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"Mahal kita, Jere. G'night."
"You ever g-gonna t-tell me w-what that m-means? Or how t-to spell it, s-so I c-can look it up?"
"Nope."
"Hmph. W-well. Night."
"G'night."
Jeremy hung up and frowned down at his phone. After a moment of thinking, he came to a decision.
He was going to find out what 'mahal kita' meant.
It wasn't that he was particularly suspicious. Just curious, really. What was Michael saying that he didn't want Jeremy to understand?
Pulling out his laptop, he typed mahall keetuh into the search bar, hoping to yield some results. In fact, several of the top results mentioned mahal kita, which he assumed was the correct spelling. He clicked on the first one, a Blogspot website titled Absolutely Filipina.
Mahal (muh-hul) kita (kee-tuh). USE IN A SENTENCE: I love you. Mahal kita. So yeah, just go up to that special pers—
Wait.
WHAT?!
He quickly reread the paragraph.
Mahal kita meant I love you—as in, romantic love.
Jeremy fumbled with his phone and was just about to call Michael when he stopped.
His best friend, who he trusted more than anyone, who he'd known longer than anyone, who he knew would do anything for him—had been in love with him for years now. Did he have an answer?
He thought, long and hard. And he came to an answer. He typed in the search bar as the phone rang. how to say i love you too in tagalog
Ring.
Ri—
"Jeremy, we just talked. You miss me already?"
Now that he knew Michael's feelings, Jeremy couldn't help but detect an ache in his friend's voice.
"M-M-Michael," he sputtered.
"What?" Michael said impatiently.
"M-m-m-mahal din k-k-kita!"