Coffee with You Prologue: Hardwork and Milestone Chapter 1: There are times in our lives where we really need to sacrifice our own happiness to make others smile, but would you let your world to only revolved solely around them? and let it stole away your chance to finding love and be finally genuinely happy for the rest of your life?. Date back to July, 28, 2023 Terms meanings: (Kuya = Older brother Bunso = Younger sibling) Ring Ring phone buzzed. While Sam was busy putting make-up to her face, She notices name pops up on her phone beside her. "Kuyaa you finally called", She exclaimed with great enthusiasm . " Yes bunso it was really tight day today, anyway you owe me an apology" "What for? ", She asked with her one eyebrow raised up. "For not telling me it was your graduation day today how could you!". Sam chuckled, "Stop with pout there, it was meant to be surprise, sorry ". Her brother sighed, okayy- apology accepted, how was your preparation for the event then? ". Event, yes- mom and I decided to keep my graduation day a surprise until we arrived at the events place but didn't expect he'd found out maybe because of my excitement I accidentally typed in to my instaglam notes "Graduation day😍" dumb self. I was so dumb grrr. "It was fine, I let mom pick out my attire for the graduation", Sam's voice dropped. "I see-, hey what's with the sudden low tone voice there bunso? ". "Nothing", Sam hesitated. Though she said " Nothing" the tightness in her voice told me everything and ached my heart knowing I can't be there beside her. " Hey kuya, when will you be back here in the Philippines from London? ", Sam asked low tone voice. Silence for a moment "I am not sure yet when, but soon- ,Yes boss I'll be there in a second". " I am really sorry bunso but I'll have to end the call for now bunso, job is growling at me, take care you and mama and have fun on your graduation bunso. Goddamn my boss is calling me I forgot to hand him the scripts for the film. "Thank you kuya, you too take care", Sam said while trying to stop the tears from falling from her eyes. " You and mom too, Congratulations bunso", Her brother whispered hurriedly before the call faded out, it felt like warmth hug sent to her from thousands of miles away. The call ended but the longing to his absence speaks aloud, Flashback: *I was in elementary and there was a contest in our school, I practice singing weeks before the event, my mom who's sick in hospital and my brother was my first audience of my song they cheered and compliments always gave me compliments even though I know myself that my voice wasn't that great. *They day of event finally arrived I sang my piece with full power, I don't know if I did sang well I can't hear my own voice during my performance, my piece finally end I closed my eyes and all I hear was crowd cheering in applaud and clapping hands vibrating my heartbeat in joy, but as open my eyes and tears about to fall from my eyes I knew they can't come to cheer me and pains my heart, I was later announced to be first place I can't hide it anymore no one my sadness that no one will came but in my shock as I my eyes scattered the crowd I heard a loud clap and cheer there in the corner near the gate of the school my brother standing proud, how d-did he ge here wasn't he had classes to attend to? Did he just? As I was asking that myself the judge notices that I was crying and I think she taught it was because I won but in reality there is something deep behind it, after I wiped my tears I hurried into brother and showed to him my certificate and medal for getting the first place,he held me up and said "i was so proud of you bunso your hardworks payed off", as he held me down slowly I remembered I was shocked how he still get to attend my school contest ,i reached the floor and asked him directly, he simply replied with the brightest smile "it was just a class and an attendance, also didn't I promised I will not missed you singing?". *It was the greatest day of my life he really did kept his promise despite having classes to attend to. I missed you both kuya you shouldered the responsibility of being a father for us me and mom after dad died when I was still young even though it means sacrificing your own happiness just for us, I love you brother I am also proud of you I wish you were her with us I missed you we missed you kuya. ** It was a very long time since Kuya was still here with us. After momentary flash of memory and nostalgia Sam looked into the mirror in front of her and didn't realize she was already crying in here seat, she didn't want it to ruin her make-up and for her mom notice her crying , she immediately wiped it up in an instant leaving no trace left behind. After a moment of staring at the mirror reminiscing the happy memories, She glances at her mom who's still busy searching at the wardrobe, Sam approached her mom and told her mom that her older brother called and hugged her tightly which her mom returned with the same tight warm hug. Mom patted Sam's head like she was a little kid and ask, "I heard a while ago you and your