WHEN I woke up at 7 am the following morning, madilim pa dahil ang araw sa Germany ay sumisikat pasado alas otso na ng umaga. Nakita ko ang cellphone kong may twenty missed calls at sampung messages.
I sighed when I checked the messages on my phone. Ang mga galing sa nanay ko ay puro bilin ng pasalubong kaya’t hindi ko na lang binasa.
Nang makita ko na ang siyam na messages ay galing lahat kay Frank, napabalikwas ako ng bangon sa kama.
Frank: Are you still awake?
Frank: Benj, can’t sleep. I’m thinking about you.
Frank: Sorry for being too forward but I really like you.
Frank: Will you give me a chance? I feel like somehow we’re destined to meet.
Frank: Am I making a fool out of myself here? I don’t care as long as you’ll say yes. I’ll see you tomorrow
