"Aliza, you're a goddess." I said while caressing her thighs. I know you want more. I am tempted again to kiss her nipples and play with my tongue. "Ahh... hmm... Harold..." mas napapalakas pa ang mga ungol niya, napapasabunot siya sa ulo ko at nababaon ang kuko niya sa iba't-ibang bahagi ng katawan ko.
I quickly slid my hand to her undies and felt a wet, thick and soft, cottony pad. I go deeper and touch her gem down there. My eyes widen of her unbelievable wetness. Meron akong bisita - may buwanang dalaw ako.
Christian Harold, not there.
Magiging makalat dito. I stopped. She felt that.
She's looking at me while gasping and immediately pull out my hand from her undies and we found fresh blood in my fingers and palm. "Parang catsup." I said out of nowhere. Napalunok ako nang 'di oras.
"Te'ka." she said. She got her bag and attempted to wipe my hand with her handkerchief.
"Whoa, whoa, wait!" I stopped her. "Not your hankie, do you have any tissues?"
I heard she expelled a heavy breath and grabs my hand to wipe it with her handkerchief. She's not talking. Her other hand is holding mine while she's reaching for her bag and pull out a small bottle of alcohol. She poured some to my hand. I'm like a child she's taking care of. The same handkerchief she use to dry my hand. And right after, she fixed herself --- on her own --- button her bra, brought back the sleeves of her dress where it supposed to be, and finally, wear her jacket again.
I am there, just staring at her. I was shocked of the rapid occurrence. But, I appreciated her. Everything about her. Aliza is a childhood friend. I used to have a crush on her when we were high school but it vanished when we studied college, when we took our separate ways, to different schools and to the different career we chose. Seeing her now, like this, breaks my heart. What happened to you? Why beg for a marriage that you know will hurt you? Why me? There are many Why's in my head at the moment. This is what she's looking for. My second thought interrupted.
She finished fixing herself. "Let's go." I said. She nodded as a response without looking at me.
I want to bang my head in the steering wheel. I grasp tightly. I drove faster just to empty my mind. Later, I found myself in a lift to the seventh floor, to the mayor's office. "Wait for me here, I have to go to the restroom." Stepping out of the lift, she said.
I sat of the bench provided as a waiting area. "Are you Mister Molinari, Sir?" A mid-30s woman approached me, wearing a black pencil skirt and a yellow blouse with a flower design in her chest. "Yes." I replied nodding. "Why?" I continued. "Your wedding will be next, Sir, are you ready?" I arched a brow. "I am waiting for my partner, she's in the restroom." I said turning my head at the sign board that says 'Comfort Room'.
"Okay, Sir. I'll be back after five minutes to assist you and your wife for the process of the wedding." she said smiling. "Okay." I plainly replied.
I heard a knock of shoes in the floor. I searched for the origin of the sound and there I found Aliza approaching. Does she wearing a make up? Kanina kaya? Hindi ko napansin. Focus ka kasi sa kalibugan mo, Christian Harold. Sa tingin ko nababaliw na'ko dahil pati isip ko ay nagtatalo na.
She's glowing now. I literally see light from her behind and she's shining in my eyes. There, I noticed she's wearing wedge shoes, and a flower crown. She used a fresh flower, her favorite - Sampaguita. I smell the freshness and the sweet fragrance of the flower.
She smiled when she approached me. I stood up and offer my arm, "Let's go and be my Mrs. Molinari." Her smile widen. "Ngayon pa lang, I said 'Yes' to you, Mr. Molinari." I kissed her forehead and we proceed to the mayor's office.
The staff greeted us enthusiastically. "Oh..." I looked at the surprised Aliza. One of the staff attached a veil to her flower crown and return to her head. "I think I love you." I said to her. Her eyes seems talking to me. She's swayed. She's happy.
I guided her to the mayor whose happily waiting for us to his table. "Welcome, Mr. Molinari and Ms. Decena. Are you both ready?"
We looked at each other, and both nodded to the mayor. "Okay..." she reached for a book and some papers.
The wedding happens so fast. I and Aliza were holding each other's hand. "Mr. Molinari, do you accept Miss Aliza Jane Decena to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"Yes, I do." I answered.
"Please sign the paper." I arched my brow. I've never been to any civil wedding, Ganito pala? I did not protest but voluntarily sign the paper.
Now, it's Aliza's turn, "Ms. Decena, do you accept Mr. Christian Harold Molinari to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
Bakit parang naiiyak 'to? I said in my mind. Ang tagal niyang nakasagot. She adjusted her position and face me. Her hand turns cold and shaking. She's holding my hand tightly. "Sir, I love him." She looked at the mayor. "Y-yes... I do, since we're young...."
We heard a loud blow up. A confetti is all over the place.
"IT'S A PRAAAAAANNKK!" I see people coming to the room --- familiar faces. They are laughing and their hands we're clapping.
"Brad, we got you pranked!" my high school bestfriend put his arm on my shoulder, in his other hand is a phone with running video recording.
I was pranked.
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