A glimpse

"Oh, poor, Zaddie. You shouldn't have experienced that!"

She hated it. The pity on his eyes. She doesn't want people looking at her like that even though she's vulnerable. She'd better take bullying that being pitied.

"Don't pity on me." She tried to sigh but there's no air circulating in her lungs. Her eyes widen. Agad niyang inilagay ang kaniyang kamay sa ibabaw ng dibdib at pinakiramdaman iyon. May tumitibok. May gumagalaw.

"Weird, isn't it?" She looked at him. "We have heartbeat but no breath." He caught her hand but she moved it away. He smiled and tried to hold her again but this time, she didn't resist. He brought her hands to his face and guide her to touched him. "And we're warm. Still warm."

They both stared at each other's eyes.

Damn it! she thought. His blue orbs will surely catch her breath away if she's only still breathing now.

"I'm such a beautiful man, wasn't I?" her eyes widen as it dawned to her that he already let go of her hand and it's just her hands caressing his face. She blushed and pulled her hand abruptly. He smirked.

He was about to say something when they heard a bell.

A man on his mid thirties stood in front of them together with his fellow men.  They are all wearing white tux with their hand cover with white cotton gloves. Everything they wear were white, except their inner shirt and tie—in which they have their own preference.

The man—which Zaddie thought have a higher position—smiled at them.

"Welcome to the afterlife, Wayfarers."