Monasterio Series #3: One More Night

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Halos pigain ko ang tungki ng aking ilong dahil sa iritasyon na nararamdaman. Hindi pa nakakatulong ang nakakarinding boses ni Mrs. Dela Fuente na para bang biik na kinakatay.

"Now tell me, Miss Follosco, is it right for a staff to answer back to his customer regardless of how wrong it is? And as far as I can remember, customer is always right!" she shouted again.

Ipinatong ko ang aking mga kamay sa ibabaw ng table at tamad siyang tinitigan. Her eyes are large and the eyeballs almost pop out of their sockets. Kulang na lang ay bugahan niya ako ng apoy at lamunin ng buo. She actually looks like Fiona, Shrek's wife. Fiona looks even better than her.

"Mrs. Buding — I mean, Mrs. Dela Fuente, I really apologize for my staff's behavior but I believe that he just did that to defend himself—"

"Defend himself? So what are you trying to say? That it's my fault and I'm the villain here? Iyon ba ang ibig mong sabihin, Miss Follosco?!"

I drummed my fingers over the glassy table. Mas lumalim ang titig ko sa matanda, gusto na siyang busalan ng papel sa loob ng bibig niya para manahimik. Mabuti na lang rin at walang ibang tao rito sa loob ng office ko kung hindi kaming dalawa lang. Ang staff na gusto niyang sampahan ng kaso ay naroon sa cubicle ni Abigail at naghihintay na ipatawag ko.

"Mrs. Dela Fuente, I am not saying that you're at fault but you have to understand that it's not his fault either if the furnitures they delivered on your house are wrecked. Supplier lang sila. Hindi sila ang gumagawa ng mga kagamitan na 'yon."

"Didn't they even check those products before releasing it? I paid you the right amount, Miss Follosco! I didn't ask for any discount because I know that the outcome will be worth my money. Pagkatapos ay sasabihin mong hindi niyo kasalanan? Isa pa, bastos iyang empleyado mo!"

"Sinabihan nyo siyang patay gutom at hampas lupa, Mrs. Dela Fuente. Who in the right mind would accept that kind of insult?"

She slammed her hands against the table while glaring at me. Hindi ako nagpatinag at nakipagtitigan lang sa kanya.

Sometimes, rich people like her tend to use their power over someone who's under them in a very offensive way. They act like they already own the world, that no one can talk back against them no matter how wrong they are.

Masuwerte akong hindi kabilang sa mga taong iyon ang mga magulang ko. They're very lowkey when it comes to our power. Mostly Dad. He's known as a powerful banker and a car dealer worldwide but he never brags anything about how wealthy he is. Kahit pa nung siya na ang mamahala ng construction company na ipinamana ni Lolo Nestor kay Mommy, ni minsan ay hindi siya nagyabang.

Itong matandang ito na isang branch ng Jewelry store lang naman ang pagmamay-ari pero kung makaasta ay akala mong nabili na ang buong mundo.

"I don't care if he doesn't want to accept those insults! His opinion will never matter to me. Itutuloy ko ang pagsasampa ng kaso sa kanya-"

"Gusto nyo ho magpunta pa kayo kay Tulfo at doon magreklamo. Siguradong hindi niya kayo papanigan." pangbabara ko sa kanya.

Lalong nanglaki ang mga mata niya sa galit. I can even imagine her nose flaring up in so much anger.

"You don't know how to comfort a client, do you?"

I smirked, swaying my swivel chair while arms folded across my chest.

"Well, I do know how to, Mrs. Dela Fuente. Unfortunately, pinipili ko lang ang mga kliyenteng aaluin ko at hindi ka kasama roon. I never tolerate clients who uses their power over anyone and obviously, you exceeded my limit of patience..." sabi ko. "Let's get this shit thing over with. I won't continue renovating your house anymore. Maging ang mga furnitures na nailagay na ng team ko roon ay ipaaalis ko na. I'll ask my secretary to give your money back to you. Right away, Mrs. Dela Fuente," I smirked. "You better start looking for another interior designer because I'm already backing out."