Serendipity's Lover (Redes Sociales Series #1)

Wakas

Wakas

"Bro, look."

I glanced at Khalid lazily. The acoustic guitar that I am currently holding blocked my way a bit. Binaba ko iyon at pinatong ang likuran sa binti ng high chair.

Kakatapos lang magawa nitong studio na ipinagawa ko sa tulong ni Mama. She was very supportive when I said I am inclined with music. It was a great feeling. I am not expecting that kind of reaction to her but here she is, very excited in every step of my hobby.

"What?" I asked Khalid that's a few meters away from me.

Hawak niya ang isang electric guitar habang nakaupo siya sa sala set ng studio. I know he's not that fond in playing the guitar but he's bored and that forced him to play the guitar. Puro gitara lamang ang nasa studio ko dahil iyon lamang ang tinutugtog ko.

Besides, I think he's only here just to piss the fuck out of me.

He placed the guitar on the couch. Nakangisi siyang lumapit sa akin habang nakatitig pa rin sa hawak na cellphone.

Lumalim ang pagkakakunot ng noo ko.

What the fuck is he looking at again? By the looks on his face, I think it's something I am not interested about.

Papalayasin ko talaga 'to sa bahay kapag porn ang pinakita sa akin.

Nang tuluyan na siyang makalapit sa akin ay agad niyang hinarap ang cellphone. I even moved my face a bit because I am expecting a woman who's moaning loudly.

Instead, I was welcomed with a girl, talking to the camera. She's holding the camera in front of her while walking under the sun. May ipinapaliwanag ata sa lugar na pinuntahan niya.

"Ganda, 'no?"

I stared at the screen closely. Pinanood ko ang bawat galaw, bawat pag-ngiti, at bawat pagtawa ng babae.

She is indeed beautiful. The radiating sun compliments her jolly attitude. May paraan pa sa pagsasalita niya na tila ba makukuha nito ang loob mo kahit sa simpleng pagku-kuwento lamang niya.

"Puwede na," iyon lamang ang sinabi ko dahil sigurado kapag um-oo ako ay papatayin niya 'ko sa tukso.

Subukan niya lang at iba-ban ko na talaga siya sa bahay namin. Wala namang ginawa ang lokong 'to kundi ang kumain at guluhin ako.

"Anong 'puwede na'?" hindi niya makapaniwalang tanong sa akin.

I only looked away and grabbed my guitar again. Istorbo talaga 'to kahit kailan.

"Ang ganda kaya niya! Sobra! Kaya nga adik na adik si Kirsten sa mga videos niya kasi ang ganda raw niya!"

"She looks like an average Filipina girl. I see nothing special about it," I said in an uninterested tone while strumming the acoustic guitar softly.

I lifted my gaze to Khalid when he didn't say a thing. Tumaas ang isang kilay ko habang bahagyang nakakunot ang aking noo nang makita ang itsura niya. He's looking at me with shock on his face.

"What?" nababanas kong tanong.

"Seryoso ka? Average looking?"

Hindi ako sumagot.

"Alam mo, bro, patingin ka na sa EO. Nabubulag ka na ata," he sarcastically said. "O kaya wala ka lang talagang taste o kaya bulok ang taste mo."

"Shut the fuck up, motherfucker. I'm trying to play here and you're distracting me with your shits."

"Sus! Ba't 'di mo na lang kaya sabihin na maganda talaga 'tong si Estefania? Tulala ka nga kanina habang pinapanood mo, e!"

"Leave. Now. You're fucking distracting me, Benavente."