"Bro, look I'm sorry ok?" Erico tried to calm his friend Kurt. But he was so angry, he was about to punch Erico's face when Miller stop him from doing it.

They excused there selves to the wash room after what Erico told them about Kurt.

" Yeah right! Sorry your face! How could you?!" Kurt exclaimed in disappointment.

"Im sorry! Thats all that I can say... I made a mistake, and I'm really sorry for that."

"I dont understand! Why do you have to go that far?" Kurt asked again.

"Look!" Erico released first a heavy sighed. "I can no longer contain myself when she agreed to go out with you. Im mad that I wanted to punched your faced when you kept pursuing her!" Erico confess.

"Uh-oh! Looks like lover boy finally realized it!" Miller whistled while leaning at the door.

"How about you really punched me in the faced? That I will understand! But telling them that I'm a gay? Bro! Really?" Kurt said.

Erico just closed his eyes, he was also disappointed with his actions.

"Your dumb! Dont you get it? I did it for you! To make you realized and for you to know how much do you want her! How much do you care for her! Yes! I did it for you bro! Beacuse I know how stressful it is for you, specially now that your fiancé was here in the US! I wanted to help you but I didn't know that... that! " Kurt doesn't know anymore what to say that he wash his faced thru his palm.

Erico remained silent.

" Come on you two ! This is just a little misunderstanding, go on and fix it! " Miller told them.

"Well all thanks to me! Now you realized how important she is to you! But thanks, no thanks for telling them that Im a gay!" Kurt was still mad but this time his temper were starting to cool down.

"Kurt, I'm really sorry. I really am!" Erico still apologized.

Kurt went silent and crossed his arms. He doesn't know what to say anymore. He wasn't really a gay. He has nothing against being a gay but right now he was so disappointed with his friend. His a straight man with a lot of girls clinging onto him. Among of them three he is the "playboy" and many times that Erico and Miller talk to him for being like that. Specially when one of the girls he dated came to them begging for help.

The girl told them that she was pregnant, that Kurt should take responsibility of it by marrying her. But in the end it turns out that the girl just lied to have him. After that incident Erico and Miller kept on telling him to change his ways.

"Alright! What do you want me to do to forgive me?" Erico asked him.

Kurt's eyes met Erico's. He put his hands in his pocket and told him to back off and then walk away. He left his two friend standing inside the washroom.

"Dont worry about him. Im pretty sure he'll talk to you one of these day's. Just let him be for now, we both know how important we are to him. Besides we're he's only friend remember?" Miller smiled to convinced him.

"You know what he's right. I went too far." Erico's expression soften.

Miller tapped his friends shoulder and lead the way out of that room.

They went to the table where they left Emma and Faith only to see the sight of them sleeping in the couch embracing each other.

" Are you really serious about Emma?" Erico asked while looking at her secretary. A strands of her hair covered almost half of her faced.

"Of course! Im determined to hit on her. We'll never know. Maybe next year we are handing you our wedding invitation." Miller confidently answered.

"Are you really that serious about her? You're talking about marriage already? Bro, you just met her tonight! Not even twenty four hours had past!" Erico in disbelief.

"I know. No worries bro! I know myself." Miller put he's hand in his chest.

Erico went silent for a moment. Honestly he was a little bit jealous of his friend. Because right now he is even more unsure of what to do. And how he will even treat Faith. Now that he finally admitted to his self that he's attracted to his secretary.

"Do you know where she lived?" Miller suddenly asked him while thinking about his thought.

"No! Why?" He asked.

Miller grinned. "I'll take Emma with me, and your precious secretary? She's all yours!"

"Bro! Whatever you we're thinking stop it! They are a decent women!" Erico warned his friend.

"I know! And I respect them! God! What do you even take me for?"

"Atleast were clear about that!" Erico told him.

Miller walked near the girls sleeping on the couch. He slowly removed Faith arms to Emma's back. He moved his head as a sign for Erico to help him.

"Where are you taking her?" Erico confusely asked.

"Remember the place where Mom used to take me for a picnic with my brother?"

"Ah I see!" Erico nod.

"I want her to see that place too. The moment she opens her eyes, she will see the magical view where brother and I used to be mesmerized. I wanted to see that view once again, but this time I would like to share it with her."

"Wow! I didn't know you were that romantic!" Erico told his friend.

"What about you?" Miller asked.

Erico lift his shoulders. "I dont know! Maybe I'll just check her in a hotel? Dont get me wrong Im not doing anything to her. Remember she's a traditional woman. I wont do that to her! "

"That's it? And since when did you became defensive?" Miller put his two hands besides his waist.

"What do you mean that's it!" Erico's eyebrows formed an arched.

"God!" Miller expressed his disappointment. "Fine! Whatever!" He surrendered.

"Where are you taking herrr?" Faith asked with a lazy eyes but Miller just stays silent and carefully help Emma to stand up.

"Hey! Im talking to you! Where are you taking my friend! I swear if you ever lay a finger on her, you'll gonna regret it!" Faith shouted while watching Miller leaving them at the bar.

"Where... Where are they going Boss?" Faith forced herself to stand up and grab Erico's shirt. Luckily Erico was too fast to catch her before she falls. There eyes met. They can feel each others body warmth. Erico's adam's apple move. He immediately feels a burning pressure inside his body.

