Chapter 4

When I finished passing the medical chart. I immediately went down and simply looked around. Going down in case I see Kj. Where is he now? Is he still here? 

But I was disappointed. Even his shadow I did not see. I think he has already left. Because when we clashed, he did not wear the laboratory coat that doctors always wear. I was frustrated.

I just sighed and admitted that I would never see him again today. It's annoying! If only I didn't really need to pass the medical chart. We could have talked now.

I stopped opposite the kwek kwek seller and chilled. I bought it and was about to walk back when someone shouted loudly.

"Hey!" I turned to someone who shouted at me. I saw my friend here outside the SHM hospital, Karl. Why is he here? Is he here on duty? He is also a medicine student like me but he is a neurologist.

"Why are you here? Are you here?" I ask. We haven't seen this my friend in a long time.

"Yes, you. Why are you here? You alright? The mess of your hair and obviously stressed you out, ah. What else?" He asked me one question after another.

"What do you think—" I can't finish what I'm going to say when suddenly Karl took a kwek kwek and handed me the cooler I bought. Sometimes it's really nice to slap a friend when you're eating.

Son of a b*tch! I haven't even cut down on the cooler and kwek kwek I bought. Then he would go ahead of me. He happily ate the kwek kwek I bought and drank my cold.

I looked at him badly. Does he have no money? As far as I know, it's even more flush than me. Your stomach would have hurt if you had been beaten.

"You're st*pid, Karl!" I shouted in annoyance. But he just laughed at me foolishly. 

Those who saw us kept looking at us. Some women are still screaming at him. Because my friend is supposed to be cute.

How cute was this friend of mine? This friend of mine is so ugly. It seems that their vision is blurred and they need to wear glasses.

Just kidding! I can't deny that this friend of mine is cute. And I wouldn't be surprised if there are a lot of women who like him.

Smart, handsome, kind, rich, where else are you? He is a total package after all. The luck of the woman who will love this mukong. But it is just goofy.

"Hey! Are you already in love and that's how you look at me? Maybe I'll melt because you're staring at my very handsome face." And he was also windy.

"Mainlove !? Hey! You're so thick. Oh really? You are ashamed of what you say. You wind up too Karl. Handsome? Ew!"

"Are your eyes blurred?" He asked.

"No," I answered.

"Why can't you see my worth and my very handsome face?" His wind really is! 

"Hey! Do you have a problem? Why do you say that?" I asked in astonishment.

"Nothing ... All I'm saying is that your eyes are blurred and you can't see my very handsome face ... You're a numb woman," he promised but he just whispered the last thing he said. What is going on here?

"Thick. You're not handsome and you're not cute. Do not believe what you hear. Those are liars." I'm teasing him.

"Ah, so you're saying you're a liar." He promised.

"What did you say? Am I a liar? When else have I lied?" I have an annoying question for him.

"Just now." He promised.

"And how can you say I'm lying?" I challenge him.

"You just told me not to believe those who say I'm handsome and cute. You're the one who said that since we met and you can stare at my very handsome face." He promised with a wink.

Yuck! The air really of this man. He seems to be very handsome himself. Is it really okay my friend? Why do I seem to be changing what he wants?

"Oh, you're just like kwek kwek and cool down. I can't even support that I'm handsome." He made a promise.

"Tss! It's up to you! I might die early from your saliva if I drink more." I sigh.

"You're so exaggerated. Are you really a friend? It hurts you to speak. And you are your OA woman. Your art." He ignored me for what I told him and even pretended that he was hurt. Jusko po! I hope it's okay my friend.

"Are you done with your duty and are you here in front of me and teasing?" I asked him.

"Not yet, I just went out to eat in case I saw you and I seem to have lost my hunger." I stared at him badly even more at what he said. What is going on here with my boyfriend?

"Are you on drugs boy? The strength of your craziness."

"No. I think I'm a good boy. I'm really crazy when it comes to you." He smiled at the promise.

"It's just hunger. Karl, you ate like that. You're going hungry so you're like that. Do you want me to take you to a mental hospital? I think there's something wrong with your brain."

"Ayiee! Concerned about me, Dra. Buenaventura and my soon-to-be wife. You are really harsh to me, my Sachiko." He laughed.

"Karl, get out of my sight before I kill you." I keep my promise here.

"Don't. I'm not even going to marry you." I was about to strangle him when he evaded and ran inside the SHM hospital. 

