You only have a sister?
"Isang babae, isang lalaki," I thought si Zaye lang yung nag-iisang kapatid ni Daron. There's a boy din pala. I wonder does he look like him, too? Sa tingin ko, nakuha ni Daron ang features niya mostly from his father. Di kasi halatang magkapatid sila ni Zaye because Zaye got her angelic features from Tita Amelia. Diyan mo lang malalaman kung talagang magkatabi na silang dalawa.
"Both younger?" He nodded and then he smiled at me.
"What's the name of your younger brother?" I curiously asked him, not minding the wide smile in his face.
"Dawin Xyle Wood," He simply answered still with a wide smile.
"How old is he? I asked while looking at the paintings. I always wanted to tour around the world. I hope I could do that soon.
"They're five years old. He's the twin of Zaye," What Zaye has a twin? I love how their parents named them. Zaye Fahress Wood and Dawin Xyle Wood. Their names sounds so nice for me.
"Bakit wala siya kanina?" I asked again. I should stop my mouth. Ako nalang palagi ang nagtatanong. Maybe he'll think I'm too interested with his life.
"Di siya sumama. He loves to stay at home and read books, "
"Why are you suddenly interested?" He chuckled. There I should have been quiet, nalang sana.
My face heated and I looked away, not knowing how to answer. I'm always interested when it comes to children. I always wanted a younger sister and I also want to have my own kids in the future.
"I have always been interested with children," I answered, still unable to look at him in the eye.
"Ilan ang anak na gusto mo?" He suddenly asked. Why would he ask that?
"Uhhhh...three," It was almost a whisper but when I saw him hiding a smile, I knew that he heard it.
"Okay, I'll give you three," He said. What the hell? Did I get the wrong idea? What does he mean by that.
When he was hiding his smile a while ago, now it's already evident. He'd laugh then stop himself. I stared at him for too long, trying to find another definition to what he just said. Nung narealize kong walang iba, I slapped him in his arms.
I really tried my best para maging masakit siya. But, the opposite happened, ako lang yata ang nasaktan. He didn't even move. He just laughed at me.
"Stop it, " I said when I noticed that the others started taking pictures already. He chose a restaurant that's far and people don't usually go there.Of course, it's still classy and elegant.
"Stop joking," I told him.
"No, it wasn't a joke," I turned my head to another direction because I felt that my face heated.
"Kinikilig ka na? I'll give you that when you're already a physician," He whispered to me. I wasn't facing him so I saw how the girls in the other tables reacted. They're from high school, I guess. Para na silang magwawala. The silence in the restaurant stopped them to shout and disturb the customers who are patiently dining.
I slapped his shoulder again but he leaned closer. I can feel him breathing.
"Let's go home, baby. I know you're tired," That's true the schedule for today is not that exhausting but the long drive going to this restaurant exhausted me.
I drove first while Daron's following me. I thought their mansion is going straight. Bakit siya lumiko?
I got out of the car. I didn't go inside the gates yet. I want to show respect to a visitor. I insisted that I should be the one to pay the bill because of the treat I promised him. But, he paid for it. I want to say thank you. I enjoyed the night.
"You want to go inside?" I asked him when he stepped out of the car. Ako na yung lumapit since kakarating niya lang. He leaned on his car while looking at me, like thinking of something.
"Thank you, nga pala for the night," I sincerely told him.
"No, I just came here kasi sisingilin ko yung bayad mo," What? I thought it's free! Was he scared na may makakitang ako ang nagbayad at masabihan siya ng kung ano-ano?!
I immediately opened my bag and I brought my purse out but Daron stopped me. He held my hand and leaned closer to whisper something.
"That's not what I'm asking for," His voice was a bit husky, sounding so sexy. What? Get a hold of yourself Zariyah! What are you saying?
"Then..wh..what?," Why the hell am I stuttering?
"Can I have a kiss?," He whispered again. I looked at him then I saw that he's hiding a smile.
"What?," I really asked again. I just have to clarify. Baka nabibingi na ako.
"You didn't hear me? Your payment's a kiss," He said, trying to hide a smile. He wants to look serious but he honestly looks like he's playing! Then, I remembered all the girls he probably played with.
"Are you crazy?," I asked him, annoyed now because of what I remembered.
"Almost, you're dri-," He stopped when I ignored him and I walked towards the gate.
"Iyah!," He called. I want to burst and tell him everything that's on my mind. One call and I'll definitely loose control of my mouth.
"Iyah!" There! I stopped but I chose to not face him.
"How many girls have you asked with that question? No, actually! Maybe you just directly make out with them, right? You send them home, like what you're doing with me? You don't have to do this! I have my own car! I can drive and why are you following me? To make sure I went home safe? Baka nga pinapatulog mo pa yung mga babae mo sa condo mo!" I shouted.
"I saw you in a restaurant with a woman! I thought restaurants are made for eating? Can you not hold it for a while that's why you've decided to use the comfort room?" I stepped towards our gates.
"If you're playing with me, you're choosing the wrong-" I stopped because he pulled me and locked me with his hands. He buried his face on my neck.
"I'm serious with you, Iyah. I'm not playing ," He said.
"The moment you asked me to stop, I ended my old habits with women. That time you saw me in a restaurant, I tried so bad to forget what I'm feeling for you. I thought, my heart can't be serious, right? But, no, I can't anymore help it. I only want you....and I'll prove that," He said then he planted a kiss on my temple.
