MORNING.
I started opening my phone. Too good no messages nor missed calls listed from Lawrence. I straightly went to the bathroom and took a bath. Abby called me when I was drying myself with a towel. "Good Morning, Marriane." Abby greeted me sweetly.
"Anong nakain mo at nag-ge-greet ka jan ng 'Good Morning'?"
"Syempre, alangan namang sabihin ko na 'Good Evening'?"
"Then wazzup?" I said while brushing my teeth.
"Wazzup? Wazzup with your husband?"
"Umagang-umaga, sya ang topic natin. Change topic."
"Okay, wazzup with Lawrence?" I remembered what I have done.
"I'm so busted at him." I said in a small voice.
"ANO?"
"Nasabi ko yung hindi ko dapat masabi sa kanya."
"Na ano?"
"That I was busy with my chi-" Teka, Marriane! Don't spill it! But it was always blurted at mine. Why can't I have to be specific in this kind of this? Because it always happens accidentally.
"I mean, my things. Sige, mamaya na lang. Bye." Then I hurriedly hunged up the phone. I leaned at the door and sighed. "Marriane, why are you making things more miserable?"
I hurriedly wore my uniform because I glanced at the clock and it was 6:38 AM. When I opened the door, someone's standing infront of me. And that was him. He was only wearing a towel so his fine abs are being showed. In my entire life, I didn't see this things but, I saw these things. I saw him half-naked so I screamed and covered my eyes since he was to about taking off his towel. Then I peeked and he was wearing a boxer short behind the towel. Thank GOD.
He suddenly laughed. "Bakit? Ngayon ka lang nakakita ng lalaking nakaboxer shorts? Nakakatawa ka naman."
"Umalis ka nga jan. Nakaharang ka sa daanan ko."
"Nakaharang ka rin naman sa daanan ko eh." He smirked as I was walking out of the bathroom. But before he shut the door, he said something. "Nandun si Camille sa likod, nakaupo sa may swing. But at least you can join me here inside." I can feel he was smirking again when he said that.
As he shut the door, I threw my slippers at the door and mumbling some curses. "AISH. Siraulo." I took my slipper that I threw at the door and headed the backyard to see Camille. And she was there, sitting at the swing happily. I sat the swing next to her.
"Bakit ka po nakauniform? My mother is a highschool student?" I nodded in embarassment. "Why?"
"Because mommy was a sixteen year old lady."
"Sixteen years old lady?" She looked at me with her innocent face. "Sorry, mommy will now going." I kissed her forehead. "Be patience with daddy ha?" Then I rode a bus to go to my school.