He was very happy because I was pissed again. Let's just meet once and then you will tease me. I really miss my friend teasing me. It was nice to beat that man.

I just started and continued walking. No more e. I have lost the urge to buy kwek kwek again and it's cool. It's just a joke because I don't have the money to buy it.

I need to save money. It's as delicious as Karl. He took my food. He had a lot of money and then took my food. That's my lunch.

I continued walking. But after a few minutes I was tired of walking all over the SHM hospital. I'm really daring because he's still here and to see him.

But he really doesn't seem to be around. I've been around here before. When I got tired I just walked out again and sat in a waiting shed. I'm irritated. 

I just fixed myself. Looks like I can't really see him anymore. I frowned as I watched the cars pass by.

While I was waiting for my ride home. Am I really going home? What if he was just sitting next to me and I just didn't notice?

Whatever. I'll just wait for my babe and I to cross paths again. Just kidding!

"Rose?!"

I immediately lifted my head to hear the very familiar voice. Is that him? I can't believe he's by my side right now.

He just called me Rose. Even my friends and my Mom don't call me Rose. Only him. They often called me Roseanne or Margaret.

He also sat like me and looked at the road and watched the cars pass by. He was holding two shake cookies n cream flavored. Wahhh that's my favorite. Is that one for me? Wahhh I hope so ... I also want a shake.

My eyes widened at what he was wearing. Wow, I think he just changed his clothes. Every day because his clothes are black. I didn't know if he was taking a bath or not. Is he changing his clothes?

He has a gray long sleeve but, the pants are still black, he really likes black. She's not wearing glasses but she still has the messy hair style that suits her. 

"Ahm ... Hi, Kj!" I greeted him. He looked at me with a frown. Why? Did I say something wrong? Or maybe he didn't want me to call him Kj.

"Kj?" He asked in surprise.

"Ahh... short for Kalix James. Don't you want me to call you that?" I asked him.

"Hmm... not really," he replied. What does he smell like? I can smell his fragrant scent that is delicious to smell. He was addicted to smell.

"You like?" He asked once about the height of the shake. No doubt I took it from him. What a pity if I refuse. Only now can I experience the freedom of the person you want.

"Thanks!" 

"You're welcome!"

"Your tendency to speak english. We are in the Philippines but I feel like I am in another country. Can you speak Tagalog? My nose is going to bleed a little bit on you." Laughing, I promised him.

Because every answer he gives is pure English. I understand English but you know that. Do I need to learn English? Just so I can talk to him?

It's like a headache in English. My brain was already bruised in our subject, almost all of which was in English, and then he answered my questions in English. It's like a double kill.

"Ohh, sorry. I'm used to it." Look at that. English again. Huhuhu when my nose bleeds it's your fault Dr. Dela Vega.

"After all, are you the one to study in an expensive school and the word is English. You can really practice that," I promise.

"Hmm... how is your duty?" Wow! He is concerned about my duty. Ayiee. Wahhh I think I fell in love with this man even more.

"It's okay. Even though it's tiring and stressful, I enjoy it somehow," I was happy to answer his question.

Really, eh. Even if you're stressed, it's all over. You are still happy to take the course you want taken. Enjoying it. No matter how hard it is, as long as you enjoy it, it still feels good.

I hope he answered like me. The long and not short if you answer. He's really frugal anytime.

"You? How's your duty?" I asked him.

"Always succeed." Tss! All right, I'll give up. His shortness really answered. Is he like that when his professors ask him? Short if answered.

"Are you coming? I'll buy ff," I promise. My stomach is boiling. I haven't eaten lunch since I finished class.

"Ff?" He asked me with a frown.

"Hehehe french fries. What are you coming with?" I ask again here. "Come on! I'm starving."

I didn't wait for him to answer and just took his hand and pulled him to the french fries shop. When we got to the french fries shop. It was only then that I noticed that we were both holding hands.

It's not just holding hands that the boyfriend and girlfriend seem to be doing, the intimacy of the two people in a relationship is intertwined. I looked up at Kj and there he was looking at both of us holding hands. He was staring at it. I was embarrassed to let go of his hand.

Sh*t! It's like I don't want to let go of his hand because it's soft. The relish was held all night. Also maybe when we're done. All right you just assume Roseanne. It's free to assume.

