Chapter 2

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"What coffee do you want, Kuya? Black? Brew? Cappuccino?" "Black coffee, Porch. I will just wait for you here, okay?" he said and leans his back on the car seat. She smiled and nods her head at him, "Alright, I'll be back." She opened the door on her side and walk towards the cafe. The guard opened the door for her. "Thank you." She directly goes to the counter, "One black coffee and Cappuccino please." "What are the names, ma'am?" he asked while smiling. "Just put P 1 for the black and P 2 for the second," she answered. She waited for him to writes the name while roaming her eyes. The place is really good for studying, the cafe is relaxing and silent. No one will disturb someone here in a vintage-style coffee shop with a nice view from the glass window. "Your bill is 804 pesos." "Alright," she gave him the 1000 bill. "Here." She waited on the table while looking at their car. "Kuya is so impatient, he will surely yell later," she whispered and laughs. Arthur pushes the cafe door while he is talking to his friend, "I don't want to be like a puppy to her, Luke. I secretly hated her, don't tell mom about that." Luke laughed at him. "Your mom is really a headache. She thinks that everyone around her will just follow her, damn." Arthur stopped walking and faces him; he taps his shoulder. "Man, you will die if you stay with her in the same house," he said. He turned forward to walk when someone bumps on her but the thing is he slowly feels hot on her stomach. "Oh, my gosh! Sorry, I am sorry!" Arthur and Luke's jaw dropped when one of her coffee fell on Arthur's shoes. Porchia's eyes widened and kneel, she wipes them. "I am sorry. Sorry," she said, startling. She closes her eyes while biting her lips. I am dead. Arthur's face is getting red as he takes off his coat. "Miss, you should stop doing that. Stand up, he is okay. You can go now..." Luke said, his friend might hurt her. He helps her stand up, Porchia just lows down her face not to see him. "I am, okay?! Do I look okay, Luke? Can't you see?!" he shouted and pointed his coat and shoes. He clenched his jaw, didn't know what to do. "I am sorry. If you want, I will wash your coat and shoes," she replied, guilty. She doesn't know she is clumsy today. He tried to get his coat in her arms but Arthur pushed her. He clenched his jaw tightly, "Don't you dare touched me!" he yelled in irritation. "Man, calm down. That was an accident, give me your damn coat!" he harshly gets his coat and gives it to Porchia. "What are you doing, Luke?" he asked, both brows pulled upon him. Luke didn't mind him and give the coat to her. "Miss, you can get that. Do whatever you want, just go...okay?" he said in a calm voice. She stared at the hypocrite man, his well-shaved face, thick brows, and brush-up hair suit him well but his attitude says different. He seems problematic while holding his head and sighing. She doesn't have a choice but to nod at him, "Okay, I am sorry again." She bows her head and hurriedly went out. "Damn! You let her pass? Seriously?" he rolled his eyes and went to the counter. "Let that pass, Arthur. She is just a college girl and she is beautiful." He winked at him. They went out with a brewed coffee in their hands. Arthur can't move on to what happened to him. He lost his coat just because of him and now? He is only wearing blue long sleeves that have stains on the left side. He can't do anything but shrugged it off. "Oh? Looks like our tires are flat, Art." Luke kicked the tires and lean on the car's side. He facepalms and drinks his coffee, "What is she? A curse? Damn that woman! Call the company driver, tell him to fetch us here." He deeply breathes to calm himself and sits on the hood of his car. Luke calls the company driver but they are busy with visitors and deliveries. Luke looks at him devastated. "They are busy, no car is available right now," he said. His lips tightly closed with the red margins and the eyes becoming narrower and lips becoming thinner. "I... don't... want to ride on the cab, Luke. Don't ever do that!" he pointed to him while stepping back. "If you don't want then wait for the mechanic to fix that," he said and puts his other hand over his pocket. "In short, wait for them in one hour." One hour. One hour. One hour. He is impatient in terms of waiting, and one hour is the longest time for him. And he ends up sitting in the taxi with Luke beside him. "Damn, I should check my car before leaving...this is a punishment, damn that girl, she has a curse in her but." He said while covering his face.  Luke is just laughing at him while he is problematic. He suddenly touched his pocket when something is missing. "What is it?" Luke asked. "My wallet!" ****** Porchia was out of her mind while walking from her room, even on the stairs, her mind is flying from the time she did a horrible thing. She looked at the coat she is holding. "It seems expensive, ahhh..." She is ashamed of what she did. He pulled her hair; she is crying inside her. "What did I do?" she slapped her arms and yelled, "Ahhh...why so clumsy?" Her mother was about to go to the kitchen when she saw Porchia is faking her cry while looking at the coat. She covered her mouth when she saw her hurting herself, "Did I missed one vaccine when she is still in my tummy?" she asked herself while gazing at her, "No, I think not." She continued walking. Porchia directly goes to the washing machine to laundry his coat. She checks the pocket and raised the wallet. Her eyes widened as the coat dropped on the floor. She covered her mouth and shouts, "Ahh..." She didn't know what to do seeing his bulky wallet in her hands, she throws it and shouts. "I am not a thief!" she shouted while running in a circle. She stops when she finally feels tired. She sits on the ground and picked his wallet, "What if he will think that I snatched it?"
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