Forty Two

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AS we stepped outside Hong Kong airport, a taxi cab was already waiting for us. The driver was holding a White paper with Percival's name written on it. "Wow, well coordinated..." Hirit ko. "Parang madalas ka dito sa Hong Kong ha? Sinong kasama mo? Si Stacy?" "You should thank Jonas because he was the one who coordinated for us to have convenient travel based on your sporadic, or better yet, unpredictable whim to travel alone."  Percival said, holding our shopping bags for our clothes for three days as well as my bag, while he was still straight faced. Kung merun ngang poker face wars, for sure, mananalo ang baby ko, este, si Percival. Whim? He thinks this decision of mine is a whim? Naningkit ang mata ko. "Well, next time kasi i-advice mo ako na nambabae ka na, at ayaw mo na sa'ken, p

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