Aila was pacing back and forth, she can't contact Yhuan.
It was already 6 in the afternoon and Yhuan still has not contacted her.
"Dude, I'm sure Yhuan and Aila had a fight, since they were together we hardly get to see him." JB is Yhuan's friend. They can't talk to him properly because he is so drunk.
"Is Yhuan letting go of the beauty? Then can we go for her if Yhuan is done with her?" Jay one of his friends was teasing Yhuan.
"Why dude? Did you find someone else? With the beauty and body, I'm sure many men will surround her if they hear about your break up"
Yhuan's friends are not of help to him since they are all drunk, he could not get the right advice.
"Fu*k it, dude! The amount of effort I gave for our relationship and the sacrifices I made for her, how can she do this to me?"
Yhuan sobbed as he drank more.
"Hey dude, we were just kidding, don't take us too seriously, I'm sure she loves you still."
Yhuan was intoxicated with alcohol; he can barely talk and walk. He was basically carried by his friends to his home.
Aila texted and called him several times, but Yhuan still is not answering her.
His friend JB could not bear not to do anything, seeing his friend passed out, looking and acting like a complete mess, he decided to answer Aila's call.
"Hello, Aila? Yhuan is completely wasted, he drank from early morning; he won't be able to answer your call, he's passed out."
"Is he okay?"
Aila asked worriedly.
"Yes, I think he's just physically exhausted but his emotional state is definitely not okay. I brought him to his home so you don't need to worry much about him." JB assured Aila.
"Okay, thanks for taking care of him."
Aila felt sorry for Yhuan, but there is nothing much she can do about it. He did not give her a chance to explain herself. And now in his state, she has to wait for him to sober up and tomorrow is their anniversary.
"What a way to celebrate an anniversary; starts with a fight and end it with the worst hangover." Aila sighed as she blurted in frustration, thinking of how she was looking forward to celebrating tomorrow with Yhuan.
Aila was not expecting Yhuan to call or text her till the next morning, for sure he will wake up with the worst headache he can imagine. Nevertheless, Aila prepared to meet with him today; she wore a green flowy floral dress, she fixed her hair nicely and added light makeup, she seldom does, but because this day is a special day for her, she wanted to look extra pretty.
She brought her painting with her and wrapped it in a fancy bag. She is quite proud of this painting, the very first one she painted with a person in mind and of course the personalized poem she made which is from the inner depths of her soul.
Aila's class has ended and still, there is no sign of Yhuan, no replies or calls; not wanting to give up on their relationship just yet, Aila texted him to meet up with her at the cafe, as usual. She has been waiting for 30 minutes already, but Yhuan is still out of reach. She patiently waited for him, two more hours had passed, when she finally decided to go home.
On her way out of Café Isadora, she saw Yhuan and JB entering the internet café on the other side of the road. She tried to call him, but he did not hear her, she decided to follow them, still carrying the painting she made especially for him.
When she made her way into the café, she looked around for her boyfriend, she smiled faintly when she saw him, and finally, after hiding from her, they met for their anniversary.
The internet cafe turned eerily quiet because it is very rare for a woman to come to this place, especially women like Aila. She's like a sheep that has entered the lions' den.
"Love, can we talk?"
Aila asked Yhuan calmly, but he just kept playing as if he could not see or hear her. She felt a vortex of gloom swirled inside of her; she's hurting from the inside and it is the first time she felt this kind of pain, but she decided to endure it one more time.
The gasps from the other players are very audible; they could not fathom that such a fine lady will chase out a loser in the internet café and call him love? And the worst part is the guy has the guts to treat her badly.
"Love? Please..."
Yhuan again ignored Aila; he wouldn't even take a look at her.
Aila can't explain her feelings, it's the first time she has humbled herself like this for someone. She inched closer to Yhuan, slightly bent down as she held both his shoulders.
"Love, happy anniversary" She drew her face closer to kiss Yhuan on the cheek and she was still given a cold shoulder. Silently, Aila placed her gift on the table beside Yhuan; tears shimmered in her eyes so she quickly decided to leave the internet cafe.
When Aila stepped out of the internet cafe, a car stopped in front of her, she instantly boarded it and left for home.
Yhuan feels guilty about his actions and for making Aila cry, but his heart is still struggling against his anger. He could not confront Aila because he is a coward, he could not bear to hear it straight from her.
Yhuan opened Aila's gift.
He saw the painting the initials were ARR
"Did Aila make this?"
He also noticed the poem handwritten on the back.
"I am Aila,
I entrust my heart to you,
I hope you keep my love
I give this heart only to you
Happy first anniversary
Thank you so much Yhuan, I love you "
-ARR
Yhuan can't explain how he feels, how can Aila act like she did nothing wrong as if she has no trace of remorse for the deception that she did to him.
"I've never felt this humiliated in my life, why did you do this to me Yhuan? Don't you love me anymore?"
Aila texted Yhuan while she was weeping in her car, she asked her driver to bring her to the viewpoint, she wants to be there alone.
She was indeed alone in her favorite area today; she filled her lungs with fresh air as she held in a deep breath.
With all the pain she's feeling at the moment she let out half a smile as she savored the moment. "The air is really fresh here, the scenery is one of a kind and the thing I like the most is the tranquility."
"Vrooomvroooomm!" A loud sound of an approaching a big bike is deafening
"Oh good, Lord! Just as I was admiring the calmness of this place, a person like this ruins my peace"
Aila quickly returned to her car to leave, just as his driver was driving in reverse, she noticed the big bike that is pulling up to park, it was a black BMW, the man was wearing black pants, a black leather jacket, and a black helmet.
Aila shivered in fear, she cowered at the corner of her car to hide. "Isn't that the black rider?"