It was late in the afternoon in Central while looking for some bread to eat when I saw a tall girl that looks like, wait - Ruffa Gutierrez? You gotta be kidding, what is she doing in Hong Kong?

This woman got a class even if she wears no make up, wearing a nice knee-lenght leather boots (in this kind of weather?) pulling a hand-carry Gucci bag, effortlessly standing with a poise and has a very straight and shiny dark brown hair. I tried convincing myself that it’s gotta be her but I’m still in a total shock. She looks simply gorgeous.

Then she suddenly approached me and asked:

Ruffa: “Excuse me, are you a Filipino?”
Me: “Yes, I am” (in disbelief, do I look like some Chinese?)
Ruffa: “I’m sorry but I was trying to call my Mom and my cellphone died on me, low-batt na sya (battery is dead)”.
Me: “Oh sure, pero diba ikaw si (but you are…) Ruffa Gutierrez?”
Ruffa: “Yes it’s me, I’m glad you did recognize because yung isang Mama’ dun hindi ako nakilala (the guy right across can’t remember me). So, is it okay if I use your phone? I promise, I’ll make it super short.”
Me: “Sure, but I have no IDD call service”.
Ruffa: “Oh don’t worry, I got this Pinoy phone card from Istanbul”
Me: In shocked. All BLANK.

She’s standing near the distance and I overheard, she was talking to her Mom.

Ruffa: “Hi Mom, it’s so nakakahiya (what a shame!), my phone died on me and there’s this Filipino guy who let me borrowed his cellphone, ang ‘baet-baet’ (very nice). So how’s the weather back there? It’s been raining here and I couldn’t get the chance to… *pause*… Oh Mom, hello, hello - - hello? Oh my God!”

I was eating my bread in the distance pretending I was looking for something in my bag. Then she went back to me and say;

Ruffa: “You know, when it’s raining, it certainly is pouring. Ang swerte ko naman (I’m so lucky), my cellphone died on me and this time my phone card is empty, can you believe that?”
Me: “Oo nga eh, ganyan lagi dito kapag weekend (I know, it always does rain during the weekends). Wala ka bang kasama (are you travelling alone?)”
Ruffa: “Let’s find some Starbucks, I feel like getting a hot cup of coffee”.
Me: “Sige, wag na lang nakakahiya (it’s ok, I think I’m shy), I’m going to work anyways”.
Ruffa: “Sure, salamat sa cellphone mo ha? (thank you for the cellphone)”
Me: “You’re welcome, pero pwede bang mag request? (wait, can I have a request?) Can we take a picture together, kasi pag sinabi ko na nakita ko si ‘Ruffa Gutierrez’ walang maniniwala sa akin (in case I’d tell someone that I saw you, no one would believe me)”.
Ruffa: “Wait lang ha (oh wait!), I gonna put some powder on”. Ayan, ok na (there, done!)

When I was about to click my cam-phone, it suddenly rang. I let it ring for several times but it was so damn loud so I had to answer it real quick. Fook! A few seconds later, it was when I finally woke up.

Sayang! (”SHIT” - now that translates).

You see, I would have been annoyed by the phone alarm but infact it was my life-saver, I realized that it was my Dad’s birthday (he passed away 7 years ago). So I had to call home to greet my family specially my mother, Kathleen. “You remembered“, uttering in a breathless manner. Of course I did - I got extra phonecards and my cellphone was recharged overnight.

Then of course as I write this, I’ve searched for her site and found a really beautiful Ruffa Gutierrez.

Let’s Stay Together
by: Al Green

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