The Art Of Hating

Chapter Thirty-Eight

XXXVIII. Pressured

The days passed like a blur.

Masyadong mabilis na napansin kong tapos na pala ang hectic na linggo sa factory. Workers were excited for the upcoming team building while me on the other hand was looking forward to the weekend that will be spent in our rest house.

Maraming nangyari ngayong linggo na hindi ko na masyadong ginawang big deal pa. The issues about me was replaced by more interesting issues. Namatay na lang ang usapan na para bang hindi ako pinag-piyestahan do'n.

I know Alexander did something about it because the actual page removed the articles about me. Even in searches. . . you can't find any issues concerning my name. I thanked him for that.

Wala naman na akong pakialam pa kung anong gustong isipin ng mga tao sa 'kin dahil hindi ko naman sila personal na kilala. But what he did lifted some burdens in me because honestly, I just want some peace of mind.

If time comes these people will mess with my private life and the lives of the people who are important to me, that's when I'll take actions.

Ayokong gamitin ang anumang koneksyon mayron ako pero kung ginugulo na talaga ako ng mga taong hindi ko naman kilala, then I'll see what I can do.

Saturday came and early in the morning, Alexander was already knocking on my door. I was still sleepy when I opened the door for him but I have no choice but to prepare because we're going to the rest house early. Lolo wanted to have breakfast with us.

"Yugi!" I called Alexander's dog and squatted in front of it.

I ruffled its hair that I thought then was just his fur. The pup wag its tail as if it's excited to see me, too.

Tumingala ako kay Alexander na nanunuod lang sa amin habang nakatayo sa gilid namin. I smiled at him but his forehead was starting to wrinkle.

"Maligo ka na. Nasisilipan na kita sa suot mo."

What?!

Napatingin ako sa ayos ko at pinag-initan ng pisngi. I'm wearing my silk nighty which is very short and. . . quiet revealing. Umirap ako pero tumayo na para tumungong banyo. Yugi immediately tailed me.

Sinaway agad ito ng masungit na amo. Hmm. He's pissed early in the morning, huh? Not getting some?

I almost laughed at myself.

Yeah right.

"Psst, Yugi, come here. Stop flirting with my girlfriend!"

Umirap na lang ako at pumasok na sa banyo. Pagkapasok ay napatitig ako sa sariling repleksyon sa salamin at napaisip.

We didn't do it again. Coz why would we do it again when we're both busy this week? At isa pa. . . Kahit na nagawa na namin. . . Hindi naman puwedeng araw-araw naming ginagawa. . . Right?

Mas lalong nag-init ang mga pisngi ko. A particular memory that night made me all shiver. Fuck?

That second time when I was shamelessly riding his face--- shit.

I shouldn't be thinking too much about it. It's corrupting my mind! Kung anu-ano tuloy ang na-iimagine ko. Ugh.

After taking a bath, dito na lang din ako sa loob ng banyo nag-blower ng buhok. It took me an hour to get ready and finally exited the bathroom.

Naabutan ko sa sala si Alexander na nanunuod ng TV. Yugi was on his lap, playing on its toy. A cotton ball.

Umupo rin ako sa tabi nila habang inaayos and sleeves ng damit ko. My eyes were glued on the screen of my TV. The channel playing was about horse racing.