I aroused from the tranquil slumber I had. The sun is shining brightly as the birds render such tranquil twittering. A new day has started up.
I immediately stand up from my bed. I stretched my body. I gradually unfolded the curtains as the sun rays began to hit my body. I smiled. I am being eaten by an enormous eagerness. Today is a special day.
I go out of my room. I saw mother in the kitchen cooking our breakfast. My two younger siblings are sitting in the dining room, they are waiting for the food to be ready.
"Good morning Mother," I greeted her as I smiled.
"Good morning son," Mother greeted me back.
"What are you cooking?" I asked her as I peeked at what she is cooking.
"Humba," She smiled as she tastes the soup if it is good enough.
"Delicious!" She exclaimed.
"Where is father?" I asked my mother.
"He is now at the road," Mom said as she put the Humba in the bowl.
Father is a bus driver. He usually goes out early to fetch a lot of passengers while mother is guarding our mini store here at home.
I jogged towards the dining table. I saw Xyriel reading her books about science, her favorite subject. She belongs in the higher class where science and mathematics are the main subjects. She is an aspiring Scientist. It was her dream profession since she was still a kid. While on the other hand, Simoun the youngest among us is holding his cellphone. He is probably playing some games again. This kid is very boisterous and optimistic while Xyriel is a silent and cold one.
"The food is ready," Mom announced. She delivers the food to the table. Such a wonderful aroma.
"How's your job?" Mom asked me while eating her food.
"It's totally fine. The people in the company are all friendly," I answered her question.
I am an office employee in a huge company. The company was owned by one of the richest and influenced families in the city. The Santiagos. They are very rich. They are a family of businessmen and women. They own the Santiago company where I worked. This company is an international one and it does pull a lot of other companies for partnerships. It's very prominent across the globe.
"How're your studies?" I asked my younger siblings.
"We have an exam next week," Simoun said.
"Same," Xyriel briefly said as she continued to read her books after finishing her meal.
"Hey, Simoun," Mother called Simoun. Simoun immediately shifted his glance towards mother.
"You said you have an exam next week, why are you not studying your lessons?" Mother asked him. Simoun smirked.
"Stack knowledge will do," He said as he chuckled.
Mother immediately grab his ears.
"You are not paying attention to your studies. Look at Xyriel," Mother said. She took Simoun's cellphone.
"You can't have this for a week," She said. Simoun pleaded to give him the phone but mother didn't heed his desperate call.
I took a bath, after that I wore a plain black shirt with my black pants. Today is a special day for me— for us. It's our 3rd anniversary. My long-time girlfriend, Erza Cloe Sy.
She's very caring and kind. She is also intelligent. She is a college graduate from one of the most eminent universities in the country. She graduated with a degree in Culinary Arts.
We knew each other when we are still in the first year of our college life. I noticed her when an event took place in the university. I was struck by her wondrous physique. She was utterly gorgeous. I asked my friends just to know her name. And I successfully succeeded. Since then we talked a lot until I decided to court her. She gave me her consent but without assurance. I was aware that she has a lot of suitors. I struggled and I didn't expect that I will end as the victor.
Everything in our relationship was perfect. But sometimes we have misunderstandings but we easily resolve them. I took Computer Science for I aspired to be a programmer. But, poverty assaulted us so hard that I ended my studies. I was compelled to work to help my family's needs. Erza still accepted me for who I am.
She is beyond perfection. And I must say that I am very lucky to have her. I can tell that her family doesn't like me for her. I am just a simple man with a simple living unlike them who is rich enough to buy anything that they long for. But, despite that, we continued what we initiated. I also took their judgments as my inspiration to strive harder so that they will acknowledge me someday.
"Mother, I am going now," I informed mother as I kiss her cheeks.
"Where are you going? Today is Sunday and why are you dressed up?" She said in a confused tone.
I smirked, "Today is our 3rd anniversary, mother," I clarified my side.
My family knew Erza. She sometimes pays a visit here at home. She acts like an older sister for my younger siblings and a devoted daughter for my parents.
I am now at the flower shop. I planned to buy a banquet of flowers. I picked a banquet of roses. This is her favorite.
After buying, I proceeded to the mall to buy some chocolates for her. I also purchased a few dresses. She likes dresses, then I proceeded into the jewelry shop. I yearn to buy her a necklace that will signify what we both have.
After buying, I called Erza. I reserved a date for us in a distinguished restaurant. I want this day to be a memorable one.
"Hello," She picked up my call. Her angelic voice echoed in my essence.
"Good morning, I greeted her. Happy 3rd anniversary, babe!" I exclaimed.
"Happy 3rd anniversary," She answered back but it was suspicious for it was in a lethargic tone.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"Let's meet later in the Maximo's restaurant. Let's have our date there," I continued.
"Nothing, I am busy at the moment. I need to settle something. I also have something to tell you later. See you there," She said as she bid her farewell.
She has something to tell me? What is it? I am now being eaten by curiosity.
Time passed by as the sun set down. I am now here at the restaurant waiting for her. I am very excited.
A few minutes have passed when someone called me.
"Phillip," A wonderful melody filled my ears as I shifted my glance towards the direction of the voice. I saw Erza but something is wrong. She is not wearing the smile that she always manifests towards me. Her face is woeful.
She sat in front of me. Her visage remains sad and I can sense that she is nervous.
"Is there something wrong?" I asked her.
A few seconds of silence devour the whole void until she uttered,
"I am sorry, let's end this,"
