Her Game

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GAME 1 Rain Kung kailan dapat masaya ka, saka naman mawawala sa iyo ang lahat. Like you are prohibited to be happy because you don't deserve to be one. Na wala kang karapatan dahil nasa sa iyo na ang lahat. Money. Wealth. Power. And anything. Sa nanlalabong mga mata, titig na titig ako sa telebisyon, hindi alintana ang paglandas ng luha sa aking mga pisngi. It was a fine and algid day of December, but the news that early morning... is caustic and blazing. Tila nagbabagang apoy, tinupok ang mura at inosente kong puso. "Two of the most successful tycoons in the Philippines declared dead on arrival. Engineer Akem Jhyun Lee and his wife, Architect Oseanna Lee committed an airplane accident after their business trip in Palawan..." a woman newscaster informed. My swollen eyes remained on the television as my parents' pictures were being flashed after she stated the headline. My heart b

GAME 3 Blood "H-Hindi... I mean... W-wala. Wala akong lagnat," mautal-utal kong sinabi.  I shook my head consecutively as I pushed his hands away. Susubukan niya sanang ilapat ang ibabaw ng kamay niya para suriin kong mainit nga ba ako. Ramdam ko ngang mainit ako pero alam kong hindi iyon dahil sa lagnat. Dahil iyon sa... sa... Are you crazy, Akemi?! Bukod sa bata ka pa, kakamatay lang din ng mga magulang mo! Tapos ano? Kumekerengkeng ka na agad! I sighed miserably on what my thought said. Ryu's dark brows furrowed. His narrowed eyes told me that he is not buying my alibi. Umangat ang parehong kamay na tinampal, muling tatangkang suriin ang temperatura ko. I stepped back and shook my head again. "I am okay, Ryu," natatawa kong sabi at halos mailang. His jaw dropped. Hindi pa rin kumbinsido. "Anyway... Bakit narit

GAME 5 Jealous Salubong ang mga kilay, higit-higit ang braso ko ni Ryu hanggang sa marating ang parking lot kung nasaan ang kotse niya. Sobra akong naiirita lalo pa't ngayon lang siya nagpakita, after years. 'Tapos ganito pa! "Sabing nasasaktan ako, Ryu, e!" impit ko. Nang matauhan, kaagad niyang pinakawalan ang braso ko. Napatingin at napahawak ako roon. Matingkad ang pamumula at ramdam ko ang hapdi sa parte ng brasong hinigit niya.  Nag-angat ako ng tingin at kaagad nahanap ang mga mata niya. His hooded eyes were dark, cold, and critical! Like I pushed his patience in the limit as I saw his jaws moved for a clench. Sa limang taon na hindi pagkikita, pagti-text... o kahit tawag man lang, haharap siya sa amin... sa akin nang ganito? I think I should be the one to act like that because in the first place, he never finds a way to communicate with me! To as