brother were talking about graduation, I thought it was meant to be a surprise?". Sam looked at her mom, " Well uhmm, it was but uhhh- he saw my instaglam notes", She said and smiled with her teeth exposed. Sam's mom smiled and patted again her head, "How was your conversation after that then? ". "Nothing really, But he congratulated me at the end", Sam answered with a smile. " Oh, mom exclaimed. Did you said your thank you?". "Of course I did". " Great, Anyway Bunso here are the dress that I bet for you", Sam's mom said and pulled out the two dresses and showed it to Sam. Term meaning: Toga = Graduation gown "Which one do you like? This pink dress on my left, or this red one on my right? ". " My toga is dark blue hmmm,pink is girly and cute, but red had a regal style to it and also it contrasts my toga-, I bet the red one ma". "Okay red one it is, Sam's mom left impressed and hand over the red dress to Sam and told her to wear it together with toga for her mom to see, and then hide the pink one inside the closet and close it. Sam hurried to her room with excitement and immediately put on her red dress and her blue toga. After polishing her make up. Sam room door slowly open revealing Sam in her elegant red dress together with her dark blue toga. Sam turned 360 and ask her mom, " So-, How I look mom? ". "My goshhhh bunso, You- you are stunning, you are beautiful". Sam's mom exclaimed in amusement, and approached her daughter. " You are just as beautiful as I am", Sam's mom complimented and pinched Sam's cheeks in amusement. "Of course mom, Who else I will inherit this beauty",Sam replied with confidence. Fast forward to Graduation Ceremony. 6:00 pm Sam and her mother arrived at the said location basketball court of her school. The place inside is filled enthusiastic atmosphere with regal red, yellow and white decorations and beautiful and wonderful fragrance coming from white and dark blue flowers up front of the stage, behind the chairs of the guest and teachers a large screen at the wall with a visual that congratulations us students in our Graduation Ceremony, the court was crowded with variety of smiling 4th year students in their glaring dark blue toga sitting on their own respective chairs and powerful enthusiasm from the host that echoed the whole basketball court and excites the all of the Graduating College students. "This was it the day I am finally waiting all my college life, and end of a chapter and a bloom of a new beginning", Sam said to herself as she enters the court together with her mom in red dress too. An opening for the future I always dream, hopefully I can find a career that fits course about media and journalism. All students was excited, some are also chattering about their future all was happy and joyful. Except for Sam even though she was glaring in red dress and dark blue toga sitting in the reserved vacant sit in front by her friends, Sam felt a pain as she looked at the empty seat but she hide it with a force smile. But just a glance at her eyes was enough for her mother to notice that Sam was bearing a pain behind her smile. "I am sure your dad and brother abroad is proud of you sweetie, come here at my lap". " I wish they were her with us". "They might be somewhere far but one I am sure sweetie is all of us is happy for you and rooting for your success. " "So who's Davie??? " "H-he is just a frien-, wait... Mom! " Sam replied with a grumpy face as she realized the conversation shifted to her boy best friend. "Remember, No boyfriend boyfriend till you get a stable job". " Yes mom". After long great speeches from the guest, host, and teachers the giving of diploma finally arrived and every single one of students cheered for the moment, "Taylor Santos Samantha, Bachelor of Arts in Communication". Sam eyes shifted from melancholic to sparkling with excitement and joy, all her classmates cheered for her including her boy best friend that was the loudest from them all. " Woooohh Slay it up gurlll, my beshie Sam!!", Screamed by all of Sam's Girl Best friends as they stand up amused. "You looked stunning Sammie", Cheered by David Sam's boy best friend as he also stand up joining all the girls scream and amused. After a moment the crowded settled quiet temporarily and the diploma was bestowed. Sam nervously received the diploma and the camera arrived below the stage in the center. Sam and her mother stood for a while for a picture. " Stay Still for moment. 1...2...3...chiz!". Camera flashes. Sam dashing shiny red dress inside her toga and beautiful sparkling smile glow bright as the flash of the camera hits her. After graduation ceremony ended , Sam,her girl best friends and her mom celebrated the milestone with dinner at a restaurant, Sam video called her kuya to join theme but he didn't answer as seen in his instaglam notes he was already sleeping tired, but despite that celebration still continues and the day finally over with joy and laughter as new chapter of life Sprouted from a miserable and stressful school days. End of first chapter.

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