The Devil's Guardian Angel

Chapter 6

TODAY'S the day to meet Lola Mary.

I was too excited to see her again while my Heaven beside me looked... stressed. Well, gwapo pa rin naman kasama ng medyo magulo niyang buhok.

"Okay ka lang, hon?" malambing na tanong ko.

Nanatili ang tingin niya sa kalsada. Nandito kasi kami sa sasakyan niya. And we're on our way to his grandma's mansion—Lola Mary's mansion.

"Yes," he answered nonchalantly.

"What's wrong?" I couldn't hide the fact that he was not in his usual self at this hour.

"I was just worried."

"Huh?"

"Yesterday, when you weren't answering my calls— God knows I was ready to turn the world upside down just to let me hear your voice."

Natulala na naman si Demi.

Kahit malamig ang dulot ng aircon ng sasakyan ay parang umiinit ang mukha ko. I knew my face had turned flushed but I couldn't help it.

My Heaven's talking sweet again.

Pwedeng tumili?

"H-heaven... s-sorry, busy kasi ako kahapon. You know, medyo hands on sa bakeshop. I've helped in baking. Plus, I've left my phone on my drawer. Sorry talaga," paghingi ko nang tawad, pigil na pigil ang pag-irit. E, kinikilig na naman ako!

'Di ko akalain na hanggang ngayon ay 'yon pa rin ang iniisip niya. I couldn't tell him that I've talked with Santina and well, Hell's twin. I just think it's not a good idea.

Alam niya ang past namin ni Hell—kung may matatawag mang gano'n. And he didn't want any connection between us again. Ayaw niya na akong masaktan muli.

Kung bakit ba kasi sumulpot na naman si Santina sa eksena. Para saan? Para guluhin ang utak ko sa mga sinabi at 'di pa niya nasasabi?

Kagabi, dumaan ako sa bahay ni Ven at mainit na yakap agad ang sumalubong sa akin.

I felt how he loved me that much.

He just sighed in return.

"Are you angry?" I asked while peeking at his angelic, handsome face.

"No. Talagang nag-alala lang ako." Lumingon siya nang saglit sa akin. "Don't do that again."

Heaven's not really the possessive type but he cared a lot to me. Kaya naiintindihan ko siya.

I smiled. "Aye, aye, KO."

And with that, he smiled, too.

"You know why I like you calling me 'KO'?" he asked out of the blue.

"Hmm?"

"Because the first time you called me that, I thought it meant 'KO' as in possessive 'ko'. Like saying I'm just yours. Agad ka naman kasing bumawing 'kuyang operator' ang meaning no'n," sabi niya saka ngumuso.

Gosh, adorably hot! Heaven ko, baka makita ka ng mga hitad at magkagulo! Cute and gwapo at the same time—amazing.

Hindi ko na napigilan ang sariling tumawa. He could really be adorable at times.

"Hey, stop that!" he hissed.

"O-oo na. Pfft—okay, fine! 'KO' as in 'ko'. Akin. Fine. If that's what you want. Do you want me to call you 'ko'?" I offered with a pinch of mocking in my voice.

"Nah," he curtly answered.

"Then what?" I raised a brow.

"Just 'Heaven'." He looked swiftly at me again. "I love it when you call me my name itself. Say, you can still add 'ko' to it. 'Heaven ko.'"