Heart in Disguise (Heart Series #2)

T W E N T Y - T W O

Just like my usual mornings, I am cooking breakfast for us. Ayoko nga sanang magluto dahil inis ako kay Philip but then I am a good person so I will cook for him even though I am in so much irritation towards him. Because of what he told me yesterday, I decided to distance myself from him. I don’t want to hurt him over and over again. And distancing myself might help a lot.

So, when he went home yesterday from buying my mango and bagoong, I decided not to talk to him again after I said my thank you. Of course, Philip isn’t Philip kung hindi niya ako iniinis sa pangungulit niya. So ayon, nainis ako sa kanya kaya todo irap ako just to show him na inis nga ako sa kanya. Hindi ko siya kinausap buong araw, buong magdamag. He even asked me kung saan daw siya matutulog? If sa sahig pa rin daw ba siya matutulog. Naawa naman ako ng slight so I told him to sleep on the guestroom.

Yes, I know. Ang bait ko.

I am currently preparing everything for our breakfast. Monggo with malunggay ang hinanda ko because I always feel like eating monggo. It’s not just delicious but healthy and nutritious as well. It’s not just good for my health but for my babies as well.

I suddenly heard Philip’s footsteps walking downstairs. He must be coming towards here at the kitchen. Malamang ay naaamoy niya ang mabango kong niluto. I was actually planning na gutumin siya but I am not that bad naman so huwag na lang.

Pinagpatuloy ko lang ang ginagawa ko. Alam kong nariyan na siya sa likod ko but I distracted myself into cooking. Para kunwari hindi ko siya napansin. And so that we won’t be able to talk with each other.

But then he cleared his throat. But I still didn’t look at him.

“You were mixing it over and over again, mare. Don’t you think it would be overcooked?” tanong niya bigla.

I blinked. I looked at what I am cooking. Tama siya. Kanina ko pa ito hinahalo at parang mas lalong nadurog ang mga monggo.

Napabuntong-hininga ako. Ang galing niya. Grabe!

“It still surprised me whenever you cook, you know. I am not used to my mare to cook whatever she wants. And right now, she’s a good cook. And of course, it flatters me whenever you cook for me,” aniya.

Halos mapairap ako. Nanulis ang nguso ko saka bumuntong-hiniga. Ang feeling naman niya! Pero totoo naman that I am cooking for him. I just want him to know how good I cook na. Tapos hindi niya ako pinapayagan dati. I hope he’ll regret it.

“I am not cooking for you. I am cooking for myself. I am a pregnant woman and you know that I crave a lot so I always cook anything that I craved. So, yeah. This isn’t for you,” ani ko.

Sinungaling ako, I know. But, I will not tell him the truth. Never!

I went to the cabinet where the plates are. Kumuha ako roon pati na ng iba pang kubyertos. Tapos ay inalagay ko na sa mesa nang hindi siya tinitingnan. I feel like I’m gonna tunaw by his stares.

“Wow! Should I get hurt? Ang sakit, ah,” aniya.

“Yep. It’s true. But be thankful that I am pregnant. Dahil kung hindi, hindi kita papakainin nitong niluto ko. You know me,” ani ko saka tinaasan siya ng kilay.

Napapailing na bumuntong-hininga siya. It’s as if he couldn’t believe what I told him.

Well, dapat maniwala siya dahil ma-effort ako kung magsinungaling.

“That hurts, you know? You really cooked that just for yourself? Then what about that one back at your parent’s house?” tanong niya. There’s a hint of mischief on his eyes and I can see that he’s just playing.