"A-ahh do you like?" I offer him french fries to reduce the awkwardness between the two of us. Embarrassing. Why did you hold Roseanne's hand? That's when he looked angry.

"No longer. Is that your lunch?" He asked while looking at the french fries I was eating. 

"Yes."

"But that is not healthy food," his rude promise. What is happening to him? He became rude again. I think he was angry when I touched him.

"It's okay as long as my stomach is full," I replied with a smile. I'm saving. I need to save the money I have. 

"Is that always your lunch?" He was reluctant to ask. 

"Yes ... sometimes."

"That's why you're thin."

Skinny? Is his vision blurred? She is very thin. Can't it just be sexy.

"Skinny? Hey! I'm not skinny! I'm so sexy." I frowned at him. Skinny? I'm so sexy. I think it has a visual defect. 

"Did you eat already?" I asked as I finished the french fries I was eating.

"Nope." 

"Eh? You haven't eaten yet, oh." I told him it's 3 PM in the afternoon and he hasn't eaten yet? I offered him french fries in case he didn't want to. Not raw healthy.

"Do you want to come?" He suddenly asked. 

"Huh? Where?" I wondered. Where are we going? Are we going to escape?! Don't think I'm not ready to go with him yet.

"Eat the right foods," he answered my question and started walking towards a beautiful black car. 

Why? Didn't I eat the right food? French fries are also food. Can he own this car?

"Is this your car?" I asked while pointing at the car he approached. 

"Yes, isn't it obvious?" He asked rudely. Eh! It's like he's just asking. The snout! Is she menstruating?

Is he having red days now and that's why he's complaining again. He opened the door for me and waited for me to get into his car. Will I come? I have no money when I spend more. I'm less than the budget my Mom sent.

"Ahh... no longer. I'm full— " 

I couldn't finish what I was about to say when he suddenly pulled me over and let me get into his car. I don't know but I'm fascinated by what he did.

Don't be like that Kj. I might fall for you even more. Then you won't catch me. I frowned at the thought. I'm afraid that's what will happen. I hope not.

I hope I don't look deeper at him. It's so easy for me to move on. Because when it goes deeper, it's hard to move on.

I can't help but think. Did he fall before? Can he have a girlfriend? If he had a girlfriend or liked the luck, maybe that woman.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of the bill," he promised.

I just nodded. It's embarrassing. Even though I'm like this, I'm ashamed somehow. He even gave me a shake and then he gave me lunch again. I don't even know if it can be called lunch. It was like a snack for us.

"Do you often work at SMH hospital?" Let me start asking again here. It was as if we were not quiet in his car.

"Yes."

"Are there many patients at SMH hospital whose case is in the brain?"

"Sometimes." 

Okay that's exactly how he replied. The contraction, the thrift. Grabe! He was very sparing in his words. If he is stingy, I will be stingy when it comes to money. Aren't we really meant to be. Just kidding!

"Are there many patients out there whose case is in the heart? l" I asked again.

"That's often there."

"Ahh... so the more cases in the SHM hospital are brain disease and not heart disease?"

"It depends... sometimes there are a lot of patients with brain and heart disease."

My eyes widened as I looked at him and still smiled. This was probably the longest word he had ever said. Since I talked to him. 

"Why?" He asked in surprise as he raised an eyebrow. He saw that I was smiling and the eyes that were looking at him widened. 

"N-nothing," I said. "Was it hard to be a neurologist?" I asked him again.

"Pretty much."

Ahh, that's why one day we went to SHMU. He was reading a book while walking and up to his friend's condo he read a book about neurologists.

"Because in the LS hospital that I usually go to, the more cases there are of heart disease. Rarely there is a brain disease patient there. So sometimes I forget to eat because there are a lot of patients like that."

I broke my promise. While remembering my former patients. Every time I become a patient I am afraid of making a mistake in operating on them.

Kj's car stopped opposite Jollibee. Wow! My favorite is the fried chicken here at jollibee. He is crispy and delicious. Will he set me free again?

"Is it okay if we just eat here?" He asked me. Ha!? Why is he asking me? If it's okay?

"Ah... I don't know about you. You're the only one who hasn't eaten lunch with the two of us." I promise. 

"You are still not eating." His harsh promise.

"S-Are you really serious about freeing me?"

"Yes, why do you think I'm joking?" He seriously asked me a question.

"N-not really. It's just embarrassing. "I can't answer. Maybe he thinks I'm just paying him. I'm not that kind of woman. I'm just like this but I don't look like money.

