You're Making Me Crazy, Professor [COMPLETED]

Cynthia Lim Sevilla Sanchez POV

"Baby, come here. 'Di ba sabi ko sa'yo, d'yan ka lang dapat sa loob? Ang dumi-dumi mo na tuloy. Buti na lang cute ka pa rin," Mommy said while squeezing my cheeks tightly.

I giggled and hugged her. "But Mommy! I saw a kitten outside! It was soooo cute! It was so tiny and fluffy!" I said, jumping up and down excitedly.

Hi! I'm Cynthia—little Cynthia! The one and only cutiepie of my mommy and daddy! They always tell me I'm their little sunshine because I'm always smiling and running around like a ball of energy.

Today, we're here in the province where Mommy grew up. It's my first time visiting, and everything looks so different from the city. There are so many trees, big open fields, and even chickens running around! It's a little dusty and muddy compared to home, but I love it here already. The air smells fresh, and the sky looks so blue and big!

The people here are really kind, too. Every time someone sees me, they smile and say, "Ang cute mo naman!" or sometimes they even give me candy or fruits. Mommy says that's how people are in the province—always warm and friendly.

I’m still getting used to everything though. Like, earlier, I tried to chase a little kitten outside the house. It was white with tiny gray spots, and it meowed at me! I wanted to pet it so badly that I forgot Mommy told me not to go outside without her. Oops.

Now my dress is full of dirt, my knees are a little muddy, and Mommy is shaking her head while trying not to laugh. But I can tell she's not really mad. She's just pretending to be strict. Deep inside, I know she thinks I'm adorable!

I think I'm going to like it here a lot. I can't wait to see more animals, climb trees (if Mommy lets me!), and maybe even find new friends to play with!

"Haynako kang bata ka. Halika na rito. Magbihis ka na’t pawis na pawis ka na," my mom said while wiping my forehead with her hand towel.

“But Mommy! I’m not done exploring! There’s a chicken that looks like it wants to be my friend!”

She sighed and shook her head. “Ay Cynthia, manok ‘yan, hindi ‘yan pwedeng kaibiganin. Kumain ka na ba?”

“I ate… um, kind of. I saw some people selling those tiny bananas and they gave me two because I said ‘po’!”

My mom laughed a little and took my hand. “Ikaw talaga. Ang daldal mo. Tara na, baka lamukin ka pa riyan.”

I looked around one last time—the sun was starting to set, and everything looked like gold. The fields, the trees, even the old swing by the mango tree.

“Mommy, can we live here forever?”

“Ha? Dito? Anak, isang linggo pa lang tayo dito, gusto mo na tumira?” She crouched down to fix my muddy sandals.

I nodded. “Yes! The people are kind, and there’s space to run, and—and there’s a mango tree taller than our whole house!”

“Masaya ka ba talaga rito, anak?”

I smiled. “Yes, super! Even if my shirt gets dirty every five seconds.”

She kissed my forehead. “Basta’t kasama kita, masaya na rin ako.”

I didn’t fully understand everything she said, but I knew she was happy too. Mommy smiled with her eyes, and when she did that, I knew everything was okay.

"How’s my baby there? Makulit pa rin ba ang batang 'yan?" I heard my papa's voice calling out from the front gate.

As soon as I heard him, I squealed with excitement and ran as fast as my little legs could carry me toward him.