"Mia, how-----" Jr. didn't finish what he was going to say when we heard a loud horn from outside. I just smiled at him then looked inside the house and shouted.
"I'm leaving!" I said to whoever can hear me and then walked out of the house. I quickly got on Dylan's motorbike and hugged his waist without looking back because I didn't want to see anything or anyone there.
He already arrived and went to our house. Am I the one he wanted to see or my family? Did he miss me? Did he think of me while he was away? Did he excited to me? What was his reaction now when he saw me?
He changed a lot, even as he matured but still obvious on his face that he is happy. There was no trace of stress and he was still fresh to look at. Not like me, I seem to be covered by heaven and earth. He looks good. Good for him, he achieved the face that he wants. They reason why leave.
I want to scold myself because I don’t know where I’m going to laugh. In my reaction to being surprised because I saw him or in his reaction to being obviously surprised to see me because of the changes I have. I knew next time we will meet I didn't know how to deal with him. Mostly, what if it's just the two of us facing each other.
I am planning now not to go around Sta. Teresita so we can see each other. Or maybe I won't go home so he can come to me. Yeah, I think that's the best way to avoid him, Because I am not ready to face him.
"Hey!" I looked at Dylan who had already stopped the motor. "What are you waiting for, Christmas?" I just sighed and shook before coming down. I didn't realize that we were here. My thoughts had deepened. I didn't notice that we were already outside Uncle Pao's house.
Tito Pao is our source of the item, Godfather it seems. He was kind and easy to get along with. Like Dylan, he also has a lot of words of wisdom. They just talked for a while and handed over the payment and items then Dylan said goodbye to me.
"I'm leaving and just take a taxi home." I scolded him for what he said.
“Are you stupid? You just brought me here to leave.” He was covered in his own ears and he and Uncle Pao were laughing. Not that I don't want to leave because I'm used to being left here sometimes. But I wish he had just said that he had a walk so that I wouldn't have to go with him and I would just go straight to his house.
“I thought Cong wouldn't call. We are right here when he calls me and asks to bring him,” he explained.
“Cong called you yesterday, and again now? Admit it, which of you is gay?” He threw a towel in my face but it was weak and Uncle Pao also laughed.
"You're crazy, it's an election so he needs the energy to be able to go from house to house properly," he replied while walking with me. "Don't sulk and I'll get back to you later." He kissed my neck at the same time. I avoided it because I was terrified of what he did.
"You're too PDA, Uncle Pao is here." I scolded him with an elbow.
"It's ok Mia, I can see it's even worse." Tito Pao said laughing.
"I'm leaving," he said and kissed my neck.
I also didn't do anything when he left because even if I objected, he would still leave so I just let him go. Another big man needs him so it’s hard to resist and maybe will get angry with them.
"I'll just leave my motor with you and you can use it." He chased after me and threw the key at me, which I immediately caught. I also know how to drive a motorbike and Dylan taught me. "I'll just ride a taxi and let Cong pay it." He came back to kiss me on the cheek before leaving so I laughed. It was also obvious on Tito Pao's face that he shuddered at what the ass had done.
When Dylan left, Uncle Pao and I were the only ones left. He weighs bulk and per gram of meth. If it was only in the news that I can see. But now, I can see it face to face in front of me. I am right next to it and not just next to it but I can still touch it. Who would have thought that the former Mia who was afraid of pushers is now one who is also a drug seller?
I never thought of entering or engaging in such work. When I hear about drugs, I immediately avoid them because I feel like I'm doomed. Just hearing that someone is addicted makes me nervous right away because I immediately think he’s going to do something bad. I immediately thought that I might be damned if I got close to them.
“Mia, if you want to eat, I ordered pizza earlier. Just heat it in the oven,” said Uncle Pao as he continued to weigh. I stare at him and thinking something. I know like me, and Dylan, uncle Pao has his reason why he came on this situation. For the small period of time, I feel that he is a good man too.
"Tito Pao," I called his name. He paused for a moment then turned to me. He look at me while waiting for my next word.
"Why?" he asked when I did not speak. I sighed, thinking if it is ok to ask a sensitive question. "Something, wrong? Tell me."
"I hope you get mad. But I want to ask wow did you get into this kind of work?" He smile bitterly and put down the things then fix himself and looked at me. He smiled for a moment and I can see the sadness in his eyes.