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Di na matanggal yung mga nangyari kagabi sa isip ko. I didn't anymore hear rumors about him with another girl after the magazine release. I guess I'm just really scared na masaktan ulit. Di pa nga siya nanliligaw sa akin, I feel like gusto ko na siyang sagutin.
I know that even if I tried to ignore what I'm feeling for him, hoping that it will just eventually go away. It just didn't work. My heart is already beating for him.
I don't know what's wrong with me but I feel so excited to go to the university. We would have to report to the internal medicine team, deliver our morning report, do patient rounds and hold a medicine conference before assisting residents. I know that this day would be a busy day but I've got all the energy I need!
It's time for clerkship and kakarating ko lang sa hospital. I'm not late, I'm actually early as always.
"Good morning, Doc," I greeted every time na may nakakasalubong ako.
I also smiled at the people I passed by. I don't want to appear rude. I remembered how my mother interacts with the patients. She seems so gentle and caring to them. I can say that she's actually the favorite of the people. She gives most of her time treating patients. She immediately goes here if someone requests for her. She's so passionate with her job.
Thinking that I will manage and lead a chain of hospitals, somehow excites me but of course, pressure comes with it. I know it will never be easy. I may not know the main reason why Dad wants me to manage the hospitals, instead of Zaila, I still don't want to disappoint him. If this is the only way so that I could get his attention and make him consider me as his daughter, I will willingly do it even if it appears like climbing a very high mountain.
I have always wanted to be a physician ever since I'm a child. I always admire the profession of my parents and I can see their determination to help people. They're both general surgeons and I admire them for that. All surgeons are physicians but not all physicians are surgeons.
About scheduling a rotation, my Mom advised me to choose a specialty which interests me. In my case, I'm interested with pediatrics. I'd love to imagine myself working to diagnose and treat patients from infancy to adolescence.
"Hello, what is your name?" I asked the child when she calmed.
"Freya, po," The child shyly answered.
" Hello, Freya! May masakit ba sayo?" I asked.
" Masakit po if I cough and then my head is hurting po," She said.
"May mucus po ba ang cough niya?" I looked at her mother.
"Meron," The mother answered.
"Nasusuka ba yung bata Ma'am? Or diarrhea?,"
"Vomiting lang. Walang diarrhea," The mother said.
Nung tumunog na yung thermometer, the nurse got it and said that it's 38.8 degrees.
"Wala din po siyang ganang kumain, Doc. Tapos, parang palagi siyang pagod," The mother told Dr. Aviles, the physician I am assisting.
Dr. Aviles suggested to have a Chest X-ray, blood tests, pulse oximetry and chest CT scan to confirm the diagnosis that Freya has pneumonia. When it was confirmed, we advised her to be admitted in the hospital since she has severe breathing problems.
"Have plenty of rest and drink a lot of water," I told Freya.
"Yes po, ate," Her voice sounds so cute.
"Call me, ate Iyah," I told her before leaving the room.
"You should drink your medicine on time," She nodded and smiled at me.
"Bye po ate Iyah!" I waved back at her.
When I checked the Medical History Form of the child, I saw that she was also diagnosed with asthma.
I know that the rotation is already over, Freya's the last patient of the resident doctor I've assisted. I should eat lunch by now so that I could proceed with the medicine conference. I still have to buy lunch. I was finding for my pocket inside my bag when I suddenly bumped into someone's chest.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" I couldn't look at the man I bumped into.
"Hey! No, It's fine!" I still didn't look at him in the face, still embarrassed of what I did.
"You can look at me now," He said while laughing about how guilty I looked.
"You're the daughter of Dr. Franco Ramirez, right?," He asked. What he just said made me finally meet his gaze. I was surprised that he knew I'm his daughter. He probably saw my ID but why would he know that I'm Franco Ramirez daughter? A wild guess? People know about what's happening in my family but they don't know who is the other daughter of Franco Ramirez. They just recognize the famous, Zaila Feliza Ramirez.
"Uhhhmm. Yeah," I can't deny that. I don't want to lie to people even if Dad told me not to say I'm his daughter. But, how about if he asks me who my father is? Shall I say another name? At least, it isn't me saying, I am the daughter of Franco Ramirez. They asked me if I am.
"So, you're Zaila's sister?" He asked again. I just nodded.
"I'm Seth Edisson Brown. You can call me Seth. That's what people call me," He looks familiar like I've seen him in a magazine.
"Are you a model?," He laughed. There's a high chance that he is! He really looks like a model but probably not from Mode Exquise.
He nodded and my hunch is correct!
"You look familiar, too. Like I've seen you somewhere in the magazines," Seth said.
"Your name?" He asked. He offered his hand again.
"I'm Za-," I was cut off because someone held the hands I was about to use to accept the hand of Seth.
"She is Zariyah Ramirez, Seth," Daron coldly said.
"Oh! That's why she's familiar. The summer collection! You're a model, too. Pretty hot-," Seth didn't continue when he saw that Daron is just staring at him.
Daron firmly encircled his arms around my waist.
"Hey, Bro! Relax!" Seth raised both of his hands in surrender.
"Una na ako, Nice meeting you Zariyah!" He said.
"Call me Iyah," I told him.
" Bye Iyah!" He shouted. But not that loud, we're still inside the hospital. I just smiled because I noticed the stares Daron gave me.
"Uhhhh... lunch?" Yun yung unang lumabas sa bibig ko. He's still placing his hands on my waist.
"I'll get my car-," I was cut off again.
"No, get inside my car," He commanded.
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A/N: Hope you enjoy reading! Sorry sa late update. I'll try my best so that I can post one tomorrow ;)
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