Chapter Four
"So you really drove from Tagaytay to Makati for this date?" Hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili na matawa sa sinabi niya.
Driving for a very long time is really nostalgic for me 'cause I feel like I'm drowning in a different world. I don't what exactly those words are pero sa tuwing nagmamaneho ako sa malayo I feel like all those traumas is slowly fading away.
That's why I love driving, it's part of my coping mechanism now.
"Yes," mahina ulit akong natawang nakatakip sa bibig at nagpatuloy sa pagkain ng pasta, the best menu of this restaurant.
"How did you end up there? I've heard that you lived here somewhere before and even studied at SCU?" I tried myself not to act weirdly at this point whenever someone is mentioning that curse.
"It's a long a story, but it's true that I'm a graduate student there," I smiled while staring at his face. I can see he looks at me as if I look bothered by its question but tend not to ask anymore.
"Do you have a sister? You look exactly the same with my half-sister kasi," napahinto ako sa pagikot ng pasta sa tinidor at tinignan ulit siya sa kanyang mga mata.
Ngayon ko lang napansin na browned eyes pala siya. He got this Hungky hair cut with his black-brown-ish hair color. His nose was pointy as mine and his lips were also pink like what I have in me.
"I'm an only child, maybe I do have one from my real parents," I said and swallowed the pasta. "Is it okay to you to ask who are they?" Tinignan ko ulit siya sa kanyang mga mata.
"Yarelis Ivanov and Gustav Sy, and now they're in jail." There's no way out for me to be ashamed of who are they. I am not them.
"Your mother is Yarelis?" His eyes widen and kinda looks shocked. "Adoptive mother, I mean,"
"Yes, why is there a problem?" I asked back.
"No...but I really can't tell you this fast," I tend to ignore what he said and nodded as I continued eating.
Sanay na akong ma encounter ng ganoong mga tanong sa tanang buhay ko. They always asked me back 'you're yarelis's daughter?' or 'Your mother is yarelis?'.
How come I never realized that we don't look the same. I never thought that it was part of my life's plot twist that I'm not her daughter. My mother was morena and has a natural black eye color and hair while I have brown eye color, blond-ish natural hair and I'm almost dead because of my paleness.
Some said that I do look like a Russian and I kinda agree with that. Maybe my parents are Russian.
The lunch went pretty well. We've talked about a lot of things in our life like how I ended up in med school. I didn't give too much information about it because I don't want my trauma to be brought back to the present again.
We've also talked about what we do for a living. I told him that I've run a hospital in Tagaytay, he might visit there soon daw. He also runs a hospital the same as me but in another country. In Russia.
"Hatid na kita," kagat labi akong napatingin sa kanya habang nakatayo sa balkonahe ng restaurant.
"You don't have to, may susundo kasi sa'kin kahit na may sasakyan ako." Pag amin ko sa kanya.
Alam kong pinakatanga na iyong sagot ko sa kanya. I have a car yet hinhintay ko yung susundo sa'kin kahit na pwede naman akong bumyahe pauwi. Pero I think hindi ganoon ka tanga kasi pwede namang iwan dito sa resto ang sasakyan mo dahil napaka-tight ng security nila dito.
"Your brother?" Gusto kong matawa sa tanong niya at hindi alam kung anong isasagot. What do I expect to say ba like I have a ka-live-in partner kahit hindi naman kayo? "No,"
"Who?"
Napapikit ako sa mata at marahang pinakalma ang sarili na hindi mapikon baka masampal ko sa siya dahil sa pagtanong niyas a bawat sagot ko. Well, I can't blame him. Hindi ako pala-salita sa mga bagong taong nakilala ko unless we've been friends for years or known each other for a long time.
"He's a good friend of mine," kagat ko ang labi habang hinahanap ng aking mga mata ang sasakyan ni pula sa ibaba.
"He?" He asked for a second time again which makes me wanna ditch him literally right now!
"Yeah, and he's here by the way see you again soon!" Sabi ko at agad na naglakad ng mabilis palayo sa kanya para puntahan si Red na kakarating lang.
Para akong hinabol ng aso kung maka-takbo at nahulog pa 'nga sa sahig bag ko. Muntik na rin akong matapilok ng tuloyan at kung hindi dahil sa kaibigan kung taga salba palagi sa'kin siguro ay nasugatan na ako sa katanghan.
"Dahan-dahan ka naman kasi," Inis na sabi niya at pinanlakihan ko siya ng mata ng binuhat niya ako bigla. "Ano ba pula! Bitaw ka 'nga," sabi ko at mas lalong hinigpitan paghwak ko sa kanyang leeg dahil binuhat niya ng pina bridal style kala mo naman asawa.
"Bat ka kasi tumatakbo? You look so pale now tuloy," ang inis ko ay biglang napalitan ng pagtawa dahil sa ka conyohan niya. He's been trying to speak tagalog fully pero hindi pa rin nawawala ang dating conyo old self niya.
"He asks a lot and nakakatamad sumagot, okay?" Pagsisinungaling ko sa kanya.
I actually feel kinda uncomfortable around him not physically but mentally I feel like somethings wrong between us. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ganoon basta yun na yung na naramdaman ko sa kanya.
"Just say you don't actually like him that's why," kinurot ko ang pisngi niya but he just rolled his eyes as he carefully got me inside his black corvette car.
"Di mo sure," as if it's not true.
Syempre hindi babaan ang pride ko para lang sa kanya no! Mawawala ka astigan ko niyan. He didn't say anything and he silently turned on the engine of the car and drove off. I guess we're not going home tonight in Tagaytay because this isn't the way back home.
Hindi ko na mapigilan ang sariling hindi magsalita kaya't inununahan ko na siya.
"Stop doing blind dates, date me instead."
At doon ako nagkakamali.
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