TWENTY SEVEN

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Ninya Buenavidez NARAMDAMAN KO ANG braso ni Rico na pumatong sa likod ng inuupuan ko habang pinapanuod namin ang dalawang matandang hindi nalalayo ang edad kay Donya Celestial na ngayon ay nagsasalita sa gitna ng stage. The venue is in the hotel, it is grandiose and filled of gold colors. We were dressed up only in two colors, white and black to blend the event and its theme. Ang suot ko ay white silky backless long dress. While Rico is wearing a suit. Itim at ang panloob na polo ay puti. His formality suits the place, it somehow blends him with my liberated and a bit exposed attire. Bringing some spice and coax vibe. “Everyone is asking us what is the secret of our long-lasting marriage.” Napatitig ako sa matanda, ang lola at lolo nina Sandro. Constancia Ciejo, older than Donya Celest

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