Solace Escape

Kabanata 7

Kabanata 7 (New Version)

Such an asshole, Solomon! I have never screamed this hysterical inside my head but now!

"What?" hindi ko pa makapaniwalang tanong sa kanya, nanlalaki ang mata.

"Magkaliskis ka na ng isda, señorita," he repeated, his eyes remained serious but he couldn't hide that amusement lurking under!

"Why would I?" I tried my best to keep my voice low despite the forming frustrations in it for them not to hear.

"Why won't you?" he fought back.

I opened my mouth, was about to whine again when he held my shoulder and gently turned me to the other side, pushing me briefly.

"Sandali lang Manang Letty! Kausapin ko muna si señorita!" paalam niya.

I was in shock I hadn't had any strength to fight him. Pinaupo niya ako sa plastic na upuan sa 'di kalayuan bago tumayo sa harapan ko. I was planning to fight him when my eyes landed on his flat stomach.

Gumalaw ang kamay niya para mamaywang sa harapan ko pero sa ginawa niyang 'yon ay umangat ng bahagya ang suot niyang shirt kaya nakita ko ang silip ng mga bitak doon.

"Señorita..."

"What?!" I hissed. I averted my gaze from gawking at his sexy stomach and tilted my head up to see his curious gaze. "Ano?" I repeated.

"Magkakaliskis ka ng isda," aniya.

"To hell I would," bumusangot ako at ngumiwi nang makitang sa paahan ko'y may tubig na naman. "Damn it! My boots! Won't we go out now? Let's go home, I'm not playing games with you!"

Pinisil ko ang ilong habang inis siyang tinignan muli.

Ang langsa!

"Sino ba nagsabing naglalaro tayo?" he shot his brow up, his red lip twitching. Ang kamay sa baywang ay unti-unting umangat bago humalukipkip sa harapan ko't tinaasan ako ng kilay.

Ang gwapo mo, Solomon.

I blinked.

What the fuck, Sibyl Timothea?!

"W-Why would I kaliskis that isda?" I asked, annoying him. "First off, I have never done it once in my life. As in, never! And two, imagine what would my grandparents feel if they found out their granddaughter's out here doing this nasty..."

"Una, nagkakaliskis ng isda sina Ma'am Lena, Miss Sandejas." He started. My mouth parted a bit when that Miss Sandejas sounded so full and baritone against his tongue and I don't know... sexy?

"Really?" binasa ko ng labi, "edi fine! Then my father! I went here for a vacation, to relax and clear my mind. There's no way my Dad would do this to me—"

"Si Sir Zeijan ang nagsabi, señorita," seryoso niyang sabi. Nalaglag na ng tuluyan ang bibig ko.

"He did not!" my eyes are wide.

"Bahala ka, kahit anong paliwanang 'di ka naman nakikinig," he shrugged, pointing me. "Suotin mo na 'yang bota at marami ka pang kakaliskisan."

"What?! No way!" I stomped my feet like a brat, "hindi ako naniniwalang pumayag ang Daddy! He loves me! I don't think he'd send his daughter in such nasty place like this. It's..." mas ngumiwi ako nang may dumikit na kung ano sa boots ko, "it's kadiri..."

I glanced back at him, waiting for him to pity me but instead, what I saw was his cold eyes.

"Pasensya na, señorita, pero sumusunod lang ako sa utos ng amo ko," aniya. "Alam kong ayaw mo rito at oo, nakakadiri pero sa probinsyang 'to, ito lang ang isa sa pinagkakakitaan ng mga taong kagaya ko."