Romeo and His Many Juliets [Romeone & Juliétte]

Kabanata 7

Pakiramdam ko’y sasabog na sa sobrang init ang aking mukha habang iniisa-isa ‘yong laman ng mga leather luggage bags. There was nothing decent to wear inside. All of them were made of thin, lacey fabric and in bikini cut which I did not own at all. Nagngitngit ako sa inis nang mapagtantong sinadya ito ni Stellamaris. Romeone said that she was the one that packed my belongings.

Labag sa loob kong kinuha ang isang pares ng itim na lingerie, iyong matino kahit papaano, at saka binitbit iyon sa loob ng bathroom. I had no choice but to wear this because I had nothing in here but them.

I wanted to cry at my situation. I couldn’t even look at myself in the mirror because the lingerie was just too sexy, too see-through, na sa sobrang nipis ay halos wala na ngang takpan pa. In my twenty one years of existence, I never, for once, had worn something lewd and provocative like this.

Kung dito na lang kaya ako matulog sa banyo?

I stayed inside the bathroom for about thirty minutes more, hoping and praying that Romeone had already fallen asleep. Nang magkaroon sa wakas ng lakas ng loob ay saka ako nagpasyang lumabas, me tightly hugging myself with the bathrobe, with every nerves in my body uneasy.

Ang buong akala ko ay nakatulog na siya, but just what I had been most afraid of, he was still wide awake, still in his position on the bed, and now looking intently at me, his gaze scanning me from head to feet. When his eyes found mine, he laughed humorlessly and cursed under his breath.

“Your manang clothes did great in hiding your curves well. Didn’t know you are sexy,” he said. “It’s on my favor, anyway. Only myself can see you in lesser clothes. No one else.”

I swallowed hard and did my best to ignore what he said. Nilunok ko ang lahat ng kahihiyan at saka mabilis na tinungo ang couch para matulog na at nang matapos na agad ang araw na ito. But upon reaching it, I just wanted to cry of helplessness again realizing that I could not sleep in there. The couch was too small, I could only sit in here.

Still swallowing my embarassment, I went to him on the bed. Mabilis na umusog naman siya at saka tinapik-tapik ‘yong kama sa gilid niya.

“Told you! Let’s just share the bed, and maybe we can do something more than sleeping,” he cockily said, smirking and while pinching his lower lip. “You still owe me a kiss and a fuck, my wife.”

Sinarili ko ang panggigigil sa kaniya at hindi nagpakita ng kahit anong emosyon. Kung inaakala niyang tatabi ako sa kaniya ay nagkakamali at nahihibang siya, kung ganoon. Because I’d rather die of pneumonia sleeping on the floor than sleep on a bed with him. Inis na hinila ko ‘yong comforter at dumampot ng unan. I thanked God that the room was thickly carpeted. Ibinagsak ko ang unan doon tapos ay humiga na, covering my self with the comforter until my chin. On the other hand, I heard him laughed.