Three Hearts

Chapter2

Later on my wine was ready to serve to me by the waiter but I told him that I can manage and he left me. I started drinking my wine, it was nice. The flavor of the wine leave in my tongue, this wine is perfect for my Bistec Kitayama.

I wonder my eyes around the place and it feels cozy, I kinda like it here and it seems many people that are having much fun in this place. The place is not that crowded but not that full either, it’s nice and I don’t know why I feel comfortable when it is just my first time.

I should be thinking right now is how to start the investigation, maybe I should start from finding a perfect private investigator for this job, because as far as I concern I don’t want to stay in this place or country for long. I want to go back to Russia, I have already a life there. Not the life that I was expected but at least it is the life I learn to love and live.

“Here is your order ma’am”- He put the Jamon Allioli on my table same as the Bistec Katiyama

“Thank you”- I said to him as I put my table napkin on my lap and started to dig in

The beef was not that well-cooked, it is just medium rare but it is flavorful as I have tasted it. The saltiness of the jamon was perfect to the garlic and oil sauce, actually I could just eat it alone, but the bread was also perfect just to pass on.

These two dishes really filled my appetite, like I didn’t expect to be full just by that. I mean I have a big appetite despite of my body. I am not body shaming or anything but I am a little bit skinny, because I don’t know. Work out? Diet? I really don’t know I just like about this about my body.

I experience to be fat, when I got depress. But then, I got slapped for the millionth time to love myself first. Then, decided to find a fitness instructor to bring back my normal weight and have a balance, before I regret of not being healthy. I am not healthy back then, just pure fool and a hint of stupidity. Funny.

“Ma’am here is your follow up order”- He served me my favourite chocolate oblivion cake?

“Ahm. You might be wrong, I didn’t order anything. Must be a wrong ta---“

“No Ma’am. This order is especially for you”- He said to me and just smiled before turn his back on me

“Who o----“- I couldn’t finish I was about to ask when he immediately leave

Honestly, I don’t know where he went or anything, and definitely this cake is not mine. I didn’t order this. I won’t eat this, I will just finish my last glass of wine and go home. I will start my research on having at least three private investigators for this case. To think of it, it might be enough.

I pay my bill and get out; I went to my car for me to drive home.

“You didn’t eat the cake I gave you”- I was shock from the voice behind me, I turn myself to see who it was.

“A- Adelio?”- Couldn’t find the perfect word to say, just to pronounce his name was hard enough for me

“You didn’t tell me that you were back. Since when?”- He ask me like we were okay the last time we talked

“I need to go”- I turn my back and went inside the car

He keeps on knocking on my cars’ window. It’s annoying and I can’t keep my cool, my hands it’s freezing like I was experiencing a heavy snow even though it doesn’t snow in the Philippines.

“Hey, I wasn’t done talking”- He said outside while keep knocking. He was the same as before, bossy and wanted everything to do on his way.

I don’t care what he wants to say, he wasn’t the reason why I came back and thanked God my guts tells me to not eat that cake. Gosh, if I did eat that I might vomit a lot, I didn’t want to eat a really harmful poison composed by him. I won’t die from that but I’m sure I would feel sick knowing that he give it to me.

I drive away from that place, I thought I did a good choice on choosing that restubar. Gosh, when can I do a good choice of choosing something and decision making? I felt like every time I decide something to do, it would turn out bad.

When I arrive at the condo I went straight to the shower. I pour that cold water straight to head, it helps me calm myself of the things I was thinking. It keeps me think straight when I was frustrated, but this hobby of mine was just discover few years ago when Dad wants me to go back but I won’t. I have enough reasons not to, but then. Dad wins.

*In Call*

“Hey, why did call so early”

“I wasn’t supposed to, but then. I don’t want to be here Dad. I want to leave, I want to go back there”

“And why? I thought we already talked about this, you already agreed on helping me”

“Yes I agreed on helping you, but I didn’t agree on meeting someone I don’t want to meet”

“Who di------ Adelio?”

“Who else”

“I’ll just send you a guard, to help you out and protect you”

“I don’t want and need. What I want and need right now is to go back there”

“You are already committed for what you said, do it fast. Find concrete evidence and solve the problem. That’s the only way for you to go back here”

“I’ll get back to sleep now. Bye”

*End of call*

He hangs up on me without me getting what I want. Why can’t he agree on this and let me back. To think that I have a lot to do, this can’t be done within a week or so, gosh! The fact that I handle a company and now getting worked up and stress out for a guy that I don’t want to meet, I felt like I might get wrinkled and became old at a short of time.