TAMED SERIES #1: Righael Samaniego

Kabanata 4

Kabanata 4

Margarette

I looked away, unable to keep staring into Rig's darkened orbs but Rig just held my by my chin and made me face him again.

"Say it," he said as if he was seducing me, his thumb even stroked my skin, making the tiny hairs on my nape to stand to its ends. "I wanna hear you tell me to stop fucking other girls."

Nilunok ko ang sarili kong laway habang pilit na tinatatagan ang aking mga tuhod na lalong lumalambot dahil sa kanyang haplos. Even the way his minty breath is caressing my cheeks make me tremble as if he has the power to take away my soul easily.

The power this man holds over my body is beyond reasonable . . . at hindi ko maipaliwanag kung bakit.

"W-Why . . . would I do that?" Halos mamaos ang tinig ko.

"Because I fucking want you to do that."

I pursed my lips and looked down but Rig made me look at him again.

"Look at me, Margarette and say it."

Muli akong lumunok habang pilit na tinatagalan ang kanyang nakatutunaw na titig. "I . . . want you t-to stop . . . seeing other g-girls."

The corners of his lips lifted for a smirk. "Good girl." His thumb stroked my lower lip, making me shiver because of something I know I'm forbidden to feel. "Now stop entertaining boys, too."

I gasped when Rig held my nape before he pecked a gentle kiss on my face, right near the corner of my lips. Muntik na akong mabuwal nang bitiwan niya ako't iniwanan sa garahe. Nahagod ko pa ang kumakabog kong dibdib, hindi magawang maipaliwanag kung bakit ganoon na lamang ang epekto sa akin ni Rig.

"Pull yourself together, Margarette," I reminded myself.

Pinakawalan ko ang hangin sa aking dibdib saka na pumasok ng bahay. Pagkarating ko sa aking silid ay napabagsak na lamang ako ng higa sa aking kama at tumulala sa puting kisame.

Am I dreaming? Did Rig really kiss me? Did he really ask me to forbid him from seeing his women? Kung oo, bakit niya iyon ginawa? Hindi ba ay labis ang galit niya sa akin?

What happened earlier kept on playing inside my head for hours. Hirap na hirap tuloy akong matulog ngayon kahit na kanina pa ako paikot-ikot sa kama.

Bakit naman kasi gano'n ang mga sinabi niya? I couldn't even tell if he was serious or not. At iyong halik? Why did he do that?

And why did my body react as if it wanted more than a simple kiss?

Naihilamos ko ang aking palad sa aking mukha bago ako bumalikwas ng bangon. I think I need some water. Baka sakaling mapawi ang iniisip ko.

I sighed. Bumaba ako sa kama at lumabas ng silid ngunit nang maisara ko ang pinto ay naabutan ko si Rig na palabas din ng kanyang kwarto. He wasn't even wearing anything to cover his sculpted upper body, and his cotton pants was hanging low on his hips, letting everyone have a good view of his defined v-line.

And then . . . there's that thing bulging inside his pants that looked . . . huge.

Lumunok ako at umiwas ng tingin. I pretended as if I didn't see him despite the brute having the audacity to smirk after seeing me stare at his v-line and the bulge inside his pants. Dali-dali rin akong bumaba ng hagdan nang hindi na niya makita pa ang labis na pamumula ng aking mukha.

Pagkarating ko sa kusina ay kaagad akong kumuha ng malamig na tubig. Ni hindi ako umalis sa harap ng malaking fridge dahil pakiramdam ko ay kukulangin ang isang baso para mapawi ang pamumula ko.

I felt him enter the kitchen. Kumuha rin ng baso saka lumapit sa fridge ngunit bago pa ako nakaalis sa harap ng ice dispenser ay humarang na ang braso ni Rig. He even stared at me as he put some ice in his glass while my back rested flat against the fridge's door. Para tuloy akong tanga na humigop ng tubig habang nakikipagtitigan sa kanya!

Rig drank his water while staring at me. Wala naman sa sarili akong napatitig sa nagtataas-baba niyang adam's apple. I felt so lost that I didn't realize I was already biting my lower lip. Kung hindi pa siya umismid ay hindi ko pa mapagtatanto kung ano ang itsura ko.

"We have a trip this weekend. Don't report to the hospital on Friday so we can leave by Thursday night," putol niya sa nakabibinging katahimikan.

My senses felt so heightened. Maging ang kalansing ng yelo sa baso ay tila rinig ko. I couldn't even move a muscle, and if Rig didn't give me enough space to breathe, I would probably remained silent.

"P-Pero hindi ako pwedeng um-absent. Nasa OJT ako," sa wakas ay nagawa kong sabihin.

"There's nothing that money can't buy, Margarette. I'll take care of it after our trip."

Lumunok ako. "B-Bakit ba . . . parang iba ang kinikilos mo lately? A-Akala ko ay . . . galit ka sa'kin?"

Tinaasan niya ako ng kilay. "Did I ever tell you I hate you?"

Humigpit ang hawak ko sa baso, umaasang makakakuha ako roon ng lakas para panindigan ang pagtatanong ko. "B-But you're always rude to me."

"Well, I'm generally rude." He licked his lower lip then stared at my chest for a moment. "I just realized it's time to fix whatever is going on between us. This feud we had for years, it's starting to get irritating."

Mabuti naman at alam niya? Akala ko ay ako lamang ang nagsasawa. Naaawa na rin ako sa parents niya na palagi na lamang siyang sinasaway kapag masyadong magaspang ang pakikitungo niya sa akin.

I swallowed the pool of saliva in my mouth. "So uhm . . . parang . . . pwede na ba tayong maging friends? G-Ganoon ba?"

Umismid siya. "I fuck my friends, Margarette."

Lumagabog ang dibdib ko. "Kung g-gano'n ay . . . ano pala? M-Magkapatid?" nahihiya kong tanong.

He smirked. "Incest na kung sakali."

I blinked. "Huh? Eh, hindi naman tayo magsi-sex, Rig—"

Natigil ang aking sinasabi nang mag-sink in sa isip ko ang nais niyang iparating. My cheeks burned and my eyes widened while my lips parted in disbelief.

Rig's lips stretched for a meaningful smirk as he stood confidently. "That's right, Margarette. Good thing you understood that I'm planning to fuck you . . ."

Lumunok ako't umiwas ng tingin habang pilit hinahawakan ang baso sa takot na mabitiwan ko. "B-Bawal."

He scoffed. "Dito? Bawal. Sa labas, I'd fuck you senselessly anytime." He drank the rest of the water inside his glass. "So you better ready yourself, because I won't stop until you give in. That's a goddamn promise . . ."