HOPE'S POINT OF VIEW.
I take a deep breath to push away my worries. I watch the woman in front of me as she eats burgers. She ordered three big ones, along with a large taro milk tea and some desserts. I know she usually eats a lot, but this feels different.
She’s already finished two burgers and is now on her last one. Since the meeting, she’s gone quiet, and I can’t blame her; I feel drained, too. But we can’t do anything—we’re just here to follow orders.
Watching Yara eat is tiring; I can almost feel my own jaw getting sore from all her chewing. She’s focused on her food, biting, chewing, and gulping without noticing me. It’s like she’s forgotten I’m here. She often loses herself in food when she needs to think. I don’t bother to order anything; I’m still full from the cake.
We head straight to the canteen after our meeting with the boss. It's a lot to handle. I get why he gave the mission to us; it’s not a good one. The task itself is simple, but deciding whether to go through with it is not so easy. Magiging kalaban mo mismo ang sarili mo kapag nagkaroon ka ng pagdadalawang-isip. Although I'm not totally against killing the both of them because, honestly, they have a point–somehow,
Tumagal 'din ng isa't kalahating oras ang pag-uusap naming tatlo—apat. Through the big screen—they already hacked the CCTV cameras at pinakita nila sa'min ang loob at labas ng church at ang mga pasikot-sikot dito at kung saan ang kwarto ng mag-ina. Hindi lang kaming dalawa ni Yara ang tatanggap ng mission na ito kundi may isa pa. Si agent 009, isa siya sa mga pinaka magaling na hacker ng organization—ito ang sabi ni boss dahil siya ang magsisilbing mata at guide namin gamit ang mga CCTV camera ng mismong church.
Hindi namin siya totally kasama sa mismong meeting dahil kausap lang namin siya kanina sa big screen—all the hackers in the organization were not required to expose any information about themselves.
Bawal makita ang mga mukha nila at kahit napakaliit na information na magtutukoy na sila 'yun—katulad ng pagbahagi ng totoong pangalan ay matinding pinagbabawal at haharap sa matinding kaparusahan. Tanging code name at boses lang ang kilala namin sa kanila at tanging mga nakatataas lang ang nakakaalam kung saang lupalop sila nagtatrabaho at kung ano ang mga itsura nila.
Nahahati kasi sa walong category ang organization—
higher-ups,
hackers,
spy,
assassin,
secret agents,
detectives,
helpers,
regular employee
at bawat kategorya ay hiwa-hiwalay ng location kung saan sila magtatrabaho-at bawat grupo ay may boss at sila ang tinatawag na nakatataas o higher-ups. Hindi kami sama-sama sa iisang lugar dahil iniiwasan ng mga nakatataas na malaman ng mga pulisya o ng mga citizen ang tungkol sa'min.
Bawat building ng organization ay pinalilibutan ng regular employee at—dito sa building namin? They are all call center agents—just regular employee. Wala silang kaalam-alam about sa totoong purpose ng company kung saan sila nagtatrabaho. We have two bosses in this company: one for the call center agents and one for us. Ang boss ng company ay isang regular employee but pamangkin siya ni boss kaya alam niya ang katotohanan.
Hackers ang pinaka confidential na trabaho sa'min. Sa minalas-malas nasama ako sa assassin. Tumatanggap kami ng mission at binabayaran ng malaking halaga ng pera para pumatay ng tao. We assassinated people who were in black organizations that committed crimes such as illegal dealing, blackmailing, robberies, and contract assassinations.
Ang secret agents naman are ones who deal with the country's government and others. They exposed the crimes committed—pero hindi sila maaaring pumatay since each group has different goals and rules.
We are the killers of the organization... at ang secret agents ay more on self defense, but they can't kill people—that's their number one rule. Focus kami sa black organization at focus sila sa government.
We kill, and they don't.
We kill for injustice, and they expose it for justice.
They work for peace while we work for money.
