Chapter 2 Arrival And billboard

Chapter 2

LAZEL'S POV

"Lazel! Over here!” I smiled when I saw my friend waiting for me at the arrival area of ​​NAIA. He was still holding a placard with my name Lazel written in large letters.

He almost jumped for joy when he saw me and wanted to approach me but he couldn't.

I carry my big suitcase and I even have a traveling bag. When I got close to where he was, he immediately hugged me. I laughed out loud as he hugged me tighter. This guy, you'd think we hadn't seen each other in a long time.

"Welcome home bro! How long have you been in the States, ah!” he shouted and tapped my shoulder hard which made me laugh again.

"How are you, Lethaniel?" I asked him. After he hugged me, he took my suitcase so he could carry it. I put my arm around him as we left the airport. Lethaniel is one of my best friends.

"He's still breathing," he laughed, and among all my friends he was the only one who was different. He teased us a lot.

In 10 years, I have only now returned home and Lethaniel was with me in the States, but he also returned here two years ago because his father suddenly fell ill, so he turned over their company.

I was only 18 years old when I left this country and I admit that I missed the atmosphere in the Philippines. The familiar sound of cars honking outside. The hot weather that will greet you immediately and the sun is still shining.

"I thought you had no intention of going home," he said.

We approached a BMW car, parked just near the exit and I helped him put my luggage in the compartment. We also went on board after fixing that.

“Could that be?” I asked my friend again as I fastened the seatbelt on my body.

"Looks like your human body is still missing, eh. That's why you take so long in the States," he joked.

“I will only get more lost if I stay there any longer. I feel like I have no direction or place to go. But just come back here," I said which made him laugh.

"You survived for ten years. None of you can stay in the country for long. So, why did you come back?” he promised.

"This is my country. Why don't I come back here?” I fired back.

"Didn't you run away?"

I just grinned because of what he said. If I had been happy to stay in that country, my life would have been okay, with Hanemira. I adjusted quickly but as time went on I just felt weak and I was looking for only one human presence there.

I wanted to escape reality back then the world felt too small for me at that time. I can't breathe with the seemingly iron binding my body. I couldn't move and when I survived that prison-like prison I could only breathe a sigh of relief, but only a few days later I would feel even more.

Which is one of my regrets about why I left then. Why I didn't try to express my feelings to him. That's why I was led by my young mind that decided then.

"Do you have a house to move to? Or will I just take you to your mansion? You know your family has been waiting for you for a long time, Lazel," he said.

My family has been waiting a long time? He refers to my parents and siblings as my family waiting for me.

"How about the one I asked you to watch over?" I asked and just changed the topic. I don't want to talk about Dad right now.

"Just check if he's okay," he answered. I get updates from him but he only gives me limited and he doesn't even show me the photo.

I didn't even try to check his social media because I might lose myself even more when I see him.

I lowered the window glass slightly and looked outside. "This country hasn't really changed anything," I said with a smile.

"Only people change," he replied. "Seriously Lazel? Where shall I take you?”

"I'm at the hotel first while I haven't found anything to move to," I answered him.

I intend to buy a condo if I have a plan for my next step.

"You will spend more when you stay at a hotel. I know you are rich but your money is still wasted. You stay at my condo, I don't go home there anymore. I'm at Mama's because my fiancé and I are getting married soon." If I hadn't really known that he was getting married, I might not have had the courage to go home.

I don't know why but I thought too... It's time to claim what I once owned.

"Okay," I answered and leaned back in my chair. I feel sleepy because maybe I still have jetlag.

I couldn't fall asleep right away so I just distracted myself by looking outside until I saw a big billboard.

My heart beat faster when I saw the soft face of the little girl on the billboard.

"Bro, stop the car," I told him and I tapped his shoulder to follow me immediately. I want to get a good look at his face.

"What? Lazel, what are you going to do? Why should we stop?” he asked me in surprise but I couldn't take my eyes off that thing. "Lazel?"

"Wait a minute, Lethaniel. Stop the car, bro," I said. He quickly put his car aside.

"Hey! What are you going to do?!” he yelled at me as I got out of his car just so I could get a good look at the boy's face.

This building has a billboard of a young girl. She was just looking at the camera, seriously and there's no emotion written on her angelic face. His left hand is holding her cheek and his other hand is holding a children's perfume.

She's wearing a violet strap dress, only half of her body is visible and in the background is the name of the perfume. She's so beautiful even though she's so young and I know she'll be even more beautiful when she grows up. Her aura is so strong and even if I only see her picture now it's like she's right in front of me.

The pounding in my chest never subsided and doubled when I saw his name.

Calystharia Divyne Carvantes. She's too young to be an endorser of a perfume that still bears her name. There seemed to be something about the boy that I couldn't even look away. It seems to have a magnet.

"Is that the billboard you're looking at, bro?" Lethaniel asked me. The longer I stare at him, I feel like I'm going to cry, and I don't know why.

"W-Who is she, Lethan?" I asked him.

"That's a rich boy. His name is there and our friend's children envy that. Even my nephew. She's beautiful, isn't she? Pregnant women like to hang out there just to see that angel. Because they think that when they see this, it is possible that their child will look like this child," he explained to me and I looked around.

He is right. There is a waiting area there that has also been equipped with a tent and many people. Being a rich child is obvious to this child. Because her complexion is just like milk and her smoothness.

His nose is pointed, his eyes as if you are still hypnotized and his lips. Pouty lips.

“Do you think... Whose child is this?” I will ask.

"Don't ask me about that child's mother, Lazel. This is all I can tell you, what you see now in the child is as if you have seen his Mommy. Come on, let's get out of here." He pulled me and forced me into his car again. I can't really get rid of that.

Until I couldn't see it anymore and something in my chest seemed to be squeezed. Why so? Why did I have such an interest in that billboard? Who is that girl?

I sighed and shook my head. Whatever comes to my mind. I'm just more confused.

"That boy..." I uttered.

"Oh my gosh. Stop, Lazel.” There's something with Lethaniel, too. It's like he really knows something that he doesn't want to tell me yet. What could that be?

"He's familiar to me... It's like I've seen him... I've seen him before..." I said just to stop him.

"What you say is impossible, Lazel," he said accompanied by a shake.

"I have a strong hunch that I've seen him before, Lethan. I know... there seems to be something about that boy...”

"That's where you're wrong. He has traveled around the world but he has not been to one country. Then you just came back here, ah. So where will you meet if that's possible?" I looked at him because he seemed to know a lot about that. I knew it.

"You know him?" I asked with interest. He didn't answer me and just shrugged his shoulders. He looked like he didn't want to tell me what he knew. To Be Continued...