Thirty-Four Point Five

Chapter 11: You Better Not

Risa is trying to kill me. She is seriously trying to kill me. Why is she making me do this? Kung ano-ano nalang ang pinapagawa sa akin. Oh, god. I'm going to die. Leni thought.

"Just relax your mind Ma'am and then your body will follow."

She tried to calm her mind, focusing on the sounds of her surroundings. A calm breeze brushed her face as she fell into a tranquil state she had never experienced before. She was finally relaxed, but a shift underneath her stirred her out of her trance. She felt her back being pushed to arch in ways, she thought, were humanly impossible.

"Ma'am, you have to let it go."

"Sorry.. But how can I let it go if you're making me feel like mababali ang katawan ko?"

The woman underneath her gently sat up, causing her to sit up as well.

"I'm just trying to loosen you up. Sen Risa said she would be happy knowing that you're doing something for your health. I'm just doing what my client told me to do."

"I know. Pero parang ikamamatay ko na if you'll try to push my back harder," She rolled onto her knees and slowly stood up. "Talaga bang pinapahirapan nyo sarili niyo nang ganito twice a week?"

"Getting your mind, body, and spirit to a higher place is soothing. It's food for the soul, Ma'am. And it makes for a much more fulfilling life."

"Ayoko na. 'Wag mo nalang sabihin kay Risa na maaga akong umalis, I'll tell her na may emergency meeting kami sa office."

Risa had convinced her to try it out just once and told her that she would love it. She didn't want to disappoint the woman that she loves, so she hesitantly agreed. Ten minutes into the warm-up and she already had enough. She was about to go outside with her bag on her shoulder when a familiar scent wafted in. If she had sore eyes, they definitely would have been healed by the sight before her. 

Dressed in skin-tight purple yoga shorts that barely covered her bottom and a sports bra, Risa was the definition of sexy.

Oh god. Risa Hontiveros, a woman that you are. Leni mused.

She watched as the woman greeted the yoga instructor. The senator made her way towards her. A hand on her chin pushed up, effectively causing her mouth to close.

"Baka malaglag," Risa teased, and a chaste kiss was placed on the corner of her mouth when Risa felt that the instructor was not looking at them.

"Hi, Lens. Ready for the session na?"

Leni vigorously nodded her head as if she didn't like to quit earlier, "Of course, Ris. I'm always ready."

"Akala ko po aa—"

Leni raised her eyebrows and widened her eyes at the instructor as if telling her to shut up and beamed at her girlfriend.

"Aayusin nyo pa po 'yung tumawag sainyo," the instructor continued, changed what she was about to say earlier.

"Yes, oo nga. Sandali, may missed call from office." said Leni, acting to call someone to complete her excuse.

The instructor straightened herself up as soon as Leni let go. She eyed the lawyer who had rushed off outside the room, holding her phone. "Sen, alam mo pong may balik umalis si Attorney 'diba?"

"Ah yes, I know." Risa grinned. "Matigas talaga ulo nun. Hayaan mo na." she said, reasoned out on behalf of Leni as the instructor was oblivious to their real relationship.

That's why I wore this one. Risa mumbled.

The next hour was spent in torment, well, for Leni. Not only was she in pain from the downward-facing dogs and cobras and whatever other animal poses her body was tangled in, but it was also the woman in front of her that had caused her most painful affliction.