" God! What is this woman doing to me?! Not now! "He scream inside of his head.

Faith was the first who pulled her body from her boss upon realizing their situation.

Silence.

" Dont worry about your friend Emma she's in good hands. Miller won't do anything to her. " Erico opens up a conversation to distract them from awkwardness.

"Are...Are you sure?"

"Yeah! I promised!"

Faith nod. For a moment she feel at ease for her friends safety.

"Shall we?" Erico invited her.

"Where to?" Faith asked in confused.

"I don't know! Strolling?" Erico shrugged his shoulders.

Faith look at his boss's eyes with amazement.

"Is there something wrong?" Erico asked when he feels her secretary eyeing her.

"Im just amazed how a simple person you could be. I mean, a friend you could be. No pressures, no work related stuff's. You know!" Faith answered with honesty.

Erico smiled genuinely as he lead his hand to the doors direction.

"Ladies first!" He say's.

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Erico and Faith find there selves walking at the park. Faith sitted in one of the empty swing, she was slowly getting sober. She moved her head up to watch the stars in the sky. While Erico sitted also in one of the bench near her.

"In our province we call the stars as " Talaw! " And we call the sky as" daya" as a child with an innocent mind, I always dreamed about having even one of them. One night as I watched the stars from up above, I saw my neighbors suitor came with his guitar to make "ligaw" or to court. He tried to pursue her by hes " harana" . Faith told him while still looking at the stars.

" hal.. Halana? Hatana? Sorry what was that again? " Erico tried to speak what she says but his tongue just got twisted.

Faith release a small laugh.

" Ha-ra-na!" She corrected him.

" What is it? " Erico shows an interest.

" It is singing a song to entertain or presenting a song that expresses how you feel about the girl you were pursuing. " She explained.

" So you mean this" harana" thing is a requirement when you wanted to court someone? "

" No, I guess not. But maybe yes I think we already adopted it as a tradition."

" But what if the guy was not a good singer? I mean, not everyone can sing well right? "

Faith laughed again." Yeah, I know! But there were also other ways how to make "ligaw" you know. "

" like? "Erico's eyebrow lifted, he started to get interested.

" Like uhmn... Getting a water for her? You know the well? You're going to get a container or a pail and fill it with water then bring it to the girls house. Or collecting fire wood on the woods or if there is a huge trunk of trees you're gonna axed it and gave it to the girls family, you know.. Sort of things! "

" So you mean, the suitor needs to do those things when he courts a girl? Why not just give her flowers and chocolates? Send some letters or sweet messages. Why does he need to be bothered that way? "

Faith rolled her eyes."Let me put it this way for yah okay? In order to get a woman's heart, you have to work for it. Hardships doesn't matter if you really love someone. You have to show her how much she means to you. The more she sees your sacrifices , the more chances of winning her! Besides giving flowers and chocolates, sending letters or sweet messages? Well it is also another way but no pain no gain right?"

"But what if all those sacrifices just ended into nothing? What if inspite of those hardships, he will just get rejected?"

"Hmn... Well at least he tried right? Atleast he wont have any what if's?!"

"That's it? That's hilarious!"

"You know what they say? Love is like a gamble. Sometimes you lose and sometimes you win!"

"What about you? Did someone already presented a song to you? I mean, did someone already" ligaw" you?" He suddenly became serious.

She didn't expected that question from him. She didn't even gave her an answer. She just smiled and look at the skies once again.

"What happened to your neighbor? Did she and her suitor ended up together?" Erico changed his question. He was afraid that he might tell her something about his feelings for her. He's not yet ready to confess, specially that there were things he needed to take care of first.

"Yes! But..." Faith's expression became sad as she remembered what happened to her neighbor back at their province.

"But what?" Erico was getting even more confused.

"They lived happily together but not for too long. Auntie Agnes lives alone now at her house.

" Why? What happened? " Erico continued asking.

"Uncle Zandro belong to a rich family. When his mother learned about her son's relationship with Aunt Agnes who was a mere daughter of a farmer. She did everything in her power to separate them . She knew that her son will not come in his own will so she made a story for him to leave her all by him1self." Faith sadly narrated.

" A rumor started to spread in our community. They said that Aunt Agnes were seeing another man, that she is pregnant with him. Uncle Zandro doesn't believe the rumors. Instead he told the gossipers to mind their own life instead of telling stories that wasn't true.

Aunt Agnes were really pregnant, but its uncle Zandro's.

One night Aunt Agnes where sleeping at their home all alone. While Uncle Zandro went to the town to sell their crops. Its already past midnight when he got home and I will never forget that moment in my life." Faith told him with a teary eyes.

Erico went near her. He was startled when he saw crystals starting to fall from his secretaries eyes.

" You okay?" Erico asked." You seemed so affected by the story you were telling me."

"Im fine, I just cant hold my tears every time I remembered how their love story ended." She explained.

"What exactly happened?" He asked again, he was really hooked by the story she was telling him.

"It's tragedy." She simply answered.

Erico's eyebrows formed a horizontal line. He still waits for his secretary to continue her story but the other one seems to end it that way.

"That's it?" He blurted.

Faith stand up from the swing she was sitted and slowly walks away from him.

"Hey! Why would you tell me a story in the first place if you'll just kept me hanging?" He shouted trying to catch her attention but Faith just walks away with a smile while enjoying the cold wind touching her face.