Another attempt at flash fiction. I hope you guys enjoy.
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She tried her best to hold back her feelings. She just pushed it and pushed it in. It was positive.
She whipped her phone out from her pocket.
“Kumusta?” (How are you?), he said.
“Ok ra.” (It’s ok.), she replied. She put the phone back in her pocket.
An old woman approached her and handed her a note. She read it and nodded. The old woman left.
She walked under the scorching heat. A few blocks away, she turned into a corner. In between two buildings, she entered a scant poorly-made cement road and entered there. Like the walls caving in on her, her heart was beating faster and faster. But she went on.
The old woman was waiting for her. She opened the door and the girl walked in. It was a cozy fully furnished house. You wouldn’t believe the old woman lived there, what with her occupation and all. She offered the girl a seat.
“Buhatun na nato, ‘Nang.” (Let’s just do it, ‘Nang), the girl said.
“Sige.”, said the old woman and pushed a syringe in a small vial and extracted a transparent solution.
“Para asa na?” (What’s that for?), asked the girl.
“Para wala kay mabatian.” (So you wouldn’t feel a thing.), said the old woman.
Years later, he is with someone else.
She still hasn’t forgotten.
Le Miss Loudmouth 