"What time are you going to leave?" I asked annoyingly to him.
He's done cooking and he's now cleaning all things he used. Nakasandal naman ako sa countertop at gustong-gusto na talaga siyang paalisin. Ayaw kong maabutan siya ni Amelie. That would be a disaster knowing how much Ams will piss me off to death.
"I will eat here," he answered in final while busy washing the dishes.
Nanliit ang mata ko. Makapagdesisyon naman 'to parang dito nakatira. May I remind him that we are not close anymore?
"Kaya nga. Anong oras ka nga aalis?"
I saw his forehead crinkled with irritation. Itinigil niya ang pagbabanlaw ng kutsara tsaka idinantay ang parehong braso sa gilid ng lababo, making the veins on his arm protruded. He then looked at me with eyes like daggers.
I bit my lower lip ang gazed away. Why is he like that?
"Why? Does someone will visit you here aside from your best friend?" tila nagbabadyang kulog ang boses niya, mababa ngunit nakakakaba.
Pero teka lang? I can't find any reason for him to ask that. As far as I know, he just helped me, and though I want to express my gratitude, that doesn't mean that he can ask questions that beyond his cope about me. Mali ata 'yon.
"Anong pakialam mo?" pabalang kong tanong. I equaled his dagger gaze.
I heard his deep sigh. "I'll leave. You don't have to feel excited about it."
"I don't feel excited about it! I was just simply asking!" I argued. "Alam mo? You make simple things incredible."
Hindi na niya ako pinansin at tinapos na lang ang paghuhugas niya. Sinipat ko siya at mukhang wala na siyang balak pang pumalag. Ngumiwi ako. I know this. His silence means two things: either he doesn't want to talk because he felts that the conversation was useless and nothing, or because he is defeated.
Psh. I can't believe I am making a fuss about his simple reaction.
I sighed and decided to prepare our lunch instead of creating a petty fight with him. Naglabas ako ng plato para sa aming dalawa at nilapag sa malapit na mesa ko. I hated the small table for a moment. Bilog iyon at maliit lang. Kaunti lang ang distansiyang matitira para sa aming dalawa. May malaki naman sa loob ng stock room for emergency purposes pero ilalabas ko pa ba 'yon para lang sa kaniya? H'wag na.
He noticed what I am doing so he finished washing the dishes immediately. I took out a big bowl for our nilagang baka. Nang buksan ko ang kaldero ay nanuot agad sa pang-amoy ko ang sarap ng luto niya. Umuusok pa siya.
Heaven knows how much I tried to copy this dish of him. Back then, I was always watching him cooking this so that I would know how to catch the exact taste that keeps me loving nilagang baka, kaso kahit ano talagang gawin ko ay siya lang ang nakakaalam no'n. How can he do this?