"Don't be shy. Let's go," he said as he got out of the car and turned to open it for me. What is that KJ! Maybe I can get used to what you do. And find me. 

When we got inside Jollibee, he ordered what we were going to eat and I was the one to find a seat for us. I went up to the second floor because the space here on the first floor was full.

I chose to sit at the end next to the mirror. The one you see is the one outside. Trees are what you can see here when you look in the mirror. I want to look at nature because it's relaxing for me. 

"You love nature?" I was surprised when someone asked in the chair opposite me. I didn't even realize that KJ was here. He was also looking outside. 

"Y-you're already here. Ahh yes, that's relaxing for me," I answer here.

"Hmm... you're right, nature is really relaxing." He nodded his promise. 

"Do you also love nature?" I ask. 

"Not so much."

When will he speak Tagalog? Little by little I feel like my nose is bleeding. My brain is already too busy to understand his English.

"Ahh... when we had a drink at your friend Shawn's condo. He said that you designed his condo. Is that true?" I asked.

If it's true, can I hire him soon when I have my house built. When I am successful. 

"Yes, why?"

"Wow! You're great, ah! You are a good neurologist, you are also good at designing. The cool, ah! Can I hire you to design my house soon when I'm successful?" 

I hope he agrees. I like the way he designed his friend Shawn's condo. Simple but beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

"Why me? There are other people who are better at designing a house than me," he replied. 

Napanguso ako. Did he reject me? But why is he the one I want to design my future home? My friend Samantha can do it. Architecture is his course. 

"Ahm... nothing. I just wanted to. Why didn't you just become an architect? You're also good at designing houses." I ask here.

He averted his eyes from me and looked again at what I had been looking at before. He is silent again. He frowned and raised an eyebrow. Did I say anything? Tsk you're really talkative Roseanne. Maybe he doesn't want to talk about that.

"A-ahm... it's okay if you don't answer. I'm sorry." I apologize. He doesn't seem to want to talk as much. Or maybe he's mad at me for asking that..

Huhu sorry! I didn't know that he didn't want my question. He just nodded and didn't say another word. Until the food he ordered arrived, he did not say a word. He didn't say a word anymore.

I think he was angry when I asked him. Sorry! Huhu I didn't know he would be angry at what I asked. He finished eating quickly and I was the only one eating and he seemed to be waiting for me to finish.

I got ready and never finished what I was eating. I'm still full, eh. So I can't afford to eat the spaghetti and fried chicken he ordered for me and then he ordered a burger and french fries and ice cream. 

"C-come on?!" I felt embarrassed for him.

"You are not done yet." His harsh promise. He's naughty again. He's angry! 

"A-ah ..." swallow and at the same time I bite my lower lip. "It's okay I-I'm still full." I will excuse myself even if I still really want to consume the food left over.

"Are you sure?" His eyebrow was now raised. 

"Y-yes." I'm nervous to answer here. Why am I nervous about him? I do not know. I was just nervous about him. He looks angry.

"Are you really sure?" He asked seriously again. 

"Of course," I promise here.

"Do you want to take out your leftover food? You barely reduced the food I ordered for you." He asked. 

Wow! As in wow! I just heard him speak Tagalog. And I can only say one thing. The depth of his speaking in Tagalog.

He really speaks deeply but what I don't expect is that his voice gets even deeper when he shakes. I fell more and more in love with him.

"A-ahm... is it OK? What should I take out? "I asked. He nodded and called the waiter to fix my leftover food. 

We were walking out smoothly. Are we going home? By the way, he is. I don't know if he will deliver me. I have nothing more to do. This is probably our first date. Just kidding!

"Ahm... are you going home?" I ask here. 

"Why? Do you still want to go somewhere?" He asked. He really likes to speak English. I prefer him to speak Tagalog. He was more attracted there. You really are Roseanne.

"Nothing anymore. All right, I'm going home. Thanks for the treat," I smiled. 

"Hopefully again." He said. "You're welcome." He smiled promisingly. Won't he offer to take me home? This man is numb.

"Let's repeat." I said and turned my back on him to go home. He didn't even stop me.

"Take care." I even heard his promise. 

But I never looked back. I was just careful my right hand waved it. That man is very ungentlemanly. But I looked at the food I brought and smiled remembering what he said earlier.

My ghad! I think I'm deeply in love with him.