Ang spy naman they steals secrets and information about the other organizations. Sila 'yung pinagtatrabaho sa mga grupo ng mga masasamang tao or organization para kumalap ng mga information. Ito ang pinaka-ayaw kong maging trabaho kasi napakahassle.
Sila ang isa sa mga pinaka hassle na trabaho dahil madalas tumatagal ng ilang taon ang pagtatrabaho nila since they work for other organizations just to steal important information. They can kill people lalo na kapag nalaman nito ang totoong trabaho nila. Grabe ang effort, patient at time na dapat mong isaalalay and I don't like to be spy—never!
The detectives also can't kill people because that's their number one rule. Some people have trust issues with the police. They don't trust the police, so they hire detectives in our organizations to reveal the truth and get justice. Lastly, the helpers are backup agents, para silang soldiers who sacrifice themselves—pero not for the country but for the organizations.
"Here," my eyebrows narrow when she gently slides the card across the table. I just stare at her as she sips her milk tea. Damn, when did this happen?
"In the elevator before we go to the office," sabi niya na para bang nabasa niya ang nasa isip ko.
"The hell?"
"Gorl?" wala sa sariling natawa ako.
"Tangina mo kaya pala nananahimik ka jan kasi pera ko pala 'yung pinang gastos mo jan!" sabay turo sa mga pinamili niya.
"Hindi ah. Ano ka ba birthday ko naman bukas ah!"
"Alam ko pero ang hindi ko matanggap..." she laughs, and so do I, but when I think about it again, I exhale. Naisahan niya ako.
"You're a pro at this huh," I say, taking my card and wallet and putting them inside my pocket.
"Yeah? I know. You should be careful next time," sabi niya at inislide sa table ang leche flan sa harap ko.
"You should eat. I'm sorry if I didn't ask you if you want a burger or something to eat baka kasi malaman mo agad na kinuha ko 'yung wallet mo, haha!"
"Ha-ha!" I murmur.
"Pft. I'm sorry, okay? Do you want me to buy you one?"
"No thanks!" I roll my eyes and take the dessert and a spoon to eat it.
"So what can you say about the mission?" I ask.
"Sucks,"
"It is!" I say and stab the dessert.
"But they have a point, though," habol ko.
"I run an orphanage, Hope,"
I gulp when she says that because I literally forgot about it. Now I know why she's acting like this. I'm also aware that she wants to retire, but the boss didn't agree. She ran an orphanage when... fuck! When she lost her little sister.
"I want to retire from this goddamn work, but I can't because he owns me. I want to know what it's like to be loved. I want to build a family. I want to have sex in the car, living room, kitchen, and on the beach—"
"Wait, hold on. Sex on the beach?"
"Yes?"
"Literally-sex-on-the-beach?"
"Why not?"
"Are you fucking serious!" sabi ko pero pasigaw na pabulong lang na ikataas lang ng dalawang kilay niya.
"Why not? I can buy an island just to experience that,"
"Come on," wala sa sariling natawa ako kasi I don't know bakit naging ganito ang topic namin. About sa mission dapat ang pinag-uusapan namin pero napunta nanaman about sa kabastusan.
"Have you experienced that?" I blush.
"Bruh? Sex on the hotel from the beach, not literally on the beach. I don't want my vagina to be eaten by crabs or fish—or jellyfish. Nahh, say less,"
She stares at me innocently. Come on, girl! This girl is making me blush for sharing this kind of topic. Baka ito talaga ang nagiging impact ng taong walang dilig ng mahabang panahon.
"I've made up my mind," hindi ako umimik ng makita ko ang ngiti sa kanyang labi.
"I want to have sex tonight," otomatiko na napataas ang kilay ko.
"Really?" sabi ko at biglang na excite. Kinuha ko ang milk tea niya at sumipsip.
"With three guys," wala sa sariling naibuga ko ang iniinom ko sa mukha niya.
"Seriously?!"
"Yes? Why not?" kibit balikat niyang tanong at kumuha ng tissue para punasan ang mukha niya. I exhale in disbelief.
Sheshh! This gorl is a fighter.
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