After Jules told me the things he did yesterday afternoon, there was nothing I can think about but talk to Shiela. He said he had an intimate conversation with the girls when they slept over his house Saturday evening. They shared their secrets and Shiela, once and again made the most shocking revelation.
She said that after she saw the things that happened in Batangas and after she had seen for herself how serious Menchie and I now with our relationship, she came up with a decision. Since the Filipino workers in Japan are having a hard time going back there because of the problem with the new Japanese policy, she said she's thinking about accepting the standing marriage proposal of a 40-year old Japanese man. I know it might seem such a grave thing to think about but knowing her situation and knowing how many mouths she have to feed, it hurts to think that it could be possible.
And right now, I really don't know how I feel, I don't think I'd like to see her getting married to that man but I don't know if there's anything I can do about her family. This is a risky business and I guess Armie (a friend from work) was right, I am in a crossroad. The things that are happenning is making me choose between Shiela and Menchie and I don't think I can have the heart to hurt Menchie after how long she has waited for me and after beginning to be serious with our relationship just recently so. But the thing is, I know just what can make me happy.
When I got home last night, all I wanted to do is text Shiela through my sister's phone and ask if it's possible for us to talk. But she was still up when I arrived and she was flirting with a soldier who is in Mindanao over her phone. I waited for her to sleep but I did first before she did.
In the morning, I woke up to someone kissing me. I thought it was a dream but the first thing that I saw after I opened my eyes was her face... Shiela was there in my bed lying beside me, and Donna was at the corner of the room. They have been waiting for me to wake up and it gave me such a happy feeling to see her, I didn't want to get up. I wanted to stay there beside her for a very long time.
Until the doomsayer, my sister, came barging in announcing that my father might come home anytime and catch us all in the bedroom. I left them enjoying their conversation about pills and condoms while I took a bath.
I was again, thinking about not going to school, afraid that this might be the last time I could have the opportunity to be alone with her again. I waited for her in the terminal while they went back to Donna's home. I gave them 10 minutes, then 15, then 20. I remembered my Thermodynamics, then I went off. In the end, I got to school an hour late so I decided to go this computer shop and type this post instead.