Chapter 8
Evening came and here I am cooking something for Patrick just to make him feel okay, with the help of my mommy of course.
"Hey, baby, ako na diyan. Masugatan ka pa niyan eh." Mommy said when she saw me get the knife and trying to slice the onions and get it from me.
I pouted. "Gusto ko lang po mag-help, mommy ko..."
Tinignan ako ni Mommy pero agad ding ibinalik ang tingin sa hinihiwang sibuyas. "You're already helping me, baby. Hmm..."
"Hindi ko po feel, mommy."
The side of mommy's lips rose up. "And how did you say that?"
I just shrugged my shoulder and watched mommy sliced the onions and put it on the hot pan. Stirring it and put the garlic next.
Mommy and I was cooking a chicken adobo for Patrick. My favorite dish and I hope that he will like it. Kasi nag-effort kami ni mommy eh.
"Mommy," I tried to get mommy's attention na ngayon ay nilalagay na ang chicken sa may pan.
"Hmm?"
"Magugustuhan kaya ni Patrick po 'yan?" pagtatanong ko, hoping that he will like it.
"Of course, he will." Mommy said, confidence was evident on my mommy's voice.
Sana nga.....
After one hour cooking and done preparing as well ay excited kong binuhat ang Tupperware kung saan nakalagay ang adobong manok na luto namin ni mommy ko.
Sinamahan ako ni Mommy na magpunta sa house nila Patrick bagaman ay sa tapat lamang ng bahay namin ang bahay nila but mommy insisted so I let my mommy go with me and beside baka gusto ring maka-chikahan ni mommy si Tita Carina.
Nang makarating sa mismong tapat ng bahay nila ay nag doorbell si Mommy at agad ding namang bumukas ang pintuan showing Tita Carina wearing sexy dress and her stiletto. She smiled at us as Tita Carina saw us.
"Hey, come inside." ani Tita Carina at iginiya kami papasok sa bahay nila. "What brought you here?"
"Anne cooked for Patrick. Anyway where is he?" Mommy said, asking tita Carina.
"Ah... Lara..." napansin kong parang naging mailap ang mata ni Tita Carina at hindi makatingin ng diretsyo sa mga mata ni Mommy.
Weird...
"Tita, si Patrick po?" kapagkuwa'y tanong ko. Nilibot ko ang paningin sa kabuoan ng bahay nila, hinahanap si Patrick. "Is he in his room po?" tanong ko ulit ng hindi makita si Patrick.
"Ahm. Lara, Louisse, Patrick is not here. He's with his father."
Napatingala ako kay Tita Carina dahil sa sinabi niya. "Po? Bakit po hindi sinabi ni Patrick sa akin na aalis siya?" nagtatakang tanong ko.
Hindi ba dapat kapag friends nagsasabihan kung aalis or may pupuntahan pero bakit hindi sa akin ni sabi ni Patrick na aalis siya at kasama ang daddy niya?
Tita Carina nodded. "Anong oras po siya uuwi, Tita Carina?"
Lumuhod si Tita sa harap ko para magpantay kaming dalawa. "He will sleep tonight with his father, Louisse." ani Tita Carina at pisil-pisil pa ang pisnge ko.
Nalungkot naman ako. "Hindi niya po pala matitikman luto namin ni mommy ko..." napayuko ako sa tupperware na dala-dala ko.
I felt mommy caress my shoulder. "You can leave that here for tomorrow morning when he comes, he's going to taste." mommy said.
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