At Manila#01

"You think forgetting is easy? Can you imagine having a boyfriend who's been together for five years suddenly decided to marry another man, the only thing I feel is breaking up!"

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No matter how many bottles of vodka Cedric had emptied, all the flavors got mixed up inside him. There's heartbreak, heartbreak, hate, want to die, frustration and who knows what's better than destruction. She can't even understand how she could have done that to him, what did she do wrong? Haven't they always been fine and never had a problem so serious, if Sheryl wants to marry him. let's go to Cebu now so that Cedric can meet with Sheryl's parents.

Why didn't Sheryl ask someone else?

Must Cedric have to kneel or bow down at her feet so that he would return with her? Come on, Sheryl, now Cedric's frustrated and I don't know what else to do. She's getting drunk again tonight, and it's all because sheryl chose to marry someone else.

Cedric had no idea how inadequate he was until Sheryl could do so, Cedric had even prepared a ring to propose to his now—labeled "ex." He sat on the sofa with some of his friends deliberately forcing Cedric to drink the alcohol, and they looked back and saw what happened to Cedric, a man who likes to cook and has a special charm that can easily seduce other girls, but just because a girl gets depressed.

Inside club 7840 time in Manila, Cedric and his friends sat down with a few bottles of vodka that were almost five empty. All that was spent on Cedric himself, they let it slide so Cedric forgot his little heartache about Sheryl.

Cedric's so high tonight, he's going crazy with a couple of bottles of vodka. His body can't even stand up anymore. "I hate you, Sheryl, I hate you. Fuck!" Cedric, leaning his back against the shoulder of the sofa. He couldn't open his eyes, the forehead felt so throbbing and wanted to vomit all the time.

"Let go of the friend, let go of the friend," says Joe patting the fellow on the shoulder. "He's not coming back, just let him go."

"You? What are you talking about, huh!" Cedric complained with his eyes so hard he opened, squinting is the easiest thing to do nowadays. He even pointed to Joe's chest.

"Never mind, forget it. You're drunk. let's go home."

"He, he's evil!" Cedric suddenly laughed without even a joke, he looked like a crazy person.

Joe looks at some of his friends and they can only shake their head if people are drunk that way. Gets out of control and weirder.

"Why don't you take Cedric home," suggested Dennis, he's sitting next to Joe. Cedric was in the middle and flanked by Joe and mark.

"Yes, he's getting worse," Joe replied.

"But it's better this way, he doesn't have to hang himself," mark's timpal.

Suddenly Cedric tried to stand up, "out of the way!" he rebuked Joe, kicking the man's feet for blocking Cedric's way.

Joe goes, "where are you going? Come home with me," he said.

"Move aside!" Cedric pushed Joe's head to the edge to get out of his sight, Joe finally relented and gave the man some room to move.

The mark and Dennis that are on the move together, their silence, whatever Cedric boy does, a drunk must be unruly. In the end Cedric staggered past some guy who engaged in a good game, but suddenly he lost power and fell to the floor. Having his three friends quickly helped Cedric to rise, others only to the audience.

"Move aside! I can manage on my own, I'm not a kid anymore, these legs can take a step!" Now Cedric's orders are up and trying to shake his friends.

"Let it go," Dennis said.

"I'm sure he can't make it to the exit," mark adds.

Cedric stepped up alone groping at the wall, surely feeling his body so weak and unable to carry on. One time Cedric fell, and he kept rising up and going home on his own. At the end of the day he dropped right in front of the club entrance and passed out, panicked his three friends and led Cedric into Joe's car. And the cars Cedric took will be taken care of by mark and Dennis. The man slumped peacefully next to Joe with his seat belt on his body, just in case Cedric didn't stagk forward.

***

Mara pulled her big suitcase out of the station tonight, and she had just arrived at what she had always dreamed of: the big city of Manila, aka the Philippines capital. There was so much Mara wanted to do in that city, so much.

She kept on until she approached a taxi parked in front of the station, which mara was lucky she didn't have to wait long to get to her apartment.

"I don't know what the name of the place is but you must know this address." Mara gave the driver a roll of paper that had just opened his windshield.

"Yes, I know," he said. "Please go up."

Mara opened the door and sat in the back seat, filling her body with longing. Mara had never made the trip that far before, but for whatever it was she was willing to do. Starting ata slow pace, Mara now looked out the window and saw the amazing view of Manila at night, with all sorts of skyscrapers soaring high and street lights adding to the night scene.

Truly, the city she had long wanted to come to was so charming and had instantly fallen in love. Mara wouldn't regret coming to that place, she was sure.

"Did you just come to town, miss?" asked the driver to stop the silence between them.

"Yes," Mara replied with an eyeball still fixed on the Manila night view.

"What is your purpose here?"

"Many."

"Are you sure this town wasn't hard for you?"

"I am strong, more than stone."

The driver merely commented on a smile on Mara's cute words, and the girl was still so innocent. She hasn't had the stomach for living in the capital, so I don't know if she'll ever live in Manila with an aunt who lives alone.

Mara was sure she would be jealous after knowing what she had seen in Manila, Mara was sure Kiray would want to join her later.