Ashiro Feizi's Roommate

Chapter 7

ASHIRO

It's already 8pm and I can't sleep. I wonder what Tokyo is doing, I keep on hearing her strumming the guitar for hours.

I stretched my arms and stood up. Bukas pa rin ang ilaw sa sala therefore I am very sure she's still there.

I slightly opened my door, natawa ako dahil naalala ko nanaman ang pagsusumbong niya kay Kuromi. Para siyang bata na naglulupasay dahil hindi siya nabilhan ng kung ano mang gusto niya kanina.

Nakatalikod siya sakin kaya hindi niya ako mapapansin na nakasilip mula rito, sasara ko na sana yung pintuan nang bigla siya kumanta.

(A/N: Start with 2:13 and think that it's Mina's tagalog singing voice. Warm and soothing.)

"O, ang init ng iyong balat. .

At bawat sinulid ng iyong buhok. .

Dumadaan ang ilaw sa mga bulsa't. .

Dumarating sa akin. ."

I clutched my chest because of how breath-taking her voice is. Is she an angel? I shooked my head, Tokyo wouldn't pass as that.

"At habang ika'y yinayakap ng maigi. .

Binubulong ang dalanging 'wag sana maglahi sa hangin. .

Ang bawat piyesa na bumubuo sayo. .

Bawat piyesang nawa'y mapasaakin habang-buhay. ."

But.. her voice is touching. It's like she's scared, really really scared, her voice is indeed beautiful but from the way she sing it, her feelings shows.

"Dito ka na lang habang-buhay. ."

Who does she want to stay? Is she longing for someone? Because of thinking so much, I lost my balance and since the door is hang open, I fell down even if I tried to reach the door knob for support.

"Ouch!" I hissed in pain, this is so embarrasing!

"Ashiro? Huy! Anong nangyari?" I heard Tokyo and her footsteps and when I saw her face, I frowned. This bitch is trying the hardest just not to laugh.

"Tulungan na kita." And with that, she easily lifted me up as if I am a feather. She's that strong, even if I am leaning on her body, her muscles are super strong.

She's the hulk with a very thin body however she's not green in color, in mind, definitely.

Pinitik ko siya sa noo dahil grabe siya makatitig sa katawan ko and I know it's my fault. Nakalimutan kong naka-see through ako and I am just wearing my undergarments.

I don't really care even if this one sees me naked, but it doesn't suit my mood because of the embarrassment I've dealt awhile ago.

I looked at my door and I wanted to change it for a second, good thing Tokyo went back to Kuromi and strummed again.

I fetched the robe near my rack. Pumunta ako sa kusina namin at binuksan ang cupboard, pero kumunot ang noo ko because it's not here.  "Where the hell is my Civet Coffee, Tokyo?" I frustratingly ruffled my hair and looked at the culprit who's now frowning.

"Yung tae ba nung daga? Tinapon ko! Bakit ba may tae ng daga diyan? Akala ko moneygold! San mo ba yun linalagay, Ashiro? Sa mga plantita mo ba?" Tuloy-tuloy na daldal niya pero natulala ako saglit sa sinabi niya.

First of all, my civet coffee, is made from the process— Kopi Luwak. It is indeed plucked out from the feces of an animal named Asian palm civet BUT it is completely safe, healthy, and yummy to eat and SECOND, that fucking coffee is bought from the manufacturers of civet coffee in Indonesia and it is sold for 1,300 dollars.

"Did you just.. did you really.. Tokyo.. Tokyo that costs seventy thousand pesos." I am trying my best not to sound so irritated but my hands starts to form into a fist and she's starting to get up from her seat.

"A-Ang alin? Yung tae ng daga?" Pinikit ko ng mariin ang aking mga mata at saka uli dumilat para puntahan siya at kwelyuhan.

"Takoma, I don't care about the price but I do care how hard that coffee is to buy from Indonesia!" She gulped but I sighed. I badly want to cry, it's my favorite coffee. I understand the confusion of Tokyo about it but it is true, it's a civet's poo— the only poo I cherish.

"Sorry talaga Ashiro! Hindi ko alam na k-kape pala 'yon. I am sorry, sorry talaga! Hindi ko alam saan ako kukuha ng pamalit non pero sisikapin k-" Pinatigil ko na siya sa pagsasalita at hinarap.

Kapalit?

Brilliant idea, Tokyo. "It's really expensive and I want it directly from Indonesia." Napalunok siya, nagiisip na sigurado 'to ng paraan. I mentally chuckled, she's really cute. "But I will let it slide. If you'll grant me three wishes."

"T-Three?"

Oo, three. Pasalamat siya three lang at hindi seventy thousand. Umirap ako dahil parang nagaalangan pa siya. "Well, if you don't want to then buy me another civet coff-"

"Fine, fine, Ashiro. Three wishes. I am really sorry talaga." Yumuko ito kaya natawa ako, how is she so cute when like this?

I don't really care about the coffee now, I want her to grant me some wishes. Wishes that I'd love to acquire. "Okay. . as of now, I don't have any wish to ask, so just wait for it." Tumango ito.

"But now! Let's eat, I am really hungry." Lalabas na sana ako sa condo namin pero nang pipihitin ko na sana yung door knob, bigla niya ako hinila— o yung strap ng bra ko at muntik pa ma-unclutch.

"What the fuck, Tokyo!" I whispered dahil muntik na talaga ako mahubaran!

"Hindi ka lalabas ng nakaganyan, Ashiro." She told me while eyeing my body. Okay, ever since na mahuli ko siya na naglulupasay kay Kuromi, bigla na lang siyang sinapian ng pagkamanyakan.

But it's okay. I can tolerate it. Only if it's me.

"What? Naka-robe ako." Tumingin ako uli sa suot ko pero tinulak niya lang ako papasok sa kwarto.

"Wag ka na kumain, matulog ka na. Good night." Sinara na niya yung pintuan bago pa man din ako makapagsalita.

Wala na ako masabi dahil mukhang hindi rin naman niya ako sasamahan. Napairap ako, hindi naman ako magugutom kung hindi niya rin winala yung civet coffee ko.

Napatingin ako sa wallet ko at binuksan ito. Hinaplos ko lang saglit ang litratong nandito bago ko ito ibalik sa bag ko.

Humiga na lang ako sa kama at ngumiti. "I must use it wisely. ." Yumakap ako sa unan at pumikit, "the three wishes. ."

I wish. . I wish she remembers me.