My husband has always been vocal about him not being the sweet and showy kind of guy. But then, every once in a while, he does things that make me wonder if what he often say is true. For instance, I was having a really bad morning with the heat and all the none-too-pleasant things that come with a bus-less morning. I eventually got a ride and when I reached Ayala Avenue, I was rushing as the office shuttle is scheduled to leave the waiting area in a few minutes. Suddenly, an arm yanks mine and I look up to JJ’s smiling, sweaty, sleepy-from-the-night-shift face. He holds up a bag with a raisin bread and tells me “Bakit di mo sinasagot phone mo? Kanina pa ko tawag ng tawag sayo. Binilhan kita ng bread oh, for your meryenda.” Dazed, I just smile and get the bread and he kisses me goodbye and sends me off to the waiting area. As I was crossing McKinley Avenue, I cannot stop smiling. As in ear-to-ear smile. It was such a nice surprise.
So, tell me? Hindi ba siya sweet? :-)
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