Love In A Cruel World

Chapter 32

Naalimpungatan ako dahil sa mabangong amoy ng kung ano. Inunat ko muna ang braso ko bago bumangon sa kama at kinuha ang cellphone ko mula sa gilid. Marahan kong kinukusot ang mga mata ko pagkatapos ay hinawi ang kurtinang tumatabing sa kwarto ko.

Kaagad kong nakita si Timothy Blake na abala sa kusina. He's not wearing any top but he's wearing an apron habang kaharap ang kalan at nakatalikod sa gawi ko. He's wearing simple khaki shorts and that black apron. I gulp as I'm looking at his sexy bare back.

"Oh, gising ka na pala," gulat na sabi niya nang lumingon siya sa gawi ko.

I pulled myself together. "Y-Yeah. What are you doing?"

"I'm cooking. Take a seat. This will just take a while," he said. Ipinaghila pa niya ako ng maliit na upuan sa harap ng lamesa.

Nandito kami ngayon sa dating bahay. Umuwi ako saglit sa mansion para kumuha ng ilang gamit pagkatapos namin ihatid sila Mama at dito na kami dumiretso. Walang ibang tao ngayon sa mansion ng mga Zabala at tanging ang mga kasambahay at security na lang ang naiwan sa buong mansion.

Ang mga sasakyan namin ni Timothy Blake ay nakaparada sa isang establishment parking kung saan namin kadalasan iniiwan ang sasakyan namin kapag pupunta kami rito. Kumikilos kami rito sa loob na parang hangin, so the neighborhood will think na walang tao rito.

"Food is ready," Timothy Blake said kasabay nang paglagay niya ng pagkain sa ibabaw ng lamesa.

"Instant noodles?" takang tanong ko habang nakatingin sa dalawang malaking timplado na instant noodles na dala niya.

"Yeah, why? Do you want anything? I can go out and buy whatever you want," he asked, confused.

"Not that. You're wearing an apron while 'cooking' instant noodles, really?" hindi makapaniwalang tanong ko habang nakatingin sa instant noodles sa harap namin.

Timothy Blake chuckled at umupo sa kaharap kong upuan. "I just want to feel that I'm really cooking. Besides, I really use the stove for the hot water."

"Well then, let's taste your specialty," I said and that made us laugh.

"Anyway, natawagan mo na ba sila Tito? I tried calling Mom but I couldn't reach her," he said while blowing his hot instant noodles.

Hinipan ko muna ang pagkain ko bago sumagot. "I tried last night bago ako matulog but both of them didn't answer. So I just sent them a message."

"But why didn't they pick up our calls?" takang tanong pa niya.

I don't want to think too much. "Maybe, they are just busy. Let us just wait for them to call. Just eat your food baka lumamig na agad," I said.

Nasa kalagitnaan kami ng pagkain sa instant noodles na ihinanda ni Timothy Blake nang mag-ring ang cellphone niya na nakapatong lang din sa lamesa. "It's the helper, dimwit," he said before answering the phone then pressed the loudspeaker button.

"What's up?" kaagad na ani Timothy Blake.

[I've finished tracking all the numbers.]

"Already? There's too many." Timothy Blake keeps blowing his own noodles.

[I worked with it overnight. And besides, are you questioning my skills now, huh?]

Timothy Blake chuckled. "I thought you're busy finding someone na ayaw naman magpahanap, but thank you. How's Tita Ana and the kids?" he then asked.

[Oh, they are just fine. Madam Ana is often in the kitchen, she even cooked for my men. The two kiddos are always in their room but I checked them last night and I think they are still sleeping now.]