Eloisa's Point of View
I'm only wearing a bathrobe.
Ngayon ko lang napagpasiyahang buksan ang medium size box na dala ni Kuya kahapon. Napag usapan namin ni Paolo itong gown kahapon, at sinabi niyang siya ang pumili ng gown binayaran niya daw ito pero hindi na siya nagtaka kung bakit regalo na ni Ate Patty ang gown. Dahil baka daw hindi ito chinarge sa credit card niya.
Nang buksan ko ang gown halos malaglag ang panga ko. Inalis ko yung gown sa box at tiningnan ang kabuuang disenyo nito.
Napapikit na lang ako sa inis. It's an all-white gown. Kinda heart line. Para tuloy nagbabago ang isip kong umaattend mamayang 6 PM sa Aquaintance Ball. Magmumukha akong ikakakasal sa gown na ito.
Nitype ko ang pangalan ni Paolo sa aking phone. Itapped the call button.
It's now ringing.
"Hello," aniya sa akin.
"Bakit... bakit puti?" tanong ko sa kaniya.
"Ayan lang kasi ang available na gown si Ate Patty." but, I can hear in his voice that he's lying.
"Paolo..." pagtigil ko. "Hindi ko susuotin 'to. I'd rather wear a dress than this," ani ko.
"Dresses were prohibited. Bawal iyon."
I've no choice of course.
"Then‚ hindi na lang ako aattend. Ayokong magmukhang ikakasal. Ayoko nung gown, hindi sa ayoko kasi magmumukha akong ikakasal... teka, sinadya mo ba ito?" I asked.
"Okay, fine. Fine." aniya. "Gusto kong... magmukha kang bride. Yun lang naman."
"Paolo... I can't wear this," sambit ko sa kaniya.
"Eloi, okay. I will ask Ate Patty if she've a spare gown. Ipapadala ko agad iyon," bigla akong nanlamig sa sinabi niyang iyon. Ayokong guluhin siya.
"W-Wait, Paolo. This is fine. Thanks sa gown. I'll wear this don't worry. I don't... I don't want to interrupt you."
"You didn't interru--"
"Shh, thank you again, bye."' pinatay ko na ang tawag.
Am I wicked? All Paolo have wanted was to make me felt his love. Kaso ay I can't see that. Dahil all I see on him is... was his past. I know it's hard for him to tell me the truth about his past pero I do believe in Dominic. Hindi siya magsisinungaling sa akin. Kaso, I should look for the other him. Hindi yung manlolokong siya. Mapaglarong siya. I am sure he can't do that to me. I know he'll never broke my heart in to pieces. I know he's sincere.
Nagising ang diwa ko sa nagdoorbell.
"Who's that?" I'm only wearing a bathrobe, I don't want anyone see me like this.
"Paolo. I just want to check you, if you're done. Okay lang ba talaga sa iyo iyan?" tanong niya.
"Yes, uhm, hindi pa ako ayos atsaka kahit na gusto kong sa 'yo sumabay si Kian dapat ang kasabay ko sa pagpasok sa venue."
"Yah, I know that. Anyway, see you sa venue. Pupunta na ako doon. Bye." aniya.
"Bye," I heard footsteps of leaving.
Niblow dry ko ang aking buhok, medyo natuyo na iyon.
Nagsearch ako ng easy ways to do a messy bun hair style.
Naintindihan ko naman iyon at nagawa ko. Pagkatapos ng aking buhok ay I putted my make up on.
Wala si ate out of town with some of her friends dahil wala naman daw silang gagawin sa Craeven Day 1 and 2. Then sa day 3 naman 1st year and 2nd year lamang ang aattend. Sila Andrea naman mother nila ang nagmamake-up sa kanila, my mom's so busy. Si Ambreen sa isang sikat na salon she asked me to join her anyway, kaso I refused it. Ayokong gumastos kung pwepwede naman ako ang magmake sa aking sarili.
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