?"
"Anything Nanay, I'm sure my stomach will not complain of any flavor of the juice I drink."
She chuckled at me before entering the house.
When I was left alone again, I began to play and sing the favorite song of all those who remember their childhood with their father by their side. I missed him even though I was deeply hurt by his decision, by not believing and supporting me those times that I needed a father.
**Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence... My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then spin me around 'till I fell asleep, then up the stairs he would carry me and I knew for sure I was loved...
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him, I'd play a song that would never ever end... How I'd love, love, love to dance with my father again...**
I continued to sing and play my guitar without noticing someone's standing behind me.
**When I and my mother would disagree, to get my way I would run from her to him... He'd make me laugh just to comfort me, yeah, yeah... Then finally make me do just what my mama said... Later that night when I was asleep, he left a dollar under my sheet, never dream that he would be gone from me...**
A lone tear fell over my cheek but I wiped it immediately as I didn't want Nanay Emily to see me it and ask me why. Why am I in tears or why am I crying?
But what I didn't know was that one of the people standing behind me noticed it, and I was surprised when suddenly someone clapped the moment I finished the song.
"Wow! I didn't know you can also play the guitar, Sophia!"
I turned around shocked and holding my chest. I saw Andrew clapping his hands and Daniel behind him looking at me strangely, but I ignored him and talked to Andrew who's now sitting on the bench across my seat.
"And you can also sing well!" Andrew added while grinning widely.
I just smiled at him.
"Can I borrow your guitar?"
"Sure." I nodded and give him my guitar. I tried to look behind me but Daniel was nowhere to be found.
Andrew started to talk again about his collection of guitars and other musical instruments but my mind wasn't focused on his words but on the song I sang and how I missed my childhood with my Dad and Mom.
"Why did you choose to sing that song?"
How I wished to have a complete family with a father and mother by my side, comforting me in times of difficulty.
"Sophia?"
But I know that will never happen even in the future because they have now a life of their own.
"Sophia!"
"Huh?" I was shocked when he suddenly clapped his hands in front of my face.
"Are you okay?" He asked shifting his seat next to me.
"Y-Yeah, I'm okay. Why did you ask?"
He looked at me then chuckled while shaking his head.
"I have asked you three times but you don't seem to be listening.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Of course, I'm okay!" I chuckled at him.
He was about to ask again but Nanay Emily came to our view with a glass of juice and tuna sandwich in a tray.
"By the way, what are you doing here, Andrew?" I asked him getting the tray from Nanay Emily's hands.
"I'm here with my boss, I'll help him arrange some important documents he needs for his business trip in Mexico tomorrow."
"Uhm..." I just nodded.
"How long will he stay in Mexico?"
I sighed inwardly when Nanay Emily asked the silent question inside my head.
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