Chapter 2 || The One

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S O L

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S O L

  Love.

  Love?

  Love...

  A word very easy to say, but very rare to get. A sensation that cannot be touched, only to be felt. Nabuhay ako sa household na puro kamahalan, to the point na kahit 'di sa'yo idinidiin ang pagmamahal, you'll feel it dahil sa kilig.

  'What is love?', ang pambansang tanong ng lahat. I once had a project where I have to ask the said question to my parents, and list them. I asked Mama first.

  "Ang pagmamahal isang taong nagpapasaya sa'yo o palagi kang pinapangiti." Ngiti niya, bago tuluyang hugasan ang aming mga plato. I quickly note down the word 'Tao'.

  Next, si Papa.

  "Feeling ng safety, o comfortability sa isang tao, bagay, o hayop." He winks at me, bago bumalik ang tingin sa kaniyang binabasang diyaryo. I again write the word 'Feeling'.

  And lastly, ako naman...

  I am fond of books, romance to be specific. Cliche man ang aking sasabihin, pero I treat myself as if I was in a book. Expecting that I'll have someone look at me like any moment, I'll shatter. I want to feel being someone's treasure, someone's Mahiwaga.

  I stopped nibbing the tip of my pen and fixed myself bago ko'ng isulat sa papel ang word na 'Mahiwaga'. I smiled before closing my journal, I remembered how well I did that day.

  Napatawa rin ako sa sarili kong teacher. I mean, really Sir. Alfred? For a guy whose strict as you, make a project about love?

  Speaking of love, you know what I do love?

  Food.

  Yes, you heard it.

  Food.

  "Kung ayaw kang tignan ng tao, iwasan mong i-ngudngod yang mukha mo sa burger." Ika ni Ethan.

  I tried to say something, but then I forgot that I had a bolus filled mouth kaya ako na-choke.

  "'Yan! Kasi e! Sinabi ko sa'yong dumahan-dahan ka sa pagkain e." Pagalala ni Ethan.

  Ethan, Ethaniel Hernandez. My best friend ever since I was senior year sa High School. Siya yung tipong lalaking lalaki pero nakikipagkaibigan sa bakla. At first I was weirded out kasi bigla nalang siyang lumapit sa'kin and asked if I was 'gay', the bítch was straightforward the first time we met.

  It's not like I'm against with it. I mean, come on! Who asks a complete stranger if he/she is gay? Exactly, an asshole. And sadly, I have an asshóle for a bestfriend.

  Binigyan ako neto ng baso ng tubig pagkatapos akong talakan, agad ko namang ininom ito para mawala ang nabubulunan kong lalamunan. Huminga ako ng malalim, at tumingin sa kaniya.

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