Film of Love

Trente-Deux

“Another day it is!” I said while I take a sip on my coffee. I am still in my home—I can’t go back yesterday. I never felt so drained up until last night so I decided to take a night in here.

I came back on track as I keep on zoning out as I look over the window and reached for my phone that’s ringing non-stop. I thought this might be mom or Joe.

“Hello?” I said. I pull myself out and went back inside to my room and put my coffee on the side table while I make myself comfortable with my blanket.

I was in dazed when I heard such an unfamiliar gruff voice in the line. I pulled my phone away from my ears so I can see the owner’s number but it turns out that it is an unregistered number nonetheless I still answered him.

“Uhm…who is this?” I asked cautiously.

He replied immediately replied. “This is Mr. Frederick!”

“Mr. Frederick?” I gasped. “Uh…Yes…why did you call, sir?” I cleared my throat and tried my best not to stutter.

“I want to ask if have you decided about what I said, last time we met?” he asked me. Then it struck me as I remembered that he offered me a job position in a company.

“Don’t tell me you forgot?” he said and laughed a bit. I am embarrassed that it happened, it’s not new to me to forget things easily.

I rushed up to my table and open my computer as I remembered that I’d been also surfing in my free time. I open my email because I submitted an application form to another company I want to try and unfortunately, all the application forms I submitted are rejected and some are out of the slot.

I returned to him and said, “Sir? Can you please give me a minute?”

“Sure!” he replied.

I think it will take so much time while the call is still on, so I decided to hang up so I can go through the emails and their replies.

I approximately sent 10 application forms to each company and hoping to be accepted even just one. I scrolled and noticed something I can’t believe that they rejected my application form and said that there’s no more slot(?). How did that happen? Did I misread or misunderstand anything?

I closed my laptop, sighed out of frustration, and whispered. “This sucks!” I went to my bed and lie down on my stomach. I turned around to meet my ceiling again. I ponder over why I am trying so hard not to get the opportunity, then I recall that if I get that opportunity I might be pushed over by the people surrounding me. I don’t want them to think that I am a greedy person who wants to overuse the power that was bestowed upon me—even it’s a small thing. If I ever accepted I want to continue the work that will be given to me alone and be confident over the product, as long as, it’s mine.

I went over another dimension and dilemma. I need my thinking hours to be quiet as possible and I can do it because no one is here my neighborhood is pretty simple and the ambient audile sound is absent.

This time I can only think about our situation—Dad is in the hospital, lying on the bed, still unconscious—mom doesn’t have work. Our financial matter is at stake because of Dad being admitted to the hospital, but I know Dad doesn’t what any of this to happened, it’s just that some evil people tend to be ‘that’ evil. We only kept a fancy amount of money in our pockets and I am informed that it will be spent faster. I remembered that it was the money for our planned vacation in Italy that will only be turned into a stone and some are from the local competition that I have won over the years and the last bigger competition that I have won that like makeup half of the percentage of our money.

I sit up again and deep breath and reached for my phone to call him back as promised. He might not be waiting because he is a busy person, but I will try to contact him, if not then I might be struggling.

My phone rang about three times, and stop, I felt relieved as he answered my call.

“Hello, sir!” I gulped and waited for the timing so I can say it. “I decided to accept your offer.” I finally told him. I didn’t even notice that I’d been holding my breath not until he responded.

“Gladly accept you to my company,” he said and I let out my breath of relief and smiled. “I might be thinking if I should not ask you earlier and give you more time, but I decided not to let you go to some lousy company.”

“Oh No, I should be the one thanking you, sir.” I insisted because it should be the other way around but here he is thanking me for accepting the chance he opened to me.

He continued and tell me more details. “Well, see you on…or rather whenever my secretary or the HR management gives you the email. Then...regards me on your parents—wishing them the best in their health.”

“Oh-Yes, sir!” I said and thanked him again and the call ended. A part of me is happy and the other one is the opposite. I am still somehow glad that the job opportunity came in the middle of such an unprecedented situation.

I am going to fall asleep when I received another call and this time I look for the name that flashed on the screen, it’s Johan, I am excited and nervous about this one. Hoping it works before answering it.

“Hello, Dem?” he said on the other line.

“Hello? What is it?” I answered while fidgeting a habit due to nervousness and anxiety of hearing his result about the favor.

A small silence makes me want to puke but then I was bombarded with a happy tone as he told me that he got it.

“I got it!”

“You got it?” I asked again not believing him.

“Yes!”

“Omg!? Thank you so so so much!” I exclaimed in happiness and he also asked if we can meet in the afternoon at the harbor, and I happily agreed.

“I’ll be waiting for you at 2:00 pm sharp!” he reminded me.

I chuckled lightly and thank him. The day went so well than I expected, I learned that bad days will go and another day blooms—if that day will come it means that you finally went through another day that you felt worse.

That made me crave to hop in and take a long bath, as I light up the candles and take it as a time for healing and recharging up my body and soul. I also took the time to clean up, declutter, and dust all the furniture.

During the whole noon, all I did was clean and take a rest after. I am now sitting in the living room all dress up and ready to live. I looked at the clock that says 1:05 pm and went out with my backpack with my keys, phone, and wallet on it and headed to the harbor.

Once I got there, someone immediately called my name. I was looking for him and turns out he found me first, which is amazing. I walked towards him, we were just in the corner and maybe a few townhouses before the harbor ends.

He gave me the envelope and said, “Take it and go home immediately.”

“Why?” I asked. I observed that he is not in his usual self.

“Well, mom will be in here for in a minute,” he said and I just gave him a “Are you serious” look, I sighed and nodded my head.

“Well, why don’t we just meet at your café or my house then?”

“Do you think people will not notice how suspicious we are going to be?” he said which makes sense but I wonder if people still try to meddle in someone’s business then it’s better to be safer.

“So…Thank you for this!” I said. “I will treat you after all of this, then. Bye, I will head now!” I bid goodbye while he reciprocates it.

My smile faded when it hits me hard and felt guilty about how he acted towards me. I want to know how he did it, I never bother to ask anymore because he seems to be so cautious and waits for her mother to come. I won’t risk anything for myself and the young soul, so I did what I should do and left quietly.

As I walk from the harbor to our house I can see the peacefulness and tranquility that surrounds my neighborhood. I know that Aryn might feel what I feel when I start to leave in the city for not more than a month. It’s so different here than there but I can see much more opportunities and my future in there.