A night of mistake turned my life into a series of turmoil. A night when alcohol was mixed with suspicion, pain, and even...love. Mali man o tama. But hope was still breathing life in me knowing that everything is just temporary. Umaasa akong hind...
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CHAPTER 14: STUCK
ENYO'S POV
I have this urge to clap my hands just to make sure that she's not sleeping. Mula kasi nang ipatawag kami ni Stone ng isa sa mga bantay niya at makarating kami rito sa tahanan niya ay hindi pa rin niya sinasabi ang dahilan kung bakit niya kami pinatawag in the first place.
Apo Dayang's eyes remained close while both Stone and I are sitting on the floor in front of her. Tinignan ko ang dalawang babae na nakatayo sa likod niya pero hindi kababakasan ng kahit na ano ang mga mukha na nakatingin lang sila sa harapan nila.
My eyes went to the food on the table in front of us. Hindi ko alam kung anong tawag sa mga iyon pero mukhang kakanin ang mga iyon at mayroon ding tinapay. I wanted to taste one of that when I saw them baking bread in the brick oven awhile ago. Sa tanang buhay ko kasi ay ngayon lang ako nakakita ng pugon.
I'm addicted to baked goods. I admitted that to myself a long time ago. Sabi nila lahat daw ng lumaki sa Asya ay kanin ang staple food. But not me. I would always choose bread more than rice.
I love the smell of it, the fluffy texture or sometimes the grainy ones, and I just love its diversity. Pwedeng appetizer, pwedeng meal, at pwede rin na maging dessert. That's why when I'm not working, ugali ko ng manood ng baking show.
The way I'm addicted to baking should have pushed me to learn how to do it. Apparently it's not enough of a motivation for me to understand how not to set my room on fire. Talented lang talaga akong kumain pero hindi ang magluto.
"Stop fidgeting."
Lumingon ako kay Stone pero nang makita kong nasa akin ang mga mata niya ay kaagad akong nag-iwas ng tingin. I need to collect myself before I could deal with him again. After I remembered those pieces of memories... there's no way that I could look him in the eye right now.
"Is she sleeping?" I asked in a whisper.
"I don't think so."
"I think she is." Pinagmasdan ko ang matandang babae na hindi pa rin nagmumulat ng mga mata. "Is she waiting for a password or something? Baka may kailangan tayong gawin. Like eat the food perhaps?"
"You just want to eat the food."
"Wala akong sinabing gusto kong kumain."
"But you want to," he returned.
Really. Everything is awkward with us. Our situation, our life, us. But he really know how to make it less awkward by irritating me to a level that will make any WWE Wrestlers look tame and cuddly. "I said I don't want to eat the bread."
