BAWAT araw na lumipas, mas lalo akong naiinis sa babaeng 'yon. Halos wala na siyang ginawa kung hindi labagin ang mga batas sa departamento namin maging sa buong University.
Anong klaseng student leader siya? Hindi na siya nahiya na anak pa man rin siya ng isang sikat na Congressman, isang lider ng mamamayan pero ang kaniyang anak ay isang suwail.
"Sit, Ms. Cereneo." malamig kong usal sa kaniya. "Let's make you a greater punishment this time." dugtong ko.
Napansin ko sa kaniyang mukha na wala siyang takot, wala rin kahit anong emosyon sa kaniyang mukha.
Who's this person I am facing right now? Is she even scared? Is she even have manners? What's with her? I thought in mind.
I know she's the rebellious type of a woman but I don't even know her full information because I don't intend to know it all. All I know, she's a daughter of Congressman and she's the woman of rebellious in their family.
She was born with a golden spoon but she definitely born with a horn. She looks perfect but something is into her.
"I'm not a dog," she uttered.
"I didn't tell you that you are a dog," giit ko rin.
I used to speak English language since my father has a Russian blood and my mother is a Filipino. Hindi ako masyadong marunong sa wikang tagalog but I am learning because of my friends.
"What is it this time, Mr. Lanchester?" She asked, directly. "Hindi ko nga kasalanan kung bakit ganoon ang hitsura ng babaeng 'yon." she defended.
I noticed the cut in her face. It's still fresh and I felt something that I don't want to see it.
I stood up from my seat at hindi ko namamalayan na nakalapit na ako sa kaniya at nakalapat na ang aking kamay sa kaniyang pisngi. Nagkatitigan kami, parehong tahimik.
"Ano ang tumama rito?" malalim ang boses na tanong ko.
I saw her gulped but then she looked away. "Nothing, just make it straight to the point." she sternly said.
"Is it her nails?" I asked.
She didn't respond. I'm getting pissed right now.
"What? Was it her Rolex watch? Her ring?" I asked again.
Hindi ko alam kung bakit tinatanong ko ang mga ito sa kaniya. Pero ang hindi ko alam at mas lalong hindi ko maintindihan ay kung bakit ganito ako kalapit sa kaniya.
"Wala," maikling sagot niya. "Ano ba ang pakialam mo?" masungit na tanong niya sa akin.
My jaw clenched. I flashes a dangerous look. "Your cheek has a cut, was it her nails? Yes or No, just answer it." iritadong saad ko sa kaniya.
"Kapag ba sinabi kong kuko niya ang gumawa niyan, may magagawa ka ba?" hamon niya sa akin.
Fuck! I don't understand myself, most especially with my expression.
"I don't..." putol na sagot ko. "I don't know what to do but I'm going to punish that bitch for scratching your angel-devil face." wika ko.
Ah, tangina! Hindi ko maintindihan ang sarili ko, nakakainis.
Hinaplos ko ang kaniyang pisngi bago tumalikod para kuhanin ang medicine kit.
"Take a seat, Ms. Cereneo," sabi ko ng pautos.
Hindi siya nakinig. Nanatili lang siyang nakatayo. Umigting ang aking panga kaya hinila ko ang kaniyang kamay para paupuin siya sa couch.
"If I told you to sit, learn to listen," ani ko. "I don't want to see that scratch on your face." malamig kong turan sa kaniya.
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